Today is Saturday, December 14th We had another so-so breakfast...this hotel seems to try to copy other chains that provide so-so breakfasts and offer them as complimentary. Cereal, yogurt, bland scrambled eggs, bacon, potatoes...etc. No fresh fruit of any kind. Not much creativity. No real butter. Nice to have something, but this gets one star. The entire hotel was a mystery. Seems it got started in 2003 taking over a Mexican restaurant. The lobby is just old. Looks old and smells stuffy old. Lots of shades of brown, beige, dark olive green. Old tile for the floor and very dated rugs and paintings. A very old sofa flanked by two lamp torcheres from another age...perhaps if a funeral home closed and had an auction of their decor these were snapped up to fill spaces. Furniture throughout is out of our great grandmothers' homes around 1950. BUT...what saves it and makes it OK and we're willing to put up with the old, stuffy, and dreary interior is LOCATION.
The O'Brien Historic Riverwalk Hotel is less than a block from the Riverwalk and also from La Villita historic shopping area with restaurants and entertainment very close. After breakfast this morning we walked around the corner and entered the LaVillita Village area to pick up somethings we saw last night after the stores had closed. We were greeted this morning by a volley of gunfire...well, really musket fire! Scary to us because we're not used to hearing gunfire. Then, it became pretty obvious that we were in between two specially dressed groups in a serious re-enactment of a long over-with battle or skirmish or both. What are the chances? Last night we stumbled into a Biden Political Rally complete with LATINOS FOR TRUMP hecklers and today we marched directly into the line of fire of one group of "settlers" and another battalion of fancy uniformed soldiers. Spanish? Mexican? There were also supporting family members in costume (or maybe they WEREN'T in costume, I'm not sure...). We found our shop, made our purchase, looked around and when we exited the battle was still continuing and the gunfire kept on until we were out of range.
Finally, we added our purchases to the already filled car and took off for Fort Stockton, Texas, about 4 1/2 hours just off I 10 West. The road was busy early on and the speed limit was 60...which soon became 70 and after a while Jack said it changed to 80. I caught him going over 90, but on that road it felt like 45 or 50. Nevertheless it took all the hours to get to Fort Stockton and then some to find our hotel which somehow manages to keep busy when the GPS has an error in it's placement of the rather new hotel. But. We found it. And had a lovely dinner at K-Bob's. Well, it wasn't really lovely, but it was very good. It's a sort of sports bar place with lots of yelling by staff and customers for some reason we never figured out. We had a nice waiter and when he appeared after our meal to chat he appeared at another table at the same time. Both Jack and I looked twice and flummoxed, just guessed that they were related...and when we asked we learned they are twins.
So, we thought perhaps we'd do a dive into the hot tub after dinner, but alas, it wasn't very clean so we declined. Tomorrow will take us ultimately to Las Cruces, New Mexico but we might wander off course for a bit if the weather is as nice as it was today. We were at 80 degrees most of the day and even warm, 71, as we headed back from dinner. We'll see.
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