The Exodus

Having been driven from paradise by the Great Storm of 50kt Winds (through no fault of my own), I found refuge in a state park in Green River, UT. Nice enough, I suppose. Any port in a storm, as they say. After a night, I proceeded to Gallup, NM, home of the famous surveys and polls. Only one thing to see there, the awesome Hotel El Rancho!

This restaurant, whose name I cannot recall, is supposed to have the best breakfast in town. They don’t say, however, that it takes a half day to eat there. Rural and Proud, although they pronounce “rural” like “earl” with an “r’ in front. Can’t remember what I ate there, but am sure it maintained my girth.
I love staying here! So kitschy and cool. Built in the ‘30s and home base for a couple dozen old westerns from the golden age of Hollywood. Most definitely not ADA-compliant; when enthroned on the toilet, your knees are under the sink! And you have to open and close the elevator doors with your own muscle power! Fabulous!
The lobby hasn’t changed since 1935. Why would you? If it is good enough for John Wayne and James Cagney, it should be good enough for you.
The lobby has an excellent mezzanine furnished with comfy leather chairs. The walls are adorned with dozens of photos of Golden Age Hollywood stars who stayed at the hotel.

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