Showing posts with label Van Horn Texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Van Horn Texas. Show all posts

7/2/13

MOTEL hopping: Van Horn, Texas


The address for this card of the Western Lodge Motel in Van Horn, Texas, is so confusing that there's no way I can find where it is or was. Many of the highways listed on the back simply don't seem to exist anymore. So we really don't know whether we should unpack or not. I'm guessing we'll keep driving.




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Apparently this is the main drag in Van Horn. I do see another Best Western, but it is not called the Western Lodge.

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This strip reminds me of so many towns I remember from my childhood. My father driving, my mother with the AAA guide, and me in the backseat with the dog, my doll, and pillow.

Some towns just seemed to be a few miles of gas stations and motels. There were no houses. My mother might have a place picked out, but once we saw it and my parents passed judgement we might pass it by with my dad saying, "What's the next town?" sending my mother back to the AAA trip-tick and guide book.

I always enjoyed when we headed to "the next town" because it usually meant we'd arrive after the sun went down meaning I'd get to see all the neon motel signs. Then, too exhausted to drive any further, my dad would say, "I don't care what it looks like. I'm stopping." And so my mother and I would sit in the car while my dad went into the office. By then I was ready for bed, most likely already in my pjs, having changed while we were driving. My dad would come out of the office and my mother would say, "Did you ask if they take dogs?" And usually my dad would say, "No." End of discussion.

Now, I have no idea if Mr. and Mrs. Evans Burnett or Mr. and Mrs. A. A. Brune allowed dogs, but, looking at the surrounding territory in which Van Horn, Texas sits, I'm thinking the "refrigerated air" was most welcome.

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Surely I don't want you coming away thinking Van Horn is just a dry spot in a bigger dry spot. Van Horn is part of the space race, such as it is.
Space Tourism
In late 2006, the Wall Street Journal reported that Jeff Bezos, founder and CEO of amazon.com, had acquired 290,000 acres (1,200 km2) of land 25 miles (40 km) north of Van Horn to house his fledgling space tourism company, Blue Origin. As of 2008, Blue Origin had been expected to start commercial operations as early as 2010, aiming for 52 launches per year from the Van Horn, Texas facility. As of March 2010 however, Blue Origin and Bezos "have been very secretive about" the plans for the Van Horn facility for the past five years, having granted no interviews with news media since a single interview with the Van Horn Advocate in early 2005. 
In early 2010, NASA awarded Blue Origin US$3.7 million to work on an advanced technology, which detaches a crew cabin from its launcher if the shuttle malfunctions."[14]

10,000 Year Clock
In 2009 the The Van Horn Advocate announced that the Long Now Foundation was starting geologic testing for an underground space to house a 10,000 Year Clock of the Long Now, on the Bezos ranch, north of Van Horn.
Well there you go then. Learn something new every single day.

And one more thing...why would someone call a motel a "lodge motel?" I mean, it's not really a lodge. It's a motel. I know, a lodge sounds a bit more homey, but it's rather deceptive, don't you think?

7/18/10

Mom and Pop MOTOR COURTS


These vintage post cards most likely date from the mid-1940s to mid-50s. Back when you could stay at simple little Motor Courts. Remember those places with the little garages attached to each room? Or even separate little cottages? Usually there was a lawn somewhere around the office where you could go and sit on a warm summer night. And those metal chairs that sort of bounced with the seashell inspired back, various colors, but usually white metal for the curved base. Hot as all-get-out midday. Long before swimming pools were included with your stay.

Rancho Grande Motor Hotel_Wickenburg Arizona_tatteredandlost
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Most of these places are gone or so run down that communities want to condemn them. Sometimes I see them in nearly abandoned towns with weeds growing everywhere. Ghost motels. I'm glad I've got memories of when you got a bed and a bathroom, a Gideon Bible, maybe some stationary and a post card. That was it. No air conditioning. You hoped the heat worked in the winter.

El Royale Courts_Van Horn Texas_tatteredandlost
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And oh my the signs. The lovely neon signs. Surprisingly I have not found any books, old or new, about the old signs. It's a shame because now so many of them are gone or in disrepair that it would be difficult to to even put together a book.

Shamrock Court_Sullivan Missouri_tatteredandlost
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Can neon possibly look better than on a rainy night when the flashing reflects off a wet highway, beckoning you to stop. My favorite signs were of the Mexican fellow sleeping next to a cactus with the neon "Z...Z...Z..." floating above him. And every town seemed to have a Flamingo Motel. Now it's all corporate and boring. I know, I'm old, but I miss the creativity that existed. It's all just too tiresome now.

Travelers Auto Court_Las Vegas_tatteredandlost
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One more ephemera book I highly recommend is See the USA: The Art of the American Travel Brochure by John Margolies and Eric Baker.

A trip back in time to the romance of travel. Another book that I can sit and look at over and over again and always find something new each time. Good and bad design, beautiful and mediocre illustrations. You'll find all of them interesting if you love ephemera. And who knows, you might just decide to start a collection of your own.

The following pages from the book See the USA are all copyrighted ©2000 John Margolies.