DURANGO

Colorado Rocky Mountain high.

I mean, come on. Why would anyone spend their holiday at the beach when you could come here?
Upon arrival in Durango, I was stopped as a steam train crossed the road. Durango sits at 6,512 ft., fairly low for this trip/
Colorado is an expensive state. I have never paid such prices for average hotels on a trip. I decided to spring a little more for a stay at an old historic place, the Strater Hotel.
The decor is reminiscent of the 19th century.
The old telephone booths are still there, even if the telephones are not. Those are just pictures of phones.
Much nicer than the hallway of your average Holiday Inn.
The downside of an old hotel is sometimes it does not have modern conveniences. It did not have a little fridge. It also had a rather small shower.
Rather than go find somewhere for dinner, I decided to eat at the Diamond Belle Saloon at the hotel.
This corner of the Strater was originally the hotel's saloon but later became a drug store and other businesses. In 1957, it became a saloon again.
Complete with a ragtime piano and waitresses dressed up in period clothing. She was my waitress. Kind of cute but I don't think women in the Old West had tattoos like she does.
After dinner, a walk down Main Avenue.
The S.W. Wall Drug Store is now a cafe. Ghost signs!
The R.C. Schneider Building, 1889.
In 1915, here at 10th & Main, 20-year-old Colorado native Jack Dempsey, the "Manassa Mauler", knocked down Andy Malloy in a ten-round fight, winning $50 and going on to become the world heavyweight champion in 1919.

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