The Lone Star Court, a boutique hotel in Austin, Tex., offers quite a unique experience than the mega-merger, impersonal properties big brand hotels out there. A recent business trip took me to Austin and I didn’t think twice about staying at the same place I first experienced last year.
Lone Star Court at The Domain
I heard about Lone Star from my business partner over a year ago on a business trip to Austin. I typically stay in downtown Austin to be close to the action, even though 6th Street seems so young to me now that I’m knocking on the door of 40. When I lived in Austin, I was college-aged so attending concerts and bar-hopping until the wee hours of the night was commonplace. Now that I no longer crush beer cans on my head (on purpose, at least), being the in the thick of the nightlife is less appealing to me.
My friend Valerie, an old acquaintance from my hometown El Paso, mentioned to me a “new” area called The Domain. It was not around when I lived in Austin in the late 90’s and early 2000’s so I didn’t know what she was talking about. When she told me about the location – off 183 and Mopac – I thought surely it was a yuppie stuffy locale full of chains and lacking in the character department. I was partly right.
Lone Star Court is in the middle of a modern shopping center with some fairly common stores and across the street from Top Golf. What sets it apart is the Texas feel it has. This Texas spirit is not from today, either. It’s from yesteryear. Picture the movie No Country From Old Men. Something where retro, sturdy ice boxes take the place of internet of things smart refrigerators. Ikea rope chairs do not exist but a director’s chair with animal print that seems to be freshly upholstered with raw hide.
Imagine a vintage, old West community, surrounding a court yard complete with fire pits, rocking chairs and a swimming pool that resembles Barton Springs. That is what you find with Lone Star Court.
If you’re in Austin and want to take a road trip, consider New Orleans. We used to drive there for long weekends in college and lost a bit of our souls there. You can even do an American Horror Story tour in NoLA.