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A Fun, Poetic and Collective Experience. Private Rooms, Party Rooms and Dorms

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Engage with Austin culture.

The 'Heirloom Hostel' experience combines all that is cosmic, delicious, creative, and adventurous under one roof or one live oak tree.

Across the wandering South

Where bluebonnet dots, and

There a tarantella spreads atop

A random hill.

Where blazing and blinking stars light

A free blowing wind carries the howls and dances of

Long ago chief and squaw.

Where prickly pears bear red wax blossoms, and

Mescal thrusts and thirsts to the clouds

Over tracks of slithering snakes.

And whistling wails in moonlight beams

Echo ancient wagon songs

Where I belong.

Somewhere up in the trees 

Where you can feel the sun and the breeze 

Can't you hear those birds a singing ?

Spring is here!

Days fly by quickly
and children move on.
Before we know it
the "old times" are gone.
But as we look back
at generations gone by,
We, reflect on the memories
that serve as a tie.
Binding us together
With future and past;
and building a story
that forever will last.

It floats on a mildly sloping hill,
That is dotted with haphazard trees.
Overlooking a thoughtful garden long labored,
That is now a bearer of fruit.

To the right of it lays a few broken posts,
That, I'm sure, once, helped to contain,
Some cattle that surely supported the farm,
That used to be just down the lane.

To the left, there is just a hint of a path,
That must have been very well-trod.
And, farther off, a much- bustling city,
That, back then, would've looked quite odd.

Below it, the ground hoards some rubble,
Of a farmhouse that fell long ago.
And, amazingly, this old rusty mailbox,
Holds a letter with no place to go.