Friday

The cornerstone of the downtown core is the Olympic Club Hotel and Theater, run by PNW brewing magnate Mcmenamins. The alluring Art Deco establishment is your base of operations: not only is it central, it’s also a self- contained pleasure palace. Back in the day, those pleasures would have consisted mainly of illicit card games, bootleg booze and the bawdy house upstairs. Today, the booze is above-board. There is a 100-person movie theatre where you can get served your grilled pork tenderloin and a pint as you watch the show. And, despite the original “Ladies Patronage Not Solicited” sign above the leaded- glass entrance, women are most welcome to join in on billiards or shuffleboard in the expansive, plant-studded games room. All of it is fairly dripping with period-piece, historic charm, but wired and plumbed with some mod cons (though bathrooms are still down the hall). Did we mention that it’s a rail town? You’ll fall asleep to the mournful wail of passing trains. (Courtesy earplugs are provided to guests.)