Turns out the hotel I had booked into was very far north from the work site -- the recruiter had given me their office site. (Thanks for the tip,
noxcat!)
The manager of the hotel I had booked into sent me an email, and we talked on the phone, and she's booking me into a bigger room at the same rate at their sister hotel down the street from the work site.
Life is good! So far, these Texans seem fine! (Not the recruiter's fault, he's in Parsippany, and Yes, Glee, I am packing.)