I just want to sleep under this churchy lobby window. I wouldn't even need a blanket. Maybe I'd borrow a fringe-y piano shawl from somewhere else in the lobby. I think the Chateau has about 95 of them laying about. Which rules.
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Chateau Marmont's Magic Window
Condé Nast Traveler picked Room 59 of the Chateau Marmont as its March 2011 "Room with a View." Nice.
I just want to sleep under this churchy lobby window. I wouldn't even need a blanket. Maybe I'd borrow a fringe-y piano shawl from somewhere else in the lobby. I think the Chateau has about 95 of them laying about. Which rules.
I just want to sleep under this churchy lobby window. I wouldn't even need a blanket. Maybe I'd borrow a fringe-y piano shawl from somewhere else in the lobby. I think the Chateau has about 95 of them laying about. Which rules.
17 Places to Sit
A new postcard find that I find myself staring at far too much. Eye, if you will, the Murrieta Hot Springs Hotel, circa...1970?
I went searching for the Murrieta, to see if it still exists. No luck so far, but I've got to know three things:
1) Does it still have two couches and four squishy chairs, making for a total of ten seats, angled around a small table? A very impressive conversation nook. Nearby are seven more seats huddled together. Everyone share. NOW! It's the '70s.
2) The Victorian globe lamps. Again, like the chairs and couch, there are... a lot. Maybe over 30 in this one snapshot.
3) Dried flowers, branches, buds, everywhere. A tiny Toltec idol on an end table. A rock wall. Red carpet. Red wallpaper. Red ceiling. White drapes.
1970s hotel style, you had it GOING ON.
I went searching for the Murrieta, to see if it still exists. No luck so far, but I've got to know three things:
1) Does it still have two couches and four squishy chairs, making for a total of ten seats, angled around a small table? A very impressive conversation nook. Nearby are seven more seats huddled together. Everyone share. NOW! It's the '70s.
2) The Victorian globe lamps. Again, like the chairs and couch, there are... a lot. Maybe over 30 in this one snapshot.
3) Dried flowers, branches, buds, everywhere. A tiny Toltec idol on an end table. A rock wall. Red carpet. Red wallpaper. Red ceiling. White drapes.
1970s hotel style, you had it GOING ON.
Room-Adjacent Roadrunners
Heat. Long vistas. And something darting in the bushes.
It was a pleasure to write about Two Bunch Palms in Desert Hot Springs for NBC. The place is known for its yappy, curious roadrunners. Couldn't every inn use an official hotel bird?
Image: Two Bunch Palms
It was a pleasure to write about Two Bunch Palms in Desert Hot Springs for NBC. The place is known for its yappy, curious roadrunners. Couldn't every inn use an official hotel bird?
Image: Two Bunch Palms
Hotel Camp
Tents, walks in the beach, and all the amenities of a fine inn. I'm recommending El Capitan Canyon, north of Santa Barbara, for Valentine's Day.
Image: El Capitan Canyon
Image: El Capitan Canyon
Sequoia Suites
One reason I enjoyed writing about Wuksachi Lodge on NBC is that it is a newer lodge in a national park. I'm a fan -- well, let's be honest -- I'm obsessed with the decades-old hotels of our parks.
Furnace Creek Inn? Hi. LOVE you. Is that too forward?
The Wuksachi is barely a decade old, but still has presence. And all those tall, tall, tall trees outside its door.
Image: Wuksachi Lodge
Furnace Creek Inn? Hi. LOVE you. Is that too forward?
The Wuksachi is barely a decade old, but still has presence. And all those tall, tall, tall trees outside its door.
Image: Wuksachi Lodge
Hotel Ghost
Place: Bracken Fern Manor, Lake Arrowhead, California
Ghost: Bugsy Siegel, and/or other 1920s-era moonshine purveyors.
Deal: There's an underground tunnel beneath this atmospheric inn that allowed bootleggers to bootleg (isn't that what they do?) without prying eyes upon them. Shadowy tunnels beneath hotels=supernatural-tinged mischief, or hidden hooch.
Ghost: Bugsy Siegel, and/or other 1920s-era moonshine purveyors.
Deal: There's an underground tunnel beneath this atmospheric inn that allowed bootleggers to bootleg (isn't that what they do?) without prying eyes upon them. Shadowy tunnels beneath hotels=supernatural-tinged mischief, or hidden hooch.
Guinness Milkshake at the Roosevelt Hotel
The Roosevelt has been the home to the Oscars. To stars like Montgomery Clift. And now, the Guinness Milkshake.
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