Pretentiously minimalist.
I'm a fan of boutique hotels and love that people are rebuilding gems in our rural Western towns. I have been waiting for an excuse to go to the Jennings, just living on the other side of the Wallowas. But rebuilding/restoring is a far stretch for the Jennings Hotel.
We stayed in room #11, and it felt like a bunker. There is plenty of room for more than a sofa on the main floor. How about a coffee table, maybe a desk? At the exorbitant price, you get a hard sofa where you can stare at a plywood wall. If you stare out the window instead, you see parked cars through a broken, taped window.
The stairs to the loft were ridiculous. A ladder would have been safer, and there was plenty of room to create comfortable transport to what was a comfy bed. When you lay in bed, the street lights shined in with no way to shade. Thankfully there were earplugs because I could literally hear people snoring and getting it on upstairs and next door. Maybe that is why they don't allow children under 12.
I was so looking forward to the communal, clothing-optional sauna, but it wasn't clean, and providing robes should be a given.
The only good thing about this example of neo-colonialism in "The County" was the tub in room #11. Given the state of the sauna, I can't imagine the expensive rooms that have to share a bathroom.
The last disappointment was how unaccommodating this accommodation was. I requested an hour extra check out and was willing to pay an extra $50. My request was not accepted because it was their busy time. Interesting, since #11 wasn't booked the next day. read more