Monday, September 18, 2017

The Coachman Hotel

The Coachman Hotel 4100 Pine Boulevard South Lake Tahoe



Came for the waffles, stayed for the s'mores.

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As someone always itching to skip town, I knew that I wanted to get away for Labor Day. The last holiday weekend (Memorial Day), we opted to staycation, so this time around, we decided to staycate a little farther. Four hours (or six hours, if you're unlucky and in traffic, like we were, ha) north to Tahoe, to be exact. I used to go to Tahoe often with my family when I was younger. I remember going in the summer, smelling the fresh air, and spending a lot of time both in our hotel's pool, or at the arcade. This time around was pretty much the same, give or take a few things.

Since it's been a handful of years since I've been to Tahoe for a proper summer getaway, I had to do a little research when it came to where to stay. I, like most, ashamedly discovered The Coachman Hotel from Instagram. While I was looking to have a digital break during our getaway, I also couldn't help the photography bait that is Coachman Hotel. What can I say? It's brand new and beautiful. It's very much like an Ace, which happens to be my favorite hotel (as you know). Aside from the free s'mores offered at sunset and the corn hole toss outside, the best thing about Coachman is their continental breakfast. When I was telling someone, who had recently stayed at the hotel, that I had a stay booked there, she immediately touted the continental breakfast. While, I'm much more of a hearty breakfast kinda gal, I have to say the option to make your own waffles is pretty awesome. I don't know what was in that mix, but man, two weeks later and I'm still craving them. In fact, I am already a click away to purchasing a waffle maker for my home, ha.

Despite being fully booked for the long weekend, the Coachman was noticeably quiet. A few people lingered around the pool as long as I did, but most seemed to be out and about, making for a welcomed and relaxing situation. However, I will say that because we got there late, we were unlucky in a room selection and had a ground floor unit. The neighbors upstairs were extremely loud with their foot traffic, making bedtime and early morning a little unpleasant. Because we were only there for two nights, we decided to just deal, but word to the wise - if you choose to stay at the Coachman, try to ask for a room upstairs (and one that doesn't face the street, if you're sensitive to street noise).

The Coachman also offers kombucha on tap (fully acknowledge that this so pretentious of me for pointing this out), as well as Stumptown Coffee at the reception. Malin and Goetz toiletries fill the bathroom with a beautiful aroma, and the warmed toilet seats (yes, warmed toilet seats) make for a pleasant potty experience.

All in all the Coachman is a pretty rad place for a millennial to camp out in, if you want to be one with nature, but not in the nature, per se. I'd give this spot 3.5 out of 5 stacks. And no, this stay was not comped.

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