Hotels near Milepost 305 Blue Ridge Parkway, Avery County

Wonderful stay. As the storm came through i felt very safe inside your solid structure. Beautiful room with a view. Wonderful staff who were accomodating and helpful. Nice breakfast. My only problem was that i was staying in the main building, but had to go to the annex to do my laundry. The soap dispenser was broken. That meant going up and down the stairs (elevator out), out into the open in the rain, across the bridge and carpark in the dark 5 times to do my laundry. I appreciated having laundry facilities in the first place, however, surely you can put a washer/dryer in the main building as well?

I felt that the money we spent on the 3 nights here was a rip-off. The cabin itself has a good layout. A separate living room with a futon that is supposed to be used as a couch, however, those days have since passed. Time to replace. The kitchen area which is located in the same space as the living room has a small refrigerator, stove (doesn't work and was filthy), and a microwave. However, it was missing cups, a sharp knife, sponges, etc. The bedroom was a good size with a king size that was very comfortable. The floors were in the same condition as the living room, ground in dirt on wood floors, fans had dirt on them, and the small bathroom had dead bugs in the floor vent. The bathroom stone shower floor was simply disgusting. It needs a deep clean. While we paid for housekeeping, we were notified that there would be no housekeeping the long weekend were there. I did not find the mgmt staff to be of any help when I went looking for a sponge. They couldn't find any sponges anywhere and were supposed to get back to me, never did. The parking spaces for the cottages are directly behind the motel. The parking was insufficient for the number of cottages and penthouses. We found the property manager unprofessional and of no real help to us as we couldn't find a parking space in the entire place. He allowed us to park in a handicap space. Not a place I would ever refer anyone to.

I can see a vision of the time when Comfort Suites in Boone was an excellent hotel. Alas, that time appears to be in the past. We stayed five nights, March 12-March 16, 2024. Although our stay was, for the most part, pleasant, some nagging frustrations and observations put a big damper on it. On our first evening, I stepped into the tub for a shower, only to discover the large shampoo bottle mounted on the end wall of the tub surround was completely empty. I subsequently took the empty bottle to the front desk and asked for another. ”I don't even know why this bottle was there,” exclaimed the gentleman staffing the front. He went into the back room and promptly returned with three minuscule bottles of cheap shampoo--hardly enough for thick-haired guests anticipating almost a week's stay. Also on our first evening, I discovered the sink faucet lacked an aerator, resulting, of course, in a wild, unrestricted splattering of water. I immediately put my pants back on and strolled down to the front desk to report the problem. The friendly front desk gentleman immediately reached for a work order and promised he would submit it to maintenance right away. After we returned to the hotel on March 13 from our day's activities, the first thing I did was check the faucet. I was met with a wild, unrestricted splattering of water, prompting me to return to the front desk to check the status of the work order. The friendly young lady shuffled through some paper, found the work order, and reported that the maintenance man wasn't there that day. ”Well, let's get this taken care of as soon as possible,” I urged. March 14 dawned, and we once again set off for a long day of activity. When we returned to the hotel late that evening, I washed my hands in wild, unrestricted, splattering water. This time, the front desk lady reported that the maintenance man was, in fact, on vacation all week. ”I can insert the aerator myself if you happen to have one,” I pleaded. She disappeared down the hall and returned some minutes later empty-handed. Apparently, she tried in vain to remove an aerator from a vacant room's faucet. To her credit, she offered to move us to a different room, but we were completely unpacked with our clothes in the closet and in drawers, our espresso machine and Waterpik hooked up, our drinks and restaurant leftovers in the fridge, etc. We were entrenched. Moving was not an option. I gave up. One of the last things I did on our stay on the morning of March 17 (day 6) was to rinse out our espresso equipment in a wild, unrestricted splattering of water. I suppose maintenance issues can be problematic in an aging facility. Moving in with the luggage cart was a big challenge with front glass doors that didn't automatically open. I had to back through and move with vigor to keep the doors from closing on the packed cart. When I reported the problem, front desk personnel indicated they hoped to have the doors fixed soon. Surely eno