Escape to the Rockies: Unbelievable Silverthorne Getaway at The Block Hotel
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into The Block Hotel in Silverthorne, Colorado, and let me tell you, it's a rollercoaster. This isn't your stuffy, sanitized hotel review – we’re gonna get REAL. We’re talking honest opinions, messy emotions, and maybe a little bit of drool-worthy description of their spa. This is my Escape to the Rockies: Unbelievable Silverthorne Getaway review. It’s chaotic, it's honest, and I hope it helps you decide if this is the mountain escape of your dreams, or just another pricey pit stop.
First Impressions – Silverthorne, Baby!
You know, getting to Silverthorne is already a win. The drive itself is a feast for the eyes, especially if you're coming from, well, anywhere that isn't the Rockies. The air gets thinner, the trees get taller, and you suddenly feel like you should be wearing flannel and carrying a walking stick. (I, however, stuck with my usual athleisure wear. Don't judge.) Arriving at The Block Hotel… it’s… well, it's there. It blends in, kinda unassuming. Don't expect immediate "WOW" factor. But that's okay. The real magic is inside, right?! (Spoiler alert: mostly yes.)
Accessibility - A Mixed Bag, Honestly.
Okay, so accessibility is important, and The Block tries. They list "Facilities for disabled guests" which is good, obviously! There's an elevator, which is crucial. But the details get a little… vague. They don't specify exactly which rooms are fully accessible. I'd recommend calling and getting specifics if this is a deal-breaker for you. They also mention "car park [on-site]" and "car park [free of charge]." Huge plus! Mountain towns + parking can be a nightmare.
Rooms – Cozy, But…
Let’s talk rooms. Ah, the sanctuary! They boast "Non-smoking rooms," which is a huge win for anyone who doesn’t enjoy smelling like an ashtray. They’ve got "Air conditioning", which, though I didn't need as the altitude already cooled me down, is a solid addition in the summer. "Blackout curtains" and "Soundproof rooms" are your best friends after a long day of hiking or, you know, just existing. The "Free Wi-Fi" is a godsend because I need to check my socials and look at cat videos. Plus it’s "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!", and "Internet access – wireless."
The rooms themselves? They feel… modern. Clean. Generally comfy. I’m not sure I would call the decor particularly memorable, but hey, it's about the experience, not the wallpaper, right? I didn't use the bathtub but I did use the "Toiletries, Towels, Slippers, Bathrobes." The essentials are there. They also list "Additional toilet," "Shower," "Separate shower/bathtub," so there are a lot of options and styles.
The Bed – Oh, the Bed…
Okay, this is where things get good. The bed? Amazing. Like, I could have stayed in that bed for a week straight and been perfectly happy. The "Extra long bed" really lived up to the title. The pillows were fluffy, the sheets were crisp, and I swear I achieved peak relaxation approximately five minutes after hitting the mattress. The "Socket near the bed" was crucial for charging my phone, and "Reading light" was perfect for, you know, reading.
And the "Wake-up service"? Actually worked! (Surprisingly).
Cleanliness and Safety – Pandemic Proofed?
Right, so, in the age of… gestures vaguely at the world… cleanliness is on everyone’s mind. The Block seems to be taking it seriously. They list "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Rooms sanitized between stays," and "Staff trained in safety protocol." They offer "Room sanitization opt-out available" which is cool, and "Hand sanitizer" stations were everywhere. The "First aid kit" is handy and "Doctor/nurse on call" can give you that extra peace of mind. They have "Smoke detector," "Fire extinguisher," "CCTV in common areas", "CCTV outside property", and "Security [24-hour]", so they feel safe, but do your own research.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Fueling the Adventure
Okay, food. This is where my inner foodie gets excited. First off, you know I love "Breakfast [buffet]"! And "Breakfast service." Plus "Coffee/tea in restaurant" and "Coffee shop", essential for mountain mornings. They’ve got "Restaurants" and on-site options for "A la carte in restaurant", "Asian cuisine in restaurant," "International cuisine in restaurant", "Vegetarian restaurant," "Western cuisine in restaurant", and "Poolside bar." You can order "Bottle of water" and they have a "Snack bar." It’s extensive, and I had a really good meal at a restaurant, but in the spirit of full disclosure, I'd get more information on the menus and options, as some of these items are a little vague in their description.
The Spa - Where Dreams Are Made
Alright, let's talk about the crown jewel: the spa. Dear God, the spa. The listings say "Body scrub," "Body wrap," "Foot bath," "Massage," "Sauna," "Spa," "Spa/sauna," "Steamroom," and "Swimming pool". I’m not gonna lie to you, my friends. I spent a significant amount of time here. Do not miss the massage. Do not. They offer a "Pool with view," which is a thing of beauty. The steam room was heavenly. The sauna? Perfect for sweating out all the toxins and maybe a few bad life choices.
I booked the "Body scrub" and "Body wrap" and it was, in a word, sublime. It was the perfect way to unwind and prepare for the outdoor adventures. The therapists were fantastic, the atmosphere was serene, and I walked out feeling like a brand new woman. Okay, maybe not new, but definitely a more relaxed and less stressed version of myself. This is a MUST-DO experience.
Things to Do - Beyond the Hotel Walls
Okay, the hotel is great, but you don’t come to the Rockies to just sit around indoors, right? The good news is Silverthorne is a playground. "Things to do" are abundant! Hiking trails are everywhere, with varying levels of difficulty. Plenty of "ways to relax," including the spa and a nice stroll around the town. Plus they have "Car park [free of charge]" and "Car park [on-site]", making it easy to get around. They have "Bicycle parking," which I did not utilize, but is there.
Services and Conveniences - Does The Block Actually Block Out the Stress?
Okay, let's see what sort of services they have. "Air conditioning in public area," "Business facilities", "Cash withdrawal," and "Concierge," are all helpful. They offer "Contactless check-in/out," which is great. "Daily housekeeping," is a win. "Elevator," is vital for accessibility! They have a "Gift/souvenir shop," which is always good for picking up a little something. They have "Ironing service," which I didn’t use, but it’s there. They also offer "Laundry service," "Luggage storage," "Safety deposit boxes," "Taxi service," and "Valet parking," which are all good add-ons.
For the Kids
They include "Babysitting service," "Family/child friendly," and "Kids facilities" if you're traveling with little humans.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Honestly? Yes. Despite a few minor hiccups, The Block Hotel delivered. The room was comfortable, the staff was friendly, and the spa… dear God, the spa. Silverthorne itself is beautiful, and you're perfectly positioned to explore the surrounding area.
My Messy, Human Opinion on Bookings
Okay, let's cut to the chase: I’d go back. But maybe I'd triple-check the accessibility details for my own peace of mind. The spa alone is worth the price of admission.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because this is gonna be less "smooth, corporate brochure" and more "me, hungover, trying to remember what I did last week." Here's a potential (highly subjective!) itinerary for a stay at The Block Hotel & Commons in Silverthorne, Colorado. Warning: May contain spoilers for my general state of being.
The Block Hotel & Commons: A Messy Mountain Mishap (or Maybe Magic… We'll See)
Day 1: Arrival, Altitude, and Existential Dread (aka, The First Fuck-Up)
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Denver International Airport (DIA). Oh, the joy. My flight? Delayed, naturally. Spent an hour in the baggage claim, watching a small child attempt to wrestle a stuffed dinosaur larger than himself. Made me question the very nature of existence. Finally snagged my bag, which, by the way, contained roughly 80% snacks. (Prepared for altitude sickness like… well, like someone who packs exclusively chips and cookies.)
- 3:00 PM: Rental car pickup. Fumbled around with a key fob for a solid 10 minutes. Seriously, why do they make these things so complicated? Managed to avoid rear-ending anyone (a small victory!). Road trip commence! I’m driving the dreaded I-70 West. This highway, although scenic, is packed almost always.
- 5:00 PM: Arrive in Silverthorne. The Block looks… well, like a block! A nice block, though. Clean lines, modern design. Instantly, I'm imagining what I'd really want to be doing – reading a damn book. Checked-in. The staff was lovely and very patient with my general airport grumpiness. Found my room and it was… almost perfect. The view? Absolutely killer. The altitude? Already starting to mess with my brain. (Headache brewing, the air is thinner than a politician's promise… you know?)
- 6:00 PM: Stumbled around in the hotel, looking for the Commons. It’s supposed to be a social hub, but I think I’m a grumpy person. Found the coffee shop and nearly died from caffeine withdrawal symptoms, thankfully the coffee came through… with a nice, if slightly bitter, brew. Decided to be “social” (ugh).
- 7:00 PM: The restaurant. Ordered something "local and interesting." It was… fine. Nothing to write home about, but hey, I'm alive and haven't exploded from the altitude. Started people-watching (my favorite sport). Observed a couple on a first date, both clearly terrified. Sympathized. I am usually the terrifying one.
- 8:30 PM: Back in the room. Attempted to relax. But the headache persisted, and the light was too bright. I did actually enjoy my first real good view of the mountains.
- 9:30 PM: Watched one and a half episodes of a show. Felt myself getting sleepy, but also kind of anxious. This is the altitude, right? Or just me? Then, passed out, praying for a better day.
Day 2: The Great Hike (And The Great Fall) & Craft Beer Catastrophe
- 7:00 AM: Woke up feeling like I’d been run over by a truck. The altitude is definitely not my friend. Gulped down water like a camel in the Sahara.
- 8:00 AM: Determined to conquer the outdoors! Planned a hike (a gentle one, mind you). Silverthorne is beautiful, so I need to experience it.
- 9:00 AM: Hit the trail. First mile was great! Trees, birds, fresh air. Felt like a new person… before I tripped over a rock. Banged my knee pretty well. Walked a tiny bit more, swore a bit, and then went back. Humiliating.
- 11:00 AM: Wallowing in my failure. Decided to hit the town and find some sustenance. Silverthorne has a cute little downtown.
- 12:30 PM: Found a brewpub. Ordered a flight of beers. Thinking maybe the hair of the dog will cure me. The first two were great! The third, a particularly strong IPA, was a mistake. A big mistake.
- 1:30 PM: Spent an hour in a haze.
- 3:00 PM: Regained some semblance of normalcy (and sobriety). Tried to remember the rest of the afternoon. Walked outside. Fell in love with the landscape again. The mountains are majestic. I felt small and in awe.
- 5:00 PM: Decided to wander through some shops. Silverthorne is cute and quaint and the local shops are worth taking a look.
- 7:00 PM: Ordered take out and had a lazy night in my room.
Day 3: The Redemption Day? (Maybe…)
- 9:00 AM: Woke up feeling… alright-ish! The beer demons had mostly departed.
- 10:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. Decided to give the social hub another shot (but maybe with less caffeine).
- 11:30 AM: Found a quiet spot to read. Actually enjoyed it! The stress of the trip seemed to be melting away.
- 1:00 PM: Another hike (smaller one!). This time, I brought a walking stick. The mountain views are the best!
- 3:00 PM: More mountain magic.
- 7:00 PM: My last night.
- 8:00 PM: Ate some snacks.
- 9:00 PM: Packed.
- 10:00 PM: Bed.
Day 4: Farewell, Silverthorne (and the Altitude!)
- 8:00 AM: Checkout. The staff was super friendly all the time.
- 9:00 AM: Headed back to Denver. Traffic wasn't bad this time!
- 11:00 AM: Flight back home.
- Later: Got home and felt an overwhelming sense of relief and a touch of melancholy. It wasn’t a perfect trip, far from it actually. But, in the end, that's kind of a part of the charm, isn't it? Would I go back to The Block? Maybe. With more snacks and a stronger constitution. And maybe, just maybe, I'd actually finish that book. The mountains can wait.
FAQs: Life Lately (Cuz, You Know, Life)
Okay, so "adulting." It's the buzzword, the bane of my existence. What even IS it anymore? I used to think it was, like, owning a house and knowing how to make a soufflé. HA! I'm pretty sure my soufflés would be a culinary crime. Now? I'm thinking it's just... not accidentally burning down the kitchen when I try and make a microwave meal.
Last week, I *almost* forgot to pay my rent. ALMOST! The sheer panic that surged through me... it was Olympic-level stress. I swear, my heart rate hit the stratosphere. So, yeah, I paid it. And, in my book, that's GOLD MEDAL adulting. Honestly, if you can avoid a full-blown crisis *once* a month, you get a participation trophy.
Time. Good gravy, time. Is it just me, or is it completely unhinged lately? Weekends are a blur. Like, actual blurs. I swear, I blink, and suddenly it’s Monday morning, leaving me staring at the ceiling wondering how I managed to accomplish absolutely NOTHING, not even my Netflix queue.
But then, try waiting for a bus. Twenty minutes feels like a solid hour of existential dread. You start questioning your life choices, your wardrobe, your EVERYTHING. I swear, I age a year in those twenty minutes. Maybe it's the existential dread. Maybe it's the caffeine withdrawal. Maybe... I'm just getting old. Ugh. I am NOT ready to confront that reality.
I think I might need a time-traveling DeLorean. Just to slow things down a bit. Or maybe to go back and warn myself to invest heavily in crypto. Decisions, decisions...
Ugh. Social Media. Let's just get this out of the way. Yes. It's... exhausting. Look, I love a good cat video as much as the next person (okay, maybe a LITTLE more), but the constant barrage of curated perfection... it gets to you. The perfect vacations, the perfect bodies, the perfect avocado toast... it's enough to make you want to chuck your phone at the wall.
I try to be "authentic," but then I spend half an hour crafting the *perfect* caption for a picture of me looking like I'm effortlessly enjoying a hike. Spoiler alert: I *hated* that hike. My legs were screaming, I was sweating like a pig, and I was pretty sure a rogue squirrel was plotting my demise. Authenticity? More like carefully constructed lies.
And the comparisons! The comparison is the thief of joy, they say. Truer words were never spoken. I spend way too much time wondering if *I* should be doing more, having more... and then I remember I just want to binge-watch a terrible reality TV show in my pajamas. And frankly? That's fine.
Alright, alright. Let's not be all doom and gloom, shall we? (Though, honestly, sometimes the doom and gloom are pretty comforting.) What's good... what's GOOD? Okay, some things are good.
My couch. My couch is a godsend. It's soft, it's supportive, it has a ridiculous number of pillows, and it's seen me through some truly dark times (mentally, of course. My couch is not responsible for any physical destruction). A good book is also always a win. Falling into a new world, forgetting your worries, escaping reality for a few blessed hours... yeah, that's the good stuff.
And... my cat, Mittens. Mittens is a constant source of amusement and, let's be honest, a little bit of emotional blackmail. She can make me feel better with just one look. I'd die for that cat. And, you know what? That's pretty damn good. Even if she *did* wake me up at 4 AM this morning for a snack. Worth it. Totally worth it.
Regrets? Ah, yes. The delicious, bittersweet fruit of past bad decisions. Where do I even *start*? Let's see... there was that haircut I got in 2010. A fringe, I was told. A "trendy, edgy fringe." What I actually ended up with was a look that strongly resembled a small, furry animal had taken up residence on my forehead. It haunted me for years. Years! It makes me cringe just thinking about it. (I will NOT be including a photo of it in this article, trust me.)
Then there are the dating app choices. Oh, the dating apps. A veritable minefield of awkward first dates, ghosting, and the occasional encounter with a person who *very* clearly stated their intentions in their profile, but I, in my (ahem) optimism, ignored every single red flag. Let’s just say I have enough stories to fill a whole Netflix series. And I am seriously contemplating writing a tell-all book. (Working title: "Swipe Right for Disaster: My Dating App Anthology.")
But, you know what? Regrets are like... well, they're like those awkward teenage photographs. Embarrassing, sure, but also kind of... part of the story. They made me who I am. Even if the "who I am" is someone who still avoids bangs at all costs.
