Panguitch's Hidden Gem: Color Country Motel's Unexpected Charm!
Panguitch's "Hidden Gem" - Color Country Motel: My Unvarnished Truth (and Why You Should Go!)
Alright, folks. Let's be real. Panguitch, Utah isn't exactly known for its cutting-edge, Instagram-worthy hotels. It's more… charming in a small-town, "where-the-locals-eat" kind of way. So, when I booked a stay at the Color Country Motel, I wasn't expecting a five-star experience. I was expecting… well, a place to crash after a long day of exploring Bryce Canyon National Park, which is the whole reason you're probably reading this.
And you know what? Color Country Motel surprised the heck outta me. It's not perfect. Far from it. But it's got this… thing. This unexpected charm that makes you actually want to hang out.
First Impressions (and a Few Hiccups):
Pulling up, the exterior isn't going to blow your mind. It's a classic motel, with those exterior corridors and a slightly faded sign. But the car park [free of charge] was a HUGE win, especially since I was driving a rental that seemed to attract dust like a magnet.
Accessibility: I'm not in a wheelchair, but I did notice the elevator and some facilities for disabled guests. This is a HUGE plus for anyone with mobility issues. Nice touch, Color Country!
Check-in/out [express]? More like "friendly and efficient." The front desk person was genuinely nice, even though I arrived a little frazzled after a bumpy drive. Front desk [24-hour]? Yep. Always a good thing. Contactless check-in/out wasn't a thing (this was pre-COVID, folks!), but honestly, I prefer a friendly face.
The Room: My Sanctuary (Mostly):
Okay, let's talk rooms. I went for a non-smoking room (duh!), and it was… clean. Like, REALLY clean. The daily housekeeping was impeccable. This is a HUGE deal for me. I'm a bit of a neat freak, and I appreciated the crisp linens and the fact that everything felt fresh.
Available in all rooms: Air conditioning (thank GOD!), Internet access – wireless (Wi-Fi [free]!), a refrigerator (essential for storing snacks and drinks!), and a coffee/tea maker (because caffeine is a must). The blackout curtains were a lifesaver for sleeping in after a long day of hiking. The desk was perfect for catching up on emails, and the free bottled water was a thoughtful touch.
My only minor gripe: the bathroom was… functional. It wasn't luxurious, but it had everything I needed, including hot water, which is ALWAYS a win. I did appreciate the hair dryer and the toiletries.
Internet & Tech Stuff (Because We're All Connected):
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! – I tested it. It worked. No complaints. Internet access – LAN was available, too, if you're a dinosaur who still uses cables. 😉
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure:
Okay, this is where the Color Country Motel gets interesting. There's no on-site restaurant, which is a bit of a bummer. BUT! Right next door is a fantastic local diner (not affiliated with the motel, but super convenient!) that serves up a killer breakfast.
Breakfast service – You can get a decent breakfast, but I didn't see any Breakfast [buffet] options.
Other Dining Considerations: There's a convenience store nearby, so you can grab snacks and drinks. Room service [24-hour] is not a thing.
Things to Do (Beyond the Motel Walls):
This is where Panguitch and the Color Country Motel REALLY shine. You're minutes from Bryce Canyon National Park, which is STUNNING. Seriously. Go. Hike. Take pictures. Be amazed.
Getting around: Car park [on-site] is a lifesaver.
Relaxation and Spa? (Don't Get Your Hopes Up!)
Let's be honest, this isn't a spa resort. There's no Body scrub, no Body wrap, no Sauna, no Spa, no Steamroom, no Swimming pool. The Fitness center is also missing in action. But hey, the hiking is your workout!
Safety & Cleanliness: Feeling Secure:
Cleanliness and safety is a HUGE priority for me, especially now. The Color Country Motel seemed to take it seriously. I saw Hand sanitizer stations everywhere. The rooms felt clean and well-maintained. Daily disinfection in common areas made me feel safer. Staff trained in safety protocol was also a good sign.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter:
- Air conditioning in public area: Yes, thank goodness!
- Cash withdrawal: Convenient.
- Daily housekeeping: Essential!
- Laundry service: Didn't use it, but good to know.
- Luggage storage: Helpful.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always a good idea.
- Terrace: Yes!
For the Kids:
I didn't travel with kids, but I did see a few families. There aren't a ton of kid-specific amenities, but Panguitch is a family-friendly town.
My Verdict: The Unexpected Charm Factor
Look, the Color Country Motel isn't perfect. It's not a luxury resort. But it's clean, comfortable, and convenient. The staff is friendly. And the location is unbeatable for exploring Bryce Canyon. The free Wi-Fi is a bonus.
The one thing that really sold me? The overall vibe. It's relaxed, friendly, and unpretentious. It's the kind of place where you can kick back, unwind after a day of hiking, and feel like you're part of the Panguitch community. It’s the kind of place where you can actually connect with the landscape and the people, instead of just rushing from one tourist trap to the next.
My quirky observation: The motel had a small garden area with a few tables and chairs. It was perfect for enjoying a cup of coffee in the morning or a glass of wine in the evening. It wasn't fancy, but it was charming.
My emotional reaction: I left feeling refreshed and happy. It wasn't just a place to sleep; it was a part of my adventure.
My Final, Unvarnished Recommendation:
If you're looking for a clean, comfortable, and convenient place to stay while exploring Bryce Canyon, the Color Country Motel is a solid choice. It's got an unexpected charm that will win you over.
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Istanbul's Hidden Gem: Ramada Encore's Unbeatable Luxury!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause we're about to dive headfirst into the glorious, chaotic, and utterly unpredictable adventure that is… Color Country Motel Panguitch, Utah! My happy place, my purgatory, my everything for the next few days. Prepare for a trip that's more "choose your own adventure" than a rigid itinerary. Think of it as… organized chaos.
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Motel Mystery (and My Own Personal Breakdown)
1:00 PM (ish): Finally. Made it. Panguitch. After a drive that felt like it lasted a geological epoch. The Color Country Motel. It's… charming. In a slightly faded, "your grandma's attic" kind of way. The website photos? Bless their hearts. Let's just say the reality is a little… lived in. The lobby smells faintly of pine cleaner and regret. I swear I can hear the faint hum of a thousand questionable decisions past.
1:15 PM: Check-in. The woman at the front desk, bless her, looks like she’s seen a ghost. Or maybe she’s just seen too many tourists. She hands me my key (a real key, not one of those fancy cards… vintage!) and gives me a map. A paper map. I almost wept. Real maps are a lost art! Except, I realized I left my reading glasses at home. Blast! This is going to be fun.
1:30 PM: Room inspection. Okay, the bedspread is… floral. Very floral. And… let's just say I wouldn't eat off the carpet. But the air conditioning works. And that, my friends, is a win. The bathroom… well, the less said about the water pressure, the better. But hey, at least there's hot water. Small victories, people, small victories. I feel this trip is going to be a lot of small victories.
1:45 PM: Unpack. Or, attempt to unpack. My suitcase exploded. Seriously. Clothes everywhere. I'm already considering retreating under the covers. I feel like I’m in a time capsule and I’m not sure if it's a good thing yet.
2:00 PM: Decided I can’t stare at my unpacked suitcase anymore. Time for lunch. The motel website recommended a local diner. Said it was "classic American fare." That's code for "greasy spoon," right? I'm in. I'm starving.
2:30 PM - 3:30 PM: The Diner Experience. Okay, so this diner… it’s a scene. Think: red vinyl booths, waitresses named Betty (probably), and the smell of frying bacon that could cure any ailment. Ordered a burger. It was… magnificent. So greasy, so perfect. And the fries? Crispy on the outside, fluffy on the inside. Pure. Bliss. Also, the waitress, Betty, told me the local gossip: Apparently, a rogue squirrel stole a whole box of donuts from the bakery this morning. This is my kind of town.
3:30 PM - 5:00 PM: Failed attempt at planning. I tried to plan the rest of the trip. I really did. But I got distracted by a rogue dust bunny and then I was staring out the window, watching the wind blow through the desert scrub. I think I need a nap. Or maybe a stiff drink. I’m not sure which.
5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Nap. Needed. Felt. Done.
6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Sunset stroll. Wandered around Panguitch. It's… quaint. Very, very quaint. Saw the town square, the old church, and a surprisingly well-stocked antique store. Bought a postcard with a picture of a cow on it. Don’t ask. Just… don’t. The sunset was breathtaking. The sky exploded with color. For a moment, I almost forgot about the questionable carpet in my room. Almost.
8:00 PM: Dinner at the motel's recommended pizza place. It was… pizza. Edible. Needed a lot of hot sauce. But hey, I'm alive.
9:00 PM: Back at the motel. Still unpacking. Still contemplating the carpet. Still feeling slightly overwhelmed. But also… strangely content. This place is growing on me. Or maybe I'm just delirious from the altitude.
9:30 PM: Decided to watch TV. The selection is… limited. I ended up watching a documentary about… wait for it… the history of the pizza. Fitting.
10:00 PM: Bedtime. Praying the bed doesn't eat me. And hoping the water pressure improves. Wish me luck!
Day 2: Bryce Canyon and My Near-Death Experience (and Possibly Aliens)
7:00 AM: Alarm. Ugh. Breakfast at the motel. Continental… meaning, stale donuts, questionable coffee, and maybe a piece of fruit that’s seen better days. Fueling up for Bryce Canyon.
8:00 AM: Driving to Bryce Canyon National Park. The drive is… beautiful. The landscape shifts from desert scrub to towering cliffs. I keep thinking about how small I am. How insignificant. And then I get a little existential crisis and have to sing a song about kittens to pull myself out of it.
9:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Bryce Canyon. HOLY. MOLY. Seriously. Pictures do not do it justice. The hoodoos… they’re like, alien sculptures carved by the gods. I hiked a trail. A hard trail. Almost died of dehydration. Seriously. I thought I was going to have to be rescued by a park ranger. But I made it. The views… worth it. Every. Single. Agonizing. Step. I also saw a squirrel steal a sandwich. This trip is a squirrel magnet.
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Lunch at the Bryce Canyon Lodge. Overpriced, but the views were amazing. And I needed to sit down. My legs felt like jelly. Also, I think I saw a UFO. Or maybe it was just a particularly flamboyant cloud. Or maybe I was hallucinating from dehydration. I'm going with the cloud.
2:00 PM - 3:00 PM: More Bryce Canyon exploring. Drove to different viewpoints. Took a million photos. Realized I'm going to need a whole separate hard drive just for this trip.
3:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Ice cream. Needed. Desperately. Found a little ice cream shop outside the park. The ice cream was… perfect. Chocolate. With sprinkles. Life.
4:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Drive back to Panguitch. Contemplating the meaning of life. Again. And also, what to do with all those postcards.
5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Rest. Needed. Felt. Done. Again. Also, I think the bed is trying to eat me. It’s sinking in the middle. I blame the floral bedspread.
6:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Dinner. Back to the diner. Ordered the same burger. It was even better the second time. Maybe it's the altitude. Or the grease. Or maybe I'm just starting to lose my mind.
7:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Attempt at stargazing. Panguitch is supposed to have amazing night skies. Found a spot outside of town. Saw… some stars. And a lot of mosquitoes. Decided to retreat back to the motel. Mosquitoes are not my friends.
8:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Relax. Watched more TV. Found a channel that was playing old westerns. Appropriate.
9:00 PM: Bedtime. Praying for a good night's sleep. And that the carpet doesn't crawl into my dreams.
Day 3: The Grand Finale (and the Great Departure)
- 7:00 AM: Alarm. Ugh. Breakfast. Same
Color Country Motel: More Than Just a Place to Crash (Probably) - FAQ That's Actually Useful (Maybe)
Okay, Seriously, What's the Deal with This Place? Is it Actually a "Hidden Gem" or Just...Old?
Alright, let's be real. "Hidden Gem" is a loaded term. It makes you picture some secret, undiscovered Shangri-La. Color Country Motel is...well, it's *there*. It's definitely not the Ritz. But here's the thing: it's got a certain *je ne sais quoi*. It's vintage, let's say that. Think less "boutique hotel" and more "grandma's slightly neglected, but still charming, guest room."
I went in expecting a quick sleep before Zion, and I ended up… well, I ended up *thinking* about it for a week after. The charm is subtle. It creeps up on you. Like that weird stain on the carpet in room 107… you'll probably stare at it. And then you'll wonder about the story behind the stain. (I'm still working on the backstory, honestly.)
The Reviews Mention "Spotty Wi-Fi." Is it, Like, Dial-Up Spotty, Or Just Annoying-Streaming-Netflix-Needs-to-Buffer Spotty?
Okay, the Wi-Fi. Let's just say it's… *rustic*. I'd lean towards the "streaming-Netflix-needs-to-buffer" side of things, but with a healthy dose of "maybe-I'll-just-read-a-book-and-enjoy-the-silence" thrown in. Seriously, embrace the digital detox. My phone practically begged for a break. It was probably the best thing that happened to me all week.
I tried to load a particularly dramatic cat video. It failed. And you know what? I was fine. Maybe even… relieved? Think of it as a forced meditation retreat, but with questionable coffee and a slightly dusty TV.
What's the Vibe? Is it Family-Friendly? Romantic? Haunted? (Please tell me it's haunted!)
The vibe? Let's go with "laid-back, slightly weathered, and possibly harboring a few long-forgotten stories." Family-friendly? Definitely. There's a pool (I didn't try it, but it looked… refreshing? Okay, it looked like a pool), and the grounds are simple and safe. Romantic? Potentially. If you're the type who appreciates a quiet sunset and doesn't mind sharing a room with a slightly squeaky bed.
Haunted? Oooooh, now you're talking! I didn't see any ghosts, but I swear I heard a faint piano playing in the middle of the night. Or maybe it was the wind. Or maybe it was just me, sleep-deprived and imagining things. Either way, it added to the atmosphere! I'm not saying it's *definitely* haunted, but pack a ghost detector, just in case. You know, for science.
Honestly, the most haunting thing was the collection of vintage motel keys. I wanted to steal one. I didn't, but I *wanted* to. The thought is still in my head.
The Pool! Tell Me About the Pool! (Is it Clean?)
Okay, okay, the pool. Deep breaths. I didn't *personally* go in the pool. My inner germaphobe was screaming a bit, mostly because I'm pretty sure it had a healthy coating of leaves. But, and this is important, it *looked* clean enough. It wasn't neon green, or anything. The kids seemed to be having a blast. There was a lot of splashing and giggling.
I'm not a pool person, really. I'm more of a "sit-on-the-edge-and-dip-my-toes-in" kind of person. And, honestly, the pool looked… inviting. In a slightly faded, "been-around-since-the-80s" kind of way. It's got that kind of charm. It's not a luxury resort pool, but it's got heart. I'd say, if you have kids, or you're just not that picky, go for it!
The biggest thing about the pool, though, was the feeling. It was just… *there*. A quiet, simple pool, in the middle of the desert. It sounds weird, but it just fit. It's not a selling point, really, but it's a part of the whole, slightly strange, charm.
Is the Breakfast Any Good? Free Breakfast is Always a Plus!
Breakfast. Ah, yes. It *is* free! And it's… well, it's motel breakfast. Expect the usual suspects: cereal (probably the generic kind), toast, maybe some questionable pastries, and coffee that could wake the dead (or at least keep you going until lunch). Don't go in expecting a gourmet experience, and you won't be disappointed.
I had a bagel. It was… a bagel. The coffee, though? Surprisingly strong. It's not the *best* breakfast I've ever had, but it's convenient, and it's free. And, let's be honest, it's fuel for exploring the amazing scenery around Panguitch. So, eat up and go see some stuff!
Room 107 - What's With the Carpet Stain?!
Okay, Room 107. We need to talk about the carpet stain. Seriously, it's a character in itself. It's a swirling, vaguely circular shape, and it’s located near the bed, I think it was. It’s a mystery. Is it coffee? Red wine? Blood? (Probably not blood, let's be rational). The possibilities are endless, and your imagination will run wild.
I stared at that stain for a solid twenty minutes. I even took a picture (don't judge me). The stain is a testament to the motel's history. It's a visual representation of all the people who have stayed there, the stories they've told, and the things they've spilled. It's a little bit gross, but also… fascinating. I'm pretty sure I dreamt about that stain.
I'm not sure if they'll ever get rid of it. And, honestly, I hope they don't. It's part of the charm. It's part of the *experience*. It's the stain that launched a thousand (well, maybe a few) thoughts. You'll probably stare at it too. And you'll wonder.
Overall, Would You Recommend the Color Country Motel?
