I’m really, really digging this new wave of design-savvy, clean-lined, beautiful hotels. It makes being away from home/living out of a suitcase not only tolerable, but enjoyable. The fluffy robes don’t hurt, either (nor did the 190-degree Chemex full of Four Barrel Coffee and crisp New York Times waiting for me shortly after waking up). Our time at Halcyon in Cherry Creek (Denver), Colorado was short, but oh-so sweet.
Seven hours of flights/layovers/cab rides put me into Denver/Halcyon at approximately 1:12 a.m. And if we’re being totally honest, the two glasses of wine and notably potent G&T I’d consumed over the course of the evening had made me 10x more tired than any 1:12 a.m. I’d ever known. I finally collapsed in bed at around 1:32 a.m. and whether it was in part due to exhaustion, I can’t say, but – this was one of the most comfortable beds I have ever slept in. I woke up to find a stunning mountainous view just beyond our balcony. (“Which mountains are those,” I inquired to the concierge. “Those would be The Rockies, ma’am…” Oh, you don’t say.)
Each room’s minimalistic design was complimented with genuine leather magazine racks, muted photography, mid-century accent chairs, brass details and a borderline Art Nouveau bathroom. All of which, combined, made for one stunning suite, to say the least. But the hotel’s glamour didn’t stop here. Complimentary beer, wine and spirits? Don’t mind if we do. Fantastic front desk service? You betcha (that mile-high elevation air must do good for these people’s spirits). Case and point: Halcyon was as stunning as it was superb. If you’re headed to Denver, think of no where else.
I’m sorry to say my time spent with these heavenly pillow-topped beds + Chemex-on-command was not longer. However, Vail was calling and the afternoon storm was coming in hot. …well, cold. Onward!