When you drive up to the Hotel Dylan, your first reaction will be to say, I’m staying here? While the outside looks like your typical roadside motel – SPOILER ALERT – it is so far from it!! Walking into the hotel is like walking into the 70s but a much chicer version. I am not talking dirty hippies who haven’t showered and are sitting in the grass (although I am sure you could do that outside by the lovely fire pit haha). I’m referring to the open arms and warm embrace that this era was none for. And like the “Me Decade,” everyone is welcome here.
Each room in the hotel is named after a different artist from the Woodstock era. I had the pleasure of staying in the Van room, which was fitting as I am a “brown eyed girl.” Which brings me to some real talk. I desperately need the designer to come to my house! Like, it was beyond wow – I didn’t want to leave! I could just lay and listen to records all day, because yes, there is a record player in the room with a selection of records. I won’t bore you with a written documentary of every detail, because if you are like me, you like pretty pics more than words…or Cliff’s notes – remember those? Totally got me through The Picture of Dorian Grey. But I digress.
For dinner, we ate at their Mexican restaurant on property called the Santa Fe. And like everything else at Hotel Dylan, it was AMAZING! P.S. If you stay at the hotel, you get 20% OFF your meal, and we all know I love a good deal!
As for things to do, the hotel is situated five minutes from the sleepy and hippy town of Woodstock. In town, there is a variety of vegan food and dye tye – both which I loved! For the adventurous, there is a mountain range that you can hike the 2.5 miles to the overlook. I decided to attempt the venture up this incline – dying five minutes in – but determined to get up there (if anyone knows me, you know how stubborn I can be). Cursing myself for not bringing a proper hiking outfit – and still dying but a solid 2.49 miles in – I saw signs for “beware of rattlesnakes.” Considering I am deathly afraid of snakes, even worms cause give me the hebejebes, I still continued on due to my friend’s pressure, but was basically paralyzed in fear. I can confidently say I made it to the top but instantly stood on a table for fear snakes would crawl up to me or fall from the trees (irrational, I know.) But, after awhile (aka 2 minutes), I couldn’t take it any longer. Adrenaline pumping, I bolted all the way down those 2.5 miles in about 20 minutes. Needless to say, my legs were sore the next two days, but what a great work out!
Overall, Hotel Dylan and the town of Woodstock is the *perfect* getaway from NYC and an even better alternative for a summer weekend (i.e. if you’re looking to escape the WASP life that is the Hamptons). Instead, you can peacefully relax, and listen to the soulful music of yesteryear.