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“The Greenbrier looks like the White House on steroids, which is okay, because it means there is room for about 1,400, rather than just one family.”
THE GREENBRIER AND THE HOMESTEADBY PILGRIM BEHN
In the cooler months there is an undeniable
allure to large-scale resorts with lots of
indoor and outdoor activities, great public
rooms, long sweeping hallways, varied dining
and spa options, and at least a fireplace or two.
This won’t be new to many locals, because
both The Homestead and The Greenbrier
have been hosting Washingtonians for decades.
Babies have grown into grandparents over the
course of dozens of family visits to celebrate
birthdays, weddings, holidays, and simple
seasonal getaways. The driving distance to
both resorts is just over four hours and almost
entirely on highways that meander through
handsome mountain terrain. Both resorts are
suitable for extended visits, but ideal for a
long-weekend, for couples, extended families,
or solo travelers.
Knowing both the Homestead and the
Greenbrier well, but having not checked in
for a few years, I revisited both in late autumn
to find out what’s new - and old - because old
isn’t a bad thing in a venerable resort. We tend
to go to such places precisely because of their
old-world charms, and while we want them to
be up-to-date, we don’t expect or want them
to be ahead of trends.
HISTORY
Both resorts have rich histories, but
The Homestead, opened in 1766, has more,
including that most famous Virginian, Thomas
Jefferson, who was a dinner guest in 1818. A
handsome library outfitted with chess tables
and chairs has framed photos of notable guests.
The Greenbrier opened in 1778, but can match
The Homestead in VIPs, not least because
every president since Dwight Eisenhower has
stayed in its Presidential Suite.
While approximately the same in size and
scope, the resorts are different in sensibility.
It’s like comparing the Chevy Chase Club
to Congressional. Southern hospitality is
the gracious mandate at both hotels – and
both do it well – but if they had to be
specifically defined it would probably be that
The Homestead is more genteel, while The
Greenbrier is grander. The Homestead is made
of colonial red brick with white trim, there
are rocking chairs on verandas, and the great
hall lobby is a scramble of happy toddlers. It’s
nestled in a valley in the Allegheny mountains,
and a cozy aura prevails. In white stucco, The
Greenbrier looks like the White House on
steroids, which is okay, because it means there
is room for about 1,400, rather than just one
family. Everything is big – the ten lobbies,
dining rooms, guest rooms, lawns, pool, fitness
center and spa – but it never feels daunting.  |