One thing that stands out to me from all the family vacations we took as kids are the experiences surrounding our stay at a family-run motel in Show Low, Arizona. Now when we were kids that place was like a mecca to us. We often met up with our grandparents and cousins since it was a perfect halfway point between us. My dad quickly became friendly with the owners and so we were able to book a whole block of rooms at a price each family could afford.
Now I have to be clear when I say that the hotel was far from perfect. The toilets were old and sounded like an explosion when they were flushed and the décor was standard roadside motel complete with threadbare carpeting and watercolor paintings. But at the end of the day the six of us piled into one small room crammed with sleeping cots and suitcases and slept soundly through the night.
I was reminded of these experiences in earnest on our recent trip to Minnesota. My husband, son and I took a much needed eight-day vacations a few weeks ago to visit the twin cities. We love the city, but but stayed in the suburbs as we prefer the great outdoors to towering skyscrapers.
I had booked a “name brand” hotel online months before we left after careful research on its location and online reviews. We stayed there a total of two nights before we decided to look for a new place to rest our heads. I am not a picky person, but I had a two-year old who refused to sleep in the same room as us. The second night he stood up in his crib and asked repeatedly where we were and sang songs until he finally wore himself out. My husband and I lay chuckling in a bed only separated from his by a dinky little half wall. Bottom line: we needed two rooms.
We came across a small family-run hotel a town over and decided to call and see if they had a suite available. We were pleasantly surprised when she offered us the two-room suite and then proceeded to tell us the price – which was far less than what we were paying for one room at our other hotel. The rooms were quiet and roomy; every day we woke up and were greeted by the hotel owners (who quickly took a liking to our son) and we returned every night, exhausted, but to a freshly cleaned bed and extremely quiet and peaceful little sanctuary.
One of the biggest money-saving and vacation-saving tips I could give to families who travel is to look for these hidden gems. They often don’t make it onto the big travel sites or grace the pages of well-known travel guides. Yet there is a pride of ownership that is unmatched when you visit these family-run establishments. Beyond that, there is something to be said for supporting local businesses and families like the one we met. They work hard to provide for their families and are often much more willing to negotiate on price since each empty room costs them money.
I had initially seen the hotel when I was doing my research, but had disregarded it because it wasn’t a known hotel chain. Even though the family-run hotel was much older, it was so well maintained and cared for it far and beyond made up for the dated artwork and salmon-colored carpet. It lacked the frills of room service, but came with the sweetest built-in concierge service you could possibly ask for. It is true that locally-owned hotels are often harder to find, but the end result makes all that worth it. Try using local online phone books, or perusing ad sites if you can’t find any online. They also often sit on the outskirts of towns or in the suburbs if you are looking to stay near a big city. And don’t forget to negotiate the price on your stay and to spread the word if you enjoyed your time there!
