The Chestnut Hill Hotel

Chestnut Hill, an upscale village on Philadelphia’s western edge, feels far away from the city’s urban decay, yet a decidedly non-suburban sophistication seems to imbue all the little shops, galleries, restaurants and antique stores along Germantown Avenue. Just beyond the main drag, you’ll find stone mansions, a beautiful old college and a fine arboretum, complete with model trains, a rose garden and a temple to Mercury. All in all, Chestnut Hill makes a great place for a sophisticated weekend of shopping and exploring.

Best of all, most chains are forbidden. The one hotel, the aptly named Chestnut Hill Hotel, is a lovely little indie hotel with a restaurant that is actually enjoyed by locals as much as guests. It’s also adjacent to an indoor farmer’s market (open Thursday, Friday and Saturday) that contains food stands that peddle delicacies straight from the Pennsylvania countryside.

The rooms are lovely, with antique and vintage furniture that fits the whole cobblestone-y vibe of the little hamlet. And despite the whole we're-rich-as-Croesus vibe of Chestnut Hill, the hotel itself appeals to the frugal millionaire that lives in all of us.

Comments

[Jack Payne]

Why is it, among all the travel scams proliferating today, that Las Vegas and Philadelphia destinations are usually legitimate?

I can understand Las Vegas, with all the inducements to gamble. But, why Philadelphia? It makes no sense.

[Melissa]

Not at all sure what you mean by "scam" - but I'm glad Philly doesn't have any.