Holiday Inn Staunton Conference Center
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... br> We got as far as Harrisonburg, Virginia where we found a nice little KOA cabin to take shelter in. Now, apparently this KOA was special because not only was there a great place to eat near by, but they actually did deliveries to the KOA! Once we found this out we took the chance to have a nice hot meal brought to our door. And no regrets were had that night.
... rocks and we couldn't see where we had to step. They were also huge leaves so sometimes it felt like I was going snowboarding down the mountain on leaves. I have little feet so this wasn’t a problem for Chris. Haha! The views at the top of the trail were fantastic and we took some great photos. When we got to the bottom of the trail we met an Appalachian hiker that had been on the trail for 5 days. He was super sweet and asked us for a ride ...
... in the Rocky Mountains and traveled around the world, including the Andes and Himalaya Ranges in the last two years, the Appalachians just seem like hills. They’re still pretty, but breathtaking has long not been a word I can use to describe them. I can still say "aaah", though.
There were a few minor sights in the valley I wanted to stop to see while the weather was still leaving some to be desired before driving the Skyline Drive on the forecast sunny day. ...
... get a photo of something official to prove I’d actually been in West Virginia! … and then I was in Virginia about 10 minutes later, still on a busy freeway.
I finally took another break at the Virginia Museum of the Civil War. All I did was get a map, walked around a bit and take a few photos but I did not get back on the freeway. I drove through Harrisonburg and then it was back to secondary roads for me. The terrain ...
... wear that makes them that way. I have walked through metal detectors bare foot, beltless and holding up my pants and have been stopped and patted down, or at other times fully shod, belted, wearing my watch and a piggybank of coins in my pocket and have been waved through as if I were a dairy cow on the way to the milking shed.
Immigration officials are mostly all the same, humourless clerks masquerading as border police. ...