I dicovered Hotel Packwood only about 3yr ago after staying at other places in town for at least 4 yrs. I have to say it is one of the great 'finds' as a place to stay, both the rooms and Marilyn, the owner. Granted, it is an old hotel and most of the rooms use a shared bathroom, but it is mere feet away and rarely involves a wait. The 'old, lived in' feeling of warmth and history just add the charm of this place. No, it's not new, it has a few creaks in the floor here and there, but everything is clean and fresh and every nook and cranny, (and the mantle) has historical and just plain fun stuff. Marilyn has just recently put in new windows which keeps the rooms warmer in the winter I'm told. I plan to find this out myself this year, if I can. My favorite room is #6, with the 'Teddy Rosevelt' rocking chair. (Teddy Rosevelt stayed here on a visit west and the hotel is an historic landmark).Very comfortable to sit and read if you wish to stay in your room and there is an almost endless supply of mostly older, one of kind, books on shelves in the hall and some rooms, or just watch TV. The main area downstairs has a microwave and small shared frig. There is coffee, hot chocolate, and tea, silverware, papertowels, glasses, coffee mugs, etc. WiFi is available. It is also a most wonderous place to sit in the mornings, and more especially evenings, and just talk with other travelers. On the last of my several summer visits, I talked with people from Missouri, the east coast, mushrooms pickers (facinating info), and hikers from just about everywhere. While I still do some backpacking, I have to admit that hot running water and the people I meet in the living room are more and more attractive as I turn 64. The south entrance to Mr. Rainier is just 7 miles away and the Sunrise area is my favorite side of the mountain for hiking, camping and backpacking anyway. Marilyn is an awsome teller of some of the history of the area. Ask her about the gentleman that still comes to continue looking for D.B. Cooper and the missing money. Another great point is that the Hotel Packwood is in the center of town, so to speak. Within walking distance to everything. Just watch out the the elk at any time of day but especially at night. They are VERY BIG, and often within 20 feet of you (it will be very tempting, but don't do anything foolish like approach them. They really are wild). A hundred feet brings you to the Blue Spruce, a down home type bar with better than average food. The 'Spruce' has become my regular dinner hangout and I stay at Hotel Packwood so often in the summers now that the real people in town have started to recognize me and include me in conversations which adds to the fun for me. There is entertainement on some fri and/or sat nights. Across the street is the Cruizer, a pizza place that also has other foods and an OK breakfast (ask Marilyn for a breakfast coupon). Down the street a little further is Peters Inn. It has breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I usually eat brkfast here, and often stop in to have their great homemade pie during the day or evening. Tho I recently had a really disappointing prime rib dinner. There is enterainment here on some nights also. There are more places opening up that I haven't tried yet. There are several other types of stores also. Grocery, antique, resale, etc and more. Again, all within walking distance. Ask Marilyn about things to do in the area, with children or without. She knows what is around to do and see. One of the reasons I started coming to the Hotel Packwood were the rates, from about $30 (small, 3 bunkbeds - comfortable, I stayed in this room on a spontaneous visit this summer) to about $50 (small room with bathroom), but it is everything about the place, especially Marilyn, that keeps me coming back again and again. It is an old place, but If you want a place that adds to your visit instead of just being a place to stay, this is it. Oh, and don't forget the wrap around covered porch where you can sit and enjoy the conversatons and beverage of your choice with others and have a chance of seeing the elk down the street eating everyones flowers.