Located at Union Square, walking the short trek from the end of the Winter Fancy Food Show found me exhausted and ready to collapse into my bed. I entered the room to find almonds, dried fruit, and chocolate covered strawberries in martini glasses waiting for me beneath the TV and next to a lovely coffee machine. And then I took a nap in that ridiculously comfortable, fluffy bed and at least felt ready to face my afternoon.
My room was a spacious rectangle corner room, separated into smaller spaces by the furniture. There was space for entertaining guests with two chairs and a sofa, a decently appointed bathroom, and a desk and dresser. I ended up having four friends visit, and it never felt cramped or uncomfortable.
The small touches for comfort are everywhere. The soap is shaped into thin green leaves that fit comfortably into my hands. The windows were floor to ceiling, but the curtain rods were easily accessible without lifting my arm. I had a view over Union Square, which also meant I could watch the ice skaters in the morning. (I also had a busker drumming away outside, but that wasn’t the hotel’s fault.) It was also my first hotel room with its own chandelier.
Beyond the rooms, I visited the gym, a sleek space I wish I had been alert enough to use, especially as I could have used a few minutes in their steam room. There’s also range of restaurants, from Michael Mina’s steakhouse, Bourbon Steak, to old school cocktail rooms and more traditional hotel dining spaces. The Westin St. Francis even has shops on the ground floor, including jewelry, luxury purses, and even a Victoria’s Secret.
The Westin is part of the Starwood hotel group, so definitely join their system as a Starwood Preferred Guest before you check in. It’s a great way to decrease problems with travel – as well as your suitcase load. I could have had running shoes and workout attire delivered for $5, or joined in on a staff led morning run. I could even have planned the bed to my needs. It’s rather spiffy, and free to join.
It’s a hotel of history, of restored crystal globe chandeliers, that iconic spherical clock, of sharply dressed individuals bustling about to important events. You felt like you were part of something amazing simply by walking in the front door. And you couldn’t escape the history, from the original phones to the information about how the restaurants affected San Francisco’s social scenes for decades.
I left feeling like I had barely begun to scratch the surface of this amazing hotel, and can’t wait for a chance to learn more of its secrets.
Westin St. Francis
335 Powell St
San Francisco, CA 94102