The Noon-Collins Inn, originally built in 1834 as a judge’s residence, was also a YMCA, a small library before it became the bed and breakfast it is today. In 2024, it cost US$122.10 for a night. I called to make the booking, but they requested that I just do it online through Expedia. When I booked, they asked us to call ahead to let them know when we would arrive. I told them in a note that it would be 7 or 8 and called on the day of to let them know 7:30.
The parking lot belonging the inn is directly behind the building and inaccessible from the front of the building. If you go around the block, there is a public parking lot at the corner. The Noon-Collin’s Inn’s private inn parking lot is next to it and helpfully labeled with a sign.
The innkeeper, who introduced himself as Lew and was referred to by the others as Mr. Ridley, had me sign a credit card receipt after he inspected the numbers on my physical card that I used to book.
We were assigned to Room 4, the Red Room. The room was certainly aged— the building was built in 1833— but also spacious and clean. The mantle was dusted and everything I touched was clean. The only dirty thing I could see was something stuck on the carpet about 3 hands in under the bed.
They kindly rolled a cot into the room just in case. My daughter insisted on sleeping with me, as I had guessed she would, so we did not try the cot and have no comments on it.
They furnished the rooms beautifully and have little tidbits around about the history.
There are not many things very near to this inn. In fact, one booking website advertised the closest “attraction” as the Cumbria County Courthouse, which I suspect is not a common holiday destination.
We took a walk to the Sheetz at 8 to get our toddler some milk and discovered that the only other places open at this time appeared to be bars. We did spot one sheriff’s vehicle on the way to and one regular police vehicle on the way back.
Breakfast (at 8:30 sharp, the innkeeper had reminded us last night) was a delicious affair in a pretty dining room. On the lovely lace were three settings. The inn gave our daughter two cushions to make her taller, which was helpful and creative. We asked for a straw and milk, and they found a little cup for my daughter. We had orange juice, water, and were offered coffee or tea. It is difficult to go wrong with a fresh breakfast!
They asked us to put the key on the counter where we checked-in to check out. We did so, but they saw us leave and stepped out to say good-bye.
On the day of the stay, during the drive over, I read a few bad reviews that basically complained that the owners of this inn are hoarders. I disagree and I think the writers of the hoarding complaints might live in minimalist spaces. The inn was what I expected and the history collected that guests can look at is part of what makes this sort of stay special.
