Local hotels sold to Massachusetts-based company
BAR HARBOR Three name-brand hotels have been sold to a hotel management company with an expanding portfolio in New England.
Witham Family Hotels sold two of its Bar Harbor hotels – the Quality Inn and Best Western – and its Ramada in Ellsworth to Giri Properties last month, said CEO David Witham.
“The hospitality industry is starting to rebound after COVID,” he said. “It’s an opportunistic time to both buy and sell.”
These three properties are what the industry calls “flag” hotels, complete with the recognizable brand name and a certain way to run things. Giri appears to specialize in such hotels, owning Holiday Inns, Hampton Inns, other Best Westerns, Comfort Inns, Howard Johnsons and other hotels spanning four states in the region.
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You don’t often find me staying at a Hampton Inn-property, although 42% of Hilton affiliated hotels (number wise) were them as of January 2020 (when we last did the count – read more here).
I have now stayed at two Hampton Inn properties in Mexico over the past two months, and they have performed exceptionally well. However, you don’t see Hilton promoting Hampton Inns’ “
100% Hampton Guarantee” as much as they used to.
You can access Hampton Inn here and here.
It is listed on Hilton’s page (read more here) about Hampton:
There is also another Hampton Inn-page (we got this address from Hilton) where is more prominently displayed:
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Maybe you lost your mind too. There were so many opportunities. Maybe you were hiding from an invisible virus in an oppressive New York apartment, listening to the sirens all night long. In the morning you went for a bike ride through vacant streets and came across a hospital where they were stacking bodies like cordwood. Or maybe you were sheltering-in-place in a small town, Zooming and doom-scrolling into the abyss, trying not to get called a communist by the no-mask mafia. And then you got a call: The one person who made the world make sense was gone.