09/20/2026
In 1892, a man named Morris Partridge turned his family's boarding house on the hill above Augusta, Georgia into a proper inn, and he built it with porches wrapping nearly the whole way around every floor, because he understood something about Southern summers that no architect up north ever quite got right.
Over the next three decades the inn kept growing, room by room, wing by wing, until it became one of the largest wooden hotel structures in the country, a place where winter visitors from up north would come stay for months at a time just to sit on those porches and watch Augusta go by below them. The hotel survived fires, hurricanes, and enough renovations to fill a book, and today it's still standing on that same hill, still wrapped in porches, now run as part of a historic hotel collection instead of a family business.
There's something about a porch that big that makes you understand hospitality wasn't just a word people used, it was an actual piece of architecture, built specifically so you'd never have to choose between being outside and being comfortable.
Have you ever stayed somewhere with a porch like that, the kind built for sitting all afternoon?
