High above Who-ville lies a cave, the Grinch’s cave to be exact. And while he’s busy getting ready to steal gifts this holiday season, he’s allowed Vacasa to host a few lucky and adventurous groups at his rocky residence (we’re a bit better at caring for guests than he is, to say the least).
Limited bookings at this cave just outside Boulder, Utah, opened up December 3, and people certainly marked their calendars—stays were snatched up fast.
Even if you can’t travel to Who-ville this holiday season, be sure to check out the 3D tour, images and Seusstastic details of the Grinch’s cave. To best explain the whimsical wonder that is this residence, we have a note—and traveler tips—from the homeowner himself.
Mister Grinch, here. As we are all painfully aware, the most miserable time of the year approaches. Caroling, candy canes, and, of course, that constant, contagious Christmas cheer. Yuck.
I myself, unlike every other Who, am getting out of town this year—far away from all the holiday hoopla with its fanatical, fantastical fa la la la la, la la la la-ing. Am I stealing Christmas again? Maybe. Am I visiting my Florida beach home? Don’t worry about it.
Either way, good news for you. While I’m gone, you can stay in my cave.
That’s right, the legendary rocky residence of the world’s most famous Who-villain can be your very own holiday hideaway. The halls of my entire cave are decked with all my favorite things—and Max’s, too, of course. Vacasa will take care of everything (because I have no interest or time for that).
My grotto, located at 1957 Mt. Crumpit Dr., is a multilevel, carved-out cave home with one main bedroom, a guest bedroom, and two fully functional, flushable bathrooms (I’m not an animal, you know).
You can play sad songs on my pipe organ and bang on Max’s drum set till the wee hours of the morning.
There's a library full of books you probably won’t read and a chess table where I like to sit and play chess… alone… with my dog…
Each morning you can enjoy the feeling of waking up on either of the two wrong sides of my bed. You can stand and stare at yourself in the mirror, but whatever you do, please don’t touch my custom tailored Turkish green fur pants, or my green fur shoes, or anything else really.
My kitchen is stocked with a few of my favorites. We're talking Who-hash, roast beast, and Who-pudding. Of course, you’ll still need to bring your own food. Plus, the coffee maker makes the best worst macchiato on earth.
So enjoy your stay or don’t, I don’t care. But much to my annoyance, I’m sure Vacasa will make sure your whole stay goes swimmingly.
It takes an adventurous soul to live like me—I mean, I live in an actual cave. Keep these tips in mind when booking your stay.