This review is going to be all about sounds. Why? A little humor and pizzazz always makes reading fun (wink).
Pshhhhh is the first sound that comes to mind, followed by a close thbbft (raspberry). All those sounds are to say that I wasn't impressed with the joint. I know face masks definitely take away from customer service but the only indication the guy who checked me in had a pulse, was that he was standing. Bahhh!!! Hardly any words exchanged, aside from the prerequisite, "I need a credit card. Here are your keys."
We get to the room and it's really clean, ahhhh (heavenly choir). That is definitely high on the priority list, especially with coronavirus. So that is why this place gets the three stars over the two star rating.
Aside from that, I only wish that I would've taken a picture of one of the signs in the room. It would have been epic in two ways. One, it was kind of that polite passive aggressiveness that makes me hnpfh aka smirk.
Two, it highlights the overall experience-insert eye roll here.
So the sign goes something like this...snort, huh huh huh (chortle): Each room is equipped with wonderful items and as a result, many people may want to purchase them. Here are the following items one may want to purchase with the associated costs.
Pillow ($30)
Hair dryer ($35)
Towel ($20)
If we find that any of these items are not accounted for upon your departure, we will take that to mean we are authorized to charge the card on file.
Psssss...what?! Hahahhaah! It sounds like sibling were fighting and then came up with intricate rules as to how to proceed!! It reminds me of that "Simpsons" episode when Bart and Lisa are fighting. Bart starts kicking the air then Lisa stars swinging her arms in a circle and they both start coming at each other (neither responsible if the other person gets close enough to get kicked or hit). I digress...but I love that scene (blink eyes, tilt head slightly to the side, look romantically into the air as to reminisce about a favorite childhood cartoon).
First of all (insert soundless neck movement), I'm not gonna steal your stuff. This is not the Ritz Carlton, this isn't even the Holiday Inn....woweee it's the Quality Inn aka probably not as good as what you personally own. Just sayin' folks, just sayin'. But thanks for the laugh....tehee! It was some good comic relief from the four hour car trip I just made with a four year old.
Okay, I'll get serious. The room had the bare minimum of everything. One towel per person, one bar of soap, no extra blankets, etc. I'm all about not wasting but if your towels are so great, give me another one for my hair! The lighting left something to be desired, no standing lamps either. Not a big deal if you didn't rock those sparse 90's eyebrows. Big deal if you need a good light source to correct the above mentioned 90's eyebrows (gotta throw in a little self-deprecating humor).
The room we stayed in made it challenging to get a good night's sleep because I kept hearing car chirps and beeps, along with rhythmic door slams and a blast of headlights to the window and door that didn't seem to shut all the way (thank goodness for those latches).
All in all, it was clean and very close to where I needed to be. It served its purpose. The end!
Bonus info: I called the main drag near the hotel "the grease strip." Every imaginable fast food restaurant chain exists on both sides of the road. I didn't indulge but a word of caution...the toilet paper is one ply (rimshot and hee hee, ha ha, huh huh)! read more