Seymour's Best-Kept Secret: Unbeatable Days Inn Deals!
Seymour's Best-Kept Secret: Unbeatable Days Inn Deals! - (The Honest Review You ACTUALLY Need)
Okay, buckle up, because I'm about to spill the tea on Seymour's "Best-Kept Secret": Those supposedly "Unbeatable Days Inn Deals!" This isn't your average, run-of-the-mill hotel review. This is real life. This is me, your weary traveler buddy, sharing the good, the bad, and the slightly questionable of my recent Seymour Days Inn adventure. (And let's be honest, "Secret" might be pushing it. It's a Days Inn.)
First Impressions (and Maybe Some Regret…):
The location? Pretty standard for a Days Inn. Accessible. You know, ramps, elevators – the usual (and crucially important!) stuff for anyone who needs it. Plenty of parking, always a plus. Accessibility gets a solid thumbs up – no stairs-based nightmares, thank goodness!
Okay, so you pull up. The exterior looks like a Days Inn. You know, the "we're here!" kind of vibe without being overly flashy. Nothing screams "luxury," but hey, we're here for "Unbeatable Deals," right?
The Room (My Little Box of Existential Dread):
The room itself was…well, it existed. Available in all rooms: Air conditioning (thank GOD), a comfy-ish bed (praise the heavens for the extra long bed option!), and… well, the basics. Complimentary tea and coffee maker – always a win in my book. And the free Wi-Fi? A lifesaver for a digital nomad like myself.
Let's talk details. And let's get real…(I have a confession… I have a slight phobia of motel room bathrooms).** So the bathroom. It had the usual suspects: Bathrobes (a nice touch!), a hair dryer (because frizz is not a good look), and…well, the shower. It worked. That's the most I can say. The water pressure wasn't exactly Niagara Falls, and the tile grout… let's just say I’m glad I brought my own flip-flops. Toiletries were provided, of a basic kind, so if you're picky about your shampoo, BYO.
Minor gripe: The window that opens? Great! Except it also seemed to open directly onto the AC unit, which was a symphony of humming, whirring noises all night. Soundproofing? Debatable. But hey, the blackout curtains did their job, blocking out the harsh Seymour sunrise.
Cleanliness and Safety (The Stuff That MATTERS Now):
Okay, this is where Days Inn is making the effort, in this day and age. And I really appreciate it. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Definitely a comfort. All this stuff gives you a sense of peace of mind, you know? Hand sanitizer stations were everywhere (a definite plus). And hey, the staff wore masks, and there was that whole physical distancing of at least 1 meter thing, so I felt reasonably protected.
I liked that there were safety deposit boxes available. And the smoke alarms were definitely present and accounted for. The CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property – honestly, it made me feel a lot more secure.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Fueling the Adventure):
Breakfast. The holy grail of hotel experiences, right? Well, I have a story. The Breakfast [buffet] was, yes, a buffet (I've had worse) and the breakfast takeaway service saved my bacon (pun intended). The breakfast buffet included some pretty standard fare, mostly. You could choose from Asian breakfast, Western breakfast, there was a coffee machine (thank goodness - the coffee/tea in restaurant was good), and some…interesting pastries. I'm pretty sure that one was a week old.
There was a restaurant, an Asian cuisine in restaurant, and I'm pretty sure there was a salad in restaurant, but I was too scared to go (I've told you about the bathroom!) – the coffee shop provided a quick pitstop, and they had a snack bar that was open. Room service [24-hour], although I'm not sure what time they actually arrived.
Services and Conveniences (Making Life Easier):
The daily housekeeping was decent and efficient. The luggage storage was quite helpful. Concierge, dry cleaning are also available, if you needed them. The convenience store was a blessing for late-night snacks (and maybe a slightly stale pastry).
Things to Do (Because Seymour is a Place, Right?):
Okay, let's be honest. This isn't a resort destination. Seymour's more of a… well, "passing through" kind of town. The hotel had a fitness center, which I, of course, didn’t use (lazy, I know). But the outdoor swimming pool looked tempting, even though I didn't take the plunge. There was also a spa/sauna but I'm not sure what happened to it.
Accessibility (Repeat, Because It's Crucial):
Again, top marks on accessibility. Elevators, ramps, and a general effort to make things easy for everyone. It makes a huge difference. Seriously.
The Verdict (The Big Reveal!):
So, are the Days Inn "Unbeatable Deals" actually unbeatable? Well… maybe. It's definitely a budget-friendly option, especially if you're just passing through or need a place to crash after a long day. The cleanliness and safety measures give you a lot of confidence. So, yes, a great value for the money.
But don't expect the Ritz. Expect a clean, comfortable, and generally safe place to sleep. Maybe bring your own pastry.
Final Score: 3 out of 5 stars (and a tentative recommendation, with a side of "manage your expectations.")
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is Day's Inn Seymour, Indiana, REALNESS, and let's be honest, my expectations are low, and my optimism is fueled entirely by whatever questionable gas station coffee I can find.
Day 1: Arrival, Mild Panic, and the Quest for Wi-Fi
1:00 PM: Arrive at the Days Inn by Wyndham Seymour. Picture this: me, bleary-eyed from the road, probably reeking of stale fast food and existential dread. The lobby? Think "slightly off-kilter, but trying its best." The check-in lady? Sweet, bless her heart, but you can tell she's seen some things. She asked how my day was, and I almost burst out laughing because, lady, you don't want to know. (It involved a GPS that hates me, a wrong turn into a cow pasture, and a desperate need for a bathroom.) The room key? More like a key that would be good for a padlock on something.
1:30 PM: Unpack (mostly just throwing stuff onto the bed). The first order of business: Wi-Fi. This is crucial. I need to update my Instagram, maybe pretend I'm living a more luxurious life than I am, and, you know, actually connect to the internet. The Wi-Fi password: probably involves a random string of numbers and the year the hotel was built. Found it, finally, after three tries. It's spotty, to say the least. The signal is like a shy cat – you get a glimpse, and then it’s gone.
2:00 PM: The inevitable room check. Okay, so the bedspread looks vaguely like it's been involved in a crime, the bathroom is… serviceable (but you know, I'm secretly terrified of the shower curtain), and there's a persistent humming noise that I think is the air conditioning. It's probably just the ghosts of Seymour, Indiana, judging my life choices.
2:30 PM: A walk. Not like a "lovely stroll." More like a "survive the parking lot" expedition. Seymour, at first glance, is… Seymour. Lots of brick buildings, a few fast-food joints, and a distinct lack of anything that immediately screams "must-see tourist destination." But hey, maybe there's something hiding beneath the surface. That's the thing!
3:00 PM: The gas station coffee quest. Gotta fuel those bad moods.
3:30 PM - 5:00 PM: Back in the room. Attempting to work/relax/contemplate the meaning of life. The humming continues. I try the TV. The channels are limited to the very basics. I decide to let it go, I'll just try to sleep it off.
5:15 PM: Dinner at the local diner. I'll try to find one that's not part of a chain. Lord give me strength.
7:00 PM: The existential dread officially sets in. I try to journal. I probably end up writing something like "Seymour: It’s… a place.” Followed by "Where am I?". My lack of planning is shining through.
9:00 PM: Bedtime. The humming persists. I pray for sleep and pray that I don’t wake up with a spider on my face.
Day 2: The Legend of the Train, and the Search for Something… More
8:00 AM: Wake up. Surprisingly, no spiders. Victory! The humming is still there. Breakfast. Continental. Think: stale pastries and questionable fruit that looks like it’s seen better days. This is my life now.
9:00 AM: Today is all about the trains. I'm determined to find SOMETHING interesting. I've heard Seymour has a rich railroad history. I'll find a museum or a landmark or something to justify my existence.
9:30 AM: I found a railroad depot that looks promising. The lady is not very informative. I get a pamphlet, and I decide that it is time for some serious research.
11:00 AM: Head for the local park to contemplate what I've done and why I'm here.
12:00 PM: Lunch. Trying a different local restaurant. Hopefully, it will have better food and better ambiance.
1:00 PM: A nap. I have to.
3:00 PM: Attempt to be productive, get some actual work done. Fail. I think I'm just going to take a quick walk.
4:00 PM: More walking. This time I head in the direction of a rumored "historical landmark."
5:00 PM: The landmark: a rusty sign and a grassy field. Well, that was anticlimactic.
6:00 PM: Dinner at a different diner. This one's better. Sort of. I decide I need a distraction. What's more distracting than a movie?
7:30 PM: Movie and snacks.
9:00 PM: Back to the room. The humming. Ugh. I start scrolling through the internet. YouTube videos of cats. That's what I need.
10:00 PM: Sleep. The humming doesn’t stop.
Day 3: Leaving Seymour, and a Sudden Longing (Maybe?)
8:00 AM: Wake up. Final continental breakfast. Make sure to grab an extra pastry for the road.
9:00 AM: Final sweep of the room. Check under the bed (just in case of spiders). Pack. Close the door. Leave the key. I'm out.
9:30 AM: Hit the road.
10:00 AM: Realize that… I kind of miss the humming. It's weird.
10:15 AM: Stop at a gas station. Grab a coffee, a snack, whatever.
10:30 AM: Contemplate my life choices. Maybe I should move to Seymour. Nah. Still, it wasn't the worst place.
11:00 AM: That was the end of my trip. The end.
Final Thoughts:
Seymour, Indiana, you are… a place. A place where the Wi-Fi is weak, the coffee is questionable, and the ghosts of the railroad apparently love to hum. But hey, it's got character, right? And maybe, just maybe, the next time I'm on the road, I'll secretly miss the Days Inn. Or, you know, maybe not. But it's a memory. And that's something, isn't it? Now, off to my next adventure, wherever that may be!
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