Casper's BEST Kept Secret? This Baymont Wyndham Hotel Will SHOCK You!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving HEADFIRST into the supposed "BEST Kept Secret" – the Baymont Wyndham Hotel in Casper, Wyoming. This… this was an experience, to say the least. And yes, I’m being overdramatic, but hold on, I need to get this out of my system. I'm going to lay it all out, the good, the bad, the Wi-Fi… everything. And oh boy, there's a lot.
Overall Vibe & Initial Impressions: A… Vibe?
Alright, so the title promised "SHOCK," and honestly? It kind of did. Not in the way you'd think, though. More like a gentle, slightly confused "Oh, that's… interesting…" The exterior? Perfectly… beige. The lobby? Functionally appointed. Nothing screamed "BEST KEPT SECRET!" But hey, somebody loved it, right?
Accessibility – Not Screaming, But Whispering
- Wheelchair Accessible: Yes, thankfully. Ramps, elevators, the usual. Seems pretty standard, which is good. You know, being accessible is just… the bare minimum in 2024, isn't it?
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: I think I saw some rooms with modified features, but I didn’t spend an extended amount of time on it.
Internet – The Great Wi-Fi Debate
Okay, let’s get to the important stuff: Internet!
- Free Wi-Fi in ALL Rooms! Oh thank GOD. I need my memes, people. And my work, sadly.
- Internet: Good. But… was it FAST? I’m getting ahead of myself.
- Internet [LAN]: I didn’t see a LAN port. Honestly, who even USES those anymore?
- Wi-Fi in Public Areas: It’s available. I’m guessing it’s probably not the speediest, you know?
- Internet Services: Well, I COULD connect. The speed… we'll get to that.
Okay, so the promised free Wi-Fi was there, a godsend. But the speed? Oh, the speed. Let's call it… adequate. Think dial-up, reincarnated and slightly ashamed of itself. Uploading a single picture felt like waiting for the Second Coming. Seriously, I attempted to upload a selfie to Instagram, and it looked like the app was being attacked by a swarm of digital molasses. My patience? Tested. My sanity? Questioned.
Cleanliness & Safety – Did They Actually Clean?!
Anti-viral cleaning products: Well, I THINK so. There were no visible biohazards lying about.
Daily Disinfection in Common Areas: They said they did. No evidence of a hazmat team swarming the place, so… I assume.
Hand Sanitizer: Yep, everywhere. Good job, Baymont!
Rooms Sanitized Between Stays: Seems like it. No mutant dust bunnies, so… success!
Staff Trained in Safety Protocol: They looked like they knew what they were doing. Which, admittedly, isn’t saying much.
Essential condiments: They were there.
Room sanitization opt-out available: I didn't see any signs. I just assumed they cleaned everything.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – The Hunger Games
Breakfast [buffet]: Ah, the crucial morning ritual! It's the lifeblood of any hotel experience, isn't it? Let’s just say, the breakfast was… a contender. There was a buffet. It had the usual suspects: scrambled eggs (a bit… rubbery), rubbery bacon, and possibly-expired cereal. Okay, it wasn't terrible, but it wasn't winning any culinary awards. Think a slightly sad, but eager, attempt at a breakfast.
Coffee/tea in restaurant: Yep, there was coffee. It was a… choice. Let's leave it at that.
Snack bar: Nope. No snacks. This is where, as a reviewer, my heart breaks. Everyone deserves candy, especially when they're stuck in Wyoming.
Restaurants, A la carte in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurant: Let's just say… I have more to unpack here. There's a restaurant that serves… something. Again, I'd recommend a road trip to get food
Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast service, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: The hotel is missing some of the bells and whistles on offer.
Services and Conveniences – The Swiss Army Hotel
- Air conditioning in public area: Yup!
- Business facilities: I didn't see much, but it's there.
- Concierge: There was someone at the front desk… mostly.
- Daily housekeeping: Yes, thankfully.
- Elevator: Check.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Also, yes.
- Food delivery: Probably not. This is Wyoming, after all.
- Gift/souvenir shop: Nope. Come prepared.
- Luggage storage: They’ll take your stuff.
- Meeting/banquet facilities: Yes, there are.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax – SPA?
- Fitness center: Yes! A gym!
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Yes, there’s a pool! I didn't see anyone in it, though.
- Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Sauna, Pool with view, Body scrub, massage, foot bath, body wrap: This is where the "shock" of the title comes in. This part of the hotel is… missing. You get a pool, and a gym. Maybe the sauna is in the gym? The whole Spa part? Nowhere to be found.
For the Kids – Baby!
- Babysitting service: Probably not.
- Family/child friendly: Sure, it’s a hotel.
- Kids facilities, Kids meal: Nope.
In-Room Awesomeness – The Tiny Cabin Experience
- Air conditioning: Yup.
- Alarm clock: Yep.
- Bathrobes, Slippers: I don’t believe it.
- Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea: They’re there.
- Free bottled water: Bless you, Baymont!
- Internet access – wireless, Wi-Fi [free], Laptop workspace: Oh, the Wi-Fi. It works.
- Mini bar: No dice.
- Non-smoking: Thank goodness.
- Reading light: Yes!
- Refrigerator: I'd like to see one.
- Shower: It was there.
- Soundproofing: Not exactly. I heard… things.
- Wake-up service: They'll wake you up.
Final Verdict: A "Keep Some Expectations Low" Secret
So, the Baymont Wyndham in Casper. Is it the "BEST Kept Secret"? No, not really. Is it a functioning hotel with some… interesting features? Yes. Would I stay there again? Eh… maybe? If I'm desperate, and need a place to crash, it'll do. I'd mostly recommend it if you're a fan of… beige… or maybe just really, really need a cheap place to stay?
If you're expecting a luxury spa experience with flawless Wi-Fi, you might want to adjust your expectations. But if you're looking for something… serviceable? Then go for it. Just… bring your own snacks. And maybe some extra-strength patience.
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Alright, alright, alright… Baymont by Wyndham Casper East, Wyoming. Let's see if we can salvage this thing before it's completely swallowed by the Casper winds. Buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is… well, this is me planning travel, which, as anyone who knows me will tell you, is usually a hot mess, but a beautiful hot mess.
Day 1: Arrival… and Existential Dread (Mostly)
- 15:00 (or thereabouts): Arrive at Casper-Natrona County International Airport (CPR). "International," huh? Makes my flight from… well, from wherever the heck I was flying from (probably feeling sorry for myself on a budget airline) sound a little less pathetic. Find the rental car. Pray it's not the neon orange one I've been secretly wanting, because that would be incredibly embarrassing.
- 15:30 (ish): Drive to Baymont by Wyndham. The drive itself is already… Wyoming-esque. Wide open, big sky, and that immediate feeling of being utterly, completely alone. Start composing the first of many mental apologies for the fact I don't like wide, big anything.
- 16:00 (give or take a 'whoops, missed the exit'): Check in. Pray the room isn't next to an ice machine or a family of screaming toddlers. Fingers crossed for a decent mattress, because sleep is the only escape from the vast, beautiful emptiness. Also, why are hotel lobbies always so cold?
- 17:00 (or earlier, after a quick existential crisis): Okay, first order of business – find food. This is crucial and the only thing I've planned in any real detail. Google Maps tells me there's a Denny's. Denny's. My heart (and stomach) does a little dance of joy. Comfort food is the only way to combat the encroaching loneliness. Order a Grand Slam. Bask in the glow of the American Dream, minus the debt.
- 18:00 (and the afterglow): Try to find a local watering hole. The goal is to people-watch, eavesdrop on fascinating conversations, and maybe… just maybe… have a beer at the bar. I have to get out of this tiny room. I look at the TV: CNN. NO!
- 19:30: Back at the hotel. The bar was… well, it was a bar. The regulars looked like they'd seen things. I bought a beer and sat in a corner, pretending to read a book, but really just staring at the flickering television. Sigh. I'm too old for this. Order pizza to the room. Consider life choices. Try to sleep despite the aforementioned existential dread.
- 22:00: Attempt sleep. Toss and turn, contemplating the meaning of life (or at least, the meaning of my trip). Wonder briefly if the ice machine is taunting me.
Day 2: Into the Wild (Or At Least, the Wild-Adjacent)
- 08:00 (or when my stomach rumbles loud enough to wake me): Breakfast. Maybe the hotel has a free continental breakfast! Or maybe just a stale bagel and some instant coffee. Let's plan for the worst.
- 09:00 (because I need to get out of this room): Okay, the actual plan? Get in the car and go to Independence Rock State Park. This is where the Oregon Trail passed, so I guess it's cool. (Someone told me it's cool, anyway.) Take Pictures, maybe. Probably a lot of pictures because I will feel obligated to do something.
- 10:30 (hopefully I didn't get lost): Arrive to Independence Rock State Park. Try and find a hiking trail? Hope I don't fall and break a hip, because that would be a terrible way to end this trip.
- 12:30: Eat lunch. Sandwich, granola bar, the works. Find a bench with a view, try to appreciate nature (or at least, fake it).
- 13:30: Explore the other stuff. Learn something about history. Maybe find a rock to sit on and just stare.
- 16:00: Back to the hotel for a nap. I'm already tired. I don't know why.
- 18:00: Dinner. Gotta find somewhere to eat. Maybe a real local steakhouse. Or maybe I'll just settle for another burger.
- 21:00: THE CASPER MOUNTAIN! Yes, this is a big thing. I'm going to drive up to Casper Mountain! I've been told this offers incredible views of Casper. I am going to see these views! Pictures, people! Pictures for all!
- 23:00: Go back to the hotel. If I have trouble sleeping, watch a movie.
Day 3: Goodbye, Casper (Maybe I'll Miss You?)
- 08:00: Waking up.
- 08:30: Check out.
- 09:00: Grab a final breakfast.
- 10:00: Drive to the airport.
- 11:00: Return rental car, go to the airport.
- 12:00: Board flight.
- 14:00: Head back home. Reflect on the trip. Remember the silence of the open road. Come to terms with the fact that I'm just not a mountain person.
- After: Begin planning the next trip. Because, you know, there's always another adventure. And probably another logistical nightmare.
And there you have it. A messy, honest, and hopefully somewhat humorous itinerary for my trip to Casper. Wish me luck! I’ll need it… and maybe a double shot of espresso.
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Okay, so… is it actually a "secret"? Like, is entry guarded by ninjas and laser grids?
Hah! Ninja? No, the biggest obstacle to entry is probably the overwhelming scent of… *something*. I can’t quite put my finger on it. Like, old carpet, slightly stale coffee, and a hint of desperation. You know, the usual. And "secret"? Nah. It's right there on the main drag. Unless you consider a place that *no one* seems to be talking about a "secret." Which, let's be honest, is probably more accurate. Finding parking, that's a whole other story.
The article said it was gonna "shock" me. Did it? Like, did I have my mind blown?
"Shock"? Alright, let's unpack that. Did it shock me? Well, it *slightly* shocked me into realizing I’d booked a hotel room I hadn't really researched. I mean, the shock wasn't "OMG, a unicorn is delivering room service!" It was more like, "Huh. Well, this... *is* a hotel." And the *lack* of updates in the room? Solid shock. Picture this: a TV that looks like it predates cable. Buttons stuck. You have to *slap* it to change the channel. That's the shock I'm talking about. And the bathroom... don't even get me *started* on the bathroom. Let's just say the grout and I made a connection, and it wasn't a good one.
What about the *good* stuff? Were there *any* redeeming qualities? Did you, like, enjoy the breakfast buffet?
Okay, okay, I’m not *completely* heartless. The breakfast buffet… uh… look, I'm a sucker for a waffle maker. And, yeah, they had one. And, okay, it was *functional*. It dispensed waffles. They may have slightly resembled something that had been, shall we say, *left out*, but they *were* waffles. And the coffee was… hot? Let's go with hot. The best part? The quiet. A good amount of people were staying, but the dining area was strangely… calm. Maybe everyone was just trying to avoid eye contact with the questionable sausages.
So, the room. Let's hear it about the room. Was it… *clean*?
"Clean"? That's a loaded question, isn't it? Let's say it *appeared* to have been cleaned. Like, someone *attempted* to clean it. The sheets *looked* white. The carpet… well, the carpet had a life of its own, a tapestry of… *stuff*. And the *smell* lingered, as mentioned. It was a mixture of… well, let's just say the smell of "hotel." The bathroom? Ah, yes. Where the grout held secrets I’m not sure I *wanted* to know. I brought my own Lysol wipes, and I'm glad I did. I swear, I may have been able to write my initials in the dust on the lampshade. Again, a connection with the lampshade was made. It was… not a good look.
Were the staff friendly? Helpful? Or were they secretly plotting my demise?
Honestly? The staff were… *present*. They were there. They did their jobs. They weren’t plotting my demise, at least not to my face. The front desk person was perfectly pleasant. The breakfast attendant seemed… tired. But who wouldn't be, facing down those sausages every morning? No major complaints. Not particularly memorable, either. Which, in the grand scheme of things, is probably a win.
Give it to me straight: Would you ever stay there again? Be honest!
Hmm. That’s… a tough one. Look, if I was stranded in Casper, Wyoming, in a blizzard, and it was the only place with a vacancy? Sure, I'd probably stay. Desperate times, desperate measures, right? But would I *choose* to stay there? Let’s just say I'd be seriously comparing rates with the Motel 6 down the road. And checking TripAdvisor… *very* carefully. Probably with a hazmat suit on.
Okay, *really*, what was the *worst* thing about the experience? Spill!
Oh man… there's a contender. Let’s go with a *very* specific anecdote: I dropped a pen under the bed. *Under* the bed. Now, I’m not exactly a germaphobe, but I’m also not a fan of inviting the dust bunnies and whatever else was inhabiting that shadowy space for a meet n' greet. The *amount* of stuff I found? Utterly horrifying. I'm talking… *lost souls* down there. Crumbs. Dust. A rogue sock. The mystery of the lost sock is a common thread of the human story. And, let's not forget the… remnants of a previous guest’s *snacks*. My pen had to *share the space* with this other stuff. That, my friends, was the real "shock". The pen's been sacrificed to the gods of cleanliness. I threw it out the *minute* I was home. Consider that the low point. It wasn't just the filth. It was the *implication* of the cleaning and upkeep. It was a reflection of a carelessness that just… bummed me out, you know?
So… what's the verdict? Is it worth visiting?
Look, if you're looking for a luxurious, spa-like experience, *run*. And maybe take a detour to the Ritz-Carlton. If you're looking for a cheap, functional place to crash for a night, *maybe*. It just… depends on your tolerance for "character," shall we say. Just… bring your own wipes. And a pen you're willing to sacrifice. And lower your expectations. Consider it a… experience. An… *adventure*. You'll have a story to tell. Might be a *slightly* messy story, but a story nonetheless.
Final thoughts? Any last nuggets of wisdom?
Yeah. Pack your own pillow. And maybe a hazmat suit. Seriously, just in case. And remember: "best kept secretStay Collective
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