Sanford's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn Review (NC)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the rabbit hole that is the Sanford, NC Days Inn – the BEST Kept Secret, supposedly. I love that title; it immediately sets expectations that are, let's be honest, probably a little off from reality. But hey, doesn’t that just add to the fun? Let's get messy, shall we?
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(The Rambling, Honest Review Begins - Prepare Yourself!)
Alright, let's cut to the chase: accessibility is a HUGE deal for me (long story involving a rogue curb, but we'll save that for another time). So, this Days Inn… How's it doing? Generally, they say they have facilities for disabled guests. Elevators? Check. But finding specific details is like trying to wrangle a greased pig at a county fair. I'm talking about specifics! Is there a wheelchair-accessible ramp to the front door? What about the pool? Is it accessible or you can only gaze at it longingly? Look, I need DETAILS. It's frustrating that more hotels don't just spell it out in easy-to-find, clear language. Makes it hard to plan, you know?
Accessibility: While the website hints at it, I'd recommend calling ahead and grilling the front desk thoroughly. Don't just take their word for it! Ask about specific room features, the pool access, etc.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: … Let's go with "not likely." The website is suspiciously silent on the topic. We'll circle back. Sigh.
Wheelchair accessible: Potential, but verify, verify, VERIFY. Don't assume!
Now, the Internet Saga… (Oh boy.)
Internet Access: "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" Hallelujah! …Or so you'd think.
**Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!: ** Yup, they advertise it. But in my personal experiences, sometimes "free" equals "painfully glacial." Think dial-up in the age of fiber. My patience, my friends, can only go so far.
Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services: See above, but with a healthy dose of cynicism. Expect sporadic connectivity, especially during peak hours. Bring a book. Or twelve.
Wi-Fi in public areas: Might be better than in the rooms? Maybe. But again, my faith is shaky.
Things to do, ways to relax… (cue the pool, maybe?)
Swimming pool: Outdoor! The website shows a picture. That's a good sign, right? I hope it's clean and not filled with suspiciously green water. My inner child is cautiously optimistic.
Pool with view: Unlikely. It's Sanford, not the Riviera. Let's be realistic.
Gym/fitness: They claim to have one. "Fitness center" sounds fancier, doesn't it? But my guess is it's a small room with a treadmill, a rusty elliptical, and a lonely weight bench.
Spa, Spa/sauna, Sauna, Steamroom, Massage, Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: …Alright, hold your horses. I'm pretty sure we're veering into "Best Kept Secret - Because It Doesn't Exist" territory. Maybe there's a single masseuse on call… I'm joking!
Cleanliness and Safety – The Pandemic Edition:
Right, let's get serious. COVID times, am I right? And I am always one to double down on this area, cause sometimes the best experiences are formed from overcoming a challenge.
Anti-viral cleaning products: They say it. That is what they should say. Do they actually use them? Who knows! But I'm hoping they are.
Breakfast in room: Now that's a perk. This is the kind of thing that makes a hotel memorable.
Breakfast takeaway service: This is a great way to improve your experience, especially after a long drive.
Cashless payment service: Yay. I'm all for not touching physical money. I do not want to think about the germs that travel between hands.
Daily disinfection in common areas: Essential. Crucial.
Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit: Essential. Crucial.
Hand sanitizer: Hopefully readily available, but probably in those tiny, disappearing dispensers.
Hot water linen and laundry washing: Good. Good.
Hygiene certification: Would be very reassuring, but I doubt it.
Individually-wrapped food options: Necessary.
Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Try to enforce it, please.
Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays: These are essential!
Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Needed. Definitely needed.
Shared stationery removed: Smart move.
Staff trained in safety protocol: Let's hope so!
Sterilizing equipment: Would be nice to see, but probably behind the scenes.
Okay, so it LOOKS good on paper. Implementation is another beast entirely. This is where the reviews are crucial (and where I start to REALLY read them, rather than just skimming keywords).
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – The Culinary Adventures (Or Lack Thereof)
Restaurants: They have a few?
A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, 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: … Okay, this is a lot of options to claim. Let's say the "Best Kept Secret" is the incredibly optimistic expectations set here.
Breakfast [buffet]: Ah, the heart of the motel experience. Will it be a glorious spread of scrambled eggs and waffles? Or will it be questionable pre-packaged pastries and lukewarm coffee? This is the question that keeps me up at night.
Room service [24-hour]: I'm skeptical.
Services and Conveniences – The Extras (or Maybe Not)
Air conditioning in public area: Essential in North Carolina.
Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Indoor venue for special events, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: A LOT of words, but realistically, I'm guessing the "convenience store" might consist of a vending machine.
Getting to the Room, and What's IN It – The Nitty Gritty
Available in all rooms, Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens: Okay, so this is pretty standard fare. Air conditioning? Check. Coffee maker? Hopefully. Free Wi-Fi? We've already discussed this, haven't we? The basics are likely covered
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. We're talking Days Inn by Wyndham Sanford, NC, and my brain, and let me tell you, it's a wild combo. This is less "scheduled event" and more "organized chaos" with a healthy dose of "what even am I doing here?"
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of a Motel
- 1:00 PM: Ugh. Finally. Arrive at the hallowed halls of the Days Inn. Sanford, NC. I'm not sure how I ended up here, but here I am. Check-in. The front desk lady – bless her heart – seems like she's seen some things. Probably more than I have, for sure. The air conditioning is blasting like a winter blizzard, a desperate attempt to fight off the Sanford heat. My room… well, let's just say it exists. It has all the usual suspects: bed (looks… functional), TV (I'll check the channels later, assuming I can figure out how to work the remote). The bathroom is a slightly questionable mix of clean and possibly-haunted.
- 1:30 PM: Okay, unpacking. A ritual I always approach with a mixture of optimism and the creeping sense that I've brought too much. And let's be honest, I probably have. The closet rod looks like it’s holding on for dear life. I'm already picturing a suitcase landslide. Speaking of, I should probably avoid the suitcase. It will probably cause a mess.
- 2:00 PM: Snack break. Essentials only. I'm currently living off of a bag of chips and a mini-fridge water bottle that tastes suspiciously like plastic. This is fine. It's all going to be fine.
- 2:30 PM: Channel surfing. Found a true crime show and I'm in.
- 4:00 PM: Contemplating the meaning of life while staring at the parking lot. There's a guy power-washing his beat up truck. He seems content. I am not.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. The options are limited. Maybe a decent diner?
Day 2: Sanford's Charm (or Lack Thereof) and the Quest for Decent Coffee
- 8:00 AM: Coffee run. Now, this is a serious problem. Motel coffee is its own special circle of hell (I had a terrible cup). Desperate times call for desperate measures. I'm on a mission.
- 8:30 AM: Coffee acquired. (I'm not saying where I got it, but it involved a drive-thru and a prayer.)
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Exploring Sanford. Now, I went to a local coffee shop. The owner was delightful. Chatty and kind. And the coffee? AMAZING. He suggested I go to the local park. So, I did. It's lovely. I'm getting soft.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch: local diner-ish place. I ate a burger that was fine. The people watching was excellent.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Deep Dive. I decided to fully embrace the Sanford experience. I drove around. The streets are quiet. The houses are… well, let's say diverse in their architectural choices. I saw a very large, very fluffy dog sitting in a pick-up truck and wanted to give it a hug, but was far too awkward and just kept driving.
- 4:00 PM: Back to the motel. I'm tired. Did I mention I'm tired?
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. It's the same as last night, except this time I added a side of fries.
Day 3: The Glorious Implosion of My Sanity (and a Surprisingly Good Memory)
- 8:00 AM: Coffee. Same place as yesterday. I now know the barista’s name. This is progress.
- 9:00 AM: I somehow got sucked into watching some kind of religious program on TV this morning. I don't even know what it was about.
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: I was going to visit the local historical society, but I found a thrift store. It had a surprisingly good selection of old books. I also found a ceramic cat that looks vaguely terrified. Obviously, I bought it.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch. I'm currently eating leftovers from last night. This is my life now.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: THE DRIVE. I finally did the drive. It's a scenic route apparently. The views are lovely. I was so happy.
- 4:30 PM: Back in the motel room and everything is just… fine. I'm starting to get used to the peeling wallpaper. I'm almost… content, maybe even… dare I say… comfortable.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner: Same as last night, but I bought a tub of ice cream. I'm living the dream.
- 6:30 PM: This show seems to be dragging.
- 7:30 PM: I saw a squirrel.
- 8:00 PM: Bedtime.
Day 4: Departure and the Uncertain Future
- 8:00 AM: Coffee. The ritual continues.
- 9:00 AM: Packing. This is where the "too much" thing comes back to haunt me.
- 10:00 AM: Checking out. Saying goodbye to the front desk lady. I actually feel a little sad. Weird.
- 10:30 AM: Sanford, NC. I will remember you. Possibly. Maybe. It was… an experience. A messy, slightly awkward, often frustrating, and sometimes surprisingly lovely experience.
- 11:00 AM: The Open Road. On the way home. More adventures await. And hopefully, better coffee.
Alright, spill the tea! Is the Days Inn in Sanford, NC actually, like, a *secret*? What's the big mystery?
Secret? Nah, not *secret* secret. More like… a place you stumble upon when you're road-trippin' and your GPS yells, "You're here!" or you're suddenly desperate. It’s not exactly a well-kept one, more like a well-forgotten one. Okay, maybe it *felt* secret when I was stranded there at 2 AM during the Great Sanford Motel Meltdown of '17. Let's just say a few other places were booked solid.
So, what's it *actually* like? Don't beat around the bush!
Okay, okay. It’s… a Days Inn. You know the drill. Think: your grandma's house after she's been gone for a month and the cleaning lady just... missed a few spots. The carpets? Questionable. Let's just say they've SEEN things. Curtains? Probably the original ones from the 80s. The air conditioning *works*, thank the sweet baby jesus. And the pool? Well, you *can* dip your toes in it and make a quick run for the room, but I wouldn't recommend taking a swim for more than 5 min. The chlorine smell could probably knock a small cow out.
Let's talk about the breakfast. Is it the standard continental despair, or…
Oh, honey. Continental despair is putting it *mildly*. Imagine a breakfast buffet designed by someone who actively hates breakfast. Stale bagels that could double as doorstops? Check. Syrup so thin it’s practically water? Double check. The waffle maker… oh, the waffle maker. I swear, it’s the hotel equivalent of a haunted oven, belching out misshapen, vaguely-brown, vaguely-edible excuses for waffles. (Note to self: pack a protein bar next time).
What about the staff? Are they friendly, or are they harboring secrets of their own?
Honestly? Their personalities are probably the best thing about the place. The lady at the front desk was an absolute sweetheart, like a Southern mama bear. I swear, she actually *smiled* when I asked for extra towels. And the cleaning staff? I overheard them gossiping one morning, and they were all laughing. I felt like I was home!
The pool! Tell me about the pool! Is it a refreshing oasis, or a biohazard zone?
I already said…it’s…well, it's *there*. I dipped my toes in. It was… murky. The tiles were *a lot* greener than they were supposed to be. There was that distinct chlorine smell, but mixed with an undertone of…something else. Something swampy? I'm not sure. Let’s just say I didn’t linger. I went back to the room and took a looooong shower just to make sure I was clean. It's a gamble, folks. A true gamble.
Let's get real: Did anything *really* bad happen? What was it like staying there for one night?
Oh, it was a disaster. Picture this: I get in late, dead tired after a long drive. The room… well, as I mentioned before, it wasn't exactly pristine. The air conditioning was a sputtering beast. Like, *really* sputtering. It made this high-pitched whine that I swear made my fillings vibrate. The sheets? Crinkly. Like, *really* crinkly. You know that feeling when you're trying to sleep, you're exhausted, and everything just… irritates you? That was me. I ended up sleeping on top of the covers. I even used the hotel's comforter as a makeshift sheet. And then… the roach. I swear, I saw a roach skitter across the bathroom floor. It was tiny, yes, but the principle!!! I *screamed.* I’m a grown adult, yelling at a tiny cockroach. I thought I was going to lose it. I called the front desk (super sweet night person). they gave me another room (It smelled like mildew, oh boy). I didn’t sleep a wink, I just kept thinking about what I had just seen. I checked out at 6 AM. I told myself to never ever, under any circumstances, stay there ever again.
Okay, is there *anything* good about the Days Inn in Sanford? Anything?!
Alright, alright, to be fair… the location. It's *convenient*. It's near… things. And, as I mentioned, the staff were lovely. And, on a completely superficial note, it's cheap. Like, *really* cheap. If you are truly desperate and on a budget, and you’re only in town for a hot minute and don’t mind, let’s say, a slightly… worn… experience... then maybe, *maybe* the Days Inn in Sanford will do. (But bring your own air freshener, seriously).
Would you stay there again? Be honest, now.
Look, I'm an honest person. And right now, the memory of that damn roach… it's burnt into my brain. I would probably risk getting some nasty disease before I would stay there. So, no. Never again. However, if the Sanford Motel Meltdown of '23 strikes, and it's the only place left? Okay, maybe with a HAZMAT suit. But never again. Just…no.
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