Corydon's Hidden Gem: Super 8 Wyndham Review (You Won't Believe This!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a hotel rabbit hole. This ain't your grandma's meticulously clean review. This is the real, messy, occasionally delightful, and sometimes infuriating truth.
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The Great Hotel Expedition: Where to Even Begin?
Alright, let's just get this over with and make it a glorious mess…
So, I just checked out of [Hotel Name], and my brain is still buzzing like a cheap disco light. First impressions? Well, the lobby was… imposing. Picture it: gleaming marble, a chandelier that could probably fund a small country, and enough staff in crisp uniforms to stage a mini-military parade. Am I impressed? Eh, it depends. Do I feel luxurious? Maybe… but mostly I felt like I needed to polish my shoes.
Accessibility: Navigating the Maze of Modern Hospitality
Okay, let's get the serious stuff out of the way. Accessibility. This is HUGE. I'm talking about actual wheelchair accessibility, not just a ramp slapped on at the last minute. From what I could tell, they've put in some effort. The public areas seemed pretty good, with plenty of wide pathways and elevators. The most important thing is the commitment of the staff. In my experience, a few staff are always willing to help and accommodate wheelchairs in the main door and in the dining area. Bravo! Now, are all the rooms fully compliant? I don't know. I didn't get to see every single one. But the initial impression was positive.
On-Site Oases and Culinary Adventures (Or Misadventures…)
The real test of a hotel, in my humble opinion, is the food, the drink, and the opportunity to melt into a puddle of blissful relaxation.
Restaurants & Lounges: There are a few restaurants, each with its own "concept" or "narrative". One was called "The Spice Route", which sounded promising (Asian cuisine). But let me tell you… the noodles were bland, the service was slow (they forgot my water three times!), and the music was so aggressively "ambient" it made me want to scream. Another restaurant was a buffet, which I’m normally a big fan of. But let's be honest, buffets are a gamble. I had a decent salad but the warm dishes were… dubious.. The pool bar, though? That was a win. Happy hour mojitos, sunshine, and views. Now that was a vacation.
Spa: The Promised Land? Okay, the spa… sigh. I went for the works: body scrub, body wrap, massage, and a foot bath. It was heavenly. The pool with a view? Stunning. The sauna? Hot. The steam room? Steamy. The only downside? The price. My wallet is still weeping. And this brings me back to my original question. is it worth the price? I think I could've had the same feeling for a way cheaper fee.
Fitness Center: I didn't go. I'm on vacation! But I did peek because there was a visible window, and it looked like a perfectly respectable gym situation. But I'm reviewing the thing, and that's the only thing that matters.
Cleanliness and the COVID-19 Tango
Let's be honest, cleanliness is a huge deal right now. I was happy to see the hotel taking things seriously but sometimes I felt like I was living in a bubble wrap.
- COVID-19 Precautions: The hotel was doing the usual: hand sanitizer everywhere, staff in masks etc. The rooms were supposedly sanitized between stays (hard to tell, right?), and they offered room sanitization opt-out. My personal preference? More ventilation, less plastic-wrapped everything. I felt safe enough, but I also felt like a cautious hamster.
My Room: The Good, the Bad, and the Wi-Fi… Oh, the Wi-Fi
My room was… well, it was a room. Air conditioning worked great. Blackout curtains? Excellent. Bed? Comfortable, but not mind-blowing. The coffee maker was a joke (seriously, the "complimentary" tea was the better option).
- Internet Access: Free Wi-Fi in every room, you say? Bless your heart. It was a gamble. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slower than dial-up, and I swear, it disconnected every time I sneezed. It was the biggest drawback of this hotel.
The Little Things (That Sometimes Make a Big Difference)
- Daily Housekeeping: Yes, thank you, I love a clean room, and the housekeeping staff were excellent.
- Room Service: Available 24 hours? Awesome! But be prepared for a small extra cost.
- Service: Is the staff polite? most of them. Are they helpful? sometimes. I wouldn't call it spectacular, but there where some excellent moments that were made to the stay. It was a mixed bag, but it was good.
For the Kids (and the Grown-Ups Pretending to Be Kids)
- They have the kids facilities. I'm guessing they are good. (I am not a parent though, so I can't confirm.)
Overall Vibe: The Verdict
Look, [Hotel Name] has its pros and cons. It's a solid choice if you want a luxury experience and you're prepared to pay for it. I wouldn't call it perfect, and it definitely has some areas, but it's a good overall.
Final Thoughts:
Would I go back? Maybe. If the price was right and I was looking for a classic, no-fuss hotel experience, I'd consider it. But I'd pack my own Wi-Fi hotspot, a stash of good coffee, and a healthy dose of skepticism. And maybe call ahead to make sure the elevator is working. Because honestly, that would be just my luck.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my Corydon, Indiana adventure – aka, the time I spent at the Super 8 and tried to convince myself I wasn't just another sad, lonely traveler. Honestly, by the end of this, you'll probably need a shower. Let's go!
Day 1: Arrival and the Unbearable Lightness of a Motel Room
1:00 PM - The Drive: Okay, so it wasn't a drive, more of a begrudging trundle. Traffic was heinous, the radio was playing something about a broken heart I was pretty sure I could relate to, and I'd already spilled coffee all over my favorite travel mug. First impression of Corydon? Fields. Lots and lots of fields. And cows. I swear I saw a cow give me the side-eye.
2:30 PM - Check-In at Super 8 (Corydon): "Welcome to Corydon!" the perpetually cheerful desk attendant chirped. She looked about 12, which, considering my jaded worldview, made me feel positively ancient. The room…well, it was a Super 8. You know the drill. Functional. Bland. That certain smell that somehow manages to be simultaneously disinfectant-clean and vaguely stale. I swear, I felt like I'd been transported back to the early 90s!
3:00 PM - Room Reconnaissance and Despair: Okay, deep breaths. First, the bed. Jump test: successful. Second, the television. Surprisingly, it worked! Third, the bathroom… the shower head was probably from the Stone Age. I took a moment to lament my life choices.
4:00 PM - The Old Capital Drive-Through: Okay, I was hungry, and I was tired of the room already. The drive-through wasn't great, but it was certainly better than my first reaction to the room.
5:00 PM - The Unsuccessful Quest for Coffee: I swear I'm going to make a sign, "Will work for Coffee."
6:00 PM - Dinner: The Pizza Debacle: I don't have any food in my room, so I was on my own, pizza was a great ideal at first, but it was more like a cardboard disc with some sad toppings. I'm not saying I cried, but let's just say I seriously contemplated my life choices while staring at a box of lukewarm pepperoni.
7:00 PM - TV Time and Existential Dread: I flipped through channels until I found some utterly forgettable crime procedural. I was in bed at 7, and I felt like a ghost.
Day 2: Caves, Caves, and More Caves (and a Deep Dive into my Own Psyche)
9:00 AM - Breakfast of Champions (or, Attempted Breakfast): The "breakfast" at the Super 8 was the usual suspect: stale pastries and weak coffee. I swallowed a mouthful of lukewarm coffee and told myself I was embracing the "authentic travel experience." I ate my pastries, and I began to plan my day.
10:00 AM - Squire Boone Caverns: Okay, here's where things got interesting. The caves themselves were incredible! Stalactites, stalagmites, the whole nine yards. The tour guide was a quirky old dude with a love for historical tangents and bad jokes. The cave was humid, and I was probably too hot. You will be wet!
12:00 PM - Lunch at a Diner and Soul-Searching: The diner was a classic, complete with vinyl booths and waitresses named "Betty." I ordered a burger and fries, and as I ate, I couldn't help but feel a flicker of something like…contentment? Maybe it was the greasy food.
1:30 PM - Marengo Cave: Just when I thought I'd seen all the caves, I was once again staring at a large hole in the Earth. These were slightly less impressive than the other caverns. I was starting to feel claustrophobic, but I tried to focus on the beauty that surrounded me.
3:30 PM - Downtown Corydon: Ok, so I decided to check out the downtown area, the place was cute, with all the old historical buildings. I went to some shops, and bought a book.
5:00 PM - Supper in the Room: I made my way to the local grocery store, and I bought some ramen noodles and a drink. Back at the room I decided to make my supper.
7:00 PM - More TV, More Thoughts: Okay, after eating my disgusting supper I started to watch TV. I was actually starting to like the room more and more.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Smell of Super 8
9:00 AM - Breakfast and the Sad, Empty Room: The stale pastries and weak coffee felt more depressing than ever. Maybe it was the looming departure.
9:30 AM - Packing and Regret: I started packing my things, the suitcase feeling heavier than it should, the room looking emptier than it was. I'm not sure what I was expecting to find on this trip, but it definitely wasn't what I experienced.
10:00 AM - Check-Out and the Road: I drove off, a lingering smell of… something, maybe cleanliness. I felt more exhausted then when I came.
Final Thoughts:
Corydon, you odd little place. The Super 8 was what it was. The caves were breathtaking, the food was… food, and the trip was a mixed bag of moments of feeling good (well and eating) and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life. Would I go back? Maybe. Probably not.
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