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The Grand Majestic Hotel & Spa: A Rambling, Honest Review (Prepare for a LOT of Opinions!)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because I've just emerged, slightly frazzled but mostly blissed out, from the whirlwind that is The Grand Majestic Hotel & Spa. This ain't your cookie-cutter, sterile review, folks. This is me, raw and real, spilling the tea (or rather, the lukewarm Earl Grey I got from room service).
First Impressions & Accessibility: Huzzah for Elevators, Though Those Toilets…
The lobby! Oh, the lobby. Grand, majestic, definitely. Marble floors you could practically ice skate on. And thankfully, a gigantic elevator. Accessibility gets a thumbs up straight away, which is fantastic because, well, I'm not getting any younger, and stairs are the enemy. They clearly prioritize wheelchair accessibility - ramps everywhere, clear signage. Kudos for that! The hotel also has Facilities for disabled guests which is good.
But here's where things get a little…off. The actual rooms? While spacious, the bathroom situation felt a bit…cramped. Especially for a supposedly "grand" experience. And the space around the toilet…well, let's just say maneuvering in there felt like performing a delicate ballet in a phone booth. Someone needs to rethink those dimensions. And while we're on the subject of accessibility – I'd have liked a better grab bar placement. minor but important.
Metadata Keywords: Accessibility, Wheelchair accessible, Facilities for disabled guests, Elevator, Bathroom
Internet: Finally, Free Wi-Fi…But Did I Find It?
Okay, so… Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Yes! This is crucial. I need my Instagram fix and to check emails. The website also said Internet access – wireless, Internet access – LAN. My inner geek got a little excited. But here's the thing: the Wi-Fi, at least in my room, was…temperamental. Like a moody teenager. Some days it was blazing fast, other days it was slower than molasses in January. The Internet itself was spotty, the LAN connection felt like a relic from the 90's. And forget about streaming anything fancy during prime hours. I ended up tethering to my phone more often than I liked. A bit of a bummer, especially when they're shouting about free access.
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Cleanliness & Safety: Antibacterial Overdrive!
Now, I'm a bit of a germaphobe at the best of times, but the pandemic has turned me into a full-blown cleaning product enthusiast. So, I was thrilled to see the hotel's commitment to cleanliness. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, room sanitization between stays, and the big one: staff trained in safety protocol. I actually felt safe. They even had Hand sanitizer strategically placed everywhere. And the Rooms sanitized between stays? Yes, please. They were going for overkill and I was here for it. I was also grateful for the Cashless payment service in place.
My one small beef? The Individually-wrapped food options at breakfast. While I understand the necessity, the sheer volume of plastic waste was…depressing. But, hey, better safe than sorry, right? I'm also relieved the Doctor/nurse on call and First aid kit were on standby.
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Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Buffet Battle & Room Service Revelations
Alright, let's talk food. The Breakfast [buffet] was…intense. A glorious spread of everything you could imagine, from Asian breakfast and Western breakfast options to pastries galore. But it was also crowded. Like, "Hunger Games" level crowded. People were circling the food stations like vultures. I even saw someone snatching the last croissant! Thankfully, there was adequate Salad in restaurant options.
The restaurants themselves varied in quality. The Asian cuisine in restaurant was surprisingly good, the Coffee/tea in restaurant was decent. The Poolside bar was lovely for a quick drink, but it seemed to close a bit early. A Bar has an abundance of drinks. One evening, I ordered Room service [24-hour], a life-saver after a long day of sightseeing. The meal was actually fantastic - the soup was surprisingly savory. Another upside? The Bottle of water that were included. Sadly the Desserts in restaurant were a mixed bag, some divine, others… edible. I also loved the Happy hour which helped improve my mood!
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Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Dreams and Fitness Failures
This is where the Grand Majestic really shines. The Spa? Glorious. Absolutely, utterly, gloriously relaxing. I indulged in a Body scrub and, let me tell you, I emerged feeling like a newborn. The Pool with view was stunning. The Sauna and Steamroom were perfect for melting away stress. They even had a Foot bath. Pure bliss. I also loved the Massage and the option to get a Body wrap. I’m in heaven!
The Fitness center, however, was… a bit of a disappointment. The equipment was a little dated and the space felt cramped. A Gym/fitness area has a lot to be desired. I tried to use it one morning, but gave up and went back to enjoying my bathrobe.
Metadata Keywords: Spa, Body scrub, Pool with view, Sauna, Steamroom, Foot bath, Massage, Body wrap, Fitness center, Gym/fitness
Services and Conveniences: Elevators, Luggage Storage, and the Elusive Iron
The hotel offered a plethora of services. Concierge was exceptionally helpful, sorted out my excursions and even got me a birthday cake (more on that later!). Daily housekeeping kept my room spotless. Loved the convenience of the Elevator. They have Luggage storage, which was useful when I got there earlier. The Laundry service and Dry cleaning were prompt and efficient. The Gift/souvenir shop was handy for picking up last-minute presents. I did appreciate having the Doorman on hand to greet me.
Now, for a small rant. The Ironing service was supposed to be available, but I had a real pickle with actually getting an iron. I mentioned this in my review as I hated waiting.
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Available in all rooms: The Essentials and the Extras
Okay, so my room had a lot of goodies. Air conditioning that actually worked (a miracle!), a Blackout curtains for those late-night sleep-ins, and a Coffee/tea maker that, thankfully, I could utilize to make my own tea! Free bottled water, a Hair dryer, In-room safe box, a Mini bar, a Refrigerator, a Shower, and Slippers. Most of the stuff was great!
I loved having a Desk to work at, a Mirror, Non-smoking room (thank you!), a Private bathroom, Reading light: The Seating area was pretty cozy. The Soundproofing was decent, though I could still hear the occasional trolley from the hallway. And the Towels were fluffy and plentiful.
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For the Kids:
While I didn't travel with kids, I did notice that they had a decent selection of Family/child friendly options available. If I ever went back, I'd appreciate that the Babysitting service was there, and it clearly had some Kids facilities too!
Metadata Keywords: Family/child friendly, Babysitting service, Kids facilities
Getting Around:
They provided Airport transfer, which was a blessing. Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site] was also useful.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average, sterile travel itinerary. This is a Super 8 in Kremmling, CO itinerary, and it's gonna get real. Prepare for whiplash, because my brain works like a demented pinball machine.
Day 1: Arrival and the Embrace of Beige
- 3:00 PM - Arrival at Super 8 (Kremmling, CO) - The Beige Fortress: Okay, let's be honest, stepping into a Super 8 is like entering a different dimension. It's a dimension of beige. Beige carpet, beige walls, beige… everything. "Welcome home," the fluorescent lights seem to hiss. The front desk person, bless her heart, is probably thinking the same thing I am: "How did I end up here?" Check-in. The key card is ancient technology, but hey, it works.
- 3:30 PM - Room Reconnaissance - A Symphony of Plastic: The room. Sweet, sweet room. It smells faintly of industrial cleaner and… hope? The bed looks… actually, it looks pretty comfy. Let's not jinx it. The TV? Probably has a hundred channels, ninety of which are repeats of the same infomercials. Bathroom? Let's just say, the water pressure situation is "adequate." I am already feeling that "homely" feeling in this place.
- 4:00 PM - Exploration of the Parking Lot - A Study in Pick-ups and Dreams: I'm drawn outside. Need fresh air. The parking lot is a microcosm of Kremmling. A lot of trucks. Big trucks. Seriously, you could probably haul a small mountain away in one of these beasts. And then there's the one beat-up minivan with a bumper sticker that says, "My other car is a unicorn." Gotta love the little bursts of magic.
- 5:00 PM - The Great Kremmling Grocery Store Run I gotta say, I'm starving! I didn't eat anything since breakfast. I am going to buy snacks for the hotel. My stomach rumbles with anticipation. I venture out in search of the local grocery store, hoping to find some snacks to tide me over. I buy some ramen noodles, a bag of chips, and a container of yogurt. I feel like I haven't felt this alive in a while.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner in the Room - Culinary Adventure (aka, microwave ramen): Dinner time. The Ramen is ready. I've brought my own travel size sriracha. Luxury. The chips are perfectly stale, just the way I like them. On the TV is an old movie I've seen a hundred times, it's a classic. It is beautiful, and I have to tear myself away from the screen to finish eating. I'm a little sad when I finally finish.
- 7:00 PM - TV and existential contemplation: I turn the TV back on. I start to think about life. Maybe it's the ramen, maybe it's the isolation of the beige room, but I start to think about life. Is this it? Is this what I'm going to spend my time doing? I ponder my existence.
- 8:30 PM - Bed. Staring at the Ceiling: Okay, time for sleep. The bed is a marvel of sleep-inducing magic. The sheets are crisp, the pillows are plump. But I can't sleep. I stare at the ceiling. I think of the parking lot. I think of the trucks. I think of the unicorn sticker. Is it real? Is anything real?
- 9:00 PM - Sleep. Finally.
Day 2: The Great Outdoors (And My Inability to Deal)
- 7:00 AM - Wake up, Regret, Repeat: Oh, my aching back. Why did I think driving for 6 hours was a good idea? The breakfast at the Super 8 is… well, it's there. The plastic-wrapped muffin is a culinary masterpiece compared to the "mystery meat" sausage.
- 8:00 AM - Plan for adventures. I hate the outdoors: I'd like to get some fresh air. I'm not really the outdoorsy type. I look up "hiking trails near Kremmling." They all seem to involve elevation and bugs. "Maybe I'll just go for a walk around the block."
- 9:00 AM - Decide not to go to the outdoors due to bugs.
- 11:00 AM - Go on a shopping spree for some souvenirs: I've decided to skip the hiking. I want to find some souvenirs so people will know I was here!
- 1:00 PM - The Kremmling Diner - Burger Bliss (and a Chat with Gertrude): I have to say, the food is good. I decide to head to the nearest diner. I sit down at the counter and order a burger. I eat the burger, It's the best burger i've ever had. Then there's Gertrude, the waitress, who's been serving Kremmling for fifty years. She tells me about a snowstorm from '72 and how the price of milk keeps going up. I adore her. I love her. She is my new favorite person.
- 2:30 PM - Back to the room: I return to my room. I stare out the window. I wonder if Gertrude has any kids.
- 3:30 PM - TV.
- 6:00 PM - More ramen and the sweet, sweet embrace of the same old movie: Time for more food. I eat my ramen.
- 7:00 PM - existential dread.
- 9:00 PM - Bed:
Day 3: Leaving and the Promise of Slightly Less Beige
- 7:00 AM - Departure! (Sort of): The continental breakfast. The instant coffee. The stale pastries. It's a Super 8 goodbye.
- 7:52 AM - Check out: The desk person is different today. They're not Gertrude. Sadness.
- 8:00 AM - Farewell Kremmling. I Love You: I climb into my car and drive off.
- 8:01 AM - I am already missing Kremmling. Gertrude!
So, there you have it. A Super 8 adventure, complete with beige, existential crises, and a deep, abiding love for a waitress named Gertrude. Remember, it's not the destination that matters, it's the fact that you survived the journey (and the complimentary breakfast). And that, my friends, is what makes a trip memorable. Or at least, something to write about.
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So, what *is* this thing, anyway? Some kind of... guide?
Honestly? I'm still figuring that out. It started as a little project, a way to... explain something. But the more I dug, the more I realized everything is a glorious mess. So, guide? Maybe. A therapeutic word dump? Definitely. A testament to the beautiful chaos of human thought? Absolutely. This *thing* is a collection of my rambling thoughts, punctuated by questions I think (hope) someone might ask. Don't expect clear answers, expect a journey... a slightly bumpy, possibly illogical journey.
Okay, fine. But why *now*? Why this topic?
Ugh, the topic, right? Well, the topic is… (deep breath) …Let's just say, I’ve been through some stuff, you know? And "stuff" sometimes needs… unpacking. Plus, I’m a sucker for a good question. And maybe, just maybe, if I answer *your* questions, I can sort out my own. Don't tell anyone I said that, though. Sounds a bit pathetic.
Alright, alright. Let's get into specifics. What's the *biggest* challenge?
Oh man, the *biggest* challenge? (sighs dramatically) That’s easy: Honesty. Actually, wait, no! Okay: *staying* honest. It’s so tempting to fudge things a bit, to make myself sound cooler, more together… less… well, *me*. Remember that time I tried to impress someone with a "perfectly crafted" answer, only to get caught in a ridiculous lie about… (trails off, remembering a truly embarrassing moment) … well, never mind. Learning to be brutally honest about my imperfections feels difficult. It *is* difficult. But I'm trying.
Give me a concrete example. One of the biggest mishaps or struggles related to this, specifically.
Okay, here's a corker: My first attempt at [Subject topic]. I thought I had it all figured out! Research, check. Outline, check. Perfect prose? (laughs hollowly) Ha! That's what I *thought*.
Picture this: I'm all jazzed up, fueled by instant coffee and a sense of self-importance that would make even the most pompous politician jealous. I decide on the perfect opening sentence, the one that will capture EVERYONE's attention. And then... nothing.
Blank page.
The cursor blinked mockingly. Hours passed. I started rewriting the same sentence over and over, each time trying to be even more clever than the last. Finally, at about 3 AM, I had this "brilliant" intro. I was sure I'd nailed it!
The next morning, I reread it. Oh. My. God.
It was awful. Pretentious, rambling, and utterly incomprehensible. All that effort for... that. Honestly, I almost chucked my laptop out the window. It took me weeks to recover. And I still, to this day, cringe when I think about that opening sentence. It serves as a very vivid reminder that my brain is a chaotic place.
What about the good stuff? What's the most rewarding part?
(pauses, smiles softly) The *best* part? The moments of clarity, however fleeting. When the jumbled thoughts start to... make sense. The "aha!" moments, even if they're few and far between. And the feeling of... well, maybe not *mastering* anything, but at least wrestling with it. Plus, getting to laugh at myself? That's a reward unto itself, especially after a particularly embarrassing mishap.
So, what's your "secret weapon" for getting through this mess?
Coffee. Coffee is definitely up there. And maybe a healthy dose of denial. But seriously, the secret weapon? Perseverance. Grit. Stubborn refusal to give up, even when the voice in my head is screaming, "Just stop! You're embarrassing yourself!" Also, a good friend who reminds me that even colossal screw-ups can be pretty funny, eventually.
Are there any rules? Can I avoid a disaster here?
Rules? Honey, if I'd followed the rules, this would be *boring*. The only rule is: Keep going. And try not to take things too seriously. And maybe, just *maybe*, avoid drinking too much coffee before starting... (winks). Disaster is guaranteed, but that's half the fun isn't it?
What do *you* hope people take away from this?
That it's okay to be messy. That perfection is a myth. That screw-ups are inevitable and often hilarious in retrospect. That we're all just stumbling through life, trying to figure stuff out. If you find yourself thinking, "Wow, this person is a complete basket case," well, mission accomplished! If you feel a little less alone in your own chaos, even better. Mostly, though, I hope you get a good laugh. That would be amazing.
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