Memphis Getaway: Unbeatable Sonesta Simply Suites Deal!
Memphis Getaway: Sonesta Simply Suites - You Get What You Pay For… Mostly. (A Rambling, Honest Review)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm diving headfirst into my stay at the "Unbeatable Sonesta Simply Suites Deal" in Memphis. Truth be told, the "unbeatable" part is a bit of a stretch, like saying Elvis's hair almost looked natural. But hey, for the price I snagged, I wasn't expecting the Peabody, you know? I was expecting… simplicity. And, well… I got it.
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Okay, Legal Stuff Out The Way. Let’s Talk… Experience!
Getting There & Settling In:
Right off the bat, finding the place wasn't brain surgery. The car park (thankfully, free of charge) was a welcome relief. I'm always a bit stressed about parking, and the thought of having to circle the block after a long drive is enough to make me scream. So, score one for the Sonesta! The exterior corridor sort of gives you that classic motel vibe… and, truthfully, that low-key "I don't have a lot of money" vibe.
The elevator (yay! Accessibility!). This is where I must pause…
Accessibility:
For the record, the facility is accessible, which is great. They do offer facilities for disabled guests. I didn't personally need those accommodations (thankfully), but it was definitely a comfort to know they were there. I am reviewing this without using the services so I am just mentioning it with the information available to me.
Checking In & Getting Past the Front Desk:
The front desk [24-hour] was friendly enough, but a little… well, let’s say "efficient." No lingering chit-chat here, just the business. Check-in/out [express] is definitely the name of the game. They got me in and out in a flash. And you know what? I appreciate that. Sometimes you just wanna get to your room and collapse. But where was the warm welcome? The personal touch? Maybe I was expecting too much.
The Room - My Humble Abode.
Okay, the room. It was… clean. That's the most important thing, right? Yes, indeed. The rooms were sanitized between stays. And they had a sign saying they used those anti-viral cleaning products everyone's suddenly obsessed with, so kudos there. The air conditioning worked, which is crucial in Memphis heat. Really crucial. I would have melted. There’s a hair dryer, which is a must for me (I have a hair-do, and it takes serious effort to maintain it). There was a coffee/tea maker (another win!), and a mini-fridge. But the view? Let's just say I was more focused on the view inside my mini-fridge. It had a seating area, which was nice, as was the desk for my laptop. There was a safe box and a closet. There were also complimentary tea bags.
The bed wasn't too bad, but, uh… let’s just say I've slept on more luxurious mattresses. But hey, for the price? I'm not complaining (much).
And the Wi-Fi? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (as the ads said!). And it worked. Thankfully. I’m addicted to the internet and needed it. I needed to upload pictures, check my social media, and research Elvis’s cheese and banana sandwich.
I did appreciate the blackout curtains. Those are a lifesaver when you're trying to sleep off a bad margarita. Seriously.
Amenities & The Rest of It:
Pool? Yep. Swimming pool [outdoor] specifically. It looked… refreshing. I actually didn't go in (again, the margarita situation), but it definitely looked inviting after a day of being a tourist. There was a poolside bar but it didn't look open when I was there.
Fitness? Fitness center, yes. I didn't use it. I mean, I thought about it. Then I ate another BBQ rib. But at least it was there for those more virtuous than myself.
Relaxation?? NO SPA, just the pool. Relaxing is relative, am I right?
Dining, Drinking & Snacking:
The breakfast [buffet], included some pastries and waffles, along with some fruit (they should have had more fruit to be fair). I got my fill, but it wasn't exactly gourmet. You're not going to write home about it, but it filled a hole. Complimentary tea and coffee were on hand.
There's a coffee shop, but again, I didn't see it open. This place seemed to be sleeping when I was trying to wake it up.
Overall, the dining experience was functional at best. No real complaints, but also nothing to rave about.
Other Services & Conveniences
- Daily housekeeping: Appreciated.
- Laundry service: Available (needed it after the rib situation)
- Cash withdrawal, convenience store: nice to have, but not essential.
What Was Good/What Sucked:
The Good:
- Cleanliness: I’m a bit of a germaphobe. This was a big plus. I'm always wary of hotels; this was a relief to my inner neurotic.
- Price. The price! Remember?
- Free Wi-Fi: A necessity in today's world.
- Free Parking: Saved me a ton of stress.
The Not-So-Good:
- Atmosphere: It was a little… sterile.
- The “Deal” was a little bit misleading.
- Breakfast wasn’t mind-blowing.
- The staff. It felt lacking. (just me?)
For the Kids:
I didn’t travel with kids. There weren't a lot of Kids facilities
Security & Safety:
There was CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property which is useful. I felt pretty safe there.
The Verdict:
Would I stay here again? Look, it depends. If I was very budget-conscious and needed a clean, functional place to crash while exploring Memphis, then yeah, probably. It's not luxurious, but it's decent. The "Unbeatable deal" part? Maybe not. But a solid, affordable option? Definitely. Just don't go expecting a spa day. Go expecting… simplicity. And remember the free parking, it'll save you your sanity!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups and grab a metaphorical (or literal) bag of chips, because we're about to dive headfirst into a Sonesta Simply Suites Memphis East Poplar Pike adventure. Forget those perfectly-organized travel plans, this is gonna be a messy, glorious, and oh-so-real ride. I’m not promising perfection, just raw, unadulterated… me.
Day 1: Memphis, I Barely Know Ya (and My Luggage is Taking Its Sweet Time)
- Morning (or, more accurately, Late Morning – I had a flight delay, surprise surprise!): Arrive at Memphis International Airport (MEM). Oh. My. God. The airport looks like someone threw a giant, slightly faded, party in the 80s and never cleaned up. Love it. Grab my luggage…wait…where’s my luggage?! Cue the frantic searching and the sinking feeling in my stomach. Turns out, it's enjoying an extended vacation in…Atlanta? Don't even ask. Thank goodness for carry-on essentials.
- Afternoon (or, the "I'm Officially Hangry" phase): Finally make it to the Sonesta. Poplar Pike, here I come! The front desk guy is wearing a seriously amazing gold chain, which is a good omen, right? Check-in is smooth, and I'm immediately grateful for the blessedly air-conditioned relief. My room…it's…functional. Think "clean, but with a distinct lack of personality." Okay, mission: locate food. Stat! I'm so flipping hungry I could eat a whole Elvis impersonator. Settling in, I’m getting a pizza, you’re not going to say no to my food, are you?
- Evening (or, the "Embrace the Solo Dining" Hour): I decided to eat at somewhere near the hotel (I'm tired, I’m not moving a single muscle). I found a chain restaurant a few blocks away that I didn’t know the name. The food was decent, the staff were nice. At least I’m still breathing. Back at the hotel, I finally have time to look around. I have to say, the place isn't ugly, just…very beige. I’m trying to enjoy this but it’s hard when you’re alone. I guess I can practice getting lost in my thoughts. That’s always fun.
Day 2: Graceland, Baby! (And Questionable Decision-Making)
- Morning (or, the "Elvis, You're My Only Hope" Phase): Okay, time for the big kahuna: Graceland! I'm a huge Elvis fan, so this is a pivotal moment. The shuttle ride there is a delightful mix of fellow tourists, some clearly hardcore Elvis aficionados and some who are just there to say they saw it. I’m also feeling like I have to get more acquainted with myself.
- Afternoon (or, the "Lost in the Jungle Room" Hour): Graceland itself is…overwhelming. In the best possible way. The sheer opulence, the sheer…Elvis-ness of it all. The Jungle Room! Words fail. It's a glorious, slightly terrifying, explosion of green shag carpet and tiki-inspired everything. I swear I saw a ghost of Elvis's banana pudding in there. I spent ages there, just soaking it all in. I may or may not have cried a little. Don't judge.
- Evening (or, the "Post-Elvis Existential Crisis" Phase): Okay, so the Elvis experience was pretty intense, and I feel a bit… emotionally wrung out afterward. I need a serious dose of reality. I went to a dive bar that also serves BBQ called "The Beauty Shop". The atmosphere was chill, and the barbecue was…surprisingly good. I think the Memphis air must have a special ingredient that enhances the flavor. After the bar, I went back to the hotel, and the silence of the hotel room feels especially poignant tonight. I ordered pizza. I’m starting to get used to eating by myself. It’s not bad.
Day 3: Beale Street Blues (and a Touch of "I Need a Nap")
- Morning (or, the "Slightly Hungover, Slightly Starving" Phase): Sleep. Glorious, blessed sleep. Except now I'm up earlier than I’d like with a mild headache and a monstrous craving for a greasy breakfast. Sadly, the hotel's "free breakfast" (more like "free-ish breakfast") is mostly sad, pre-packaged pastries. Sigh. I suck it up and head out.
- Afternoon (or, the "Beale Street Blues and BBQ Bliss" Phase): Beale Street! Oh, Beale Street. The music, the lights, the general air of…well, it's a bit touristy, but it's also undeniably alive. I manage to find a BBQ place with live music and a pulled pork sandwich that has me humming with happiness. This is what I needed. A good beer and a great tune and the world suddenly seems less grim. I’m so happy.
- Evening (or, the "Time to Prep for Leaving" phase): I'm leaving tomorrow. Ugh. I don't want to leave. Memphis has grown on me. Maybe this whole trip, the mess, the solitude, the food coma, I was actually looking for. I pack my stuff, and I call a cab.
Day 4: Farewell, Memphis (and a Prayer My Luggage Arrives Soon!)
- Morning (or, the "Terminal Blues, Again" Phase): Another long flight. I get to the airport, and I find out my plane is delayed. You know, typical. But, I did found out the luggage is on its way!
Final Thoughts:
So, there you have it. My Memphis adventure. It wasn't perfect, it wasn't glamorous, but it was…unforgettable. And hey, at least I got to experience a little bit of Graceland and the legendary Beale Street.
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So, what's the BIG DEAL with this Sonesta Simply Suites Memphis thing? Is it actually…good?
Okay, okay, deep breaths. The “big deal” is supposedly rock-bottom prices at the Sonesta Simply Suites in Memphis. They’re dangling deals, and I, being the sucker for a good bargain (and needing a break from my screaming toddler and the mountain of laundry that multiplies overnight), was *intrigued*. The hype is that you get a suite, supposedly comfy, in a city that's full of barbeque and blues and…well, Elvis. Is it good? *Depends.* Are you expecting the Ritz? Run screaming. Are you expecting a clean, functional place to crash after stuffing your face with ribs? Possibly. More later.
"Unbeatable" deal though? Really? What's the catch?
Ah, the catch! Let's just call it "the fine print fairy." The catch *always* lurks. For this deal, the "unbeatable" probably means they give you the absolute bare minimum, and that's okay, I think. You're not paying luxury prices, and you shouldn’t expect a maid service who's going to fold your underwear. But hey, what's the catch? That's what this whole *mess* is about, right?
Booking: Smooth sailing? Or did it go sideways? (Be honest...)
Booking *started* easy. Click, click, click. Bargain! I'm thinking, "This is it! Freedom, barbeque, and a king-sized bed I don't have to share with a miniature human whose favorite expression is 'No!'" Then the email confirmation came…. and I saw that little, tiny, oh-so-easy to overlook, clause. The one mentioning the "optional" (but actually mandatory, let's be honest) "amenity fee." And, you know, parking. So, *slightly* less unbeatable. But still, I wanted Memphis. I needed Memphis. So, I ignored it. And the email, I *swear*, went straight to the spam folder right after that.
Alright, what about checking in? Was it…a breeze?
Checking in? Okay, here's the real tea. I arrived, bleary-eyed from a six-hour drive with a toddler and a car full of snacks that had become one with the upholstery. The guy at the desk? (Bless his heart.) He looked...tired. I *felt* tired. He recited the usual spiel. "Welcome! Here's your keycard! Amenity fee blah blah blah." It went in one ear and out the other. Honestly, all I wanted was a shower, about 15 minutes of peace, and possibly to forget that "Mom" and "bedtime" existed in the same universe.
The Room: What's the *vibe*? Clean? Gross? Somewhere in between?
Okay, the room. The *room*. Look, the vibe was…functional. Cleanish but *seen* some things. Like, probably, a lot of things. The kitchenette? Tiny but equipped with enough to get me through my mini-vacation. The bed? Surprisingly comfy. I actually slept! (Though I’m pretty sure the toddler thought I was a human-sized jungle gym for the first three hours.) The bathroom? Small, but functional. A little bit of…what’s the word…*patina*? Let’s go with that. Honestly, after a road trip with a toddler, the floor could have been lava, and I probably wouldn’t have noticed. I just needed a bed, a shower, and a moment of blessed silence. And on that front, the room delivered.
Did they have a pool? Or free breakfast? What's the deal with all that?
Pool? No. Free breakfast? Nope. The amenity fee, which I grumbled about, supposedly covered Wi-Fi (which worked, thankfully), and…well, I'm not quite sure. Possibly access to the fitness room, which I didn't use (hello, toddler-induced cardio!). The lack of a pool was a bummer. Especially with the Memphis heat. But hey, at least there was air conditioning. And the promise of barbeque.
Fitness room? Laundry? Anything else?
Like I said, I didn't make it to the fitness room. Laundry? They *did* have laundry facilities. I could smell the detergent from the hallway. I didn’t even *think* about doing laundry on vacation, though. That's what vacations are *for*, right? Leaving the real world behind? Apparently not, because I ended up doing laundry at 3 AM when the baby wasn't napping.
How far is this place from the action in Memphis?
The location. Okay, so it wasn't *right* on Beale Street. No walking distance. You're probably going to need a car or a ride-sharing service. I Ubered. A lot. The drive itself wasn't bad, but factor in the cost. It added up. Did I mind? Not really. The freedom to drink a beer at the Peabody Hotel and not have to *drive* was worth it.
So, safe? Good neighborhood?
The neighborhood felt…fine. Not exactly upscale, but I didn't feel unsafe. Common sense applies, of course. Don't wander around alone at 3 AM flashing your cash. Lock your car. The usual.
Alright. Did this Sonesta place *have* food?
Nope. Nada. Zip. Zero. NoWallet Friendly Stay
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