Unbelievable Deals Await! Your Moncton Getaway Starts at Thriftlodge Wyndham!
Unbelievable Deals… or Unbelievable Patience? A Review of Thriftlodge Wyndham Moncton
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just battled my way through a "Moncton Getaway" at the Thriftlodge Wyndham, and I'm here to spill the (slightly lukewarm) tea. The promises of "Unbelievable Deals" are… well, they're there. Whether they’re actually unbelievable or just… you know… deals is another story entirely. Let’s dive in, shall we?
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Now, for the REAL deal… my lived-in experience:
Accessibility (and My Slightly Cranky Mood):
Okay, right off the bat, the website touted accessibility. That’s HUGE. I actually have a friend who uses a wheelchair, and the fact that they claimed to have accessible rooms got my hopes up. I'm not saying that they didn't, but calling the front desk to confirm was a total ordeal. You know, the usual: on hold forever, transferred three times, finally speaking to someone who sounded like they were reading a script they'd just memorized. “Yes, sir, we offer accessible rooms. Please confirm availability.” Ugh. Made me almost want to throw a tantrum. But I didn't! (Mostly.)
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: I didn't see this one listed here, so I guess it's not a feature.
Wheelchair accessible: This is actually really important, I'll have to dive into it for my next visit.
The Internet - A Love/Hate Relationship:
Let's be honest, in this day and age, free Wi-Fi is a basic human right, right? Well, Praise the wireless gods! They've got it. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! And not just that, they’ve got… Internet access [LAN], Internet, Internet services, Wi-Fi in public areas! Basically, you're covered. The actual speed? Well, let's just say I spent a lot of time staring at loading bars, but at least I could eventually stream my trashy reality TV.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax (or, The Spa That Wasn't…):
This is where things get… interesting. The website promised a Fitness center. And, technically, they weren't lying. It was a small room with a treadmill, a bike, and a weight machine that looked like it had been lifted from a 80s aerobics video. My legs got a workout, but not the good kind.
Body scrub, Body wrap, Fitness center, Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Massage, Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Oh, and NO SPA. Not. A. One. No Pool with view. No Sauna, no Steamroom, no nothing! They might as well just show up and say "Surprise! We lied!"
The Swimming Pool (Outdoor and Indoor):
Okay, the Swimming pool [outdoor] was open and it was fine. Let's call it a perfectly acceptable hotel pool. No complaints or complements, it was just there.
Cleanliness and Safety (because we’re living in a pandemic world):
This is where the Thriftlodge actually SHINED. They're serious about the Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and the Rooms sanitized between stays. I saw staff cleaning constantly, and the little hand sanitizer stations were everywhere. I even received a card saying "room sanitization opt-out available" which is really nice, they're not forcing services I didn't want. They had a First aid kit, and even a Doctor/nurse on call which is great! Individually-wrapped food options made breakfast a bit less buffet-y and a bit more… cautious. Safe dining setup was also there.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (the sustenance struggle):
The Breakfast [buffet] was the part I'd dread the most. I walked in expecting a sad selection of stale muffins and rubbery eggs. I was slightly surprised. The service was actually pretty good. (the staff were very helpful and made sure to keep everything as clean as possible)
A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, 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, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: I'm not so sure about all this anymore. I didn't see any of these.
Services and Conveniences (the little things that matter):
Air conditioning in public area, Concierge, Daily housekeeping, Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests, Luggage storage, Laundry service, and the Gift/souvenir shop were all present, and largely without issue.
Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Essential condiments, Food delivery, Indoor venue for special events, Ironing service, 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 Most of these also weren't available (the business facilities especially).
For the Kids (because are they ever really not a factor?)
I didn’t have kids with me, but seemed like they were Family/child friendly, but there weren't many Kids facilities, or a Babysitting service.
Access (aka, How to Get In and Out):
The CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private] were all there and I appreciated it. Front desk [24-hour] was a lifesaver when I needed to yell at the concierge because my TV stopped working at 2 am.
Getting Around:
The Car park [free of charge] was great. Car park [on-site] was also available. Taxi service was available.
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.
Final Verdict (Because You’re Still Reading, Bless Your Heart):
Look, the Thriftlodge Wyndham isn't the Ritz. But it wasn’t terrible. It’s a perfectly average hotel, with some serious issues (like that whole “spa” situation). It’s clean, it has the essentials, and the price is, indeed, pretty decent. Would I stay there again? Probably. Especially if they actually start offering what they claim!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously planned itinerary. This is a Moncton meltdown (in a good way, I hope) from the Thriftlodge, courtesy of yours truly, and it’s… well, let’s just say it’s authentic.
Day 1: The Arrival (and the existential dread of roadside motels)
2:00 PM: Arrival at Thriftlodge by Wyndham Moncton. Okay, first impressions: it's… a Thriftlodge. Let's be honest, the beige carpeting screams "where dreams go to die," but hey, the AC works, and that, my friends, is a win in the muggy embrace of a New Brunswick summer. My room? Surprisingly spacious, judging by the absolute unit of a suitcase I'm wrestling with. Seriously, did I pack for a weekend or a polar expedition?
- Anecdote: The front desk staff? Bless their hearts. The lady behind the counter clearly had seen some THINGS. She gave me a half-hearted smile and mumbled something about the wifi password being "uhhh, it's on a card I think." I swear the card itself looked older than the internet.
2:30 PM - 3:30 PM: Unpacking Debacle and Existential Crisis. Unpacking… the bane of my existence. I swear, I'm one of those people who folds their socks only to leave them crumpled on the floor. Then came the existential dread. Why am I here? What am I doing with my life? Am I REALLY going to spend the next few days sniffing out the best poutine in a city I've only ever seen in a brochure? Deep breaths… Poutine is the answer, right?
3:30 PM - 4:30 PM: Reconnaissance Mission: The Grocery Store. Gotta fuel the machine, right? I bravely ventured out to a nearby grocery store. The sheer variety of potato chips alone nearly sent me spiralling. Settled on a bag of "All Dressed" because, when in Canada, right? Plus some questionable instant coffee. My brain is already plotting how to avoid the motel coffee.
4:30 PM - 6:00 PM: Rest & Rejuvenation (aka, Netflix and Naps). This is where I realized my trip wasn't about conquering the world, it was about surviving the Thriftlodge. Needed to recharge the human batteries. Netflix and a well-deserved nap happened. And by nap, I mean a solid three hours. I am NOT ashamed.
6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Hunt for Dinner. I'm starving. Yelp, Google Maps… it's all a blur of restaurants and fast-food joints. Decided to try a local place, the "Big Boy's Burger Shack." Note to self: Next time, ask about portion sizes. I genuinely believe I ate half a cow, but it was delicious. So, so delicious.
8:00 PM - 10:00 PM: Pre-Sleep Routine & Journaling. Because I'm a masochist, I spent a quiet time journaling. It's where I confess everything. Honestly, if someone found this, they'd think I'd lost my mind. I recorded my feelings, my weird observations of the day, and my ever-growing poutine cravings.
10:00 PM: Lights Out. (Hopefully). Fingers crossed my room doesn't get invaded by… anything.
Day 2: The Tidal Bore & the Trauma of Tourism
7:00 AM: Wake Up!… Maybe? The sunlight. Gotta hate it. The bed? It was surprisingly okay. The pillow, though… stiff as a board. Coffee is brewing, brewed from a questionable bag from the grocery store.
8:00 AM - 9:00 AM: The Breakfast Tango (aka, trying not to cry). Free breakfast at the Thriftlodge? God, help me. The options? Dry muffins, questionable fruit, and coffee that tastes vaguely of burnt rubber. I ate a muffin and immediately regretted it.
9:00 AM - 11:00 AM: Tide Time! Headed to the Tidal Bore Park. The Bay of Fundy is supposed to have the world's highest tides, and seeing the bore (a wave that travels up the river) is a… thing. I was excited! Then I got there, and… waited. And waited. And while the tide was interesting, the mass of people made me want to find a ditch and curl up with a book.
- Anecdote: I overheard a particularly loud family talking about the "boring bore" (pun obviously intended, right?). They were wearing matching t-shirts that said "WE LOVE NEW BRUNSWICK!" I felt the urge to scream.
- Quirky observation: The river smells faintly of seafood, which is not entirely unpleasant BUT makes me wonder what kind of fish are down there.
11:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Recovering from the Tourist Frenzy. Back to the hotel to recover. Sat in my room with a cup of bad coffee to calm down.
12:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Lunch & A Realization. Found a cozy little diner. Ordered a grilled cheese. Realized that, maybe, Moncton isn't about the big attractions, it's about the small moments. It's about a decent grilled cheese and realizing the quiet, the simplicity.
2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Magnetic Hill. I know, I know. Tourist trap. But I had to. And it was… mildly amusing. The whole reverse-uphill-illusion-thing? Kind of cool. I let loose my inner child.
- Quirky observation: It's amazing how quickly gravity can screw with your sense of reality.
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Shopping. Gifts? Cards? I need something. I found things. I bought things.
6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Dinner. Tried a different place. Another burger.
8:00 PM - 10:00 PM: Quiet time Did some reading. The book? A romance novel. Don't judge me.
10:00 PM: Sleep and Prayers for Breakfast.
Day 3: Departure & the Poutine Pilgrimage
7:30 AM: Awake. Surprisingly energetic. Or maybe it's the impending doom of departure.
8:00 AM - 9:00 AM: The Breakfast Apocalypse (take two). The same. The same.
9:00 AM - 11:00 AM: The Poutine Quest. Okay, people of Moncton, I came for the poutine. And I went to a place called "The Poutine Palace" and it was HEAVEN. I nearly cried, it was so good. The cheese curds squeaked, the gravy flowed like a river of deliciousness, and the fries were perfectly crisp. Worth the trip.
- Emotional reaction: I actually shed a tear. No shame. This was pure joy in a cardboard container.
11:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Final Thoughts & Packing. The room is a mess. The suitcase? A monument to my poor organizational skills.
12:00 PM: Check-out. The front desk lady looked… resigned. I smiled. "Thanks for a great stay" I said. Lies.
12:30 PM - 1:00 PM: Departure. Goodbye, Moncton. Goodbye, Thriftlodge. You were… an experience. A messy, slightly underwhelming, but undeniably real experience.
Post-Trip Debrief:
- Reflections: Moncton isn’t the prettiest city, but it’s… genuine. The people were friendly, the food was good, and the poutine… well, the poutine was life-altering.
- What I Learned: Roadside motels aren't as awful as you expect. Always bring your own coffee. And never underestimate the power of a good poutine.
- Rating: Moncton, you get a solid 6.5/10. Thriftlodge? A generous 4/10.
- Future Plans: Start planning my next poutine pilgrimage immediately. And maybe learn to pack a suitcase.
Okay, so... Thriftlodge Wyndham in Moncton, huh? What's the *real* deal?
What kind of "deals" are we talking about? Will I have to sell a kidney to afford a room?
The website says "Comfortable Rooms." What does "comfortable" *really* mean?
Is breakfast included? Because, I *really* need my morning bacon.
Let's talk about location. Is it, you know, *safe*?
Anything else I should be prepared for? Any hidden quirks or secrets?
Okay, let's get real. Have *you* stayed there? And, if so, what was your experience *really* like?
So, is it worth it? Should I book it?
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