Roswell's BEST-Kept Secret Hotel: Super 8 Review (You WON'T Believe This!)
You Won't Believe What I Found in Roswell: The Super 8 Review (And It's Not Aliens!)
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your grandma's boring travel review. This is the lowdown on Roswell's "BEST-Kept Secret Hotel" - the Super 8. And let me tell you, I went in expecting… well, a Super 8. I came out… well, still a Super 8, but a different kind of Super 8.
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(Okay, back to me… and the hotel!)
First things first: Accessibility. This is HUGE for me. I'm not in a wheelchair, but I always appreciate a hotel that thinks about it. The Super 8 in Roswell does a pretty decent job. Elevator? Check. Wide doorways? Mostly check. The hallways weren't exactly the Champs-Élysées for spaciousness, but it was manageable. I didn't have to wrestle with a tiny bathroom. Solid start, Super 8. Bonus points for actual ramps and not just a "slight incline" that could've doubled as a bobsled run. And good news, I saw Facilities for disabled guests.
Internet Time! This is a modern necessity. And thank goodness!
- Internet Access: The hotel delivered on this. The Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! was a godsend. I needed to upload my blog post (you're reading it!), check emails, and stalk my ex-girlfriend's cat's Instagram. The Wi-Fi held up surprisingly well, given the… let's just say, rustic charm of the hotel. I also was connected a Internet LAN on a business laptop with no problem!
But the real kicker? CLEANLINESS!
Listen, I'm a germaphobe. I judge a hotel by its sheets. And the Super 8 actually surprised me on this one. They obviously got serious about COVID. The staff looked very attentive, with Staff trained in safety protocol, and everywhere I saw Hand sanitizer. It was Daily disinfection in common areas, and the door itself was Rooms sanitized between stays. Even the Rooms sanitized between stays. The rooms had Anti-viral cleaning products, used to Professional-grade sanitizing services. I even saw Sterilizing equipment around. I'm not gonna lie, it made me feel a little bit better.
Let's talk food! Dining, drinking, and snacking!
- The Breakfast Saga: Okay, so this wasn't the Ritz-Carlton. But they had Breakfast [buffet] and with Breakfast takeaway service. Asian breakfast but I didn't see it myself. The coffee? Well, let's just say it was a wake-up call. I stuck to the juice and a prepackaged muffin. Individually-wrapped food options were a nice touch, and I appreciated the effort. There was a Coffee shop in the lobby, but I didn't try it.
Things to Do/Ways to Relax… or at Least Survive until Check-Out
- Fitness center: Okay, the gym. Honestly, it's what you'd expect. A few treadmills, a rusty weight machine or two, and a TV playing something from 1998. It was functional, but let's not pretend it was a luxury spa. Did I use it? Let's just say I walked a lot around the hotel.
- Swimming Pool: The Swimming pool [outdoor] was actually pretty decent. Clean, and not too crowded. It wasn't a Pool with view, but it kept me in the water at the end of the day and I liked it.
Rooms, Glorious Rooms! (Or, My Room Story)
- Available in all rooms: What a long list! Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Desk, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Non-smoking, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Shower, Smoke detector, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens. They got most of the important stuff covered. However, I didn't see Couple's room or Proposal spot. My room had a slightly unsettling smell of… well, let's call it "yesterday's adventure." But it had Air conditioning. It had Bathtub!
And the Weird Stuff… (The Real Heart of Every Review!)
- Okay, the Shrine was a surprise. A little religious area in the lobby, with some candles and… a picture of someone who looked strangely like Elvis. (Maybe it was Elvis? Roswell, after all…). It was… unexpected. It made me question everything.
- Pets allowed unavailablePets allowed. I understand, but it's a letdown
The Verdict: Would I go back?
Honestly? For the price, and if I had to be in Roswell, maybe. It’s not "Instagrammable luxury," but it's clean-ish, has working Wi-Fi, and they seemed genuinely trying to make it work during a pandemic. It's a solid, albeit slightly quirky, budget option. Just manage your expectations, pack some Clorox wipes (just in case), and embrace the strangeness of Roswell – and the Super 8.
Final Thoughts:
- Accessibility: Good enough.
- Cleanliness Surprisingly good
- Amenities: Basic, but present.
- Food: Meh.
- Vibe: Weird. In a Roswell, alien-y sort of way.
- Overall: 3 out of 5 stars. Would recommend for the budget traveler, the curious, or anyone who's lost in Roswell and needs a place to crash. Just don't expect to be blown away (unless you’re looking at the sky… in which case, maybe you will).
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! We're hitting Roswell, New Mexico. Super 8, baby. Let's see if we can make this less… alien… and more… human.
Roswell, New Mexico: A Super 8 Survival Guide (and Maybe Some Alien Lovin')
Day 1: Arrival and the Undeniable Smell of Dust
- 1:00 PM - ARRIVAL: Touchdown at the Roswell International Air Center. Okay, so it's tiny. Like, “you could probably walk across the runway in a pinch” tiny. The air? It’s got this… distinct… dusty, desert-y aroma. Not necessarily bad, but it hits you like a wall the second you step off the plane. Instant nostalgia for… well, I don’t know what. The desert, maybe? I’ve never been to a desert before! Weird.
- ANECDOTE ALERT: Seriously though, as I walked from the plane, I swear I heard some tumbleweeds whisper, “Welcome to the middle of nowhere.” Charming. I felt like a space explorer.
- 1:30 PM - RENTAL CAR DRAMA: The rental car place is located in a shack. The guy’s wearing a trucker hat and a permanent squint. Turns out I didn't book a car, just in my head… No car. Major Fail.
- EMOTIONAL REACTION: UGH. This is a bad sign. Already. I'm doomed. I should have booked a car. I’m a total idiot.
- 2:30 PM - SUPER 8 CHECK-IN: (Finally) Check-in at the Super 8. Okay, it's… Super 8. You know what that means. Beige! Everything is beige! The floral bedspread? Beige. The carpet? Beige. The complimentary breakfast? Well, we'll get to that. The staff is super nice. Good sign.
- QUIRKY OBSERVATION: The vending machine is the REAL MVP. I may or may not have paid a small fortune to get that bottle of water and the chips I so desperately needed.
- RAMBLE ALERT: I mean, what is the point of these hotels feeling the same everywhere else? It's like a portal to every other Super 8 in the world. I guess it could be comforting… when not dealing with a rental car nightmare.
- 3:00 PM - THE UFO MUSEUM AND RESEARCH CENTER: (Sort Of) The biggie! It's the whole reason we're here, right? I hopped on my trusty feet and went to the museum. It's… intense. Pictures. Theories. "Alien Autopsy" footage (shudders). Definitely a "take it all with a grain of salt" kind of place. But honestly? It's fascinating. The sheer dedication to the unknown is kinda infectious.
- EMOTIONAL REACTION: Wow, I mean it's kinda like a weird mix of skepticism and wonder.
- OPINIONATED LANGUAGE: This museum is definitely worth the visit. Even if you don't believe in little green men, the local obsession is hilarious and entertaining.
- 6:00 PM - DINNER: The Bitter Taste Of Humble Pie (And Enchiladas) Head downtown. I was feeling a little lost and embarrassed that I didn't rent a car. I was hangry and frustrated, I needed food. I stopped at a random place (big mistake, I know) that was empty. The service made me feel like I was a burden to them even though I was the only customer… and the Enchiladas were sub-par.
- ANECDOTE ALERT: Okay, so I asked the waitress (who looked like she'd seen a ghost) for a recommendation, and she just stared at me. I picked the enchiladas out of desperation. It was a depressing meal and an even more depressing experience.
- EMOTIONAL REACTION: Oh, the sheer disappointment!
- 8:00 PM - "STARGAZING" (aka, Staring at the Super 8 Ceiling): No car. No dinner. Just me and the beige. I tried to go outside and gaze up at the stars (supposedly you can see amazing things out here). The Super 8 parking lot lights were too bright.
- QUIRKY OBSERVATION: I think I might have imagined I saw something in the sky… but it was probably just a plane. Or maybe… the aliens are already judging me for the enchiladas.
Day 2: Green Men, Green Chile, and a Glimmer of Hope
- 8:00 AM - BREAKFAST: (The "Continental" Crime): The complimentary breakfast at the Super 8. Let's be honest, it’s a carb-fest of questionable quality. The waffles? Pre-made, and hard as a rock. The coffee? Thin and weak. But it's free! And it's fuel for the day.
- RAMBLE ALERT: I swear, I will never be a morning person.
- 9:00 AM - MORE UFO TOURISM: I decided that I was going to make the best of the situation. I hailed a ride-sharing service to tour more alien sites -- you know, the iconic crash site. The driver was an older local woman who regaled me with stories of UFO sightings, and her husband, a retired Air Force guy, who was actually stationed in Roswell. She told about all of her friends seeing lights in the sky. It was a great experience.
- ANECDOTE ALERT: My ride-sharing ride was awesome and I got a free history lesson about the places I was seeing.
- 12:00 PM - THE CHILI CHALLENGE: I went to a restaurant with an amazing recommendation to taste some Green Chile. It’s serious business here.
- 2:00 PM - GIFT SHOP OVERLOAD (And Embracing the Absurd): I went to the gift shops… all of the gift shops. From "authentic" alien figurines, to alien-themed stickers, and "I <3 Roswell" t-shirts.
- EMOTIONAL REACTION: I bought a t-shirt with an alien wearing a cowboy hat. Judge me. I dare you.
- 4:00 PM - THE INTERNATIONAL UFO MUSEUM (Round Two): Armed with new information, I returned to absorb more info.
- 7:00 PM - DINNER: Redemption (and Green Chile Again): Found a local place. It had great Mexican food with actual good Green Chile.
- QUIRKY OBSERVATION: I think I'm starting to get used to the beige. Maybe.
- 9:00 PM - (Attempted) STARGAZING PART DEUX: I stepped outside again, determined to see something. I saw the stars and made out some constellations.
- OPINIONATED LANGUAGE: The air here is beautiful at night!
Day 3: Leaving with (Slightly) Less Doubt and (Definitely) More Dust
- 8:00 AM - BREAKFAST: (The Redemption of the Waffle): Yes, I had another waffle. Okay, maybe I did put a little too much syrup on it, but who's judging?
- 9:00 AM - SUPER 8 CHECKOUT AND FAREWELL: Check-out was smooth. Bye-bye, beige.
- 9:30 AM - DEPARTURE: Flight home.
- EMOTIONAL REACTION: Is it the lack of car? The dust? The endless tales of aliens? I don't know. But, I'm kind of sad to leave.
- RAMBLE ALERT: This trip was weird. It was beautiful. I may or may not believe in aliens… or maybe I do?
Post-Trip Wrap-Up:
THINGS I LEARNED:
- Rent a car. For the love of all that is holy, rent a car.
- Green Chile is a gift from the gods.
- Roswell is a weird, beautiful, and wonderfully bizarre place.
- It's okay to embrace the absurd.
WILL I RETURN? Absolutely. Maybe next time I won't be a total space cadet. And I will, without a doubt, be booking the car.
FINAL THOUGHT: This trip was, in its own messy, human, imperfect way, exactly what I needed. And maybe, just maybe, the aliens let me have some fun?
Roswell's BEST-Kept Secret Hotel: Super 8 Review (You WON'T Believe This!) - Frequently Asked Questions (and My Totally Unfiltered Reactions)
1. So, is this place REALLY a "BEST-kept Secret"? Come on...
Alright, alright, maybe "best-kept" is a *slight* exaggeration. But seriously, I'd never even *considered* staying at a Super 8 in Roswell. Roswell! Spaceships! Aliens! You'd think there'd be, you know, more... pizzazz? But then, a friend, let's call her Brenda (because that’s her name), swore by this place. "Clean!" she'd cackle, "and CHEAP! Like, shockingly cheap. Perfect for spotting alien activity... from the comfort of air conditioning!" The cheap part was what got me. And maybe Brenda's unshakeable conviction. So yeah, "best-kept" might be pushing it. More like... "surprisingly-not-awful-and-actually-kind-of-charming-in-a-grungy-way"... secret? I went in with low expectations. And honestly? I wasn’t *completely* disappointed. That's saying something, folks.
2. Seriously, What's the Vibe? Is it Spooky? (I'm hoping spooky)
Okay, spooky-ish. But not in the way you might think. It's less *haunted mansion* and more *slightly-uneasy-but-in-a-good-way-because-you're-in-Roswell-and-anything-could-happen.* The lobby? Think slightly-worn linoleum floors (with a persistent stickiness… I wonder who… nevermind…), a cluster of vending machines fighting a losing battle against gravity, and a front desk agent who's seen things. Probably a lot of things I want to ask about, but I'm too chicken. The decor leans heavily into the "generic roadside motel" aesthetic. But hey, it's Roswell! The *possibility* of something bizarre happening at any moment hangs in the air like… well, like a faint whiff of cheap coffee. Which, by the way, the coffee IS cheap. And weak. Very weak. But let's not dwell on coffee, okay?
3. Okay, Okay, the Room. The Room! Is it… clean? And what's with the bed?
Brenda was right. The room… was CLEAN. Like, surprisingly so. I was expecting dust bunnies the size of small extraterrestrials. There weren't any! Score one for Brenda! The bathroom? Immaculate. Seriously. And the bed! Okay, so the bed. It was… a bed. Not a luxurious cloud of memory foam. More of a… sturdy… rectangle. The sheets were clean! And the pillows… okay, the pillows were a bit flat. Like, "folded-in-half-and-called-it-a-pillow" flat. But hey, I wasn't expecting a five-star hotel. The most memorable part? The TV. It had more channels than I knew what to do with, and at least a dozen that featured… let's just say, *paranormal* investigations. Perfect. Pure, unfiltered perfect.
4. Breakfast? Don't even pretend it's AMAZING.
Look, I'm not going to lie. The breakfast… wasn't extraordinary. It was… a breakfast. Think: pre-packaged pastries (dry! oh, so dry!), instant oatmeal (with that weird film on top), and those little cardboard boxes of juice. There were also some sad-looking bananas. But, and this is a BIG but: THERE WAS A WAFFLE MAKER! And, bless its plastic heart, it actually *worked*. And let me tell you, crafting my own crispy, golden-brown waffle felt like a small victory. A tiny, slightly-burnt victory, but a victory nonetheless! Plus, it gave me something to do while contemplating the meaning of life in Roswell.
5. The Pool! Was there a pool? and, was it... *swimmable*?
Yes! There *was* a pool! Outside! And, uh… well, let’s just say it was... open. I peeked. The water was… a color. Not exactly inviting, but not actively green with algae, either. I didn’t go in. I’m not sure Brenda did either. (She was too busy spotting for alien activity from the parking lot). The pool area also featured some very questionable, very vintage-looking plastic chairs. They looked as though they'd survived a nuclear apocalypse, and I, friend, have a suspicion the pool is a place where dreams go to… well, let’s not go there. I think aliens have probably been in it. Who knows what they were doing in there...? Probably not swimming in a conventional manner. Maybe… experimenting with… the water? GAH! I'm getting shivers just thinking about it. Overall: proceed with caution. Or, you know, just admire it from afar.
6. Did you see anything… *unusual*? Anything that made you REALLY believe?
Okay, so I'm not going to say I saw a spaceship land in the parking lot. But… Brenda and I spent a good hour huddled by the window, pointing towards the east. And the sky was… luminous. It was late, probably 2 AM or so, and there was an odd, pulsating glow. Like something was… *happening*. Now, I'm no expert, but it wasn't normal. And the wind… it felt… different. Less like a normal New Mexico breeze, and more like… whispers. Whispers of… something. I tried to identify the source, I really did. It coulda been some light from the town. It coulda been… well, I don't know. It was… unsettling. And maybe, just *maybe*, a little bit… exciting. Brenda just kept repeating, “See? Told ya! This place is GOLD!” (She was right – about the gold, too, in a sense, the price). So, no spaceship. But the whispers? The strange light? The feeling of being… *watched*…? That, my friends, was the highlight of the trip. And the reason I’m now considering buying a tinfoil hat.
7. Okay, Final Verdict? Would you recommend this Roswell Super 8?
Look, it's no Four Seasons. But you're in Roswell! You came for the aliens, not the room service! If you're on a budget, and you're willing to embrace a little… *quirkiness*… then yes. Yes, I would recommend Roswell's Super 8. It's clean (mostly!), it's cheap, and it's a front-row seat to… well, the possibility of anything. Just pack earplugs for the highway noise. Consider bringing your own pillow. And *Escape To Inns
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