
Escape to Sunshine: Howard Johnson's Tallahassee Oasis Awaits!
Escape to Sunshine: Howard Johnson's Tallahassee Oasis Awaits! – A Messy, Honest Review
Alright, buckle up, sunshine seekers! I just stumbled out of the Howard Johnson in Tallahassee, and my brain is still processing the sheer experience. They call it an "oasis," and well, it is an oasis… of sorts. Let me just… gather my thoughts, ‘cause this place is a whole vibe. This ain't your polished, perfectly curated hotel review, folks. This is the real, imperfect deal.
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Okay, deep breath. Let's dive in…
Accessibility (The Good Samaritan Award Goes To…):
Okay, first off, massive props for accessibility. The website boasts it, and they deliver. Wheelchair accessible paths crisscrossed the property, and the ramps weren't just functional; they were actually well-maintained. Elevator access to all floors? Check. Facilities for disabled guests? Yep. (Although, I'm not disabled, so I can't personally vouch for every detail, but it looked promising!) This is a HUGE win in my book. They've really tried to make it welcoming for everyone. Gotta give credit where credit is due. Now, if only all hotels were this thoughtful.
Internet Access (A Digital Nomad's Prayer Answered… Mostly):
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! And fast Wi-Fi! Oh wait… It wasn't always fast. Look, sometimes, during peak hours (read: when everyone was avoiding the Florida humidity and glued to their phones), it was a bit… clunky. But hey, it was free, and honestly, it kept me connected enough for my work (or, you know, scrolling through cat videos, no judgment). Internet [LAN] was also available, but let's be real, who uses those anymore?
Cleanliness and Safety (Sanitized, But Not Sterile):
Alright, the post-COVID world's a wild one. How did the Howard Johnson, Tallahassee, fair? Pretty darn well, considering. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Rooms sanitized between stays – all present and accounted for. Hand sanitizer stations? Everywhere! (Probably more than I’ve seen in my own house!) Plus, stuff like Individually-wrapped food options, and Safe dining setup make you feel that they care. Not a germaphobe's paradise, but definitely a place that tries. However, and this is a small thing, some of the elevator buttons looked like they could use a good scrubbing. But hey, nobody’s perfect!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (From Buffet Bliss to… Let's Just Say "Varied"):
This is where things get… interesting. The Breakfast service? Picture a classic American buffet. I'm talking eggs (sometimes suspiciously yellow), bacon (crispy, sometimes), and an assortment of pastries that seemed to be defying the laws of nature by remaining… vaguely edible. The Breakfast [buffet] itself was… well, it was there. It filled the void, let's put it that way. There was, I think, a coffee/tea in restaurant option. And honestly, that coffee got me through some mornings.
The Poolside bar, on the other hand? That was a whole other level of "interesting." The atmosphere? Pure, unadulterated Florida… with a touch of "I'm not sure what day it is." The drinks were… generous. Let's leave it at that. They had Poolside bar food, which consisted of mainly fried things. Not my finest moment, but definitely a moment.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax (Spa, Fitness, and… The Tallahassee Vibe):
Swimming pool [outdoor]? Yes! And it was actually pretty nice! I spent a good chunk of time there, basking in the Florida sun and wondering if I needed more sunscreen. The Fitness center? Well, it existed. It wasn't a state-of-the-art gym, but it had the essentials: treadmills, weights, and… a distinct lack of motivation on my part.
I was curious about the Spa. But… I couldn't quite bring myself to commit.
Services and Conveniences (From Laundry to a Place to Hide):
The Concierge? Super friendly. Cash withdrawal? Check. Laundry service? Also, check. They even had a little Convenience store with essentials (and, of course, a slightly overpriced selection of snacks). My room had an Ironing service and a Dry cleaning (that I didn't use, but they said they had). The Daily housekeeping was pretty good, but the service varied by the day, which is kind of what you'd expect at a big hotel.
For the Kids (Family Fun Factor):
The Howard Johnson seemed pretty family-friendly. They had Kids facilities and were generally welcoming to the little ones. I didn't bring any kids, so I can't give you the full parent experience.
Available in All Rooms (The Essentials… And a Few Surprises):
My room (Non-smoking, thankfully!) was pretty standard. Air conditioning (a must in Florida, folks!), Alarm clock, Coffee/tea maker (a lifesaver!), Desk, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, and Refrigerator. The Blackout curtains were a godsend for sleeping in. The Bed, ah, it was a bit… firm. But hey, at least there was a Seating area to relax in and watch cable. They even had Complimentary tea, which, honestly, was a nice touch. The TV had the usual channels, plus a few on-demand movies.
Getting Around (Wheels and More):
Car park [free of charge] was a huge plus. Taxi service was readily available. I didn’t need an Airport transfer, but they had it.
The Anecdote That Sums It All Up:
One evening, as I was returning from the pool’s bar, I ran into a guy at the elevator. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, holding a half-eaten hot dog, and looked utterly lost. We ended up chatting for a good twenty minutes. He told me he gets lost in a good book. And then he just looked up at me and said, "This place is… something, isn't it?"
And that, my friends, is the essence of the Howard Johnson, Tallahassee. It's "something". It's not perfect, it's not fancy, but it's… honest. It's a place where you can relax, maybe get a little lost in the Tallahassee vibe, and leave with a story to tell.
The Verdict:
Would I recommend it? Absolutely. If you're looking for a clean, accessible, conveniently located, and genuinely interesting place to stay in Tallahassee, the Howard Johnson is worth a look. Just go in with an open mind, embrace the quirks, and remember to bring your own sunscreen. And maybe a few extra batteries for your phone. You'll need them.
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The Tallahassee Travails: A Stream-of-Consciousness Itinerary (and likely a descent into madness)
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Motel Room Mystery
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Tallahassee International Airport (TLH). Sigh of sweet, humid Florida air. Okay, maybe a whiff of jet fuel too. Grab my rental car - a beat-up Corolla named "Betsy" (because she’s reliable-ish). Already sweating. This isn’t the beach, but the Florida heat is aggressive.
- 2:00 PM: Check in to the Howard Johnson. Pray for no bedbugs. Inspect the room with the meticulousness of a CSI agent. Discover - and this is the big one - the remote is missing its battery cover. Disaster! Mild panic sets in. This is a sign. A harbinger of doom? Or just… a motel room.
- 2:30 PM: Attempt to unpack. Realize I packed approximately 20% of the clothes I thought I’d packed. This is the first of many wardrobe failures. Settle the clothes in the closet, which is just a long pole.
- 3:00 PM: Venture out in search of sustenance! The internet, with its infinite wisdom, suggested a local diner. "Mom's Homestyle Kitchen." Sounds promising. I’m picturing a real-life Norman Rockwell painting.
- 3:30 PM: Arrive at Mom's. It is… not a Norman Rockwell painting. Turns out, it's more of a "Mom's Who's Seen Some Things" kinda kitchen. Which is fine! I like a place with character. The waitress, a woman named Doris with a smile that’s seen a million plates of eggs, takes my order. I order a burger. Simple. Safe.
- 4:00 PM: The burger arrives. Doris apologizes "We had a little BBQ this morning, that's where the smoke smell's coming from". The burger is overcooked, but the fries are perfect. And the sweet tea… oh, the sweet tea. Worth the trip alone. Doris refills my sweet tea like she can read my soul. I heart Doris.
- 5:00 PM: Rest at the motel.
- 6:00 PM: Head to the state Capitol building. It's… big. Impressive. I wander around, feeling a little lost, a little underdressed. The architecture is stunning even if the air conditioning wasn't.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a place called "Andrew's Downtown". Supposedly swanky! Place is buzzing with folks, I'm sure the Capitol crowd. Overpriced. Overhyped. My salmon was dry. My waiter was charming. I am feeling a cocktail, then some room service.
- 8:30 PM: Back to the hotel. Netflix and the aforementioned remote predicament. Maybe I can jury-rig something. This is a challenge, damn it! I. Will. Watch. TV. And I will figure out how to do it without the battery cover!
Day 2: Seminoles and Existential Dread
- 8:00 AM: Confront the Continental Breakfast. Waffles. Stale donuts. Questionable orange juice that tastes vaguely of… chemicals? Eat the waffle. Accept my fate.
- 9:00 AM – 12:00 PM: FSU Campus Tour. The only thing I know about FSU is that they’re the Seminoles of the Florida State University. The campus is gorgeous, all Spanish moss and brick buildings. I walk around trying to look like I know what I’m doing, occasionally muttering things about "the pursuit of knowledge" and "the importance of higher education." (I have no clue what I'm doing).
- 10:00 AM: Seminole Spirit. The energy here is palpable. I am not feeling it.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. I have to be honest, I was unimpressed by the food at the campus. I decided to wander the city again.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Tallahassee Museum. This place is an absolute gem. It’s a living history museum, meaning they have actual people who live in the old buildings and show you how they once lived. I saw a Seminole village and was extremely touched.
- 4:00 PM: Drive around the city.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner and drinks at a place called "The Edison." It's got a cool, industrial vibe. The burger is tasty, the beer is cold.
- 7:00 PM: Back at the hotel. The battery cover is still missing. I spend far too long attempting to create a makeshift cover using… something. I won’t tell you. It involves tin foil and an unhealthy level of desperation. Success! But at what cost? (My dignity, mostly.)
Day 3: Goodbye Tally, and Maybe a Little Therapy?
- 8:00 AM: Continental Breakfast, Round 2. This time, I bravely attempt the "fruit." It's… not good. Regret sets in.
- 9:00 AM: Check out. Relieved. But also… strangely sad? I’ve bonded with this slightly grubby motel. Its flaws are its character. (And the lack of a battery cover will forever be seared into my memory.)
- 10:00 AM: One last drive through the city. Say goodbye to Tallahassee and the ghosts of my wardrobe failures.
- 11:00 AM: Head to the airport and board my flight.
- 1:00 PM: Arrive home and immediately start planning a trip… somewhere with a slightly more reliable remote control situation.
Final Thoughts:
Tallahassee, you were… interesting. You were humid. You were a little rough around the edges. You had some serious sweet tea. You provided a good meal at a local diner. You gave me a new appreciation for the power of duct tape (and the futility of attempting to fix a broken remote). And you maybe, just maybe, taught me a little bit about myself. Like, I need to pack more than three shirts. And, possibly, that therapy might be a good idea. But hey, that’s what travel is all about, right? Finding out who you are, even if it's just the slightly-worn, remote-cover-challenged version. See ya later, Tally.
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Okay, so, is this place REALLY an "oasis"? My expectations are... tempered.
The online photos... are they, uh, *accurate*? Because I've been burned before.
Is the location convenient? I'm planning on exploring the city.
Let's talk breakfast. Is it the usual sad continental situation?
How's the Wi-Fi? Because I need to work (ugh).
Tell me about the staff! Good or... not so good?
Is this place kid-friendly? I'm traveling with a small army.
Is it worth the money? I'm on a budget, but I still want to enjoy myself.
Okay, the *vibe*. What's the overall... feeling?


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