Ontario's BEST Kept Secret Motel? (Motel 6 Review!)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the… well, let's just call it a secret motel in Ontario. And not the Best Kept Secret kind of secret. More like, the kinda secret you tell a friend in a whisper after two shots of tequila. This is my review of… the Motel 6. Yes, that Motel 6. Let's go.
(Disclaimer: This review is based on my personal experience. Your mileage, and, let's be honest, your expectations, may vary wildly.)
First Impressions: The Arrival (and the Curb Appeal… or Lack Thereof)
Accessibility: Okay, let's be real. Accessibility is important. And thankfully, there's a ramp! I’m not gonna lie, the exterior isn’t winning any design awards. Picture a beige rectangle. But hey, at least it's a accessible beige rectangle, right? And that's a huge win for those who need it. It’s worth noting here, because I didn't SEE much evidence of extra ADA accommodations besides the ramp.
What, No Pool of Luxury? Alright, maybe tone down your excitement
- Swimming pool: Outdoor pool - Yup. The pool was a lukewarm, chlorine-scented rectangle. Not a "pool with a view". A "pool beside a view of the parking lot" kind of view. It's fine. It keeps you wet. But, let’s be real, it screams, “We’re here to provide basics, not to stun the rich and famous.”
Cleanliness and Safety: The Constant Worry
- Cleanliness and safety: This is where things get… interesting. I'm generally a "glass half full" kind of person. But the term "anti-viral cleaning products" and "rooms sanitized between stays" can only soothe so much. The hallways had that distinct "hotel carpet" smell: a mix of cleaning chemicals and a faint hint of… everything else. The room itself? Clean enough. I checked the usual spots. The corners of the bathroom? Passed. The remote control? (shivers)… fine. Not pristine, but not actively horrifying.
- Hand sanitizer: Present, and a welcome touch.
- Safety/security feature: Smoke detectors, fire extinguishers, and CCTV in common areas. Check and check.
The Room: A Study in Functionality (and Minor Disappointment)
- Available in all rooms: Let's run through some of the key things!
- Air conditioning: It works! Praise be.
- Internet access – wireless (Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!): Okay, this is important. In theory the room had wi-fi, it was a strong signal. In practice, it cut out a few times. But hey. it's free, which is a massive pro.
- Desk: Yup, a desk with a lamp. Gotta love that!
- Bathroom: Basic. Functional. The water was hot, the water pressure was acceptable.
- Wake-up service: Yes, they do offer this!
- In-room safe box: Nope. But come on, you're at a Motel 6. Don't expect Fort Knox.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure (or Mild Disappointment)
- Restaurants: There's no on-site restaurant. Fine. I needed to go get some food somewhere.
- Breakfast service: None. You are on your own.
The "Things To Do" Section (or, "Entertainment is Secondary")
- Gym/fitness: Nope. No gym. You'll have to find another way to work out, or enjoy your guilt-free indulgence on the road.
- Spa/sauna: Nope. Nada. Zilch. This isn't the place for pampering.
Services and Conveniences:
- Air conditioning in public area: Yup.
- Concierge: LOL. No.
- Convenience store: Nope.
- Daily housekeeping: Yup, they do clean the rooms.
- Laundry service: Nope.
- Cash withdrawal: Yes, a bank is on site.
- Parking, it’s free. And plentiful.
For the Kids:
- Family/child friendly: Alright, there are no fancy kids' facilities.
The Verdict: Is It Worth the Price?
Okay, let's be brutally honest. The Motel 6 is… a Motel 6. It's a place to crash. It's not the Ritz-Carlton. It's not going to win any awards for luxury or charm. But, the room was reasonably clean, the wi-fi worked (mostly), and the location was convenient for my needs. So, yeah, for what it is – a basic, functional, budget-friendly place to sleep – it’s perfectly acceptable.
The "Secret" Revealed (and Why You Might Still Book):
So, is this Ontario's "Best Kept Secret"? Absolutely not. Is it a secret? Definitely not. It's a Motel 6. Everyone knows what they're gonna get. But here's why you might still book it:
- The Price: It's cheap. Like, really cheap. If you're on a budget and need a place to rest your head, this is a good option.
- Location, Location, Location: Convenient.
- No Pretense: What you see is what you get, it’s a no-frills, no-nonsense experience.
The Offer (Because Why the Heck Not?):
Okay, so here's the deal. Book your stay at the Motel 6 (Ontario location!) and I'll offer you something… extra. Because let's face it, everyone needs something to look forward to.
Book your stay and get:
- I Can’t Fix It. I Did Not Break It Guarantee: If anything goes catastrophically wrong during your stay (within reason, people!), email me a picture, and I'll acknowledge it.
Honestly, if you're looking for a place to spend the night, it’s a safe bet. But if you need a spa experience? Run. Run far, far away.
Final Thoughts: 3/5 stars. It’s functional. It’s a place to sleep. It's a Motel 6. What more could you want?
Pontiac's BEST Hampton Inn? (IL) Shocking Reviews Inside!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly polished travel itinerary. This is… me. And I'm about to survive (hopefully) a two-night stand (literally) at the Motel 6 in Ontario, Oregon. God help us all.
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of a Beige Room
- 1:00 PM - Arrival at Motel 6, Ontario, OR (God, I Hope I Haven't Got the Wrong Address)
- Okay, so I pulled in, and the exterior… well, it’s distinctive. Think faded glory, a hint of desperation, and that particular Motel 6 scent, a potent blend of stale air conditioning and regret. Check-in was… efficient. The lady behind the counter, bless her heart, looked like she'd seen a thousand broken dreams walk through those doors. My key card worked, always a good sign. For now.
- 1:30 PM - The Room: Exploration and Mild Panic
- Ah, yes. The room. The promised land of beige. Beige walls, beige carpet, a beige bedspread so thin I'm pretty sure you could see the stitching. The TV is tiny, probably a relic from the Clinton administration, and the remote… let's just say it's seen better days (and probably been through a few arguments). The bathroom? Well, let's just say I'm already strategizing my hand hygiene ritual.
- Anecdote: Right now, I'm debating whether to unpack or just live out of my suitcase for the next 48 hours. The unpacking process is a whole emotional journey in itself. You know, the tiny moments of trying to find a space for your toiletries, the existential fear of your stuff just not fitting, all of it.
- 2:00 PM - Snacks and Existential Crisis (Part 1)
- I hit up the vending machine. The snacks of choice are a bag of chips and bottled water. I'm already feeling myself wondering, "What am I doing with my life?" You know, the usual. I think I should just eat the chips, and leave the thoughts for later.
- 3:00 PM - The Town of Ontario, OR (Attempted Exploration)
- Alright, time to face the outside world! I'm venturing out to see what Ontario has to offer. Wish me luck. I have a map, I swear its a little more detailed than the one I could get in my room.
- Quirky Observation: The streets are so quiet. It's like everyone's either hiding or has already left to another town.
- 4:00 PM - Coffee (Needed)
- Found a diner. Ordered coffee and fries. Let's see if this place has wifi.
- Emotional Reaction: The coffee tastes like despair, but it's caffeinated despair, and that's really what I needed right now.
- 5:00 PM - Return to Motel 6 (Safe and Sound, Maybe)
- Back in my beige sanctuary. This time, I'm ready to unpack.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner (The Decision)
- Okay, dinner. Do i order from somewhere, or do I eat the chips again?
- Opinionated Language: The chips. Always the chips.
- 7:00 PM - TV and Deep Regret
- The TV is still tiny.
- Messy Structure and Rambles: I'm reading a book. I'm looking out the window. I'm eating chips. I'm starting to think about how far away from everything I am. Why did I pick Ontario, Oregon? I'm starting to think about all the things I should have done to prepare. I didn't bring a hairbrush. I should have called my friend before I went. I'm not sure you can get a good hairbrush around here, and I shouldn't call my friend.
- 9:00 PM - Sleep is the Solution
- Time for sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Day 2: Double Down!
- 8:00 AM - Wake Up (The Struggle is Real)
- Okay, I survived the night. The bed wasn't as bad as I anticipated. The thin bedspread is a blanket. So that's good.
- 9:00 AM - Coffee and the Internet
- I need more coffee. And the internet. I really need to check my emails and the news.
- Emotional Reaction: The news is what I feared.
- 10:00 AM - Exploring the Town (Round Two)
- I am more prepared this time. I found a thrift store.
- 11:00 AM - The Town (Round 3)
- I am taking a walk to enjoy the scenery.
- Anecdote: I found a beautiful open space.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch
- I am ordering an overpriced burger.
- 1:00 PM - Rest and Relaxation
- I am back in the room, sitting in the chair thinking and waiting.
- 3:00 PM - The Decision
- I have some time to make a decision. I might just go to sleep.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner (Again?)
- I have the food.
- Stronger emotional Reaction: This burger is terrible, and so is everything.
- 8:00 PM - TV, More TV
- The TV is my only companion to get me through this.
- Messy Structure and Rambles: Still staring. Still thinking. About tomorrow, and then about the next day.
- 9:00 PM - Sleep
- I have to be gone tomorrow.
Day 3: Freedom! (Hopefully)
- 7:00 AM - Awaken and Pack (The Escape)
- Wake up - let's leave.
- 7:30 AM - Check Out (Finally!)
- Check-out was quick. No questions asked. I'm free!
- 8:00 AM - Head to….
- I am back on the road.
This itinerary is a work in progress, just like me. And who knows what adventures (and potential breakdowns) tomorrow will bring. Wish me luck. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.
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The Truth About Ontario's "BEST Kept Secret" Motel... (A.K.A. Motel 6, Probably) - Don't Judge Me!
Okay, *seriously*, what IS the "Best Kept Secret" motel actually *like*? Is it really that secret?
Alright, alright, let's get this straight. The "Best Kept Secret" thing? Purely aspirational. I'm pretty sure the "secret" got out decades ago. Honestly...it's a Motel 6. You know. The one with the… well, I *think* it's a flickering neon sign. Or *was* flickering. I went last Tuesday, and honestly, after 14 hours of driving with a screaming toddler and an in-law who loudly hates "modern architectural flourishes" (the Motel 6 *is* a modern architectural flourish, right?), I was barely registering reality. So, secret? Nah. Functional? Mostly. Memorable? Oh yeah. More on that later.
Cleanliness: Am I going to contract something? Be real!
Okay, let's rip this Band-Aid off. Cleanliness? It *varies*. Look, you’re not booking the Ritz. You're booking… sustenance for a weary soul. My experience… and let me tell you, I’ve had MANY… ranged from "tolerable" to "shudder-inducing." The LAST time? Found a rogue… hair. Yes, just one. But in the *shower*. My inner germaphobe almost had a panic attack. I meticulously showered *again*. And then triple-checked the bedsheets. Overall, bring your own wipes, your own spray, and *possibly* your own hazmat suit. Okay, maybe not the hazmat suit. But *definitely* wipes. Seriously.
The Amenities! WHAT amenities?
Amenities… that's putting it gently. Think… bare bones. My last trip? The "free" Wi-Fi was about as "free" as a politician's promises. I spent a solid hour trying to connect, then gave up and tethered to my phone. Which, of course, promptly ate my data plan. The TV? Static city. The pool? If there *was* a pool, it was hidden. I think I might've seen a vending machine that dispensed… well, mostly disappointment and stale potato chips. So yeah, pack your entertainment.
Talk about the Staff! Are they… alive? Helpful at all?
This is where things get… interesting. The staff, bless their hearts, are always trying their best. Depending on the day, the staff were either completely aloof or really, REALLY sweet and trying their hardest. Sometimes they’re practically nonexistent. I swear, the front desk clerk at my last trip had been doing this since the Reagan administration. He saw my toddler, offered a tiny, utterly unhelpful, but heartfelt, "Welcome to the hotel... and good luck." He was probably right.
The *one* time I had an issue – leaky faucet – the repair guy arrived within an hour (bless him). They were never actually *rude*, just… world-weary. And who can blame them? They've seen it all. And it was a LOT.
Okay, tell me about the *one thing* that stands out. The "memorable" experience you mentioned?
Alright, Buckle up. It all started with the *toilet*. Now, I’m not a high-maintenance person. I really am not. But… the toilet. It kept running. Like, constantly. A steady, maddening *shhhhhh* echoing through the room. It was late. The toddler was finally sleeping. The in-law was snoring like a freight train. And the toilet was *shhhhhhing*. I tried everything. Jiggling the handle. Swearing at it. Even a pathetic, silent prayer. Nothing. The shushing continued.
It was sheer, unfiltered *torture*.
Finally, in a moment of pure, sleep-deprived desperation, I did the unthinkable: I got a plastic water bottle, filled it, and wedged it *inside* the toilet tank. It worked! The shushing… stopped! Until, of course, the next person (me) flushed. It was a makeshift solution. A testament to the absurdities of life.
I swear, that toilet is the most vivid memory I have. The fact that I stayed there for two nights… and found myself celebrating even that small victory makes it unforgettable.
Location, Location, Location! Is it Even… there?
Location is usually *fine*. Proximity to the highway is often a bonus (and a detriment). It's rarely scenic; you're not booking a room overlooking the Aegean. But in a pinch? And you're exhausted? It'll do. Just don’t expect a gourmet dinner nearby. It's more like "fast food forest" territory.
Based on all this… should I stay there? Be brutally honest!
Look, here's the deal. If you're on a budget, desperate, and not too fussy? Yeah, absolutely. It's a roof over your head. It offers a *mostly* safe place to sleep. But if you're seeking luxury, romance, or a generally relaxing getaway? RUN. And bring your own earplugs. And maybe a plumber. And sanity. You’ll need it. You *totally* will.
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