Escape to Espanola: Your Perfect Days Inn Getaway Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving HEADFIRST into "Escape to Espanola: Your Perfect Days Inn Getaway Awaits!" And let me tell you, I've seen some things, stayed in some places…and this one…well, let’s just say it’s an experience. Not necessarily a perfectly curated Insta-worthy one, but an experience all the same. And that, my friends, is what makes it interesting.
The Accessibility Angle (Because Everyone Deserves a Getaway!)
First off, big props to Days Inn for actually thinking about accessibility. We're talking wheelchair accessible rooms – and not just the token “we have a ramp” kind. I'm talking properly built doors, grab bars, the whole shebang… which is seriously impressive in a mid-range hotel. The elevator situation seems solid (essential!), and I saw mentions of facilities for disabled guests. HUGE win. Makes you feel like they care, you know?
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Mishap)
Okay, let's get real. Food is EVERYTHING. And the "Escape to Espanola" promises a smorgasbord. They've got:
- Restaurants (multiple!): This is a good sign. More options equals more chances of finding something edible, right? I saw mentions of Asian cuisine, Western cuisine, and even a vegetarian restaurant. Now, I didn't personally try everything (my digestive system has its limits), but the variety is there.
- Breakfast (buffet and in-room): Ah, the breakfast buffet. A battlefield of scrambled eggs and questionable sausage, yet also a haven for instant gratification. Free breakfast is always a win. And bonus points for the in-room option for those of us who prefer to stumble out of bed in a robe and wolf down our carbs in peace.
- Poolside bar: This one’s a big maybe – depending on the vibe. Picture it: you, a fruity cocktail, the sun beating down…or maybe just a lukewarm beer and a screaming kid. The possibilities are endless!
- Room service (24-hour): Okay, now we're talking! In a pinch, room service is my go-to. Especially around 3 AM when you're riddled with jet lag and only a burger will do.
My Rambling, Slightly Dysfunctional Experience (and Why You Might Love It)
Okay, for the sake of transparency, I HAVE to share my personal experience with a hotel breakfast buffet… I remember a place I once stayed at in Morocco, it wasn't the pinnacle of perfection. The scrambled eggs tasted suspiciously like… I'm not even sure what. And the coffee? Well, let's just say it could strip paint. But there was something endearing about it, some kind of chaotic charm. So, when I see a hotel touting a wide variety of food options, I tend to lower my expectations slightly and go in with an open mind and a healthy dose of humor. It's an experience, not a Michelin-star review, right?
Also, I really appreciate the "Breakfast takeaway service" option. Sometimes a girl just wants to grab something on the go without the social interactions that come with a restaurant. I can totally see myself snagging some pastries and coffee to enjoy in my room.
Things to Do (and Ways to Relax) – Spa Day Dreams!
Alright, this is where "Escape to Espanola" gets SERIOUSLY interesting.
- The Spa: Spa day!!! I saw mentions of body scrubs, body wraps, massages AND a sauna. Seriously? This is a game-changer. I am a firm believer that a good massage can solve ALL the world's problems (or at least temporarily numb them).
- Fitness Center: I can appreciate a gym, for those times when I'm suddenly filled with guilt after eating all the breakfast pastries.
- Swimming Pool (Outdoor): Sun, water, relaxation. Yes, please!
Cleanliness and Safety (Thank Goodness!)
This is HUGE in the post-pandemic world. They claim to be on top of things:
- Anti-viral cleaning products: YES!
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Important!
- Room sanitization between stays: Essential!
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Excellent.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere, I hope!
The Rooms (The Ultimate Test)
Here's the brass tacks. The rooms appear well-equipped:
- Air conditioning: Crucial.
- Free Wi-Fi: The modern necessity!
- Coffee/tea maker: Amen!
- Desk: (For all your important work, like planning your next spa appointment.)
- Private bathroom: Sigh of relief
- Blackout curtains: Oh, sweet sleep!
- Hair dryer: Because nobody has time to deal with wet hair on vacation.
The Really Good Stuff: What REALLY Makes it Escape-Worthy
While all the basics are there, the "Escape" element really shines through with the details. The "Room sanitization opt-out available" is a clever way to cater to different comfort levels. The "Couple's Room" option definitely suggests a romantic getaway – which is always a good thing. The "Pool with view" is a huge bonus if the scenery is worth it.
Quirks and Possible Drawbacks (Because Nothing's Perfect)
- Internet – LAN: Okay, does anyone even use LAN anymore? This suggests they might be slightly behind the times in technology. Hopefully, the Wi-Fi is strong!
- Pets Allowed (Unavailable): Boo! But I get it.
- Shrine: Could be awesome (cultural immersion!), or potentially a bit… unexpected.
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Luxury Courtyard Escape: Charlotte Matthews Hotel (NC)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly-planned travel brochure. This is my (slightly chaotic, very opinionated) guide to a stay at the Days Inn in Espanola, New Mexico. And let's be honest, staying anywhere is an adventure in itself, right?
Day 1: Arrival, Reality Check, and Run for the Border (Literally, the Restaurant)
- 14:00 - Arrival at Days Inn, Espanola. Okay, let's be honest, it looks… well, it looks like a Days Inn. You know the drill. Beige walls, vaguely outdated furniture, and that faint smell of… well, I’m not sure what it is, but it’s there. My first thought? Panic. “Did I book the right place? Did I accidentally end up in a roadside motel from a Coen brothers movie?” Nope. Just good old Espanola.
- 14:30 - Room Inspection & Mild Disappointment. Alright, the room. Clean-ish. The carpet has seen some things, that's for sure. The TV? Ancient. Remote control? Missing the battery compartment door. This is the gritty reality of budget travel, peeps. I have to remind myself that I'm not here for luxury; I’m here to experience. And, let's be honest, the experience may indeed include questionable carpet stains.
- 15:00 - The Great WiFi Hunt. So, the tiny sign at reception promises "Free WiFi!" Fantastic! I will need WiFi! I need to check in with the real world! But… the signal? About as strong as my patience at this point. After an infuriating 20 minutes of attempts to connect, I gave up. Clearly, I was not meant to connect. Maybe this is for the best. Maybe this is my sign.
- 16:00 - Exploring Espanola & Desperate Search for Food. The world is my oyster! I mean, Espanola is my oyster, and right now, all I'm thinking is hungry. I wander along in search of a meal, in search of my lost mojo (the WiFi probably stole it), and maybe a sign of life. There's a distinct lack of “pizzazz” that’s true. I want something “authentic” and I stumble upon a local eatery and that is where the REAL adventure began.
- 18:00 - Dinner: Run for the Border (Restaurant, Not the Country). Yeah, it's a Mexican restaurant, and let me tell yah, my tummy was growling. The food was… well, it was abundant. I ordered the biggest plate of enchiladas they had (because self-soothing, you know?), and I swear, half a cow ended up on my plate. I devoured it. No regrets. The salsa? Spicy and good, but I may have sweated out my eyeballs. The waiter? He seemed like he'd seen a few things. And he said something in Spanish that sounded like a joke, which only made the experience even more amazing.
Day 2: Art, A Mountain and a Bit of Soul-Searching
- 08:00 - Breakfast (Included, But Approach with Caution). Free breakfast! Hooray! But… It included everything you’d expect from a free hotel breakfast: instant coffee that tastes like vaguely acidic dust, stale pastries, and a plastic-wrapped "fruit" that I suspect might be a science experiment. I opted for toast. At least the toast can't disappoint, right?
- 09:00 - Exploring the Art Galleries. Espanola's got a surprisingly vibrant art scene! I stumbled into a few galleries and was immediately captivated. There was this one artist, with bright, bold colors, who was clearly letting the world know how wonderful she felt. I could feel the passion, the emotions. Seeing her work, gave me a real sense of hope. This kind of thing is what makes traveling magical.
- 11:00 - Road Trip to Taos - This is where things get a little hazy. The mountain scenery is absolutely breathtaking, but the drive itself? Long! I was so very tired, and the little car seemed to be driving on fumes. I was starting to wonder if I was imagining it all. But then, I stopped. I gazed at the mountaintops, and I had a moment. A real, unfiltered moment. The mountains were powerful and serene. I felt small, insignificant, and yet somehow… connected. I almost considered becoming a hermit and moving there to meditate.
- 13:00 - Lunch in Taos: I found a little cafe, ordered the local specialty. The food wasn't just delicious; it felt right. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated joy. And I took a vow to eat healthier. I failed the next day. But for that moment, I felt like a brand-new person.
- 15:00 - Back to Espanola & Room Chaos. Let me just say, a day spent with a mountain is a wild experience. As I arrived back at the Days Inn, I fell asleep, which was glorious.
- 18:00 - Dinner & "Contemplation". I ate more Mexican food. And I sipped. And I sat in my room and stared out the window. Tonight, I was not sure what to think.
Day 3: Departure & Reflections (Or, How to Survive a Budget Hotel and Still Keep Your Sanity)
- 08:00 - Failed Breakfast Attempt & Leaving. You know, the free breakfast? I just couldn’t face it today. The fear of disappointment was greater than the hunger. I decided to skip the breakfast. I didn't have anything left to do in the hotel.
- 10:00 - Quick Stop for Gasoline. I fueled up the car. The tank. Everything.
- 11:00 - Leaving Espanola & The Days Inn Behind. As I drove away from the Days Inn, I felt a strange mix of relief and… I don’t know. Nostalgia? Maybe it was the weird carpet, the weak WiFi, or the sheer, unapologetic ordinariness of it all. It wasn’t perfect. Far from it. But it was real.
- 12:00 - Final thoughts. Maybe traveling isn't about perfect hotels or Michelin-star restaurants. Maybe it’s about the unexpected run-ins, the questionable carpets, and the moments of true, unadulterated connection. Maybe it’s about finding a bit of beauty in the ordinary, even if that ordinary happens to be a slightly run-down Days Inn in Espanola, New Mexico. And I definitely found a little bit of myself along the way. I would go again, and let me tell you, next time I am bringing my own WiFi. And maybe some air freshener.
So, like, what *is* ? Can you give me the elevator pitch? (If you can even stand an elevator!)
Ugh, the elevator pitch. I hate those. Okay, okay…
Let's just say: it's complicated. But also, potentially amazing. Depends on the day, the coffee, and the general state of the world, honestly.
Are there any particular benefits I can look forward to? Like, real ones?
Benefits? Oh, honey, I live for the benefits! But let’s be real, life’s rarely a walk in the park. However, there are some… I guess you could call them *potential* benefits. For example, I once… okay, this is embarrassing… I once spent a solid week convinced
The real benefit, if I had to pinpoint it, is the… the *feeling*. Sometimes. When it clicks. Like, a little spark of… I don't know if it's joy, enlightenment, or just caffeine withdrawal. But yeah, it's there. Or maybe it's just me hallucinating. I'm probably hallucinating.
What are the major difficulties or challenges? Lay it on me. I can take it. (Maybe.)
Oh, you *think* you can handle it? Bless your naive little heart. The difficulties? Dude, where do I even *begin*? First, there's the overwhelm. Like, a tidal wave of information that threatens to drown you in jargon and acronyms. I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm learning a whole new language just to understand the *questions*!
Then there's doubt. The crippling, soul-crushing doubt that whispers in your ear at 3 AM, telling you you're a complete idiot and should just give up. It's a constant companion, that little voice. Mine's called "Brenda." Brenda is a real downer.
And the biggest challenge of all? Actually *sticking* with it! Life has a way of throwing curveballs – a flat tire, a demanding boss, a particularly stubborn stain on your favorite shirt. Distractions abound! And sometimes, you just want to binge-watch reality TV and pretend the world isn't spinning out of control. I get it. I *really* get it.
Okay, but what about the *technical* aspects? Like, what do I *actually* need to *do*?
Ugh, *technical*. I'm not a techie. I'm more of a "find a comfortable chair and stare at a screen until my eyes bleed" kind of person. But… Okay, fine. You probably need… equipment. Depending on the level of your interest. Also, you will need to deal with your own expectations, and the fact that everything takes longer than you thought it could. I spent weeks trying to get that one thing set up, and it was… well, let's just say a lot of Googling and a few well-aimed throws of a particularly sturdy stapler (I'm not proud, okay?).
You’ll also need patience. LOTS of it. And coffee. Seriously, stock up on coffee. And maybe a therapist. Just in case. Because, let's be honest, this is probably going to get weird.
I'm a complete beginner. Where do I *start*? Is there a "Beginner's Guide to for Dummies"?
Beginner? Oh, honey, welcome to the club! We have jackets. They're slightly stained with coffee and existential dread. Look, starting is the hardest part. The fear of the unknown is REAL. I remember being utterly, completely overwhelmed when I first started. It felt like trying to learn a foreign language while also juggling chainsaws.
My best advice? Baby steps. Don't try to master everything at once. Pick one aspect that intrigues you and just… *play*. Mess around. Make mistakes. It's okay to screw up! In fact, screwing up is practically a rite of passage. Embrace the chaos. And for the love of all that is holy, don't be afraid to ask for help. We've all been there. Even the "experts." Though, I'm still not entirely convinced some of them are human.
What are the potential pitfalls and dangers? Are there any red flags I should look out for?
Pitfalls? Oh, sweet summer child. There are *always* pitfalls. There's the potential for… well, let's just say some people get *very* invested. Like, beyond reasonable. Boundaries are important! Especially with… well, I'd rather not go into it because the memories are… well, let's just say I'm still recovering from that particular episode.
Red flags? Watch out for anything that sounds too good to be true. Always. And trust your gut. If something feels off, it probably is. Also never, ever, trust a person in a shiny suit. Generally speaking.
What's the best way to avoid getting overwhelmed? How do I stay sane with all the information?
Overwhelmed? Oh, you *will* get overwhelmed. It's inevitable. It's like a rite of passage, a badge of honor. The best way to avoid it? Seriously, there's no magic bullet. It's a mix of things. I cope. Barely. Boundaries are key. If you try to do everything at once, you *will* die. Or at least, your brain will. And that's just as bad.
Also, take breaks! Go for a walk, pet a dog, eat some ice cream. Do literally anything that pulls you away from the screen. Remind yourself that it's okay not to know everything and that nobody is perfect. Including me. You can skip a minor category of interest if it just takes away from your time, and then you feel guilty for not finishing it.
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