Pittsburg's BEST Budget Hotel: Unbeatable Value at America's Best Value Inn!
Pittsburg's BEST Budget Hotel: America's Best Value Inn - A Review That's Actually Real (And a Bit Chaotic)
Alright, folks, buckle up. We're diving headfirst into the… ahem… "Unbeatable Value" promised by America's Best Value Inn in Pittsburg. And honestly? After my stay, I'm not sure if "unbeatable" is the right word. More like… "surprisingly decent for the price, with a few quirks and a healthy dose of 'what-did-I-expect?'" But hey, let's unpack this mess, shall we? This ain't your glossy travel magazine, it's the real deal – a review from a sleep-deprived traveler armed with a laptop and a whole lot of opinions.
First, the Essentials (and the Not-So-Essentials):
Let's get the dry stuff out of the way. Accessibility: They do have facilities for disabled guests. Yay! Internet? Oh, yes, internet! They scream about Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, and… well, it works. Mostly. Sometimes it's lightning fast, other times you're staring at your screen, praying to the internet gods. (I spent a good hour trying to upload a picture of a particularly sad-looking breakfast burrito.) Internet [LAN]? Nope, didn't see any LAN ports, but who uses those anymore, honestly? Internet services get a solid "existent." But hey, at this price point, I wasn't expecting a dedicated fiber line to each room.
Cleanliness and Safety - Because, You Know, Pandemic Times:
Okay, this is where things got interesting. They're trying. They're touting Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Rooms sanitized between stays. I saw a lot of sanitizing going on, which is reassuring. Hand sanitizer stations were plentiful. Daily housekeeping was a godsend. Staff trained in safety protocol? Seemed like it. They all wore masks, and there were those little distancing stickers on the floor. Room sanitization opt-out available? Uh, I didn't ask, but I'm sure if you realllly wanted to, you could.
The real test? My room. Did it feel… clean? Yes, generally. Did it feel pristine? No. There was a slightly… musty scent, like the lingering ghost of a thousand cheap air fresheners. But hey, it wasn't dirty, and the bedsheets looked clean. So, a win, I guess? I didn't tear the place apart looking for dirt (I'm not that type of reviewer).
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - The Fuel of the Traveler:
This is where the "budget" part really bites. Forget gourmet. Think… functional. Breakfast [buffet]? Yes, but don't get your hopes up. It was comprised of the usual suspects: instant oatmeal (which I bravely conquered), those individually wrapped pastries that taste mostly of regret, some sad-looking fruit, and lukewarm coffee that could probably strip paint. They had a Breakfast takeaway service, which was a lifesaver when I needed to bolt. As for the rest… Coffee shop? Not in sight. Restaurants? Nope. Poolside bar? HA! This ain't the Four Seasons, people. There's a Snack bar with the usual vending machines. So, pack your own snacks. Seriously.
Services and Conveniences - The Stuff That Makes Life Bearable (Sometimes):
Okay, this is a mixed bag. Air conditioning in public area: Yep, thank god. Elevator: Yes! (Important, because I’m lazy.) Dry cleaning? Dry cleaning? I saw a few services on hand. They have Doorman? Um NO, not at all! Laundry service: Yeah, but you gotta pay. The rest is pretty standard.
For the Kids - Because, You Know, Families:
I saw a few families around. They had Family/child friendly stamped all over their website. Babysitting service? Probably not. Kids facilities? I didn't see any, but it’s probably for the best.
Getting Around - Navigating Pittsburg:
Airport transfer? Doubtful (but check). Car park [free of charge]? YES! Praise be the parking gods. Taxi service? There’s probably a taxi.
The Rooms - Where the Magic (Or Lack Thereof) Happens:
Alright, let's talk room specifics, because this is where the budget reality truly hits home.
- Available in all rooms: Air conditioning (essential), Alarm clock (ugh, the dreaded beeping), Coffee/tea maker (the tea bags were… meh), Daily housekeeping (bless them), Desk, Free bottled water (a small, welcome offering), Hair dryer, Ironing facilities (if you're into that), Internet access – wireless and Wi-Fi [free] as mentioned above, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Shower, Smoke detector, Telephone (yawn), Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Window that opens.
- But…: The Blackout curtains were more like "dim-out curtains". The Bed? Comfortable enough, but definitely not a cloud. The Carpeting… well, let's just say it had seen better days. And the TV? The usual selection, but the screen seemed a little fuzzy, and I'm fairly sure the remote was held together with duct tape. There was a Seating area (two chairs and a small table, perfect for eating your sad breakfast burrito).
My Eureka Moment (Or, the Bed That Ruined My Entire Evening):
Okay, here's the thing that really sticks in my craw: That extra long bed? It was… extra long. And I, a man of above-average height, still felt like my feet were dangling off the edge. I'm being dramatic, yes. It's just… I'm not used to my feet hanging like that.
My Overall Verdict & The Almighty Offer:
Look, America's Best Value Inn in Pittsburg isn't the Ritz-Carlton. It's a budget hotel, plain and simple. And for the price, it’s… fine. It's clean enough, the staff are trying, and you can get a (barely) edible breakfast.
But here's where the "Unbeatable Value" comes in:
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- Car parking [free of charge] (saving you those precious pennies).
- 24/7 Front Desk Ready To Help You (even if it's to find the nearest Taco Bell).
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This is my raw, real, and slightly rambling review. Don't say I didn't warn you!
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This ain't your sanitized, Instagram-filtered itinerary. This is a real trip to Pittsburg, Kansas, from the perspective of someone who maybe (probably) overpacked and definitely underestimated the charm of roadside diners. And the overwhelming desire to nap.
Trip Title: Pittsburg, PA (Kinda), or "Why Did I Think This Was a Good Idea?"
Hotel Basecamp: Americas Best Value Inn Pittsburg (Yeah, that's it. I'm calling it "The Value." Solid choice. Kind of. Let's call it… functional.)
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of the Flat Plain
Time: Anytime. (The beauty of a road trip. Also, my personal failing of being chronically late.)
Activity: Driving. Lots and lots of driving. The map promised a scenic route. The reality? Flat, beige fields stretching to infinity. At one point, I swear I saw a tumbleweed judging me. I may have had an existential crisis behind the wheel, contemplating my life choices and the meaning of a perfectly symmetrical hay bale.
Transportation: My trusty, aging sedan, lovingly nicknamed "The Whale." It's seen things. It’ll survive this, too. Probably.
Food: Gas station coffee and a questionable "breakfast" burrito. I'm not sure what was in it, honestly. Let's just say it was… filling. Note to self: find decent coffee ASAP. And maybe a pepto?
Emotional Reaction: Mild panic. A feeling of being incredibly far removed from civilization. A grudging respect for the endurance of prairie dogs.
Quirky Observation: I think I judged the sheer amount of cattle at roadside more than any type of attraction.
Check-in and the Promise of AC: Arrived at The Value. Whew. AC is working. Crisis averted. The room smells faintly of… nothing? Which is a win, I suppose. Did a quick survey (bed – check, bathroom – check, questionable stain on carpet – let's not look too closely). The TV is…a TV. A tiny, sad TV. We'll work with it.
Dinner: Found a place called "The Red Rooster" that was supposed to have amazing fried chicken. They were out. Out! They "ran out of chicken." I mean, how does that even happen? Settled for a burger. It was… a burger. Not the chicken I craved, which fueled a minor internal meltdown.
Emotional Reaction: Slight disappointment, then a rising tide of "I don't even know what I expected" and a deep longing for my own bed and home food.
Bedtime: Collapsed. Instantly. The day had been…a day.
Day 2: The Depths of Local Culture (and My Own Limited Patience)
Time: 9:00 AM. Okay, this is early-ish for me. My internal clock is still on "vacation mode."
Activity: Attempted a "cultural experience" – a visit to a local historical museum. I like history, I do! But the lighting in this place was abysmal, and the exhibits were mostly… written text. Lots and lots of written text. My brain felt like it was experiencing information overload. I lasted maybe 45 minutes before escaping. I should've done my research, like, I really should've.
Transportation: The Whale again. "The Whale" makes a lot of noise while accelerating.
Food: Breakfast at The Value. It's… continental. I grabbed a waffle and a sad, pre-packaged muffin. Coffee still questionable. I'm starting to think I need to pack my own coffee maker for future trips.
Emotional Reaction: Mild boredom, followed by a sneaking feeling of inadequacy, and a growing appreciation for air conditioning.
Quirky Observation: The museum gift shop had a surprising amount of… taxidermy. I'm not sure if that says something about the area or just my bad luck.
Lunch: Found a diner in town. This one had character. Think greasy spoon meets kitschy charm. The waitress called me "Hon." I got a HUGE plate of fries that looked like a mountain. Food coma incoming.
Afternoon (Deep Dive): Okay, so I had to make up for the museum disaster. Decided to fully embrace my "local" side and visit the Pittsburg State University campus. It's a big place! I got lost immediately and wound up wandering around a football field. Then I went inside the campus store thinking it would be one quick visit. It… it was an experience. I should’ve taken more photos… In retrospect, I was absolutely overwhelmed with school spirit. It was… intense. I will say this, it gave me a new appreciation for a good sweatshirt.
Emotional Reaction: Confusion, pride in the face of adversity (I think?), and a new appreciation for football.
Dinner: Ended up going back to the diner because I loved the local touch. Tonight's meal was the same.
Evening: Back at The Value. Watched the sad TV, ordered some pizza from a place whose name I can't remember, and passed out. The pizza was surprisingly good.
Day 3: Departure and the Aftermath of Fried Food
- Time: Whatever time my body allows. Probably 10 am.
- Activity: Packing. Checking out. Lamenting the fact that I didn't buy any souvenirs I really liked. Wishing I'd gotten more sleep. Planning my next caffeine fix. The usual.
- Transportation: The Whale, of course. The journey back.
- Food: The remaining pizza slices of the previous night. Fuel for the road, baby.
- Emotional Reaction: A strange mix of relief and a touch of melancholy. Did I miss something? Did I fully get Pittsburg? Probably not. But, somehow, I still enjoyed myself.
- Quirky Observation: The parking lot of The Value had a surprisingly diverse collection of vehicles. From beat-up pickups to gleaming SUVs. It was like a microcosm of the American experience.
- Final Thoughts: Pittsburg, Kansas. Not the destination I envisioned, but a memory nonetheless. And maybe, just maybe, I'll come back someday. Though first…I need a nap. And a very, very strong coffee.
Things I Didn’t Do (But Maybe SHOULD Have):
- Dug into the local music scene.
- Explored the parks.
- Actually learned something significant about the local history.
Lessons Learned:
- Always pack your own coffee maker.
- Research the historical establishments more thoroughly.
- Embrace the unexpected.
- Fried food is delicious. But it leaves you with a lot to consider.
- Sometimes, the best trip is the one you didn't expect.
- Air conditioning is always a blessing.
I'm off. Wish me luck in my return to civilization. And maybe, just maybe, I'll update this with photos. Maybe. (Probably not.)
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Let's Get Messy: Frequently Asked... Well, Rambled Questions About [Subject - Let's Pretend it's... Crocheting, for Now!]
Okay, So, Crocheting...Sounds Easy, Right? (Narrator Voice: *It is not.*)
Hah! Easy. That's what *she* said. (Sorry, couldn't resist). Look, my grandma, bless her cotton socks, used to crank out blankets like some kind of yarn-slinging superhero. Thought, "Piece of cake!" Wrong. So. Wrong. I spent a good *six months* trying to master the single crochet stitch. SIX MONTHS. My "scarf" ended up looking more like a misshapen, lumpy… thing. My cat loved it, I will admit. Used it as a scratching post. So, easy? Nope. Worth it? Ultimately, yeah. There's this weird, zen, cathartic quality to it, you know? Like, all my anxieties just… unravel… as the yarn does. (Sometimes the yarn *also* unravels. That's when the swearing starts.)
What's the Deal with Tension? (And Why Does My Yarn Keep Snapping?!)
Tension… oh, tension. It's the bane of my crocheting existence. Think of it as the Goldilocks principle of yarn. Too tight? Your project will be stiff as a board, and your hands will ache. TOO LOOSE? Giant, gaping holes. My first attempt at a hat looked like a cheese grater. Seriously. Had to frog it (that's crochet-speak for ripping it all out, by the way. Highly therapeutic, also mildly devastating). And the yarn snapping? Ugh! Usually, it's because I’m yanking things way too hard (see "tension" above). Or, occasionally, it’s the cheap yarn. Don't cheap out on the yarn! Seriously. It's a false economy. You'll end up with a million tiny, broken pieces and a rapidly depleting supply of patience. I’ve also discovered that washing my hands before I start helps. I somehow get yarn stuck on my hands and that tugging doesn’t help either.
Is Crocheting Expensive? (Because My Bank Account is already Crying.)
Okay, so the *initial* investment? Not too bad. Hooks, a pair of scissors, maybe a tapestry needle… you're good to go for under twenty bucks. Then comes the yarn. Oh, the yarn. It's like crack, I'm telling you. You'll stroll into the yarn store thinking, "I'll just grab a ball of this plain, beige yarn for a simple scarf." And then… you see the fluffy, sparkly, rainbow-colored stuff. And the alpaca. And the silk. Suddenly, your "simple scarf" is going to cost you a small fortune. (This is where the bank account weeps openly). I swear, yarn stores are designed to emotionally manipulate you. But, you know what? It's a hobby. It's supposed to be FUN. So… maybe just buy one *small* skein of that ridiculously expensive, hand-dyed stuff. You deserve it, right? (Don't tell my husband I said that.) And remember, you can always use coupons, and you can find some gorgeous yarn at thrift stores!
How Do I Read a Crochet Pattern? (And Why Do They Speak a Foreign Language?)
Ah, the mystical language of crochet. It’s a language of abbreviations and symbols. SC, DC, BLO, FLO… It’s like they’re speaking in code! My first few attempts at following a pattern were a complete disaster. I'd end up with something completely unrecognizable from the picture and more than once I nearly threw my hook across the room. I've had to learn from YouTube. Thank god for YouTube, seriously! (And, you know, there's Ravelry, a sort of online crochet library. It's amazing, but also a black hole of temptation). Start simple. Seriously, start with something easy. A dishcloth. A scarf. Something… manageable. And don’t be afraid to Google. Seriously. Google is my best friend in the crochet world. "What does *ch3* mean in crochet?" Google will save you. And if all else fails? Frog it. And start over. (See aforementioned therapy session).
Frogging - How Do You Cope? (And Where’s the Wine?)
Frogging... or ripping out all that work you've painstakingly completed. It's a necessary evil. Sometimes you make a mistake and end up with a wonky shape or uneven edges. Sometimes you have to start again because the pattern is miswritten or you've made an error that will be glaring if you progress. There are a few stages of Frogging. The first is denial. "It's barely noticeable!" I lie to myself, staring at the wonky shape. The second stage is acceptance. "Okay, I messed up." The third stage is rage. (This is where the wine comes in). I pull the yarn, cursing under my breath and sending little balls of yarn tumbling across the floor. And the last stage? Relief. Because now, you have a chance to fix it. Learn from what went wrong. And, yes, pour another glass of wine while you are at it. I find it soothes the pain! Then, you pick up your hook, dust yourself off, and start again. Because persistence is key, and even if you need to frog it *again*...well, there's always more yarn, right?
Help! My Project Isn't Shaping up the Way I Want It to! (Is It Me?)
Okay, first of all, breathe. YES, it is probably you, maybe. But that's okay! We’ve all been there. So your stitches look uneven? Your tension is all over the place? Your hat looks more like a… well, I won't say. Crocheting is a journey. Not a race. Every single crocheter out there has messed up at some point. I once spent *three weeks* trying to crochet a simple granny square. Three weeks! It was a lopsided, lumpy, disaster. And I cried. I felt like a complete failure! And then I remembered: *it's just yarn*. Seriously. It’s just yarn. It’s supposed to be fun! Messy, maybe. Frustrating, often. But fun. So chalk it up to experience, and let it be, if the project isn’t shaping up right. Learn what you need to do the next time around. It's better than giving up. And hey, you can always blame the yarn! (Just kidding… mostly.)
What do you do when you get stuck?
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