Wagoner's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn Review & Hidden Gems!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, cuz we're diving headfirst into the whirlwind that is my experience with Wagoner's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn Review & Hidden Gems! Let's be real, the name alone sets a certain… expectation. And folks, I walked away feeling like I'd uncovered a hidden gem, a slightly dusty one, but a gem nonetheless. Let's break this down, shall we?
First Impressions and the "Hidden Gem" Vibe:
So, the Days Inn. Right? You’re picturing it – roadside, maybe a little… generic? That's partly accurate. But this ain't just any Days Inn. Wagoner, Oklahoma, has a certain charm, and judging by the general state of things, this place has that same "we try" mentality. The location? Easy to find. And, dare I say, conveniently located for… well, the “hidden gems” (more on those later). The parking was plentiful, which is immediately a win in my book. Car park [free of charge]? Check!
Accessibility – A Mixed Bag (and My Legs Are the Ones Carrying the Weight):
Okay, this is where we get into the nitty-gritty. Accessibility is crucial. For a weary traveler, you want easy in, easy out, and easy everything.
- Wheelchair accessible? I didn't get to test that explicitly as I don't need one, however, it looks like there are options available on site for guests with mobility issues.
- Elevator: Yes! Thank the sweet baby Jesus. The elevator was functional and crucial for getting my ample posterior to an upper floor.
- Facilities for disabled guests: They state they have them. I didn’t deeply investigate, but it seemed like they cater to needs.
Cleanliness and Safety – The "Is My Pillow Clean?" Anxiety:
This is where things get… complicated. Everyone these days wants to know, "Is it clean?"
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Yep, they advertised this. Made me feel a little better, though I still gave everything a thorough once-over with my own sanitizing wipes.
- Hand sanitizer: Available in the lobby. A definite plus.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: They seemed decently informed, though I didn't see them executing any elaborate hazmat routines.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Good to hear!
The Room: My Home Away From… Well, My Actual Home:
Okay, let's be brutally honest. The room wasn't the Ritz. But it was… functional.
- Air conditioning: Worked like a champ. Essential for Oklahoma summers.
- Free Wi-Fi: Woohoo! Wi-Fi [free] in all rooms! I needed to file a report, and it came to the rescue.
- Blackout curtains: Much appreciated for sleeping in.
- Coffee/tea maker: A must-have. Caffeine is life.
- Refrigerator: Useful for keeping my emergency snacks cold (pretzels, cheese cubes – the essentials).
- Extra long bed: Praise be! I’m a tall dude, and I didn’t feel constantly like my feet were hanging off.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Fueling the Adventure:
This is where things got a little… sparse. Don't go expecting a culinary extravaganza.
- Breakfast [buffet]: Standard. Scrambled eggs, questionable sausage, and a waffle maker that I swear was older than my grandma. But hey, it's free!
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: They got.
- Breakfast service: Again, standard fare.
The Gym, Spa, and Pool (or Lack Thereof):
Let's be clear: this ain’t a luxury spa resort.
- Swimming pool: Yep, it was there. Looked clean. I didn't dip a toe in it, but hey, it's an option if you're feeling brave.
- Fitness center: They actually had one! Basic, but functional. I might've used it, if I hadn't been too busy napping.
- Spa/sauna: NOPE!
Things to Do, Ways to Relax (Beyond Napping and Netflix):
This is where the “Hidden Gems” part of the name really comes into play. This isn’t just about the hotel, it's about Wagoner! Check out my recommendations below:
The Secret Sauce: The Hidden Gems!
- The local diner - If you're looking for a genuine heart attack on a plate, try the local diner food.
- The lake - It's beautiful and it's peaceful. It's a great place to relax and unwind.
Services and Conveniences – The Essentials (and Then Some):
- Daily housekeeping: My room was always cleaned.
- Laundry service: Essential for a messy traveler like me (I spilled coffee on everything… twice).
- Cash withdrawal: At the desk, yes!
- Front desk [24-hour]: Always a comfort.
Getting Around – Navigating Wagoner:
- Car park [on-site]: Easy.
- Taxi service: No, but easily accessible
For the Kids (and the Kids at Heart):
- Family/child friendly: It's a perfectly fine place to bring kids, but there aren’t many special amenities for them.
The Upshot: The Wagoner Days Inn – a Flawed Charm:
Here's the deal. Wagoner's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn isn't perfect. The breakfast is basic, the amenities aren't luxurious, and the "hidden gems" require a bit of effort to find. But! It’s clean, the staff are friendly, the location is decent, and for the price, it’s a sensible lodging.
My Verdict: 3.5 out of 5 stars.
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- A clean and comfortable room with FREE Wi-Fi. (Seriously, the Wi-Fi is a lifesaver).
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- A chance to soak up the real Oklahoma. No pretentious attitudes here, just genuine hospitality.
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Pro Tip: Pack your own snacks (you’re welcome), explore the local area, and be prepared to embrace the slightly-flawed-but-utterly-charming reality of Wagoner's BEST Kept Secret. You might just surprise yourself and uncover a few hidden gems of your own!
Colorado Springs' SCARIEST Hotel? You WON'T Believe What Happens Here!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. We're talking a full-blown, unfiltered, and probably slightly chaotic adventure through the heartland – specifically, Wagoner, Oklahoma, and, more specifically, the hallowed halls (and slightly questionable carpet) of the Days Inn.
Day 1: Arrival (and Existential Dread in the Parking Lot)
- 14:00 - Arrival at the Days Inn, Wagoner: The Grim Reality. Okay, first impressions? Let's just say the "Wyndham" might be a tad optimistic. The sign, bless its heart, looks like it's seen better days, possibly involving a hurricane and a particularly aggressive squirrel. I pull up, relieved the car made the trip. The parking lot is mostly dirt, a few mangled shopping carts, and a single, solitary tumbleweed. I swear I saw it roll by my car. It felt…symbolic.
- 14:30 - Check-in: The Battle for the Key Card. The front desk person is…well, she's there. I swear, "Don't bother me until it's time to check out" vibes are radiating off of her like a sunbeam. Navigating the lobby feels like crossing a minefield of forgotten brochures and vaguely sticky surfaces. I take a deep breath and tell myself, "It's just a room, a place to sleep, a launching pad for adventure!" (Lie.)
- 15:00 - Room Reconnaissance: The Moment of Truth. Okay, here we go. The key card actually works. Progress! The room…well, it exists. Two double beds (a double bed? Really?), a TV that looks like it's from the Clinton administration, and a distinct aroma of… something. Hard to place it, but it's definitely present. The carpet is the color of a sad, slightly grumpy chihuahua. I'm pretty sure I can feel the ghosts of a thousand forgotten motel stays emanating from the walls. This is going to be interesting. But hey, at least there's a mini-fridge!
- 16:00 - Urgent Nap Time. The First Crack Shows. That drive kicked my butt. The sheer blandness of the room…the general vibe…it's inducing some serious nap-time cravings. This is not a "relax" zone; this is a "survive" zone. I think I'll order some snacks.
Day 2: Wagoner, or "Where Did All the Good Food Go?"
- 08:00 - Breakfest. A Culinary Disaster. This is the moment I was dreading. The free continental breakfast. Okay, it's a waffle maker, a few sad pastries in plastic wrappers, and the most watery, anemic-looking coffee imaginable. I'm pretty sure the powdered eggs are older than I am. Briefly contemplate just leaving the room entirely.
- 09:00 - Wagoner Exploration I decided to venture out, a brave soul. I was determined to find something, anything, to fill my empty stomach. My first stop: The Heart of Wagoner, AKA, the Intersection. I'm looking for restaurants, and gas stations. The scene is… quaint. A few storefronts, a dollar store, and a sense of utter peace.
- 09:30 - Walmart vs. Food. I decide to go shopping. I can get drinks, snacks, and maybe some pre-made meals. I am in luck, because I can still find a local restaurant on the map.
- 11:00 - the local restaurant. The restaurant is a small café that is not an exaggeration of "The best thing in town," I mean, how many places are there? I grab a burger, it's greasy, but alright.
- 13:00 - the local lake. I go back to the the Days Inn, I rest for a bit, then I head out to the local lake, and I just sit there. Nothing really happens. I just sit in the car.
- 19:00 - The TV Apocalypse. Seriously, the TV is a relic. The picture quality is worse than a potato cam. After some channel surfing this is where my stream-of-consciousness starts to go crazy. I'm watching… news. Wait, is this a serious local news broadcast? The local news is… something else. Did they just interview a cat about a missing goldfish? What IS this place?! I'm starting to feel a bit…unhinged, and hungry again. I order another burger from a service… but it is not the best.
Day 3: Escape from Wagoner (and the Ghosts of Motel Past)
- 08:00 - The Last Waffle. Another morning of the same breakfast, but with a slightly more cynical outlook. "Embrace the suck," I tell myself.
- 09:00 - Packing Up: An Act of Liberation. Time to get out of here. Packing up felt like a long time. I can't ever forget that place.
- 10:00 - Check-Out: The Grand Finale. The front desk person is still…there. I feel a surge of gratitude that I made it through.
- 10:30 - Departure: Adios, Days Inn (and Maybe Wagoner Too). I wave goodbye to the Days Inn, a place that has tested my patience, my sanity, and my faith in humanity. The tumbleweed is gone. I'm not sure if that's a good sign or a bad one.
- 11:00 - The Road Trip Begins! The car makes it, the trip begins. I never forget the trip to that place.
- 12:00 - The end. The end.
And there you have it – my unpolished, slightly bewildered, and deeply honest account of a few days in Wagoner, Oklahoma. Remember, folks, it's not about the destination; it's about the slightly-sticky journey, and the memories (and the sheer absurdity) that you collect along the way. Cheers!
Luxury Escape: Atlanta's Hidden Gem - Fairfield Inn & Suites Cumming
Okay, so... this "thing" - what *is* it exactly? (And why do I need to know?)
Alright, deep breath. Trying to explain this "thing" feels like trying to describe the taste of a cloud. It's... well, it depends on what you're talking about, doesn't it? But generally speaking, you're probably here for a reason, right? Maybe you heard about it, maybe someone *forced* you to learn about it, or maybe, just maybe, you're genuinely curious.
Let's say for argument's sake we're trying to understand why the sky is blue. Because... seriously, who even bothered to ask in the first place? But, after a while, you'll realize this "thing" can really make your life easier, assuming you don't mind some potential headaches (or maybe you get used to the headaches and start thriving on them).
Seriously though, depending on what we're actually talking about, it could be anything from a game to a job to a recipe to... well, the possibilities are endless. And yeah, you probably *do* need to know, at least a little bit. Otherwise, how will you even *start* to understand the madness?
Is it supposed to be this complicated? Because I feel like I'm wading through treacle.
Oh, sweet summer child... Complicated? Honey, the universe itself is complicated. And depending on what exactly we are talking about, the answer might be a resounding "YES!"
Listen, I've been there. I remember the first time I tried to [Insert a truly niche and overly-detailed example, like "bake a sourdough starter from scratch, and ended up with something that smelled suspiciously like a locker room"]. It felt like I was trying to decipher hieroglyphics *while* juggling chainsaws. Just... ugh.
Sometimes the complexity is unavoidable, like trying to understand quantum physics (unless you're a genius, in which case, teach me your ways!). Other times, it's just people making things harder than they need to be. My advice? Embrace the mess. Take it one step at a time. And for the love of all that is holy, don't be afraid to ask for help. We've all been there, flailing around in the treacle. That being said, some might like the treacle, they might thrive in chaos. Don't be like me!
I keep messing up! What am I doing wrong? (And am I doomed?)
Messed up? Oh, sweetie, that's the *whole point*! Seriously. Embrace the mess-ups. They're your bread and butter, your learning opportunities, your hilarious anecdotes for future dinner parties (or therapy sessions, whichever comes first).
I remember this *one time* trying to [Insert another specific, funny screw-up example, like "build a flat-pack bookshelf, and ended up with a leaning tower of... particle board that looked more like modern art"]. It was a disaster. I had extra screws (always a bad sign), a throbbing thumb (also a bad sign), and a deep sense of failure (the worst sign). *But* I learned a valuable lesson: always read the instructions *before* you start. (Duh.)
Are you doomed? Absolutely not! (Unless, of course, you're trying to defuse a bomb. In that case, consult a professional. Seriously.) Messing up is part of the process. It's how you learn, how you get better, how you build character! And trust me, you'll have a *much* better story to tell, later on.
Okay, I'm getting it... but how do I *actually* get started?
Alright, so you're finally ready to take the plunge? Excellent! Now comes the hard part: actually *doing* the thing. And, honestly, it depends on what we're talking about again. There's no one-size-fits-all answer here and the best advice is to just dive right in.
If it's a project, break it down into manageable chunks. If it's a skill, practice, practice, practice. Don't be afraid to start simple. Don't aim for perfection right away. Just... start. And, for the love of all things holy, don't compare yourself to others!
I remember when I first tried [Insert another example of a first attempt that went haywire, but has a positive outcome. Like "learning to play the guitar. My fingers were bleeding, my ears were ringing, and I sounded like a dying cat. But eventually, I learned a few chords, and now I can at least muddle my way through a few campfire songs. And that's worth something, right?"].
And what about when I *succeed*? Do I get to feel... accomplished?
Oh, you’re going to succeed! I mean, I hope so! But here is the real answer, after all the work, the planning, the time, the stress, the setbacks… Yes. Absolutely, positively, YES! You deserve to feel accomplished!
That feeling is what drives us to keep going. It's what makes the struggles worth it. Now, what are your first steps? Are you ready to take the leap?
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