Chico's BEST Kept Secret: Super 8 Review (You WON'T Believe This!)
Chico's BEST Kept Secret: Super 8 Review (You WON'T Believe This!) - A Hot Mess of Opinions (and Maybe a Clean Room)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to unleash a review that's less "polished travel blog" and more "diary entry after a particularly potent cup of coffee." This ain't your grandma's Super 8 review. We're diving deep, people. Deep into the fluorescent-lit abyss of a roadside motel. But hey, even the fluorescent-lit abyss holds a few surprises, right?
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Let's Get This Show on the Road: Accessibility – The First Hurdle (and It's Not That Bad!)
Alright, first things first: Accessibility. I'm not in a wheelchair myself (thank the travel gods!), but I always check this stuff. And honestly? Super 8 in Chico seems to be doing okay. They list "Facilities for disabled guests," which usually means something, right? Hopefully, there's a ramp, and the elevators (if they even have elevators – this is Super 8, after all) are functioning. They don't explicitly say "Wheelchair Accessible" everywhere, so caveat emptor. (Update: Need more research on specific room access, but the basics seem covered. Fingers crossed!)
On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges: Crickets. This isn’t the Ritz, people. There's no fancy dining room. Maybe a vending machine? We’ll get to the gloriously depressing vending machine later.
Internet Woes and Wi-Fi Wonders (or Lack Thereof)
Okay, this is where things get real. We're talking about Internet. The lifeblood of the modern traveler!
- "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!": Bold claim. Let's see.
- Internet Access - Wireless: Yep. We tested it. It worked. (Mostly. During peak hours it was… let's call it "glacial.")
- Internet [LAN]:: Probably doesn't exist. This isn’t the dot-com boom.
- Internet Services: The service is what you'd expect for free – functional, but not fast.
- Wi-Fi in Public Areas: I think there's Wi-Fi. I spent all the time I wasn't in my room in the room because the Wi-Fi in the room was almost (but not quite) good enough to be worth not being there
- Verdict: It's free. It connects. Don't expect to stream 4K movies. Seriously, bring your own entertainment. I have to start making a list of things to buy and bring with me the next time I check into a Super 8. A giant bag of gummy bears might be at the top.
Things to Do (Besides Wondering About the Cleanliness of the Bedspread):
This isn't a destination hotel. This is a stop. But let's see.
- Pool with View: It had a pool. The view… well, the view was of the car park. Maybe I'm being harsh. It was summer, at least.
- Swimming Pool [Outdoor]: Yes. It was… there. It was chlorinated and (hopefully) clean. I didn’t take the plunge. Because, well, see above.
- Fitness Center - LOL. Like I said, not the Ritz.
- Spa/Sauna/Steamroom: Nope.
- Ways to Relax: Stare at the stucco. Ponder the meaning of life. Try to ignore the hum of the air conditioner. You know, the usual.
Cleanliness and Safety – The Elephant (or Dust Bunny) in the Room
This is the make-or-break for me. Because let’s be brutally honest: a budget hotel needs to be clean. It’s a must.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Well, I hope so. I didn't see a cleaning crew with hazmat suits.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Again, hoping.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: I sure hope so. This is something I pay very close attention to.
- Hand sanitizer: Yes, saw it.
- Hygiene certification: No idea.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: I did not see this.
My Experience, For Better or Worse:
(Insert me wincing while trying to remember exactly how clean the sheets were. They looked okay. I think.) Okay, the room appeared clean. I can't stress that I wasn’t running a blacklight test. The bathroom was… functional. The towels were… towels. The overall vibe was "adequate." But here's a confession: I always check the corners of the room. Always. Because that’s where the dust bunnies congregate, plotting their takeover of the civilized world. And … breathe. I didn’t find anything too horrifying. But I did bring along a can of Lysol and a fierce determination, so your mileage may vary.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Fueling the Road Trip
- Breakfast [buffet]: Ah, the Super 8 breakfast. The stuff of legends. (Said no one ever.) Okay, so buffet is a strong word. Think: pre-packaged muffins, questionable coffee, maybe some sad-looking cereal. It was… sustenance. I am a firm believer that if there is a waffle maker, the breakfast is at least acceptable. Alas, there was no waffle maker.
- Breakfast takeaway service: Nope. Eat it there, or hit up the convenience store next door.
- Restaurants/Coffee Shop/Snack Bar/Poolside Bar: No. No. No. and Absolutely, definitely no. There is a vending machine that is so tragically bad, I have to tell you about it. It had… chips. And… candy. And… the same kind of water bottle that’s been sitting there since the Carter administration.
The Vending Machine Saga:
Okay, I promised a deep dive into the vending machine. Here it is. This wasn't just any vending machine. This was a monument to forgotten snacks and overpriced drinks. I swear, I saw a Twinkie that looked like it had been through the Revolutionary War. Buying something from this machine wasn't just a snack purchase; it was an experience. It was a gamble. Would the chips be stale? Would the candy be fused into a single, sugary block? Would the water squirt liquid? I bravely (and foolishly) took the plunge. The chips were… okay. The water, thankfully, was wet. But the whole experience? Utterly and wonderfully depressing. And I loved it! In a "so-bad-it's-good" kinda way.
Services and Conveniences – The Bare Essentials
- Air conditioning in public area: Probably. It's Chico in the summer.
- Cash withdrawal/Convenience store: Yes and yes! Convenience store next door came in handy after the vending machine almost killed me.
- Daily housekeeping: Yep.
- Laundry service: Can't say I used it, but probably available.
- Safety deposit boxes: Probably. I didn’t have anything worth locking up.
- Concierge/ Doorman / Valet parking: You’re dreaming.
- Car Park [free of charge]: Yes. And it’s a car park.
For the Kids (or the Kid in You):
- Family/child friendly: I saw some families. Kids running around. No complaints; no horror stories.
- Kids facilities / Babysitting Service / Kids meal: Nope, nope, and absolutely not.
Rooms: The Confined Space
- Air conditioning: Essential. I mean, it was there. Did it work perfectly? I couldn’t tell you. It wasn’t freezing me out, but it was enough.
- Free bottled water: Yes, a couple of bottles, very welcome to quench my thirst after the vending machine adventure.
- Hair dryer: Yes. And it worked.
- Internet access – wireless: Good enough if you don’t expect too much.
- Coffee/tea maker: Yes. It worked. The coffee? You're better off at the vending machine.
- Alarm clock: Yes.
- Blackout curtains:
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. Because planning a trip to Chico, California, at the Super 8… well, it’s not exactly a trip to the Amalfi Coast, you know? This is gonna be… real. And probably a little bit embarrassing. But hey, that’s life, right?
The Super 8 Chico Chronicle: A Tale of Budget Adventures (and Questionable Decisions)
Day 1: Arrival and the Eternal Search for the Ice Machine
1:00 PM - Arrival and the Room Reveal: Okay, so it's not a palace. The Super 8 lobby smells faintly of chlorine and old pizza, but the front desk lady, bless her heart, is trying. She hands me the keycard, plastic-y and hopeful. I'm already feeling a pang of "what have I done?" walking in. My room? Standard. Beige. Two double beds that have seen things. The TV remote? I’m pretty sure it’s older than me. There's a suspicious stain on the carpet near the mini-fridge but oh well, the bed looks comfy.
1:30 PM - The Ice Quest: This is the Holy Grail of Super 8 living, let’s be real. The ice machine. I swear, it's a conspiracy. They hide them. Walked three hallways already, past rooms with doors slightly ajar (amateur mistake, folks), and still no ice. Finally, I find it! Down by the laundry room, humming like a happy robot. Score!
2:00 PM - Lunch at… Well, Something: I was supposed to go to that hipster cafe with the avocado toast, but it was closed. So, ended up at the infamous In-N-Out Burger. My diet's a wreck, but hey, Animal Style fries are worth it. No regrets.
3:00 PM - Exploring Chico's Charm… or Lack of: Chico seemed like a charming little town when I was planning. Now I'm driving around the downtown, which is cute but, let's be real, a bit sleepy. The "historic" buildings all look sort of… beige. Maybe I should have looked up more things to do.
5:00 PM - Attempted Nap: The bed is… okay. The curtains are thin, and the traffic outside is surprisingly active. The distant sound of a lawnmower is my nap-time soundtrack. Fail.
7:00 PM - Dinner at the local Sports Bar (because choices are limited): Greasy burgers, loud TVs, and a guy named "Bubba" who keeps trying to talk to me about the "good ol' days" of Chico State football. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm someone else. Good beer selection, at least.
9:00 PM - The Great TV Dilemma: Deciding what to watch on a TV with approximately 500 channels, 490 of which are infomercials. Settling on a rerun of Forensic Files because that’s all that’s on, and I’m clearly a glutton for grim reality.
10:00 PM - Attempt 2: The Ice Machine Strikes Back: Refilling the ice bucket, feeling surprisingly triumphant. I am the queen of my dingy domain.
Day 2: Chico State and the Questionable Pool
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast of Champions (or Leftovers): The “continental breakfast” is… well, it exists. The stale donuts are a mood. I’m hitting up the local grocery store.
- 9:00 AM - Chico State University: Okay, this is actually pretty nice! Big trees, the campus feels alive. I walk around for an hour, and briefly consider going back to school. Nope. I'm too old.
- 10:00 AM - That Damn Pool: The reviews mentioned a pool. The pool is… green. Like, really green. Like, algae-central. Let's just say, I am not taking the risk. The pool area is also covered in some weird, sticky substance. Moving on.
- 11:00 AM - Exploring Bidwell Park: Yes! Finally, some natural beauty! Bidwell Park is huge and gorgeous. I hike a bit. The air smells good. This is what I came for! And then I nearly run into a massive spider. Almost lost it.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch: More In-N-Out: Don’t judge me. I’m on vacation and the other options aren't any better.
- 2:00 PM - The World's Most Boring Mini-Adventure: Driving along a road because I have no better ideas. Not much to report.
- 4:00 PM - The Great Shower Conundrum: The shower is pretty awful: weak water pressure and the water doesn’t get quite hot enough. I somehow forgot to bring shower sandals. This is going to be a long shower.
- 6:00 PM- Dinner out, this time!: The local pizza place. It's okay.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime Routine: Early night. I'm tired. The air conditioning is loud. Time to watch more Forensic Files and pray for a restful night.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Smell of… Super 8
- 8:00 AM - The Check-Out Farewell: They ask if everything was okay. I smile. What am I supposed to say? The room was "an experience?" "Full of character?" I just smile and say it was good.
- 8:30 AM - One Last Continental Attempt: Nope. Still stale. Drive-thru coffee it is.
- 9:00 AM - Leaving Chico: Heading out. On the way out, I finally spot the missing ice machine for the breakfast area. I’m still confused.
Final Thoughts (and a Few Tears):
So, was Chico and the Super 8 a dream vacation? No. Was it memorable? Absolutely. I probably won't be adding this to the travel blog. I may never look at beige the same way. I’ll be scarred by the green pool forever. But hey, I survived. And that’s something, right? And maybe, just maybe, I'll actually write that travel blog. Someday.
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Chico's SUPER 8: The Gospel According to... Me (and Maybe You?)
So, what IS this "Super 8" everyone's whispering about? And WHY Chico's?
Alright, alright, the hype is real... But what’s the *actual* experience like? Is it REALLY THAT good?
Okay, Brenda the Smiling Desk Clerk… but what about the Breakfast? Barry mentioned the breakfast. Was it truly life-altering?
Any downsides? Because this is starting to sound *too* good.
So, should I book a room? Is it really the "Best Kept Secret?"
What about the Location? Is it far from anything interesting?
Is there anything ACTUALLY bad about it? Be honest!
Okay, you mentioned Barry… Is he actually a real person? Tell me more about Barry!
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