Escape to Dayton: Wyndham's Wingate Awaits!
The [Hotel Name] Review: A Whirlwind of WiFi, Wipes, and Wonder (and a Few Woes!)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to unleash the full, unvarnished truth about the [Hotel Name] – a place that promised me paradise and occasionally almost delivered. This review is less a finely-tuned engine and more a rusty, sputtering jalopy, but hey, that’s life, right? (And probably the state of my sleep schedule after staying there.)
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First impressions? The lobby was… grand. Like, "I might accidentally curtsy and spill my iced coffee" grand. Lots of shiny surfaces, a ridiculously friendly doorman (I swear he winked at my dog, which is impressive), and the comforting hum of… well, of a hotel lobby. You know the drill.
Accessibility & Safety: The Sanitized Side
Let's start with the important stuff, shall we? Accessibility? Wheelchair accessible? Yes, mostly! Ramps, elevators, and accessible rooms were all there. The staff were generally helpful, though navigating the sprawling layout sometimes felt like a cross-country marathon. My anecdotal experience here is crucial, however. During the stay the room's door was a little heavier than those of the other guests, I was wondering why? then I asked the staff and they told me it was for extra security, the truth is I needed a little help because the door was very heavy to open and close.
Cleanliness and, oh dear lord, Safety. Remember those old movies where they’d have constant flashbacks? Flashback to pre-COVID life, when a “germ” was something you blamed on your neighbor’s sneeze, not a potential harbinger of doom. Now, the [Hotel Name] is all in on the anti-viral bandwagon. Anti-viral cleaning products, rooms sanitized between stays, staff trained in safety protocols, hand sanitiser everywhere you looked (a good thing, honestly), daily disinfection in common areas, and individually-wrapped food options (more on that deliciousness… or lack thereof… later).
There was a physical distancing of at least 1 meter enforced (though, let's be honest, some guests were clearly trying to merge with the furniture), and the staff were genuinely trying to keep things clean. I appreciated the effort, even if the constant smell of bleach started to give me flashbacks to a high school swimming pool. I felt reasonably safe, knowing there was a doctor/nurse on call and a first aid kit somewhere. The security [24-hour] was also nice to know.
Food, Glorious Food… (or Lack Thereof)
Ah, the food. Where to even begin? There were a plethora of restaurants, a coffee shop, and the ubiquitous room service [24-hour]. The Asian cuisine in the restaurant was delightful. I really enjoyed the Asian breakfast offered, fresh and delicious. The Western cuisine in the restaurant was also great, offering a wide variety of options.
The breakfast [buffet] was… well, it was a buffet. It had everything. Seriously. Everything. From the standard eggs and bacon to, I swear, a whole roasted pig (I'm not sure if I was dreaming, but I swear, one morning, there was a whole… pig). I'm a sucker for breakfast service, so I was very happy. The breakfast takeaway service was available too.
The A la carte in restaurant was quite enjoyable, you had a wide variety of options to choose from. The alternative meal arrangement was also really appreciated. I am a vegetarian and the hotel made sure that I had great options to choose from, a vegetarian restaurant option, and a wide range of vegetarian dishes available for me.
Here's the thing though. The sheer volume felt overwhelming. Plates piled high with… well, everything. And the individually-wrapped pastries? Cute, but eventually, you just feel like you're living in a giant plastic bag. I will say, I appreciated the bottle of water in my room. And the free coffee, obviously. Coffee/tea in the restaurant was always a welcome thing.
The Happy hour at the bar was well received, and I enjoyed a variety of drinks. There was also a poolside bar available.
Ways to Relax (or Try to) - Spa, Sauna, and… What Now?
Okay, listen. I love a good spa. I need a good spa. And the [Hotel Name] has one. A big one. A fancy one. Featuring a pool with view, a spa/sauna, a steamroom, and a massage menu that made my wallet weep.
I indulged, of course. (Because, hey, who needs to pay the mortgage when you can get a body wrap, right?). Okay, let's talk about that body scrub: I'm pretty sure the therapist could've exfoliated a rhino. It was… intense. (But in a good way? I think?). The sauna was relaxing, and the steamroom… let's just say I nearly turned into a prune, but in a good way, yeah.
The fitness center was also decent. I didn’t go as much as I should, but it's there and available 24-hours.
Room Rundown: The Comfort Zone (Mostly)
My room? Ah, my room. A sanctuary of… things. It had air conditioning, (which, thankfully, actually worked), free Wi-Fi, a minibar, desk, mirror, seating area, and the ever-essential coffee/tea maker. The complimentary tea was a nice touch. There was an in-room safe box, safe/security feature, shower, and a separate shower/bathtub.
The bed was comfy, though I swear I spent half the night fighting with the blackout curtains. (Why are they always so determined to stay open when you want them closed?!). The Internet access was decent, though sometimes it felt like I was back in the dial-up era. The Wi-Fi [free] was in all rooms! and that's very important to me. The extra long bed was amazing. The alarm clock was nice to have.
I’ll be honest. I didn’t use half the stuff in my room. I’m pretty sure I only touched the towels, the slippers, the toiletries, and the television. The bathrobes were great… and they were very comfortable.
Amenities & Conveniences: The Bits and Bobs
The hotel offered a ton of conveniences. There was a concierge, daily housekeeping, laundry service, the ability to cash withdrawal. Dry cleaning, Luggage storage, and a convenience store. There was a gift/souvenir shop, a shrine. Oh, and a elevator! (Thank god, because those stairs were a killer after the body wrap).
They even had a car park [free of charge].
However, there were a few bumps. The room sanitization opt-out available was amazing, but I did not use it. The invoice provided was useful.
For the Kids:
There were even kids facilities. Sorry, I didn't bring any kids during the stay.
The Verdict: Worth the Headache?
So, is the [Hotel Name] worth it? Well… yeah, probably. It's a solid choice, offering a decent experience in a well-maintained hotel. The convenience, the friendly staff (mostly), the cleanliness, and the overall vibe are all pretty good.
The food was a bit overwhelming, and the sheer number of options made me feel like I needed a vacation from my vacation. But the rooms were comfortable, the spa was divine (once I recovered from the scrub), and the location was convenient.
Would I go back? Maybe. If my bank account recovers from this initial splurge. And if I can figure out how to master those darn blackout curtains.
My rating: 4 out of 5 stars (with a side of "will probably need therapy after all that bleach")
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Alright, buckle up buttercups! This ain't your perfectly curated travel blog, this is me, raw, hungover, and about to tackle Wingate by Wyndham in Fairborn, Ohio. Pray for me.
Wingate by Wyndham Dayton - Fairborn: Operation Survive Fairborn
Day 1: Arrival & Deep Regret (Plus, the Mystery of the Breakfast Scramble)
- 1:00 PM - Arrival at Wingate. Check-in. Okay, first off, the exterior? Let's just say it's… functional. Reminds me of a slightly less inviting version of the DMV, if the DMV offered a continental breakfast. The lobby smells faintly of chlorine and quiet desperation. Check-in was smooth, though. Surprisingly. I mean, I was expecting a fight. After a solid hour-long drive, all I am is desperate for a nap.
- 1:30 PM - In the Room of Mild Disappointment. Room 217. It's… fine. Clean enough, I guess. The carpet has seen things. Definitely. The air conditioning is already blasting like it's trying to single-handedly combat global warming, and I'm suddenly shivering. Gotta say, the bed looks tempting. Very, very tempting. But my mission is a beer, followed by a nap. Priorities. Oh, there's a half-eaten bag of chips on the nightstand from a previous guest. Yum.
- 2:00 PM - The Local Watering Hole (The name of the beer place is undecided). Okay, this is crucial. Gotta find a decent dive bar ASAP. Fairborn. Ohio. Not exactly known for its vibrant nightlife, I fear. I'm envisioning either a dimly lit den with a jukebox playing exclusively classic rock or a sterile sports bar with more TVs than patrons. Honestly, both have their merits. I choose the slightly less depressing spot.
- 3:00 PM - Nap Time (and Regret Review). Okay, the beer was fine. The nap? Glorious. Now that I am awake, I am filled with regret about the bag of chips I saw earlier. I think I was too tired to eat them then.
- 6:00 PM - "Free" Breakfast Debacle. The continental breakfast is supposed to be. "Free?" I am standing in front of the scrambled eggs that look like they haven't seen a drop of seasoning since, well, when did they even make these eggs? They are the color of sadness and the consistency of… well, let's not go there. I have a feeling the "fresh fruit" is going to be a bruised banana and some suspiciously squishy melon. I make a beeline for the coffee, which thankfully, is strong enough to raise the dead.
Day 2: Exploring Fairborn (And Dodging Boredom)
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast: The Revenge. Okay, took another shot at the breakfast. The "scrambled eggs" are still a crime against humanity, but I found a hidden stash of mini muffins. Victory! Fueling up for a day of… activities.
- 9:00 AM - The obligatory "Visit" (name of location undecided). Gonna find something to do here. Maybe it's history stuff, or some parks. Maybe it is an abandoned factory or something. I'll tell you this already, I am not expecting much. I have a feeling my expectations will be met.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch at (Location Undecided). Gotta find a decent lunch spot. Hopefully, something with actual flavor. I'm leaning towards the only local diner I could find online. Pray for me.
- 1:00 PM - The Great Fairborn Library Expedition. Okay, this is a longshot, but I'm desperate. I mean, libraries are underrated havens of peace and WiFi. Plus, maybe they have a local history section… and I could learn things. Or take a nap. Seriously, that library might look less like a library and more like my sanctuary.
- 3:00 PM - Poolside Reflections (If the pool isn't green). The pool. Let's see if it's a slimy, green, mosquito-infested swamp of regret, or if I can actually enjoy a few meditative laps? I am hoping it's the latter.
- 5:00 PM - Dinner (Location Undecided). Another culinary adventure. Considering the breakfast debacle, I'm keeping expectations low. Maybe I'll order pizza? Pizza can't be that bad, right? Right?
Day 3: Farewell Fairborn (and the lingering sadness of bland food)
- 8:00 AM - Existential Breakfast Crisis. Eggs. Still bad. Muffins, still good. Contemplated running away from the hotel.
- 9:00 AM - Packing and Departure. The grand finale! Time to pack up my belongings (mostly empty beer cans and the ghost of a forgotten bag of chips), and brace myself for the journey ahead. I did it. I survived Fairborn.
- 9:30 AM - Final Review - The Wingate.. Okay, here's the unvarnished truth: the Wingate is what it is. A slightly run-down, perfectly functional hotel. Would I recommend it to anyone? Eh, maybe not for a vacation, unless you're really into budget travel and the thrill of the unknown. But hey, it got the job done. It provided a place to sleep and a place to shower (at least, in theory). And for that, I am grateful. Even if the memory of those eggs haunts me for years to come. I am going to move along with my life.
So yeah, there you have it. My Fairborn adventure. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go sleep for a week. And maybe, just maybe, I'll find a decent cup of coffee somewhere down the road. Wish me luck!
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