Nashville's BEST Kept Secret: La Quinta Inn South (Unbelievable Deals!)
La Quinta Inn South: Nashville's REALLY Secret (and Surprisingly Good) Hideaway! (Don't Tell EVERYONE!)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on a Nashville secret so well-kept, you'd swear they were hiding it in the back of a honky-tonk… La Quinta Inn South. Yes, South! Sounds boring, right? Wrong. Absolutely, delightfully, unexpectedly WRONG. Forget those glitzy downtown hotels that bleed your wallet dry. This place? This place is a vibe. And for the price? Forget about it. UNBELIEVABLE deals is an understatement, seriously.
Let's get messy with it:
Accessibility & That Whole Shebang:
Alright, first things first. I'm not in a wheelchair, so my perspective is limited, but I did make a point of snooping around. Accessibility seems pretty solid, from what I could tell. Wheelchair accessible pathways are definitely a thing. They've got an elevator, which is a lifesaver (more on that later with the stairs!) and the general layout seems pretty accommodating. They seem to have facilities for disabled guests, according to the list, good on you La Quinta! I'd suggest calling ahead and specifying your needs, just to be sure, but it looks promising. I'm going to give them a solid B+ here, based on observation and the checklist.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Post-COVID Crucible
Look, I'm a germaphobe. I'm not proud, I'm just… aware. So, the COVID era has been a goddamn nightmare. Imagine my relief when I walked into La Quinta and saw the place was practically glowing with hygiene! They're seriously on top of this. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Double-check. Hand sanitizer at every turn? You betcha. They said they use professional-grade sanitizing services, And. They. Mean. It. I'm a HUGE fan of their safety measures, I felt actually safe.
Room Sanitization Opt-Out Available? Whoa, nice.
Rooms sanitized between stays? YES! I felt good that they were doing the work BEFORE I got there.
The staff were wearing masks, and seemed genuinely invested in keeping things clean. Staff trained in safety protocol? Absolutely. And I saw them wiping down everything all the time. I mean, they've thought of everything, from individually-wrapped food options, to safe dining setup. I didn't even have to worry about touching door handles, they even offered… oh wait, what was it? Hmm, it appears I had… Contactless check-in/out – NICE!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: More Than Meets the Eye!
Okay, now we're talking! I'm a foodie, and after a long drive from wherever the hell I came from, I was famished. Their Breakfast [buffet] was included and the best part is they served a Western breakfast. You may be thinking, "ehh, a buffet?" But hear me out! It was FRESH. And well-stocked. Scrambled eggs, sausage, waffles (YES!), fruit, bagels… the usual suspects, but done right. The coffee was actually palatable, even good. I had to grab some extra coffee because of the long drive, and I'm not proud, but I got a Bottle of water too!
A la carte in restaurant? Not from what I saw, but maybe I missed it?
Coffee/tea in restaurant? Oh yes!
They also have a small Snack bar near the pool, perfect for grabbing a quick bite.
Getting Around: The Nashville Shuffle
Car park [free of charge]? Yep, plenty of parking too. Score!
Taxi service? Seems available.
Airport transfer? Maybe—I didn't check, but it wouldn't surprise me.
The Room: My Personal Oasis (Minus the Stairs!)
Here's where La Quinta really shines, and where I have to admit, my initial skepticism started to crumble. My room was… clean. Let me repeat that, because in some hotels, it's a gamble. THIS ROOM WAS CLEAN. I'm talking sparkling clean, folks.
Air conditioning? Blasting cold. Perfect. Blackout curtains? Yes, please, after a night of honky-tonking! Wi-Fi [free]? Of course! (And it actually worked, which is a miracle). I especially love the desk for working (or pretending to work) and the Laptop workspace .
The bed was surprisingly comfortable, with Extra long bed! I also had a Refrigerator (for my celebratory beers, naturally), and a Coffee/tea maker. The bathroom wasn't huge, but hey, it was clean, and the shower had good water pressure. I was thrilled at the Daily housekeeping too!
Here's the (Minor) Downside – The Stairway to… Breakfast?
My room was on the second floor. No biggie, right? Well, there's no elevator! Yes, you heard that right. No elevator! So, hauling luggage (and, let’s be honest, myself) up the stairs was…a workout. My own fault for not asking for a ground floor room, but I'm still recovering from the climb. My legs are still burning from the exertion!
Services and Conveniences: Above and Beyond?
They also have a Convenience store in the lobby.
Laundry service? Looks like it.
Ironing service? Definitely.
Concierge? No, but the front desk staff were super helpful.
Final Verdict: Go! (Seriously, Just Go!)
Look, La Quinta Inn South is not the Four Seasons. It's not fancy. It's not pretentious. But what it is is a damn good value. It's clean, it's comfortable, the staff are friendly, and the location is perfect for exploring Nashville (especially if you have a car or don't mind a short ride share). The price is unbeatable, and that, my friends, is the real secret. Don't expect perfection, expect a solid, reliable, and surprisingly pleasant stay. Definitely recommend. Go!
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is La Quinta Inn by Wyndham Nashville South, Tennessee, survival guide meets existential dread. Hold on to your hat…and your sanity.
Project: Nashville, My Musical Meltdown (and Maybe a Little Redemption)
Accommodation: La Quinta Inn by Wyndham Nashville South (because, hey, the price was right, and I'm on a budget. And by budget, I mean, I'm pretty sure my bank account is secretly plotting my demise.)
Day 1: Arrival and the Awkward Embrace of the South
1:00 PM - Arrival at La Quinta: Okay, first impressions. The lobby smells vaguely of chlorine and a desperate attempt at air freshener. Which, honestly, is better than the "what IS that?" smell I've encountered in other hotels. The front desk guy, bless his heart, has that perpetually-tired-but-trying-to-be-helpful look. I fumble with my credit card, nearly drop my bag of "essential" travel snacks (Cheetos, because self-care is key), and finally, I am IN. Room? Standard La Quinta. Functional. Clean. I'm trying to decide if the floral bedspread screams "Grandma's House" or "Country Music Apocalypse" when I hear a suspicious thumping from the room next door. Oh boy. This is gonna be interesting.
2:00 PM - Room Reconnaissance and Existential Dread: So, the room. Standard. Two beds. One lamp with a bulb that flickers ominously. I start unpacking, and immediately realize I packed ALL the wrong clothes. Literally ALL of them. I have one pair of sensible walking shoes (thank God), and a suitcase full of… well, let’s just say it’s “aspirational” fashion. This is when the first wave of “What am I doing with my life?” hits. I stare out the window at the parking lot and wonder if the pigeons are judging me. They probably are.
3:00 PM - Food Frenzy and the Southern Charm Debacle: Okay, time for food. I'm starving. Yelp directs me to a diner called "The Blue Plate." It's charmingly greasy. I order the fried chicken. It’s… well, it’s fried chicken. The server, bless her heart, is a woman in her late 60s and has a permanent Southern sweetness that’s both endearing and slightly terrifying. She calls me "honey" and asks if I'm "feelin' alright." I choke down a bite and nearly burst into happy tears. I realize I came alone. I'm suddenly incredibly, overwhelmingly lonely.
- Anecdote: I try to make small talk with her by telling her “It’s my first time in Nashville!” she smiles and says “Oh honey, welcome to the south. It’s a wild place and you’re going to love it.” And then she smiles a little too wide and says “Just don’t get eaten by a gator.” I’m still processing the gator part.
4:00 PM - An "Epic" Walk and a Moment of Truth: I decide to go for a walk to shake off the food coma and the existential dread. The Nashville heat is brutal. I trudge along, sweating profusely, and trying to find a single building that isn't either a church, a pawn shop, or a honky-tonk bar. I pass a group of teenage boys yelling “YEEHAW!” from the parking lot. It’s…a lot to take in. I get back to the hotel, take a shower, and cry in the shower. No one can hear me. The water feels good.
6:00 PM - The TV Dilemma and the Empty Void: I try to watch TV. The remote is a battle. The options are depressing. I flick between a show about fixing cars, a reality show about… well, something awful, and a religious channel. I give up. The utter and complete emptiness of my soul is reflected in the sterile glow of the hotel room TV. I feel like I'm slowly dissolving into the beige carpet.
7:00 PM - The Dinner I Didn't Have: The Comfort Food Refuge: I have a meal in the hotel lobby with a packet of popcorn, chips, and a bottle of soda. It wasn't much but it was enough for me to survive.
8:00 PM - Sleep and the Quest for Dreams: I try to sleep. The thumping from next door has finally stopped. I’m pretty sure I heard someone singing a Celine Dion song. I close my eyes. I pray for sleep. I get a dream about a dog wearing a cowboy hat.
Day 2: Music City Mayhem and Emotional Rollercoasters
9:00 AM - Breakfast, the Breakfast of Champions (and Depression): The hotel breakfast is… free. Scrambled eggs that look suspiciously yellow, rubbery sausage, and stale waffles. I eat it anyway. I need fuel. I need to survive.
- Quirky Observation: The other hotel guests seem to be a mix of business travelers and families who clearly haven't spoken to each other in years. It's like a silent movie, except with more strained smiles and passive-aggressive pancake consumption.
10:00 AM - Downtown Dawdling and the Honky-Tonk Haze: I venture downtown. This is where it gets interesting, and by interesting, I mean overwhelming. The music is LOUD. The crowds are DENSE. I get bumped into, jostled, and almost run over by a bachelorette party dressed as… well, it's best not to say. Everything is shiny and loud. The smell of beer and regret hangs in the air. I start to feel a little sick.
11:00 AM - The Ryman Auditorium: A Moment of Genuine Awe…and an Immediate Downpour: Somehow, I manage to get tickets to tour the Ryman Auditorium. The mother church of country music. It’s… beautiful. The history seeps from the very walls. I actually feel a pang of something. Hope? Maybe. I stare at the stage and imagine the legends who have stood there. I feel a little less alone.
- Doubling Down on Experience: Then, as if the universe is on a permanent mission to mess with me, it begins to rain. Not a light drizzle. A full-blown, biblical downpour. I am soaked to the bone within seconds. I run for cover under a tiny awning, watching the deluge and wondering if I've somehow offended Zeus. I want to laugh. I want to cry. I want a giant margarita.
12:00 PM - The Search for Souvenirs and the Crushing Realization: I buy a cheap t-shirt that says "Nashville: Where the Music Plays and My Feelings Die." It seems appropriate. I also buy a ridiculously large foam cowboy hat. I don't know why. Maybe it's a cry for help. Maybe it's a fashion statement. Probably the former.
1:00 PM - Food and the Meltdown: I stumble into a restaurant with a very loud sign reading “Best BBQ in Nashville!” I’m pretty sure every single restaurant in Nashville claims to be the best. The BBQ is good, no arguing, but the staff is overworked and inattentive. I try to make light conversation but my server just smiles and says “Next!” I feel myself starting to unravel.
2:00 PM - The Emotional Breakdown and Emotional Uplift: Back at the hotel, I lie on my bed, feeling utterly defeated. The rain is still coming. I’m cold. Wet. Empty. I open my laptop and look at my emails. I decide, I am not built to travel alone. I call my friend who lives near Nashville and ask to meet up with them.
- Anecdote: I call my friend. They pick up. “Hey, I’m so glad to get to hear your voice!” I tell them about my day, the rain, the loneliness, the questionable breakfast. They laugh. Then they say something incredibly simple, yet profound: “It’s okay to feel all those things. Nashville can be a lot. Just breathe. I am on my way.”
3:00 PM - A Moment of Connection and Human Contact: My friend rescues me. We talk, we eat, we laugh. They tell me about their life, the local gossip, the best places to get a decent cup of coffee. It's a balm to my weary soul. I finally feel a little bit human again. Maybe, just maybe, this trip won't be a complete disaster.
6:00 PM - Musical Salvation and the Hope of Tomorrow: My friend drags me to a dive bar with live music. The band is raw, the music is powerful. The crowd is a mix of locals and tourists. I sing along, and a small smile spreads. I almost cry.
8:00 PM - Back to the La Quinta and the Calm After the Storm: Back at the La Quinta. The thumping from next door has started again. I don't care. I am tired, but not alone. I smile, and put on some music, and dream about what adventures tomorrow will bring.
**Day 3: Departure and
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La Quinta Inn & Suites Nashville South: Your Secret Weapon (Shhh!) – FAQ & Rants!
Seriously, are these deals AT ALL legit? I'm expecting cobwebs and flickering fluorescent lights...
Okay, deep breath. I get it. "Unbelievable deals" in *Nashville* of all places? You're picturing a horror movie hotel circa 1987. And yeah, the pictures online might look *slightly*… dated. But here's the tea: The La Quinta South, friends, is like a well-worn, comfy pair of jeans. Reliable, functional, and YES, shockingly affordable. I've stayed there, and I've *lived* to tell the tale. The deals? Legit. The cobwebs? (Whispers) I haven't seen any, personally. But, look, it's not the Four Seasons. It's a solid, clean, safe place to crash while you're EXPLORING NASHVILLE. Which, let's be honest, is the whole point.
What's the *actual* vibe like? Is it a ghost town or a lively hub? I need to know before I book!
Alright, so the "vibe"... It's not exactly a non-stop party (thank *goodness*). Think of it as a chill, low-key spot. There's usually a mix of people: families road-tripping, folks in town for a conference, maybe some solo travelers like myself (who sometimes REALLY need peace and quiet). I've never felt unsafe, and the staff is generally friendly and helpful. One time, I arrived *super* late after a flight delay, and the guy at the desk practically saved me from total meltdown with his calming demeanor and a (slightly stale, but appreciated) cookie. Seriously, a hero. It’s not a "scene," but it's perfectly pleasant. You're there to see Nashville, people, not to become besties with the front desk clerk (though, you COULD!).
Tell me about the breakfast. Is it the usual sad continental situation?
Okay, breakfast is... a journey. Let's be clear: it's not a gourmet buffet. Expect the usual suspects: waffles (usually self-made!), cereal, bagels, maybe some sad-looking scrambled eggs. I've witnessed the "egg incident" one time. Let's just say it was a textural experience. BUT, here's the thing: free breakfast is FREE breakfast. It's a good fuel-up before you hit the honky-tonks or whatever your Nashville adventure holds. Grab a waffle, pile on the syrup, and embrace the slightly-less-than-stellar egg situation (or just skip it!). Also, the coffee... it's coffee. Not Starbucks, but it does the job. My advice? Lower your expectations slightly, and you will be pleasantly surprised. And hey, if you're feeling fancy, grab a banana! They usually have bananas.
What about the location? Is it actually convenient to anything?
This is where La Quinta South *really* shines. It's south, as the name implies! Which means it's close to I-24 and I-65, making it super easy to get around. Downtown is a reasonable drive (Uber, Lyft, or drive yourself if you're brave, which I am not, and it's cheaper!). Lots of restaurants and shops nearby. I once found the most AMAZING taco truck about five minutes from the hotel. (Name withheld so *I* can keep it all to myself, obviously.) You're not *right* in the middle of the action, which is actually a *good* thing for sleeping, but everything's easily accessible. And parking is usually free. Bless up. Seriously, the location is a major win. It's a strategic move, people.
Okay, lay it on me... ANY horror stories? Anything to watch out for?
Alright, let's be honest. Perfection is a myth. Here's the dirt. The elevators can be slow (sometimes, annoyingly slow. One time I waited what felt like an eternity, muttering to myself). The decor is definitely… not modern. Think '80s/90s nostalgia. But hey, at least it’s clean, which is more important than a trendy wallpaper, right? Another time the AC conked out in my room and it was HOT. But they fixed it promptly. The walls might be a *little* thin. I've heard some (unwanted) snippets of conversations. Pack earplugs if you're a light sleeper! But nothing truly awful. It’s a budget hotel. It is what it is. The price more than makes up for minor imperfections.
Let's talk about the pool. Because, pools.
Okay, the pool. It's... a pool. I've seen better, I've seen worse. It's outdoors and, like everything else, can vary. Sometimes it's sparkling, sometimes it's... well, not. I've never used it. I'm not a pool person. But, I've seen kids having fun in it, families hanging out. It's there if you want it. Just don't expect the Four Seasons. I think the pool is more a 'nice to have' than a 'must have' from my perspective.
What’s the Wi-Fi situation? Because, you know… social media.
The Wi-Fi is... functional. It's free, so you can't complain *too* much. It's not lightning-fast, but it's usually enough for checking emails, scrolling through TikTok (guilty!), and uploading those Insta stories of your Nashville adventures. I successfully streamed a few episodes of something or other, so it's passable. If you need super-speed internet for, say, a Zoom call where your career depends on it, maybe find a coffee shop. Otherwise, you'll be fine.
Parking? Is it a nightmare like downtown?
Hallelujah! Parking at La Quinta South is usually a breeze, unlike the chaos downtown. They usually have ample space. You pull up, you park. It's free (did I mention free?). It's a small victory in the grand scheme of travel, but a victory nonetheless! It’s so nice not to worry about that.
Alright, fine. You convinced me. Any final words of wisdom?
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