St. George Getaway: Unbeatable Deals at Super 8!
St. George Getaway: Super 8? More Like "Super… Needs Some Work, But Hey, It's Fine!" - A Messy, Honest Review
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your typical, sanitized hotel review. We're diving headfirst into the… unique world of St. George Getaway, supposedly offering "Unbeatable Deals" at a Super 8. Let's see if that claim holds water, shall we? And yes, I will be snarky, I will ramble, and I will tell you about the mysteriously sticky patch on the… let’s just say, the linens.
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Accessibility: The Good, the Meh, and the "Where's the Ramp?"
Okay, let's start with the basics. My pal, bless his heart, uses a wheelchair, so accessibility is key. The website boasts "Facilities for disabled guests," which is always a good sign. I'm happy to report Wheelchair accessible is listed – that's a win! We did see a bit of an issue finding the proper ramp for the main entrance, but we found the elevator in the side of the building and a staff member helped us load the luggage. Elevator access is there, thank goodness.
Now, the exterior corridor design… Well, it reminded me of a very, VERY long hallway, but hey, at least you can get to your room without navigating a labyrinth, right?
On-site Restaurants/Lounges: "Breakfast" is a Loose Term.
They promised restaurants, but let's be real, it's a Super 8. The "dining experience" is… sparse. They offer Breakfast [buffet], which technically is true. Think prepackaged muffins, powdered eggs, and the ever-present waffle maker. The coffee was… well, I’ve had worse. Much worse. There are is a Coffee/tea in restaurant, but you're better off bringing your own. I might have seen Restaurants listed on the website, but not the best of my experience. Also no poolside bar or anything like that.
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitization, the New Normal?
Okay, this is where they seem to be trying. They brag about Anti-viral cleaning products and Daily disinfection in common areas. There’s also Hand sanitizer readily available, which is fantastic. Our room supposedly had Rooms sanitized between stays, and they're taking physical distancing seriously. And, of course, there is a First aid kit in case things go sideways.
BUT, and it's a BIG BUT… I walked into the bathroom and… I’m not going to go into graphic detail. I mean, it was clean-looking, but there was a Hot water linen and laundry washing and a smell that can only be described as "slightly off." And, as I mentioned before, the sheets… let's just say there was a suspiciously sticky patch of… something. Okay, maybe it was just jelly. Maybe. Still, the lack of room sanitization opt-out make for a good peace of mind.
Oh, they have a doctor on call, so, that's a bonus, I guess.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fuel Up Elsewhere…
Aside from the aforementioned breakfast, the dining options are… well, they aren’t really options. There's no A la carte in restaurant, no Asian cuisine in restaurant, no Bar, no Buffet in restaurant besides the breakfast. They did have a tiny Snack bar, but the selection was… uninspired. No Happy hour, no Room service [24-hour], no nothing.
Services and Conveniences: The Things That (Sometimes) Make Up For It
The saving graces? They got some decent stuff. The hotel has Air conditioning in public area, which is kind of a given in Utah, but still appreciated. The Daily housekeeping was on point. There is a Convenience store on site, although the selection was limited. There is Luggage storage, which is a lifesaver when you are planning a trip. They also have, Car park [free of charge] and Car park [on-site]. They also listed Wi-Fi for special events, which is kinda of weird seeing as I did not find an event. They offer some meeting stationery for use, but not much else.
For the Kids: Eh… Maybe Not a Kid Paradise
They claim to be Family/child friendly, but honestly, I wouldn't plan a kid-centric vacation around this place. There are Kids facilities, but I didn’t see any real ones that would appeal to a kid. No Babysitting service. Not much of anything.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Pool Time, Maybe?
The Swimming pool [outdoor] definitely made me think about my vacation. It looked clean and inviting, which is a huge plus. There is even a Pool with view listed, but, I didn't see that myself. There is also a Gym/fitness, which is another plus. I didn't see a Spa, Spa/sauna, Sauna, or Steamroom. Honestly, you're better off exploring the gorgeous scenery St. George has to offer.
Available in All Rooms: The Must-Haves (and Some Random Extras)
The rooms themselves? They’re… fine. The Air conditioning and Free Wi-Fi were absolute essentials, and I was grateful for both. Free bottled water, and a Coffee/tea maker and Refrigerator—these are things. There's also an Alarm clock, a Desk, Hair dryer, and an Ironing facilities. The Interconnecting room(s) available could be useful for big families. The Separate shower/bathtub was a nice touch. But honestly, nothing really stood out.
The Good? The Bad? The Ugly? My Honest Opinion
Look, St. George Getaway at Super 8 is not the Ritz-Carlton. It's not even a particularly fancy Holiday Inn. It's a budget-friendly option, and it acts like one. If you're looking for a place to crash for one night, and you want a pool and Free Wi-Fi [free], and you're not expecting luxury, then sure, it's fine. It’s Non-smoker rooms, which is nice for those who don't smoke.
However, the cleanliness could be a bit better, I have had Cleanliness and safety concerns, and the breakfast situation is, well, a joke. The promises of "Unbeatable Deals" ring a little hollow when they fail to provide any decent Dining, drinking, and snacking.
My Verdict:
Is it the worst hotel I've ever stayed in? No. Is it the best? Absolutely not. If you're on a tight budget and prioritize location and basic amenities, it's serviceable. Just lower your expectations, pack your own snacks, and maybe bring your own sanitizer. And seriously, inspect the sheets. Just saying. I give it a solid, yet underwhelming, 2.5 out of 5 stars. The location is great! However, I’m still a little weirded out by that sticky patch…
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your average, pristine itinerary. This is a Super 8 St. George survival guide, infused with the real, the raw, and the utterly ridiculous.
Super 8 St. George: A Chaotic Journey (Probably Involving a Fridge That Sounds Like a Dying Walrus)
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of the Pool
- Afternoon (ish): Arrive at St. George! Yay! Landed at the airport (which basically is St. George, geographically speaking). Grabbed my rental car – a beige sedan ominously named “Bertha.” Bertha and I have a complicated relationship.
- Check-in: Okay, Super 8. Let's be honest, the aesthetic is "Early American Motel," which translates to "slightly depressing, but hey, it has free breakfast." The front desk guy, bless his heart, looked like he hadn’t seen daylight since the Clinton administration. He was friendly though.
- Room Reconnaissance: The room… well, it's a room. The air conditioner sounds like a jet engine, and the fridge is currently auditioning for the role of "Most Depressed Appliance." It hums a mournful tune all day.
- My Inner Monologue: Okay, focus. Phone charger. Okay, check. Toothbrush. Okay, check. Mental stability…uh…maybe we'll revisit that later.
- Pool Observation (and Panic): There is a pool. It's…visible. The brochure advertised "crystal clear waters," but it looks more like "slightly tinted green." I watched a kid splash around. Oh god, they're having fun! Am I having fun? No. No, I am not. Decided to bypass the pool experience.
- Dinner Drama: Found a nearby diner – a real classic. Ordered a burger. Got a burger. It was… a burger. The waitress, bless her heart, kept calling me "honey." Pretty sure I accidentally smiled, but it felt forced. Maybe I was just tired.
Day 2: Zion's Majesty (and My Own Clumsiness)
- Rise and Sigh: Free breakfast! (The waffles, thankfully, managed to escape the early American aesthetic). Forced down enough to fuel my day. Must. Eat. Waffles. For. Survival.
- Zion National Park: Okay, THIS is why I came. Zion is breathtaking. The sheer cliffs, the colors… it's supposed to be an emotional experience. It is until…
- Hiking Mishap: Attempted a "moderate" hike. "Attempted" being the operative word. Tripped over absolutely nothing, went sprawling in the dirt like a toddler in a playground. Survived with a bruised ego and maybe a few new friends.
- Rambling Thoughts: Right, well, at least I'm making memories. Albeit memories of me face-planting in the desert. The hike was, you know, intense. So many beautiful reds and oranges. But what is the meaning of it all?!
- Post-Hike Refueling: Found a local pizza place. That was good. Ate way too much pizza. Regret ensued.
- Sunset Revelation (and a Very Loud Snore): Watched the sunset over Zion. It was beautiful. The whole experience, I mean, just… Wow. Felt a pang of something human. Felt good. Exhaustedly crashed in bed, and woke up the next day, feeling like I had a wrestling match with a sleeping grizzly.
Day 3: Exploring and a Little Bit of Self-Doubt
- Morning Coffee Ritual (and the Fridge's Symphony): Coffee from my travel mug with a caffeine content so high it woke up the whole hotel, plus the depressing hum of the nearly-dead fridge. I swear it's singing to me.
- Small Town Exploration: Wandered around the quaint streets of St. George. Found a cute little shop with handmade souvenirs. Questioned my taste when I almost bought a ceramic frog wearing a cowboy hat. The urge was real.
- Museum Visit: Went to a historical museum. Saw some cool stuff. But mostly, I felt a sense of… unease. Stood in front of a collection of ancient artifacts and realized, I'm really just a tiny speck in this vast cosmic dance.
- Afternoon Snack and Meltdown: Found a quirky cafe. The barista made a latte so good it almost made up for the existential dread.
- Return to the Super 8: The room. The hum. The loneliness. Went to sleep.
Day 4: Last Day Reflections (and the Search for Meaning)
Breakfast and Departure: Same free breakfast, same depressed fridge, same existential crisis. Gathered luggage. Slowly walked to Bertha, with my head held high. "We did it, girl," I told her.
Departure (with a Final Sigh): Said goodbye to St. George. Felt a sense of melancholy as I pulled out of the parking lot. The whole trip was a mess, in a good way. Messy meals. Messy hikes. Messy thoughts. And… I think I liked it.
Final Thoughts (as I'm writing this): Next time… I'll pack more snacks. And maybe learn to hike without falling. And probably bring earplugs for the fridge that sounds like a rusty saw mill. Overall, it was… an experience. A messy, human, glorious experience. Would I recommend it? Absolutely. But maybe bring a therapist. Just in case. The Super 8 might've broken me.
Okay, so... Super 8 in St. George? Really? Is this some kind of ironic hipster thing?
Look, let's be honest. My first thought? "Super 8? That's where you end up when you've blown your budget on the *actual* vacation, right?" Turns out... yeah, kinda. But! Here's the thing. St. George is freakin' gorgeous. Red rocks for DAYS. And honestly? The deals they're talking about? Tempting. We're talking *affordable*. Plus, if you're anything like me, you're gonna be out hiking, biking, and generally scrambling over rocks all day. You're not there to luxuriate in a presidential suite. You're there to *experience* the desert!
What makes these deals "unbeatable"? (And are you SURE they're not secretly a scam?)
Scam? Nah, probably not (though I still wouldn't sign up for *anything* without reading the fine print like a hawk after a particularly juicy field mouse). The "unbeatable" part, I'm guessing, hinges on a few things: maybe it's off-season (blistering heat ain't for everyone, right?), maybe they're bundling stuff together (like a free breakfast - more on that nightmare later), or maybe they just REALLY need to fill rooms. Look, it's all about the price, folks. If the price is right and the location is good, I'm in. My bank account *screams* for affordable adventures.
Let's talk specifics. What kind of "deals" are we actually talking about? Free refills on the coffee? A complimentary… *waffle*?
Okay, here's the truth: deals often involve “free breakfast.” *shudders*. Look, the free breakfast is… an experience. Think: slightly-stale muffins, mystery juice, and a waffle maker that may or may not actually work. But, hey, it's *free*. And, okay, sometimes they have those little cereal boxes. I'm a sucker for those. It's a time capsule of my childhood. The *real* deals, though, are probably based on room rates. Maybe they're offering discounts for multi-night stays or for booking in advance. Check the fine print! And keep your expectations in check.
Alright, free breakfast. You REALLY don't like it, huh? Is it THAT bad?
Look it's not *bad* in the sense that it'll kill you… probably. It's just… depressing. Picture fluorescent lighting, sticky tables, and the faint aroma of yesterday’s burnt bacon. And the *coffee*. Oh, the coffee. Sometimes it tastes like dishwater. Sometimes it tastes like despair. I’m being overdramatic, sure, but it sets the tone for the day. You walk in there EXPECTING a free breakfast, and walk out… well… mostly full. It can be a brutal start to a day of climbing. I once witnessed A FIGHT BREAK OUT over the last sausage patty. I'm not kidding. Maybe pack some protein bars and avoid the whole ordeal. You'll thank me.
What's the actual *hotel* like? Is it clean? And is there, like, a pool? (Asking for... well, myself.)
Cleanliness? That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? *Generally*, Super 8s aren't known for their luxurious, meticulously-scrubbed rooms. But, hear me out. I’ve stayed in worse. Keep your expectations in check. Look at the reviews! See what other people say. Does it look, at least, remotely presentable? Does it *smell*… okay? The pool? Chances are… yes! Most of them have a pool. Maybe a hot tub. This is post-hike heaven, people! Imagine soaking those aching muscles while looking at the stars. Ok. I’m starting to get excited again. Just… bring your flip-flops.
Okay, you sold me. But, um... is it *safe*? I'm a little paranoid about... well, everything.
Safety is a legit concern. Do your research. Read reviews. Get a feel for the area. If you’re really worried, call the front desk and ask some pointed questions. If it *feels* wrong, trust your gut and move on! I mean, Super 8s are usually in pretty standard areas. I can't tell you it'll be perfect. But it shouldn't feel sketchier than that taco truck down the road. You can always ask for a room near the front desk – or don't, and embrace the chaos of a room far away in the darkest corner. You're tough, you got this! Plus, you're going to be out exploring all day! You won't even be *in* the room that much.
But like, what if the other guests are weird? I am a people-person, but sometimes…
You’ll meet some characters. That's a given. There are always characters. You'll have the road-trippin' families, the business travelers, the folks just passing through. It's a melting pot of humanity. Just be polite. Maybe exchange a smile. Or don’t. You don't *have* to socialize if you don't want to. Embrace the anonymity. Just keep your wits about you. And whatever you do, don't get stuck in a conversation with the guy who's been talking to the waffle maker for an hour, muttering about "the perfect breakfast." Trust me on this one.
Okay, so I'm considering it. What's the one thing I absolutely NEED to pack?
Besides your hiking boots, sunscreen, and a healthy dose of adventurous spirit? Earplugs. Seriously. You never know what kind of noises will keep you up at night—the highway, the AC unit, the "romantic" couple next door (again, trust me). Pack earplugs. And maybe a sleep mask. You'll be so glad you did. You want to feel rested so you can tackle those red rocks! And bring your sense of humor. Because… well, this whole experience is going to be its own kind of crazy.
After all this, what's your final verdict? Should I do it?
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