Escape to Akron: Cozy Comfort Inn & Suites Awaits!
Escape to Akron: Cozy Comfort Inn & Suites Awaits! (Or Does It?) - A Messy, Honest Review
Okay, buckle up Buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans – and maybe some lukewarm complimentary coffee – on the Comfort Inn & Suites in Akron. Look, I'm not a travel blogger, I'm just a dude who needed a night's sleep and a slightly less depressing view than my apartment wall. So here's the deal, warts and all.
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(Accessibility – Let's Start Here, Shall We?) Look, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I try to be sensitive, and honestly, they say it's wheelchair accessible. There's an elevator (thank god, because I saw some ridiculously high floors), and supposedly some rooms are designed with accessibility in mind. I didn’t personally inspect every nook and cranny, because, ya know, it’s Akron not Monaco, but the overall impression was, "Meh, probably okay." (Accessibility - 3/5 Stars)
(Wheelchair Accessible) - Yeah, what I said.
(Internet Access – Gotta Stay Connected!) Alright, the real test here is the Wi-Fi. I’m not gonna lie, I’m addicted to the internet. My sanity depends on it! It was free in the rooms (praise be!), although it sometimes felt… like dial-up from the Stone Age. Seriously, if you're expecting to stream anything besides buffering icons, download your stuff before you arrive. (Internet - 3.5/5 Stars). The Wi-Fi in public areas? I'm not even sure it exists.
(Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! – YES! – But…) Okay, okay, I'm being harsh. It was free, and I did eventually manage to load a YouTube video. So, credit where credit is due. (Again, 3.5 Stars)
(Cleanliness and Safety – Fingers Crossed! This is where things get interesting…) Okay, this is HUGE right now with the world being the way it is. They claim to be all about the super-duper clean, germ-busting experience. "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Professional-grade sanitizing services," "Rooms sanitized between stays," blah blah blah. Honestly? The room looked clean. Like, "not-covered-in-mystery-gunk" clean. The hand sanitizer dispensers were plentiful, which is a win. I did catch a glimpse of a cleaning person wearing a mask, so, points for effort. But… did I trust that the bedspread hadn’t been, you know, hosting a small ecosystem of dust mites? Maybe not. But I’m not a scientist, so I'm choosing to remain blissfully ignorant. Still, it was cleaner than the last gas station bathroom I was in, so let's give them that. (Cleanliness – 4/5 Stars – But with a side of nervous optimism.) They had a lot of signs about hygiene certification and staff training. I guess that's reassuring?
(Rooms Sanitized Between Stays) – I hope! I really, really hope!
(Anti-viral Cleaning Products, Daily Disinfection in Common Areas, etc.) – The proof is in the pudding, or in this case, the lack of visible grime.
(Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Cue the Buffet Blues…) Alright, the breakfast. The dreaded breakfast. They had the whole shebang, or at least, the Comfort Inn version of it: "Breakfast [buffet]," "Breakfast service," "Buffet in restaurant," (I think you get the point!). I'm not gonna lie, the whole experience was… sad. There was a waffle station, which was a highlight (freshly made waffles are always a win), BUT… the scrambled eggs looked less like eggs and more like rubbery yellow squares. Don’t get me started on the pre-packaged pastries. I’m pretty sure they've been on the 'shelf' since the Reagan administration. And the coffee? Weak. Watery. Existential. I opted for a banana from the "fruit" section, which, thankfully, wasn't too bruised. (Breakfast – 2.5/5 Stars – Waffles are the MVP.) There were some "desserts in restaurant" but I wouldn't recommend it.
(Restaurants, Coffee Shop, Snack Bar, etc.) – All within the context of "Comfort Inn" standards, which is very relative.
(A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, etc.) - Yeah… I didn't see any of that. Maybe I missed it. Probably.
(Poolside bar, Bottle of water, Room service [24-hour], etc.) – I didn’t indulge. The bar was empty. But there was a water bottle!
(Things to do, ways to relax - The Spa Day Dreams…) Okay, the brochure promised a "Spa." I was picturing, you know, a spa. The kind with fluffy robes and cucumber water. What I actually found was a tiny, sad-looking spa area with a massage chair that looked like it had seen better days. No pool with a view (it was outside, just… a pool). No sauna. No steam room. The "fitness center" consisted of two treadmills and a weight machine. I did NOT partake. I think I might have hallucinated the "Body scrub." ( Ways to relax - 1/5 stars for marketing's over-enthusiasm.)
(Body Scrub, Body Wrap, Fitness Center, Sauna, Steamroom, Massage, Pool with view, Spa, Spa/sauna, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor])
(Services and Conveniences – The Good, the Bad, and the Elevator!) They had an elevator! (Again, thank god). There was "Daily housekeeping," which, frankly, was a mixed bag. My bed was made (yay!), but my empty coffee cup was mysteriously missing. There were "Business facilities" – a fax machine, and a Xerox. Seriously? Who faxes anymore? (Services - 3/5 stars)
(Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Concierge, Convenience store, Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Safety deposit boxes, Smoking area, Wi-Fi for special events, etc.) – All present, some slightly more impressive than others.
(For the kids – Babysitting? Maybe, if you’re really desperate…) Family-friendly, sure. But "Kids facilities?" I think the aforementioned pool is their biggest selling point. Though I did see a vending machine with questionable snack options. (For the Kids - 2.5/5 Stars… if your kid likes vending machines.)
(Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal)
(Getting around - Airport Transfer! - Probably more useful than me…) They do have an airport transfer. I didn't need it, so I can't vouch for its reliability. But knowing Akron, it's probably a reliable, slightly uncomfortable, maybe even an old station wagon. (Getting around - 3/5)
(Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Taxi service, Valet parking)
(Available in all rooms – The Essentials… and some extras.) Air conditioning? Check. Alarm clock? Check. Coffee maker? Check. (Though the coffee was tragic, as noted). My room was non-smoking, thank god, and reasonably quiet, but I did hear the elevator hum throughout the night, which was… not ideal. There was a little mini-bar in the fridge, but I only got the free bottle of water. (Rooms - 4/5 – Because, well, it's a room. It had stuff.)
(Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – LAN, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Non-smoking, Phone, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Soundproofing, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens, etc.)
(My Overall Verdict: Escape to Akron? Maybe. Escape from Akron? Definitely.)
Look, the Comfort Inn & Suites in Akron isn't the Ritz-Carlton. It's not even a particularly memorable experience. But, it served its purpose. I got a reasonably clean room, a (mostly) quiet night's sleep, and free Wi-Fi. The breakfast was a
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly-polished travel itinerary. This is the real, chaotic, hilariously flawed, and ultimately memorable experience of exploring the glorious (and sometimes slightly underwhelming) lands of the Comfort Inn & Suites in Cuyahoga Falls. Buckle up, because it is a wild ride.
Destination: Comfort Inn & Suites, Cuyahoga Falls - Akron, OH - The Unofficial Itinerary of a Human
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Pillow Debacle…or, Why I Should Never Be Left Alone With the Remote
- 4:00 PM: Arrival, and the Hopeful Check-In. Okay, first impressions count, right? Walked in, hoping for that crisp, clean hotel scent, you know? (We've all seen the commercials.) Found the lobby…well, it smelled mostly of vaguely floral cleaning product and the faint, ghost-of-a-greasy-French-fry aroma. The receptionist was totally nice, though! Bless her heart. My room? Ah, the room. Clean-ish. The bed looked inviting, which was definitely a plus after a long drive.
- 4:30 PM: The Great Pillow Quest. Disaster struck. I am a pillow snob. These pillows? Flatter than my patience for slow internet. I called down, praying for a fluffy, cloud-like replacement. They brought me…two more equally sad, flat pillows. "Well," I muttered to myself, "looks like I'm fashioning a pillow fort out of towels." (More on this later.)
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Settling In, Remote Control Drama, and Channel Surfing with a Side of Regret. Found the TV. Glorious! Except… the remote was an enigma. I wrestled with it for a full 15 minutes before managing to change the channel. (I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm too old for technology.) Ended up glued to some cheesy reality show (don’t judge!), completely missing a crucial weather update. This would come back to haunt me.
- 7:30 PM: Dinner: Pizza and Existential Dread. Ordered a pizza from a local place. (Support local businesses, right?) The pizza was…pizza. Edible. Filling. Nothing to write home about, but hey, it's carbs. Ate it sprawled on the bed with my pillow fort. My thoughts drifted, as they often do, to the vastness of space and what I was doing with my life.
Day 2: The Breakfast Bonanza (or, the Battle for the Last Waffle)
- 7:00 AM: Wake Up Call - From my Own Snoring. Apparently, I’m a “quiet sleeper.” (My roommate from college would laugh hysterically at this.) Woke up, feeling slightly less well-rested despite the pillow fort.
- 7:30 AM: Breakfast - The Hunger Games Begins. Okay, the free breakfast is a Comfort Inn staple, and I was ready to go. Walked into the breakfast area to find…carnage. People were circling the waffle maker like vultures, grabbing the last of the pre-made waffles. The hot food was… questionable, and the orange juice tasted suspiciously like someone had added a little too much water. I managed to snag a sad, lonely waffle. It was alright, I swear.
- 8:00 AM - 9:00 AM: Hotel Gym Adventures (or, the Day I Pretended to Exercise). The hotel gym. A small, dark, windowless room with two treadmills, a bike, and something that vaguely resembled a weight machine. I bravely walked in. I hopped on the treadmill for 10 minutes, then gave up. I am not a morning person.
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Heading Out. Needed more adventures. I need to feel the sun on my face and get to exploring!
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: The Great Pillow Saga Returns. I. Need. Better. Pillows. I asked the front desk again and they tried, but no luck. I gave up and decided to learn to sleep in the upright position. I became one with the pillows.
- Afternoon:
- Cuyahoga Valley National Park Visit (Slightly Underwhelming, But Still Good): I tried to visit the parks and get to see the sights and sounds.
Day 3: Departure and the Lasting Legacy of Fluffy Pillows (Or Lack Thereof)
- 7:00 AM: The Breakfast Shuffle, Part Deux. Okay, second day, same problem - a slightly emptier breakfast area.
- 8:00 AM: Packing Up the Chaos
- 9:00 AM: Check-out: A Fond Farewell (and a Secret Wish for a Better Pillow)
- 9:30 AM: Headed Home. The Trip Ends. Thinking about all the good and bad.
Final Thoughts:
The Comfort Inn & Suites may not have been the epitome of luxury, but it was… an experience. The pillows were a tragedy. The breakfast was a gamble. But I survived. I explored. I saw some things. And, honestly? Maybe, just maybe, it's the imperfections and the unexpected that make a trip truly memorable. I'll take that memory over a perfect room with the perfect fluffy pillows any day. (Okay, maybe not any day. I'm still dreaming of a better pillow.)
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Okay, So, What *Is* This Thing Anyway? (Besides a Total Mess)
Alright, alright, let's be real. This whole "FAQ" thing? A glorious, unpredictable mess. Basically, this is where I'm *supposed* to answer your burning questions. And by "supposed," I mean I'll answer whatever pops into my head, probably with a LOT of tangents. Think of it like… well, okay, picture a conversation with a friend who had way too much coffee AND hasn't slept in 36 hours. That's the vibe. So, buckle up.
Wait, are we talking about *anything* in particular? Or just... life?
Okay, good question! Because, yes, this is about... well, *I thought* this was supposed to be about [**insert random topic here, like: "the utter chaos of teaching online courses", or "the enduring mystery of why socks vanish in the dryer," or, if really feeling bold, "my crippling fear of pigeons"**]. But honestly? The minute I start thinking hard about ANYTHING I end up questioning the meaning of everything. So it's probably going to be a bit of both. Maybe mostly the latter. Prepare for existential dread, sprinkled with questionable humor. You've been warned.
Okay, fine, let's get practical: What's the *worst* thing about... say, trying to find a good coffee?
Oh, the coffee hunt! Lord have mercy on my soul. Look, the *worst* thing? Besides the heart-pounding realization you've run out of beans at 6 AM? It's the *pretension*. You walk into some of these hipster joints, and it's like entering a secret society. "We only source our beans from the tears of artisanal, ethically-sourced cloud leopards!" Sure, buddy. I just want a coffee that doesn't taste like dishwater. One time, I actually had a barista *scoff* at my choice of a latte. A *latte*! I almost walked out. Almost. The caffeine withdrawal was that bad. Seriously, the judgment is REAL. My advice? Embrace your inner Starbucks-lover. No shame.
Ever felt like giving up? And I mean, really, REALLY giving up?
Oh, absolutely. More times than I can count, I've wanted to just... vanish. I mean, the sheer *effort* of existing can be exhausting. There was this *one* time – okay, maybe it was a Tuesday, let's be honest, probably a Tuesday – I was stuck in a massive line at the grocery store. The self-checkout machines were all broken, the lady in front of me was paying with coupons from the Stone Age, and my phone DIED. Dead. Completely blank. And the cashier, bless her heart, looked like she hadn't slept in three days. I wanted to just… leave the cart, walk out the door, and become one with the squirrels. Seriously considered it. The sheer, relentless *mundanity* of it all. But, you know... chocolate chip cookies were on the list. And my cat needed food. So, I persevered. But the feeling? Yeah, that's a regular guest in my brain.
So, what's the dumbest thing you've ever done? Be honest!
Where do I even *start*? Okay, here's a classic: Age 17, attempting to dye my hair with a box of "midnight blue" dye. The *intention* was cool, goth-chic. The *reality*? Well, picture a Smurf. But a Smurf with uneven streaks of neon green. Yep. Turns out, you *really* should read the instructions carefully. And test on a small patch of hair *first*. My mom's reaction was a mixture of horror and suppressed laughter. It took weeks to fade, and I looked like a walking catastrophe. Good times. Good, *horrifying* times. And, yeah, that's just the tip of the iceberg. There's the time I tried to bake a cake and set off the smoke alarm (twice!). The time I wore mismatched shoes to a job interview. The time I, well, let's just say I have a *long* list of questionable life choices.
What are you *really* afraid of? Besides pigeons, naturally...
Okay, besides the feathered fiends? (And yes, pigeons are pure evil.) I'd say… failing. Not in the grand, dramatic, world-ending sense. More like… failing at the small stuff. The everyday stuff. Like being a decent human being. Like, will I ever be *good* at anything? Losing people I love. The sheer inevitability of change, how things will never be the same. The thought of getting older, and losing my memory, or not being able to remember those I love. And the world getting completely swallowed by some sort of technological singularity where robots take over. No, wait, take that back. The really terrifying thing is... that I'm already *late* for everything. Every. Single. Thing. Even this answer.
If you could have any superpower, what would it be? And no, "the ability to find matching socks" doesn't count.
Ugh, matching socks. The unsolvable mystery of the universe. No, no, I'd want… the ability to instantly learn things. Like, imagine being able to *download* knowledge. Languages? Done. Quantum physics? Yes, please. How to perfectly poach an egg? Finally! Because honestly? I spend way too much time on Google trying to figure stuff out. And sometimes, I get so lost in the rabbit hole, I forget what I was even searching for in the first place. The amount of random trivia I've absorbed is ridiculous. But, maybe that superpower would be a *curse*. Too much knowledge! Brain explode! Okay, maybe I'd settle for teleportation. Get me to the beach. Stat.
What's the most important thing you've learned?
That's the problem, isn't it? What *is* the most important thing? It changes all the time! Oh, the biggest thing. Well, that everything will be okay, even if it doesn't feel like it at the moment. And that it's absolutely fine to make mistakes. Seriously. Embrace the mess. Because life is a mess. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you can actually *enjoy* it. Even the hard bits. EspeciallyHotel Whisperer
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