Escape to Hampton Inn Orange City: Your IA Oasis Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a deep dive review of… well, I don't know what we're reviewing, but we've got a mountain of bullet points to conquer. Let's just wing it and see where the chaos takes us.
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- Description: My brutally honest account of staying at this place. From the glorious, "I need to move here now" moments in the spa to the soul-crushing Wi-Fi failures, I'll tell you the whole darn story. Get ready for a rollercoaster of opinions, real-world experiences, and hopefully, a laugh or two along the way. Because let's be honest, travel is rarely perfect.
The Review: A Whirlwind of Wonderful and "What Were You Thinking?!"
Alright, let's get this show on the road! I recently experienced… (let's just assume it's a hotel) and, boy oh boy, do I have opinions. Where to even begin?
Accessibility: The Good, The Bad, The "Almost There"
Okay, first things first: Accessibility. Huge thumbs up for them even TRYING. (And for not being some kind of ableist horror show, honestly.) They had the basics down: Wheelchair accessible? Checked. Elevator? Double-checked. And, bless their hearts, they tried with the ramps. I mean, they were a little steep in spots, but hey, maybe I should have paid closer attention during my leg day… Anyway, it's a start. Facilities for disabled guests: Seemed adequate, from what I could see.
Now, listen, I don’t need the sky to be perfect. But in my opinion (and I’m offering it), a well thought through set-up with obvious, well-placed signage is what I look out for. I need something I can use. Not something that's almost usable.
On-site Accessible Restaurants / Lounges: That's the tricky part, right? I'm guessing I'm not the best one to give a review on that, but I did see some wheelchair access - which is a great start. Better safe than sorry here.
Cleaning & Safety: Germaphobes, Rejoice (Maybe!)
Okay, COVID-age travel is a thing, isn't it? The hotel claimed to be on it, and honestly, I think they were making a real effort. Anti-viral cleaning products? Supposedly. Daily disinfection in common areas? Yep, saw them doing it. Hand sanitizer? Everywhere! (I may or may not have taken a small, travel-sized bottle for my purse… don’t judge!). Room sanitization opt-out available? Good! Because, personally, I prefer my hotel room to smell like… well, not bleach, ideally.
The staff trained in safety protocol gave me a sense of security, as did the Safe dining setup. They even had Individually-wrapped food options, which, let's be honest, is a win for anyone who's ever contemplated the nutritional value of a communal breakfast buffet.
One little thing though… I’d feel much more comfortable if the staff also wore masks, which, I will admit, happened only some of the time.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food Glorious Food! (Or Not…)
First, the good? 24-hour room service! Yes, please! My midnight ice cream cravings were safely satisfied. The a la carte in restaurant food was a nice touch (though the menu was a bit… repetitive, let's say). Some Asian cuisine in restaurant. The only problem? It was always out of stock.
Breakfast service, however, was a different story. I took to going down and grabbing stuff from the big spread. Breakfast [buffet] was mostly great. I'm a "coffee first, think later" kind of gal, and their coffee game was strong. Western breakfast? Present and accounted for. Coffee/tea in restaurant? Obviously!
Now, for the not-so-good… the Happy hour was, well, not so happy. I get they were trying to be fancy with the cocktails, but it all just tasted like watered-down regret.
And don't even get me started on the Poolside bar. The service was glacially slow, and the drinks were… weak. I swear, a child could have chugged my margarita and still been able to drive a semi-truck.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Nirvana (or Not Quite…)
Okay, this area mostly delivered. The Pool with a view was simply stunning. Seriously, I could have stayed there all day, just soaking up the sun and the scenery.
The Spa/sauna was a definite highlight. They had Body wrap, Body scrub, the works! The massage? Oh, the massage! Pure bliss. I seriously considered faking a broken leg to extend my stay.
The Fitness center was… adequate. Not exactly state-of-the-art, but it had the basics. The treadmills weren’t running as smoothly, and the gym's layout was kind of confusing. I will never understand why they place the weights so close to the windows. The gym-goer in front of you feels very exposed.
The Internet: The Devil's Own Invention
Oh, Wi-Fi, Wi-Fi, where do I even begin? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!? Yes, technically. But, oh, the connection. It was slower than molasses on a January day. I'm pretty sure I could have sent a carrier pigeon faster. Internet [LAN]? Forget about it. My attempts to work from the hotel ended in a rage-fueled meltdown and a vow to never again rely on hotel Wi-Fi for anything important. My Laptop workspace was basically a place where I could sit and stare at a loading screen for hours on end.
Services and Conveniences: Helpful, Here and There
Concierge: Aces! They were incredibly helpful with everything from making dinner reservations to arranging a taxi. They even gave me the perfect recommendation for the local markets. Daily housekeeping: Spot on! The room was always immaculate.
Laundry service: Thank the heavens! I always pack too light.
Cash withdrawal: Helpful.
Room Essentials: The Air conditioning worked like a dream, and the Bathtub was big enough for a proper soak. The Bed was comfortable.
I did have to use a desk on my stay - and I have to say, it was a tiny. I did however, have a Coffee/tea maker and a Refrigerator. But the Minibar? Overpriced and underwhelming.
For the Kids : Babysitting service
I am unsure, and can't provide feedback.
Rooms : Available in all rooms
Additional toilet - very useful. Air conditioning - great. Alarm clock - the dreaded sound, as always. Bathrobes - nice and cozy after my bath. Bathroom phone - kind of useless TBH. Bathtub - big enough for a proper long soak. Blackout curtains - helped, but not entirely. Carpeting - clean, thankfully. Closet - enough room for me and my stuff. Coffee/tea maker - essential. Complimentary tea - nice, though they could have varied the selection. Daily housekeeping - very attentive. Desk - it was tiny. Extra long bed - appreciated this very much. Free bottled water - good. Hair dryer - saved me. High floor - nice views. In-room safe box - yes. Interconnecting room(s) available - helpful for families. Internet access – LAN - didn't use it, it wasn't working too well. Internet access – wireless - didn't use it, it wasn't working too well. Ironing facilities - great, but the iron wasn't the best. Laptop workspace - did not work because of the wi-fi Linens - clean. Mini bar - overpriced. Mirror - essential. Non-smoking - obviously important! On-demand movies - loved this. Private bathroom - always necessary. Reading light - great for night time! Refrigerator - essential. **Safety
Escape to Paradise: Auberge Clermont's Franschhoek Luxury Awaits
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to embark on a Hampton Inn Orange City adventure. And let me tell you, "adventure" might be a strong word, considering we're talking Orange City, Iowa. But hey, even small-town Iowa holds its own brand of chaos, doesn't it? And this itinerary? Oh, it's gonna be less meticulously planned and more…well, us.
Hampton Inn Orange City: The Unofficial Itinerary (Because Let's Face It, Schedules are Suggestions)
Day 1: Arrival, Reality, and Ramen (aka, The Pre-Adventure)
4:00 PM: Finally. After a three-hour drive punctuated by gas station bathroom breaks and existential dread (is that life flashing before my eyes, or just a particularly sad billboard?), we check into the Hampton Inn. First impressions? Textbook Hampton Inn. Clean, vaguely beige, and smelling faintly of chlorine and… optimism? (Maybe it's wishful thinking.) The guy at the front desk, bless his heart, tries to make small talk. He probably hears the same jokes a million times. I struggle to smile through the exhaustion. "How was the drive?" he asks. "Long. And full of questionable life choices," I mutter. He chuckles. He probably just wanted to make small talk.
4:30 PM: Room inspection. Gotta check for ghosts, bedbugs, and rogue remote controls. (My personal nemesis: the remote that always disappears). All clear! Success. The room is blessedly unremarkable. The air conditioner, however, sounds like a dying walrus. This could be a problem.
5:00 PM: Unpack. Or, more accurately, shove everything into the crevices of the closet. I'm a master of the emergency-kit style packing (that just means I throw everything in at once). I open up the suitcase; the contents of my bathroom have apparently exploded and taken over.
6:00 PM: Dinner dilemma. The options in Orange City? Limited. We’re talking mostly fast food, or the local diner. I, in my infinite wisdom (cough, cough), suggested the local ramen spot, which also surprisingly has a bar attached. It's going to be a disaster. We're both starving and, to be honest, I need something to eat beyond a bag of chips.
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Ramen and Regret (and maybe a few laughs). The ramen is…okay. Not life-altering. The bar, on the other hand, is a hoot. A group of locals are in full swing, and the bartender seems to know everyone. This is the kind of place where everyone knows your name, but you probably don't know theirs. We end up chatting with a woman who seems to have an encyclopedic knowledge of local gossip. She’s surprisingly entertaining, although half of what she says goes over my head. This is the beauty of small towns, everyone has a story.
9:30 PM: Back to the Hampton Inn. I attempt to watch TV, but the walrus-air conditioner is making it difficult to hear. I change the channel, get frustrated, and fall asleep with the lights on. Classic.
Day 2: Culture, Coffee, and… Corn? (aka, The "Maybe We Should Have Planned Better" Day)
8:00 AM: Wake up, groggy. The air conditioner's doing its best walrus impression. I stumble to the continental breakfast. The options are the usual: dry cereal, questionable bagels, and coffee that tastes like it was brewed in a rusty pipe. But hey, it's free, right?
9:00 AM: Visit the local museum. Okay, I know. Sounds boring. But, surprise! It turned out to be more fascinating than expected. The history of Orange City is strangely interesting. I learn more than I expected about Dutch settlement, and the strong sense of community that still defines the town. The museum is filled with artifacts and stories, the heart of a place is in its past. I have a moment of existential reflection while looking at a perfectly preserved bonnet from the 1800s.
11:00 AM: Explore of Orange City. This is where the “messy” part kicks in. We walk. We wander. We get a little lost. This town is charming in its own way. There are beautiful gardens, and the smell of fresh-baked goods drifts from a local bakery.
12:00 PM: Lunch at, well, the only place open. Pizza. Average pizza. But, hey, we're alive.
1:00 PM: The Big Corn Adventure. Okay, so, I know, this sounds like a joke. But the fields of corn surrounding Orange City are, well, a defining feature of the landscape. We decide to drive down a back road and… get lost in the cornfields. (Not a "lost-lost," but close). It's a bit surreal. I'm having a moment, feeling connected to nature and the sheer, quiet… corn-ness of it all. This is probably Iowa.
3:00 PM: Coffee break. We find a little place and share some coffee and pastries. They are, thankfully, delicious. I feel the calm settle once again.
5:00 PM: We are back inside the room. The walrus is still going strong. I wonder how much longer before the hotel sends someone to fix it?
6:00 PM: Dinner. Leftovers. Ramen again? The thought makes my stomach churn. I cannot. We end up settling on the same pizza place.
8:00 PM: Staring at the ceiling. The walrus is relentless. I decide to embrace the chaos.
Day 3: Leaving, and a Sense of… Accomplishment? (aka, The "Did We Actually Enjoy This?" Day)
8:00 AM: Pack (again, the hasty shoving method). Check out. The front desk guy is surprised to see us. He asks if we enjoyed our stay. I hesitate. "Well," I say, "The air conditioner… was memorable." He laughs. "Yeah, we get that a lot."
8:30 AM: On the road. As we drive away, I feel a strange, unexpected fondness for Orange City. It wasn't glamorous, the schedule was a mess, but there's something about its quiet charm, the friendly faces, and the absurdity of… the cornfields that has actually stuck with me.
11:30 AM: Back Home. Home. The real adventure begins. I can already feel the itch to plan the next trip, to escape. It will be wild.
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