Snellville's BEST Hotel? La Quinta Inn & Suites Review!
La Quinta Inn & Suites Snellville: My Unfiltered Take - Is It REALLY the BEST? (Spoiler: Maybe, with a Few Hairs on the Carpet)
Okay, folks, buckle up. I'm about to spill the tea (or maybe more accurately, lukewarm coffee from the complimentary dispenser) on the La Quinta Inn & Suites in Snellville, GA. Is it the reigning champ of local accommodations? Is it a hidden gem? Or is it, well, just a La Quinta? Let's dive in, shall we? And yes, this is going to get messy.
First Impressions: Curb Appeal and the Smell of…Clean (Mostly)
Rolling up, the La Quinta in Snellville presents a pretty standard hotel facade. Not exactly Insta-worthy, but perfectly functional. The exterior corridor layout makes you feel like you're constantly walking through someone's backyard, which isn’t a plus, right? But on the plus side, the car park is free and on-site. That's a win in my book.
Walking through the doors, it smelled… clean. Seriously, a crucial first hurdle cleared. They're clearly trying hard with the daily disinfection in common areas, and that's appreciated in today's climate. There was even a hand sanitizer dispenser at the front desk, which I promptly used, because, you know… germs.
Accessibility: Hits and Misses, Mostly Hits (Phew!)
Accessibility is a big deal for me, and La Quinta seems to have made a genuine effort. Facilities for disabled guests are clearly a priority, with elevator access (essential!), and the website says there are wheelchair accessible rooms. I didn't personally assess a room for accessibility, but the signs are promising. The exterior corridor is, of course, a bit of a hurdle – not ideal for those using mobility aids. But overall, it gets points for trying.
Rooms: The Good, the Slightly Dingy, and That One Loose Tile
My room… okay, let's be honest. The décor screams "budget friendly." But you know what? It was clean. And that's a HUGE plus. The air conditioning worked like a charm, crucial in Georgia heat. The blackout curtains were a godsend for sleeping in (and yes, I took full advantage).
Now, for the nitty-gritty:
- Bed: Comfy enough. Definitely not a luxurious cloud, but decent. Got a good night's sleep.
- Bathroom: Functional. The towels were fluffy enough, which is always a win. The hair dryer… well, let's just say it's seen better days. It did the job, eventually. And the water pressure in the shower could use some work. Sigh. First world problems, I know.
- Amenities: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! And it actually worked! I was able to stream a whole movie. Score! They also provided free bottled water, which is always a nice touch. The desk was functional for working, but the laptop workspace could be bigger.
- My Quirky Observation: There was a slight loose tile in the bathroom. I think this makes it less sterile and more “lived in”, which I love.
Cleanliness and Safety: Doing Their Best (For the Most Part)
This is where La Quinta really shines. I saw signs of anti-viral cleaning products. They apparently have professional-grade sanitizing services and rooms sanitized between stays. The staff seemed well trained in safety protocol. I felt like I could breathe a little easier knowing they were attempting to stay on top of this. The smoke detectors are in place and the fire extinguisher are there too. They are also boasting safe dining setup and sanitized kitchen and tableware items which is great in theory. The room sanitization opt-out available is also a major plus.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Breakfast, the Usual, and Maybe a Drive-Thru
Alright, let's talk food. Breakfast is included, and… it's a standard continental fare. Think waffles (yay!), cereal, some questionable fruit, and the aforementioned lukewarm coffee. It's perfectly adequate for a quick bite, but don't get your hopes up for a culinary masterpiece. The breakfast takeaway service is a nice touch if you're in a hurry.
There's a coffee/tea in the restaurant, which is a plus. But don't expect anything too fancy.
Things to Do (and Relax): Pool Time, Mostly
The swimming pool [outdoor] is the main attraction. It's a decent size, clean(ish), and a good way to cool off on a hot day. There's not much else in the way of relaxation options, unfortunately. No spa, sauna, or anything like that. This is a no frills hotel.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
La Quinta offers the usual hotel services. Daily housekeeping, a concierge (though I didn't use it), and a convenience store. The car park [on-site], the daily housekeeping, and the free Wi-Fi are the real winners. The ability to cash withdrawal and get currency exchange is also valuable. They also provide luggage storage! I wish the doorman was always there.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly, But Not a Playground
This La Quinta is family/child friendly, which is great. There are kids facilities. I did not see a babysitting service, but I may have missed it.
Internet: Speed Demons and Tech Troubles
The Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! is a huge selling point. It was pretty reliable during my stay. Being able to access the Internet and, by extension, Internet access - wireless makes my work easier.
The Verdict: Worth the Trip (Probably)
So, is La Quinta Inn & Suites in Snellville the "BEST" hotel? That’s a tough call. It's not luxury, but it's clean, comfortable, and offers good value for the price and the free parking is a major plus if you're driving. The accessible rooms are a major plus too! The free Wi-Fi is a lifesaver, the breakfast is edible (mostly), and the pool is a welcome escape from the Georgia heat.
There are a few areas for improvement, but for a quick trip, a business trip, or a place to crash while exploring the area, it's definitely worth considering. Just don’t expect perfection. Expect a solid stay, maybe a slightly loose tile, and a decent cup of coffee. And that, my friends, is perfectly okay.
Wingate Chantilly: Dulles Airport's BEST Kept Secret (Luxury on a Budget!)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the… well, the slightly less glamorous side of travel. Welcome to my itinerary for the La Quinta Inn & Suites by Wyndham Snellville-Stone Mountain in Snellville, Georgia. Don’t expect pristine photos and Instagram-ready captions. This is the real deal, baby. Prepare yourselves.
Day 1: Arrival and the Unfolding Mystery of the Continental Breakfast
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport (ATL). My flight was delayed, naturally. The airport, as always, was a chaotic symphony of rolling suitcases, crying babies, and the unspoken judgment radiating from everyone in the security line. I’m pretty sure I saw someone smuggling a small, live chicken. Or maybe it was just the exhaustion. At this point, who can tell?
- 2:30 PM: Uber to the La Quinta. Ah, the sweet promise of air conditioning after enduring the Atlanta humidity. The driver, bless his heart, was a local legend. He regaled me with tales of Snellville’s surprisingly vibrant "arts scene" and the ongoing debate about the best BBQ joint. (I’m already feeling the local flavor, folks!)
- 3:00 PM: Check-in. My room! Okay, the room. Beige. Mostly clean. The air conditioning is on full blast, a welcome relief. The view? Let's just say it’s a testament to the beauty of an empty parking lot. But hey, a roof over my head is a roof over my head, right?
- 3:30 PM: Unpacking. I lay my bags and stuff on the bed, in general disarray. I find myself humming along to whatever song happens to be stuck in my head at that moment.
- 3:45 PM: The Continental Breakfast Recon. This is the moment. The pivotal point of every La Quinta experience. I venture down, eyes narrowed, ready to face… the unknown. Will there be bagels? Decent coffee? Is the waffle iron operational? (The waffle iron is always the wildcard, isn't it?)
- 4:00 PM: Okay, the breakfast. Coffee, surprisingly, is drinkable. The bagels? Stale. The waffle iron? DEAD. Apparently, I missed my chance at golden-brown perfection. I grab a sad apple, some sugary cereal, and a yogurt cup. Maybe next year.
- 4:30 PM: I decide to take the rest of the evening and binge-watch TV until my brain turns to mush and I fall asleep.
- 9:00 PM: Dinner. I end up hitting up a diner down the street. I stuff myself with a burger and fries. Comfort over culinary excellence is the name of the game here.
Day 2: Stone Mountain – Majesty and Mosquitoes (and Maybe a Melted Ice Cream)
- 9:00 AM: The Continental Breakfast Part 2. Attempting to make my own waffles but I only had 2 options, stale bagels and sad apples.
- 10:00 AM: Uber and a Trek to Stone Mountain Park, one of the main attractions of the area. The park is undeniably breathtaking, as I take photos. There are mosquitoes, obviously. And then there’s the actual ascent. Not too strenuous, but my thighs beg for mercy. I end up reaching the top, though, and the view is worth it.
- 1:00 PM: After hiking I grab an Ice cream cone. It's perfect and then.. it melts. Ugh, the Georgia heat gets me. Time to wander around and find some shade - or at least try to.
- 2:00 PM: I stumble upon a little gift shop. The inevitable tourist trap. I buy a Stone Mountain-shaped magnet to prove I was there. The shop is full of cheap trinkets and questionable souvenirs, but what is vacation if not embracing kitsch?
- 3:00 PM: The Journey Back, and the Longing for a Good Meal. The long walk back to the parking area. It's hot, my feet ache, and I start craving a decent lunch.
- 6:00 PM: The evening is consumed by pizza and movie watching in the comfort of my room.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Smell of… What Was That Smell?
- 8:00 AM: The Continental Breakfast Finale. I skip it. I choose to suffer the hunger.
- 9:00 AM: Final Packing and Emotional Baggage. As I pack up my things, I realize I'm oddly sad to leave. Even with the stale bagels and the slightly off-putting smell in the hallway.
- 10:00 AM: Check-out. Bye bye La Quinta! You were what you were, and I can't say I didn't enjoy our time together, in your own weird, slightly depressing way.
- 11:00 AM: Uber returns me to the airport, where the cycle of travel and potential chaos begins anew. As I reflect on the trip, I realize it wasn’t about perfection, but the little moments and the way each moment made me feel. The awkwardness of the continental breakfast, the exhilaration of climbing Stone Mountain, were ultimately what made it memorable.
- 1:00 PM: Departure. I am left to savor the simple pleasure of being on the road.
Snellville's "Best" Hotel: La Quinta Inn & Suites – The Real Deal (Maybe?)
Okay, Is La Quinta in Snellville REALLY the BEST? You’re gonna sell me on this, right?
Alright, settle down, champ. “Best” is a strong word, and frankly, my expectations going into this Snellville La Quinta were lower than a limbo dancer at a toddler's birthday party. But, you know…it depends on your definition of "best." If by "best" you mean, "a place to crash after a long day of… well, being in Snellville," then yeah, maybe. It's got a certain… *charm*. Mostly the kind that comes from being the only hotel in a ten-mile radius that isn't actively falling apart.
So, the rooms… what's the lowdown on the rooms? Clean? Spooky? Filled with questionable stains?
Okay, look. I'm a stickler for clean. I once spent half an hour meticulously cleaning a hotel room *before* I even unpacked. (Don't judge, okay? I have issues.) The room was…fine. Not pristine, mind you. I saw a suspicious-looking smudge on the wall. It *could* have been chocolate. It *could* have been…something else. I strategically placed a throw pillow over it. Problem solved! Beds were comfy enough. Sheets? Meh. You know the drill - that slightly rough texture of a sheet that's been through the wash a few too many times. But comfortable enough after a long day driving, so I can't really complain. My recommendation? Bring your own pillow if you're picky.
The Breakfast! Don't lie to me about the breakfast. Continental dreams or a cereal-and-sad-fruit nightmare?
*Sigh*. The breakfast. Ah, the breakfast. Let's just say it was…a *breakfast*. Standard La Quinta fare, which is to say: pre-packaged pastries that taste like cardboard lightly sprinkled with sugar, a waffle maker that's seen better days (and may or may not dispense batter correctly), watery orange juice, and the ever-present, slightly-too-sweet coffee. It was *functional*. It kept me alive until lunch. I'd give it a solid "C" for efficiency. Honestly, I’ve eaten better breakfasts at gas stations, but at least this one was free. And let's face it, free is always a win.
The Pool! Did you even *look* at the pool? Is it a swamp? A crystal-clear oasis?
Okay, so the pool…I didn’t *dive* in. Let's put it that way. I took a quick peek from the window. It looked…blue-ish, meaning they *tried* to keep it clean. There were no visible alligators, which, in Georgia, you gotta count as a win. I saw a couple of people lounging by it, looking reasonably un-molested by algae or other aquatic horrors. So, yeah, not a swamp. Probably a decent place to cool off on a hot Snellville afternoon. Whether I'd put my toes in? Jury's still out. I’m a worrier, what can I say?
What about the staff? Are they friendly or did they seem like they wanted to quit on the spot?
The staff were genuinely nice. Like, *really* nice. Overly nice almost. Like, "Welcome to La Quinta! We're so thrilled to have you! Do you need anything at all? Literally *anything*?" I kept expecting them to offer to cook me pancakes or something. It felt like a small-town vibe that's usually charming. The woman at the front desk went above and beyond helping me figure out how to get to a friend's house in an obscure neighborhood. And that, my friends, is worth a lot. It's those little things, those genuine smiles, that can make or break a hotel stay.
Okay, spill the tea. Any truly TERRIBLE experiences? The drama! The intrigue!
Alright. Here’s the biggest "moment" for me. The thing that I'll probably remember for years. I was up late, working, and suddenly…the fire alarm. I freaked. I mean, full-on, heart-pounding panic. I grabbed my laptop (priorities, people!) and stumbled out into the hallway, joining the other sleep-deprived guests. Turns out…it was a false alarm. A malfunctioning smoke detector. The *sheer relief* was intense. And then, the awkwardness. Standing awkwardly in the hallway, smelling strongly of whatever terrible dinner I'd had, while everyone else did the same. It was a bonding experience in a bizarre way. The staff apologized profusely. I got a voucher for a free…waffle at breakfast. Which, honestly, felt almost insulting after the fire alarm terror. But hey, free waffle!
Would you stay there again? Be honest!
Honestly? Yeah, probably. If I needed a place to crash in Snellville again. It wasn't luxurious, it wasn't perfect, but it was *fine*. And sometimes, fine is all you need. Considering there aren’t many other options, and it’s likely better than some of those roadside motels, I’d recommend. Just…bring your own pillow. And maybe some earplugs, just in case the fire alarm decides to make a second appearance.
Any Tips for the La Quinta Pro?
* **Embrace the Mediocrity:** Don't go in expecting the Ritz. Lower your expectations. Then enjoy whatever surprise is there * **BYOP:** Bring Your Own Pillow. Seriously. * **Coffee Contingency Plan:** If you NEED good coffee, hit up a Starbucks before you arrive. * **Invest in Earplugs:** Especially if you're a light sleeper or are unlucky with your neighbors. * **Pack Snacks:** That sad breakfast won't cut it for everyone. Be prepared.
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