Casey, IL's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn & Suites Awaits!
Hotel Review: Oh Boy, Where Do I Even Start? (Metadata at the End!)
Okay, so I just got back from a stay at… well, let's just call it "The Grand Whatever" for now. Trying to wrangle all my thoughts and experiences into a sensible review feels like herding squirrels with a wet noodle. Seriously, this place was a rollercoaster – a glorious, maddening, sometimes-slightly-depressing rollercoaster. Buckle up, buttercups.
Accessibility: Kinda Hit or Miss, Honestly.
I’m no expert on accessibility, but I did notice this place had "Facilities for disabled guests" listed. Great! But then I saw a few issues. The lobby? Beautiful, but the entrance felt a touch tight for a wheelchair. And the restaurant… well, more on that later. Let's just say navigating between the tables felt like an Olympic sport, even for me, and I do not use any assistance.
On-Site Eats & Drinks: A Culinary Adventure (Sometimes For the Worse).
Alright, the restaurants… there were plenty. "A la carte," "Buffet," "Asian," "Western," "Vegetarian"… the choices were overwhelming, a culinary buffet, if you will (pun intended!). The buffet itself was… a battlefield. I, like many, am not a morning person. I needed coffee. And the coffee they offered? Let's just say it tasted like burnt motor oil. The "Asian breakfast" was marginally better, though I still don't understand what the little mystery dumplings were. One morning, I saw a fella accidentally spill his entire plate – scrambled eggs, sausage, the works – onto the floor. The staff sprang into action, a flurry of napkins and worried glances. But hey, at least the eggs were definitely hot.
And the poolside bar? Pure bliss. Picture this: sun, a vaguely tropical cocktail with a tiny umbrella (essential!), and the absolute feeling of pure relaxation. Though… finding a poolside staff member was sometimes like searching for the Holy Grail. I will admit, my first drink took around 25 minutes to arrive, after having to walk all the way to the bar myself.
Room & Creature Comforts: From Cozy to… Well, Less Cozy.
My room… it was a mixed bag. The "Air conditioning" worked like a dream, which was a total lifesaver because, oh boy, it was hot. The "Blackout curtains" were a godsend, allowing me to sleep in until a ridiculously late hour. But the "Bathroom phone"? Seriously? Who uses those anymore? And the "Bathrobes" felt like they were made of sandpaper. I can’t tell you the amount of times I contemplated leaving them on the bed.
The "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" was a godsend. No more scurrying around to find a signal! I mean, there was "Internet access – LAN" too, but who even uses a landline anymore? It just proves how old-fashioned this hotel can sometimes be.
"Things to Do, Ways to Relax": Spa? More Like “Sp-Ahhhhh!”
The spa. Oh, the spa. I need to take a moment. This was the high point and the low point of my entire stay. The "Pool with a view" was stunning, absolutely breathtaking. But the "Body scrub" and "Massage" were… interesting. My masseuse (God bless her, I’ll call her Agnes) seemed to be wrestling with a particularly stubborn knot in my back. I swear, she could feel the tension in my shoulders from across the room. I swear, a small part of me believes she was actually trying to wrestle a small monster out of me. I emerged feeling… both invigorated and slightly bruised. But hey, "Sauna," "Steamroom," and "Foot bath"! All those were great.
Cleanliness & Safety: Germaphobes Rejoice (Mostly).
They really took the whole “cleanliness” thing seriously. "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Room sanitization between stays"… you name it, they did it. I felt like I could eat off the floor (though I definitely didn’t). They had "Hand sanitizer" everywhere. Felt safe, even a little too safe if I'm honest. The "Safe dining setup," "Sanitized kitchen and tableware items," and the staff with "Trained in safety protocol" gave me peace of mind.
The Staff: A Mixed Bag of Angels &… Slightly Dense Individuals.
The staff… bless their hearts. Generally, they were lovely. The "Concierge" was a star, always helpful and full of recommendations. The "Front desk" was typically friendly, though sometimes getting a straight answer felt like pulling teeth (especially when trying to figure out the difference between the fish dishes). There were some issues, however. Twice I saw staff in the elevator, having a full-blown gossip session. And getting extra towels? Forget about it.
The Extra Stuff (Service & Conveniences): More Weirdness Than Wonderfulness.
"Cash withdrawal"… great. But the "Gift/souvenir shop"? A collection of bizarre knick-knacks I wouldn't even give to my least favorite aunt. "Invoice provided"? Useful, I guess. "Laundry service"? Appreciated, because who wants to do laundry on vacation. But the "Elevator" was slow as molasses. At times, I was forced to take the stairs, which, with my luggage, was a workout.
For the Kids: Oh, the Kids!
I'm not a parent, but I saw snippets of the "Babysitting service." Kids seemed happy enough (at least when they weren't having tantrums at breakfast). "Kids facilities" were… present. And they served "Kids meals" - what more could you want?
Getting Around: Pretty Smooth, Actually.
"Airport transfer" was seamless. "Taxi service" was readily available. There was "Car park [free of charge]" and "Car park [on-site]." You could also take a "Bicycle parking." No complaints here.
Overall Feeling: It’s Complicated.
Look, this hotel was messy. It was inconsistent. It was like a box of chocolates – you never knew what you were gonna get. But despite the quirks and imperfections, I had a good time. Perhaps, just perhaps, the imperfections are what made it feel… human.
Metadata/SEO Optimization Time!
Title: The Grand Whatever Hotel Review: A Messy, Honest, and Somewhat Fabulous Stay
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause you're about to ride shotgun on a Casey, Illinois adventure, Days Inn edition. This ain't your meticulously planned, spreadsheet-loving itinerary. This is life, on the road, with all its glorious, messy chaos.
Day 1: Arrival of Mild Disappointment & the Search for the Big Things
1:00 PM: Arrive at the Days Inn & Suites by Wyndham Casey (IL). Okay, first impressions: the lobby smells faintly of chlorine and regret. Not my regret. Yet. I'm feeling like I've accidentally wandered into a time warp, but hey, free continental breakfast, right? I'm not expecting the Ritz, mind you. Just a clean room and maybe, maybe, a decent waffle maker.
1:30 PM: Check into my room. Yep. Okay, the wallpaper is… intriguing. Think: beige, with a subtle pattern of… something. I'm not sure what. Probably doesn't matter. The air conditioner groans like a disgruntled grandpa. This could be a problem in the summer.
2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Great Big Things Hunt! I'm in Casey! Home of the "World's Largest…" everything! First up, that giant golf tee. I park – not gracefully – and snap a pic. It's… big. Really big. I can actually feel the wind resistance. The kids are a little jaded. I'm actually excited, like I was a five year old, I'm loving this.
4:30 PM - 6:00 PM: Lost in the Yarn Shop! Okay, this is where things get interesting. I'm not a knitter. I can barely thread a needle. But this yarn shop… it's like a technicolor explosion. Seriously. Balls of fluff in every shade imaginable. The woman behind the counter (God bless her) is knitting something truly impressive. She gives me the stink eye when I start talking about the cost of yarn in the store, I think I may have interrupted her creative process. Still, the yarn is fantastic and the little shop smells like warm, fuzzy dreams.
7:00 PM: Dinner at a local place called "Moonlight Restaurant." Okay, I'm in the Midwest. Expecting comfort food. We walked in and thought it was closed because the curtains were drawn. I have my doubts. Chicken fried steak. Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside. The mashed potatoes are real. The gravy? Perfection. I have a moment of pure, unadulterated joy. The kids are underwhelmed. They wanted sushi or something.
8:30 PM: Back at the Days Inn. Attempting to conquer the remote control. The TV is stuck on a religious channel. Sigh. This is when you truly feel the travel loneliness. I just want to hear the news.
9:00 PM: A final, desperate attempt to unearth the remote. Finally. Now, let's watch some Real Housewives.
Day 2: Down the Well & Ode to a Tire
8:00 AM: The Continental Breakfast Debacle. The waffle maker. Oh, the waffle maker. It's a temperamental beast. I manage to produce a mostly-edible waffle after a solid 10 minutes of coaxing and a healthy dose of frustration. The orange juice is suspiciously neon. I take a deep breath and tell myself, "You are on vacation. Act like a normal person!"
9:00 AM - 11:00 AM: The Big Book, the Big Pencil, the Big Rocking Chair! Still big things to be seen. They continue to delight. My kids still aren't with me, but I am.
11:30 AM - 1:00 PM: The well. I'm not going to lie. I wasn't expecting to get emotional at a giant well. But I did! Just staring up, I felt a pang of respect for the engineering, the dedication it took. Just wow. The kids? They're just taking pictures for Instagram.
1:00 PM: Lunch at Subway. I know, I know. It's just Subway. But the service is friendly, and I am starving. Feeling the effects of the mediocre breakfast still.
2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: THE TIRE!!! Okay, I had big emotions coming for the tire. This is more than a giant tire. The view form the top is beautiful, the experience up there is so great. The tire symbolizes the grit and determination of the people doing what they can, the community that supports it. I go back twice.
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: The Wind Chimes. These are my favorite. This is the moment when I discover the magic of Casey. The wind chimes are everywhere. Wind is in the air, and the sounds fill my soul. I spend time making friends with the shop owner, who is a woman with stories and life in her voice.
7:00 PM: Back in the room. I order pizza. The kids are starting to come around to Casey. The pizza arrives, and I let them have their internet.
8:00 PM: Packing. This is always the worst part. This is where the travel memories start to sink in.
9:00 PM: Sleep. Maybe. After another battle with the TV remote.
Day 3: Farewell, Casey (You Surprised Me)
8:00 AM: One last waffle attempt. It comes out surprisingly decent. Maybe I'm getting the hang of this life on the road.
9:00 AM: Checkout. Leaving the Days Inn. I'm oddly… fond of the place? The chlorine smell has faded. The wallpaper? It's grown on me.
9:30 AM: Quick coffee at the local shop. Get some more of the wind chimes.
10:00 AM: Leaving Casey. As I drive away, I realize something: Casey isn't about the "World's Largest." It's about the community. It's about the people. It's about the small-town magic.
10:30 AM: I have a feeling. I'll be back. Maybe with a better attitude.
So, what *is* this whole "FAQ" thing about? Like, *really*?
Ugh, fine. FAQs, or Frequently Asked Questions. It's supposed to be a one-stop shop for answering common questions. But honestly? It's a *trap*. You start with a few simple questions, and next thing you know, you're knee-deep in jargon and wanting to scream because the *real* questions - the ones that keep you up at 3 AM - never get answered.
Think of it like this: You're trying to assemble IKEA furniture. The instruction manual is the FAQ. It *looks* helpful, but good luck getting that drawer to actually...you know...*work*. You'll spend an hour, swearing under your breath, because the damn screws are always the ones that strip. Yeah, that's often how FAQs feel. So be warned. We'll try, but no promises of a perfectly functioning drawer, alright?
Okay, okay, I get the gist. What about *specific* topics? Like, how do I even *begin* something new (let's say, learning to play the ukulele because, ugh, lockdown!).
Alright, so you're looking to embrace the stringed instrument lifestyle? Godspeed. First, the ukulele. It kinda *looks* harmless, right? Small, sunshiney, cute. Don't let it fool you. The chord shapes, the frets...they're mocking you. Constantly.
My advice? Get a good instructor. Seriously. YouTube is your friend *up to a point*. I tried learning guitar once from YouTube. I ended up with a mangled finger, a guitar covered in dust bunnies, and a deep, abiding hatred for bar chords. Someone who can see you *failing* (because, let's face it, we all do!) and adjust their teaching accordingly is worth their weight in gold.
And, most importantly? Lower your expectations. Don't expect to be strumming like Jake Shimabukuro overnight. It takes time, and A LOT of awkward plucking. You will hit the wrong notes. You will want to throw the ukulele across the room. Embrace the suck. It's part of the process.
So, I'm totally overwhelmed. What's the most important thing to remember? (And no fluffy "follow your dreams" BS, please!)
Okay, fine. No "follow your dreams" crap. Let's get gritty. The single most crucial thing, for ANYTHNG, is... consistency.
Seriously. Show up. Do the thing. Even when you *really* don't want to. Even when your fingers are screaming, your brain is mush, and all you really want to do is watch cat videos. Five minutes a day is better than zero minutes. One awkward ukulele strum is better than no ukulele strum. Build the habit. That's the secret. (And everyone *hates* that advice, because it's boring. But it's true.)
What *specifically* should I do? I'm still stuck...
Alright, so you want a step-by-step? Fine. But don't blame me if it doesn't feel like some magical, perfect journey.
- **Pick your poison**. (Ukulele? Painting? Learning Swahili? Whatever.)
- **Get the basics**. Don't overthink it. Google is your friend. Find some beginners' tutorials, a starter kit if needed, etc.
- **Schedule it**. Put it in your calendar. Treat it like an important appointment (because it is, dammit!).
- **Just do it.** Don't overthink, just *start*. Even if you are failing, you are learning.
- **Embrace the fail**. Everyone sucks at first. It's supposed to happen. That's where the improvement comes from.
- **Celebrate the tiny victories**. Did you play a whole song without messing up? Awesome! Did you manage to remember three words in Swahili? Huzzah! Those things are the best, and you should enjoy it when you get it right.
- **Don't compare yourself to others**. Social media is a LIE. People are only showing you the highlight reel. You have no idea how many hours they put in behind the scenes. Everyone is at a different level.
- **Adjust and iterate.** If something isn't working (instructor, materials, time of day) change it. Don't be afraid to course correct.
And that's about it. No magic bullet. Just...doing the thing. I'm sorry to be a bit anti-climatic, but truly, most of success is just showing up.
I'm worried about failing. What if I quit? What if I'm no good?
Look, failure is inevitable. You *will* quit sometimes. It happens. It's normal to quit. Whether you give up on the ukulele, the job, a relationship... it's just part of the deal. And sometimes it doesn't mean anything. You try, it doesn't work, and you move on.
And that's okay! Seriously. It's *okay*. Not every single thing you try will be a grand success. Sometimes it is good that you quit.
What's not okay is letting the fear of failure paralyze you from even *trying* in the first place. That's what you really need to watch out for. The potential joy of learning gets buried by the crippling fear of messing up. The fear of not getting anywhere. And that's the *real* tragedy.
Okay, okay, you've convinced me (maybe). What if I get discouraged? I'm not made of steel!
Yes, you *are* going to get discouraged. That's part of being a human. You're going to feel like you're not making progress. You're going to have days where you *hate* whatever you're trying to learn. You will want to throw the thing away, and probably not pick it up again.
What helps? First, remember why you started. "I wanted to play the ukulele because I was bored during lockdown." "I wanted to learn to paint because the world is ugly and needed some beauty." Write it down. Keep it somewhere you can see it when you need it. I like to tape things to my fridge. (I've got grocery lists from 2018 on there.)
Second, find a support system. A friend, a family member, an online forum, anyone who will listen to you whine and say "Yep, that sucks. But you *can* keep going." (And thenExplore Hotels
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