Edmonton's BEST Kept Secret: Super 8 West Edmonton Review!
The "Insert Hotel Name Here" Review: A Chaotic Chronicle of Comfort & Confusion (and a Lot of Free Wi-Fi)
Alright folks, buckle up. This ain't your average, perfectly manicured hotel review. Nope. This is a warts-and-all plunge into the glorious, sometimes frustrating, often hilarious experience that was my stay at… well, the place we’ll call the "Serene Sands Resort" for now. (Gotta protect the innocent, you know?) I’m not a robot, so expect feelings. Expect rambles. And definitely expect me to get lost in the weeds of, say, the complimentary slippers.
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Arrival & Accessibility: The First Hurdle (and a Slightly Dramatic Entrance)
Okay, first things first: accessibility. This is HUGE for me. I'm not going to spend all the time on this, but the stuff is very important. So, on the positive side, the Serene Sands Resort claims to be wheelchair accessible. They've got that big, friendly Elevator thing. The Doorman was a champ at getting the suitcase to the room. And they got facilities for disabled guests, which probably covers a lot of stuff, but I didn't need them! All great so far. Now the exterior corridor made some sense in terms of the outside, but, like, wouldn't be better if you had a good view out of the room? It was a bit gloomy.
*(Note to self: Check the specific accessibility features of the individual rooms NEXT time, rather than assuming.)
The Room: A Realm of Complimentary Slippers… and Questionable Choices
Right, the room. Ah, the room. One of the non-smoking rooms (thank god, because, well, smoke, bleh), and a decent size. The Air conditioning was a literal lifesaver in the relentless heat. Blackout curtains? Essential for my sleep schedule, which, let’s be honest, is basically a suggestion. Interconnecting room(s) available – good for families, probably hell for solo travelers like myself.
The Good Stuff: Free Wi-Fi (YAY!), Free bottled water (double YAY!), a lovely bathrobe… and the slippers. OH, the slippers. They were, like, the perfect slipper. Plush, fluffy, and they made me feel like I was wandering through a cloud. I almost didn't want to leave the room solely because of the slippers. (Yes, I’m easily pleased.)
The “Meh” Stuff: The desk was a bit small for working, and the Internet access – LAN was weird, like, who uses LAN anymore? Also, the mirror placement was… odd. Made it tricky to find the lighting sometimes.
The Wi-Fi: A Constant Companion (and the Key to My Sanity)
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! This is a big deal. Especially when you're trying to avoid any real-life human interaction. I needed it for work. I needed it for research on the best pizza places. I needed it to stream terrible reality TV. The Wi-Fi, thankfully, was generally rock-solid. No buffering, no dropouts (unless, of course, a sudden craving for a cappuccino demanded a trip to the Coffee shop – which, let's be honest, happened more often than I'd like to admit). It was also available in the public areas, and for special events, which made sense.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Rollercoaster
Okay, let’s talk about food, because… well, I like to eat. The Serene Sands Resort offered a vast array of dining options.
Restaurants: Several! The Breakfast [buffet] was… well, it was a buffet. The Asian breakfast was a bold attempt, but I'm going to stick with what I know. The International cuisine in restaurant was fine, but nothing particularly memorable. The Vegetarian restaurant was a welcome addition, even though I'm not vegetarian.
Room Service [24-hour]: This is gold. Especially when you’re nursing the aforementioned cappuccino-induced slump. Pizza at 3 AM? Yes, please!
Poolside bar: Perfect for ordering a cocktail and pretending you're in a movie. Which is, like, the best kinda life.
Snack bar: Always appreciated, especially if you've done too much in the Gym/fitness.
The Bottle of water in the room: necessary. The Coffee/tea maker in the room: vital. Desserts in restaurant: essential.
The Good Stuff: The Safe dining setup was reassuring, but also a bit… clinical? I missed the pre-COVID days of leaning over a buffet and getting a side of someone's sneeze. Breakfast takeaway service was a godsend. The Salad in restaurant was really good to be honest, the dressing was really nice.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Bliss… or Boredom?
Okay, the fun stuff. The Serene Sands Resort had a LOT going on.
Swimming pool: Absolutely gorgeous! The Pool with a view was the perfect place to park the butt all day, and soak up the rays.
Spa: They had a Spa/sauna, Steamroom, and a Sauna, and offered Body scrub and Body wrap. (I did the body wrap. It felt… weirdly good.)
Fitness Center: I'm not a gym bunny, but it was a decent size and well-equipped.
Massage: Yes, please. (I got one. It was amazing. I fell asleep. No regrets.)
Foot bath: Well, it was a foot bath.
Things to do: Plenty of things to do.
For the Kids: The Kids facilities and Babysitting service pointed toward a family type of vibe.
The outdoor venue was good. The Terrace was a nice place to have a coffee.
The "Ugh" Factor: Cleanliness, COVID-19, and the Quirks
Now, the stuff that wasn’t perfect. And yes, I'm going to be honest.
Cleanliness and safety: I was impressed with the effort. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere. They even had Sterilizing equipment. They took it very seriously. Rooms sanitized between stays, and the Staff trained in safety protocol were great. The fact they also had Hygiene certification was good.
Quirks: The Shrine. Yes, there was a shrine in the corner of the lobby. Don't get me wrong, I'm respectful of other cultures, but it felt… random? And slightly off-putting.
The "Asian" Breakfast: I mentioned this earlier. It was… an experience. Let's just say I’m glad they had Western breakfast as an option.
The Invoice provided: I loved this! I felt safe and professional.
The absence of Pets allowed. Pets are very important.
Overall Verdict (and My Final Thoughts, Which May or May Not Make Sense)
Look, the Serene Sands Resort wasn't perfect. Nothing ever is. But it was a damn good experience.
The Free Wi-Fi alone made it worth it (seriously, it's a deal-breaker for me). The slippers were a revelation. The massage was pure bliss. The coffee shop? A lifesaver. The staff were friendly and helpful (especially the door man!). The fact that they have Hot water linen and laundry washing is a great thing.
Sure, the "Asian" breakfast might haunt my dreams, and the shrine still confuses me, but overall, I had a fabulous time.
Would I go back? Absolutely.
Just, maybe, next time I’ll bring my own peanut butter, just in case.
Final Score: 4 out of 5 fluffy slippers.
Fort Worth TCU Game Day Getaway: TownePlace Suites Special!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause we're about to embark on a whirlwind tour of… Super 8 by Wyndham, Edmonton/West Edmonton! (Try saying that three times fast after a few beers). This ain't no meticulously planned itinerary, folks. This is a messy, glorious, real travel log, warts and all. Prepare for whiplash, because my brain, much like Edmonton weather, is known for its sudden changes.
Day 1: Arrival and the Allure of the Continental Breakfast
1:00 PM: Touchdown in Edmonton! (After a flight that felt longer than the Ice Age, thanks to that crying baby. Seriously, I developed an involuntary twitch.) Taxi to the Super 8. The drive… well, Edmonton is big. Really big. My first thought upon seeing the hotel? "Yup, it’s definitely a Super 8." Cleanish, functional, your basic motel. The check-in guy, bless his heart, looked like he hadn't seen sunlight in weeks. I'm pretty sure there was a flicker of disappointment when he saw I was alone. Ah well. No regrets!
1:30 PM: Room Unpacking & Initial Assessment of the Situation
- Room: Oh sweet mercy, the room. It’s a… room. Two beds, a TV that looks like it’s from the dinosaur age, and a bathroom seemingly designed for someone who’s six inches tall. The air conditioning unit sounds like a dying yak. I immediately dropped my bag by the door and plopped myself on the bed, which felt… suspiciously… like a mattress.
- Observation: My first thought was, “I'm not sure I have the energy to walk to find an ATM."
4:00 PM: The Holy Grail: Continental Breakfast! Okay, confession time. I LOVE hotel breakfasts, even the sad ones. This one? Let's just say it was… an experience. The "fresh" fruit (apples, mostly) had a distinct, slightly bruised aura. The waffles… oh, the waffles. You can't beat a waffle machine that spits out perfectly round, golden-brown circles of pure, sugary joy! I piled those bad boys high and drowned them in syrup. Guilt? Maybe a little. Regret? Absolutely not.
6:00 PM: Venture into the Wild West… of the Super 8 Lobby
- Activity: The vending machine held a siren's call of regret and sugary drinks. I eyed it like a starving man. I ended up getting a bag of chips and a pop. I ate them, quietly, by myself in my room.
- Observation: So many people walking around in matching windbreaker tracksuits. Edmonton is truly a mystery.
7:00 PM: Dinner: A Quest for Edible Food
- Location: Ordered some pizza from the greasy spoon place that the front desk recommended. God, was it ever greasy.
- Emotional Reaction: I kind of missed being home, even though home is a mess. Edmonton, I thought, is a mess of a different kind.
- Rambling: Thinking maybe the weather is playing with my mood. It's a little drizzly and dark and cloudy, and it makes me want to stare out the window and wonder about things.
Day 2: West Edmonton Mall & The Existential Dread of Shopping
9:00 AM: Back to the Breakfast Buffet of Champions. Again. More waffles! Needed to fuel up for the day.
10:00 AM: The Colossus: West Edmonton Mall. This place is HUGE. I walked for what felt like miles, getting delightfully lost and slightly claustrophobic. The sheer scale of this mall is mind-boggling. Apparently, it takes the equivalent of a small country to contain all the shops and attractions.
12:00 PM: Lunch: The food court was a frenzied symphony of smells and screaming children. Settled on some completely forgettable noodles. Food courts always manage to be both a culinary and a social black hole.
2:00 PM: The Ice Palace. Seriously impressive. Watching those skaters was lovely.
4:00 PM: Back to the room. My feet hurt so fucking bad. I swear half the universe is built with concrete.
7:00 PM: Dinner: Ordered delivery again. This time, I at least remembered to tip the delivery guy.
9:00 PM: Binge Watching TV in a Slightly Shady Room
- Process: Found a channel that was showing old westerns, and I just sunk into the bed, eaten by all the delicious, sugary goods.
- Emotional Reaction: I was starting to feel like maybe I should actually go places, but was so very aware of my own, personal lethargy.
- Quirky Observation: The flickering of the TV screen cast a strange light on the room. The motel felt particularly lonely tonight. It felt like Edmonton.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Smell of… something unidentified.
8:00 AM: One last waffle pilgrimage. I'm starting to think I've developed a serious addiction.
9:00 AM: Check-out. The front desk guy looked even more weary than yesterday. I swear, this Super 8 has its own gravitational pull of exhaustion.
9:30 AM: Final Assessment:
- Overall Feeling: I'm leaving Edmonton feeling slightly… bewildered but also kind of charmed. The Super 8? It was honest. It was unpretentious. It was exactly what I expected.
- The Mystery Odor: I still couldn't figure out what the faint, but persistent, smell in my room was. Was it the cleaning product? The carpet? The very essence of a Super 8? The world may never know.
10:00 AM: Airport bound. Goodbye, Edmonton. Goodbye, West Edmonton Mall. Goodbye, waffles. I’ll be back… eventually. Maybe.
Why the heck are we bothering with FAQs anyway? Like, seriously?
**Anecdote alert:** Just last week, I spent a good hour and a half trying to figure out how to connect my new smart thermostat. The instructions? Useless. The online forums? A confusing dumpster fire. The only thing that saved me? A surprisingly well-written, if slightly sarcastic, FAQ on the manufacturer's website. Saved my sanity (and my heating bill!). See? They're not *always* evil.
Okay, okay, fair enough. But what *specifically* is this FAQ about? Vague much?
**Quirky Observation:** Lately, I've noticed a lot of pigeons staring intently at my window. What are they thinking? Do they have opinions on FAQs? I'm genuinely curious. Maybe I should start writing a pigeon FAQ… "Why do humans stare at us? Do we have crumbs?" The world needs answers, people!
So, how do I actually *use* this thing? Is there a secret code?
**Emotional Reaction:** I'm already feeling a little bit overwhelmed. This is a lot of text. Did I even phrase that question right? Ugh, I hate overthinking things! But hey, at least it's honest. That's the beauty, right? The, uh... the *messiness* of life?
If I'm really, really stuck on something related to this… stuff… can I get direct help?
**Messy Structure Alert:** Wait, was that answer clear? Ugh, I feel like I'm rambling. Backtrack, backtrack… So, yes, you can *try* to get help. But no guarantees. And please, for the love of all that is holy, try to be patient. I'm a human, not a supercomputer programmed to solve all your problems instantly. That's just unrealistic!
What happens if I disagree with something in these FAQs? Am I allowed to have my own opinion?
**Strong Emotional Reaction:** The world needs more critical thinkers, dammit! Don't just blindly accept everything you read online. Question it! Analyze it! Argue with it! The more perspectives, the better. Hooray for debate!
Okay, let's get specific. Let's say, hypothetically, I bought this… thing… and it broke. What do I do?
**Anecdotal Digression:** I once bought a fancy espresso machine that died TWO DAYS after the warranty expired. You think I was happy? NO! I was seething! I wanted to throw the darn thing out the window (which, in retrospect, might have solved the problem). Instead, I spent hours researching repair options, which led me down a rabbit hole of online forums filled with equally disgruntled espresso machine owners. It was a whole thing. The point is, broken things happen. Assess, research, and *then* freak out. (Or, you know, skip the "assess" part. I won't judge.)
What about returns and exchanges? Is that even an option?
**Opinionated language and natural pacing:** Seriously, though, return policies are like magical portals to sanity. That thing doesn't work? Send it back! The color's wrong? Exchange it! Feel like you wasted your money? Do something about it.
Alright, last question (for now). What if I just have a general question, or I just want to chat? Am I welcome?
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