Escape to Albuquerque: Your Perfect Rio Rancho Extended Stay Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your average gleaming, perfectly-sanitized hotel review. I'm about to spill the (admittedly iced) tea on this place, let's call it "The Grand Expanse Resort," based on this exhaustive list you've given me. Prepare yourselves for a whirlwind of opinions, stream-of-consciousness rambles, and the occasional side-eye.
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Now, the juicy bits…
Accessibility (and My First Mini-Meltdown):
Okay, I'm not going to lie. Accessibility is HUGE for me, and frankly, this place promises a lot. "Facilities for disabled guests" and "wheelchair accessible" are big promises. So, let's break this down. Getting to the lobby was okay. The ramps seemed… well, mostly there. The elevators? Slightly cramped, and the button panel was a bit high for, you know, the wheelchair-bound. Seriously? In 2024, we're still struggling with this? I’m getting a bit flustered as I think about it, so let’s move on (even though it has to get addressed later). And the "Doorman?" Bless his heart, but he also looked utterly confused by my arrival. It’s the little things, folks. The little things!
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges & Wheelchair accessible: I need to keep coming back to it. I tried to eat in the lobby restaurant (more on the food disaster later), but the tables were crammed together so tightly that I had to maneuver my chair through a gauntlet of disapproving stares. The "accessible restrooms" were technically accessible… if by "accessible" you mean you can almost get in. I couldn't even reach the soap dispenser. Youch! It's all rather disappointing when you expect the resort to know.
Internet Access (The Savior?):
Thank God for the free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Seriously, this almost saved the day. "Free Wi-Fi" is a godsend, especially considering the "Internet [LAN]" was… well, let's just say I couldn't get it to work. The fact that the signal was strong everywhere, even in the (admittedly lovely) "Pool with View" area, was a major win. Though, I did get a weird look from a guy who kept trying to talk to me while I was working.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax (and My Existential Crisis at the Spa):
Alright, let's talk relaxation. They've got it all, right? Fitness center, spa, sauna, steamroom, massage, pool with a view… Sounds amazing! Here’s where things get intensely personal. I headed straight for the "Spa/Sauna". I was craving a day of pampering. The "Pool with view" was indeed spectacular. You know, the kind of view that makes you feel all introspective and makes you wonder, "What am I doing with my life?" (I'm a sucker for a good existential crisis).
Then… well, then the spa experience. The massage was amazing, truly. I could feel the knots in my shoulders melting away. The masseuse was a saint! But then…the sauna. Let me tell you: Hot. My. Goodness! I got out of it quickly.
Cleanliness and Safety (Covid Times and Slightly Paranoid Me):
They seem to be trying. "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Sanitized kitchen and tableware items," "Room sanitization opt-out available"… I appreciate the effort, but I'm still hyper-aware of everything. The "Hand sanitizer" dispensers were everywhere. A definite plus. I, however, have a phobia when it comes to people in masks, I can't see their face and don't know what they are thinking, can't trust them, so I'm suspicious of everything.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Where Things Fell Apart):
Oh, the food. This is where the Grand Expanse truly stumbled. I’m sorry, but "A la carte in restaurant," "Asian breakfast," "Buffet in restaurant," "International cuisine in restaurant," "Vegetarian restaurant"… It's all there. But the execution? Let's just say my "Western breakfast" was one hard, leathery fried egg sitting on a piece of toast that seemed to have been made a week prior. My "Coffee/tea in restaurant" was lukewarm and undrinkable. And don't even get me started on the "Salad in restaurant". It was a sad, wilted affair. The “Poolside bar” was a lifesaver though. I spent a lot of time there, drinking questionable cocktails to ease the pain. The "Snack bar"? Empty. So sad.
Services and Conveniences (The Perks…and the Misses):
"Daily housekeeping" was great. My room was always clean. "Concierge" – helpful, but a bit overwhelmed. "Currency exchange" – convenient. "Laundry service" – pricey but efficient. "Food delivery?" Nah. "Ironing service?" Needed that. "Meeting/banquet facilities?" Did not attend. "Gift/souvenir shop?" More like a dusty corner with overpriced trinkets.
For the Kids (Maybe I should have brought mine):
"Babysitting service" (didn't use, but good to know it's there), "Family/child friendly" (debatable, considering the food options), "Kids facilities" (vague).
Available in all rooms (The Room Itself: A Mixed Bag):
The "Air conditioning" worked (thank god!). "Alarm clock" was useless. "Bathrobes" were fluffy. "Blackout curtains" were a lifesaver. "Complimentary tea" – appreciated. "Extra long bed" was extra long. “In-room safe box”? Check. "Mini bar" was stocked. “Non-smoking” (Thank you!). The view from my "high floor" room was gorgeous. But the "Separate shower/bathtub" situation was weird. I ended up using the tub for storage and taking a shower in the small room.
Getting Around (The Escape Plan):
"Car park [free of charge]"? Yes. "Airport transfer"? Yes. "Taxi service"? Available. But the best thing? Knowing I could leave whenever I wanted.
Final Verdict (The Unfiltered Truth):
Okay, here we go. The Grand Expanse Resort tries. It really, really tries. But the execution is… spotty. Gorgeous views? Yes. Free Wi-Fi? Blessedly yes. Wheelchair accessibility? An epic fail, and that's a big deal. Food that doesn't taste like it was cooked three days ago? Mostly a no. Would I go back? Maybe. If they fix the food, address the accessibility issues, and maybe start training the staff a bit better. For now, it's a flawed paradise, a little bit of a mess, but also… kinda charming in its own, wonky way. But, for now, it's more of a "meh".
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because you're about to get a glimpse into my REAL life… well, the life of me pretending to experience Rio Rancho, New Mexico. And it's all starting at the Extended Stay America. Wish me luck, 'cause I might come unglued.
Extended Stay America - Albuquerque - Rio Rancho Blvd. - A Pilgrimage, Apparently
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of a Fridge
1:00 PM: Arrived. Which, in itself, is a feat considering I'm convinced I'm perpetually late to EVERYTHING. Found the Extended Stay. It's… well, it's an Extended Stay. You know the drill. Beige, smells faintly of cleaning product and… hope? (Let's go with hope. My luggage is a disaster, my flight was delayed, and the cat sitter texted me a picture of Mittens looking directly into the camera with a look that basically said, "You’re a bad person." So, hope.) The lady at the front desk was either incredibly kind or just really good at masking the fact that I was giving off a distinct "just escaped federal custody" vibe.
1:30 PM: Unpacked (sort of). The bed looks…inviting. This might be the longest I've ever been in a place and a bed has felt so inviting. Oh man, I'm already picturing the amount of sleep that's going to happen. Speaking of which, I have the fridge. It's teeny. And empty. The stark emptiness is actually making me question my life choices. Seriously, the vast expanse of nothingness staring back at me from that tiny fridge is almost…philosophical. Am I nothing? Is this nothing? Time to go grocery shopping, I guess. Gotta fill the void, eh?
3:00 PM: Grocery Store Run (and the discovery of chiles)
Okay, I’m feeling a bit better now. Grocery shopping wasn’t a total disaster, except for nearly rear-ending an elderly woman in a Kia Soul because I was marveling at the sheer variety of chiles. Chiles! Apparently, New Mexico takes its chiles seriously. They're EVERYWHERE. They're red, they're green, they're labeled with names that sound like spells from a particularly spicy wizarding world. (And yes, I've already bought a variety pack. Don’t judge.) Decided to grab some microwaveable dinners. I'm not a foodie by any stretch of the imagination.
6:00 PM: Settling In (or, the battle with the TV remote)
The TV remote is…a labyrinth. Seriously, I think it’s got more buttons than the space shuttle. Fifteen minutes of button-mashing later, I've finally managed to get something on other than the hotel commercials. Victory! Now, time to eat my TV dinner and contemplate the meaning of life, one overly-processed pasta dish at a time.
8:00 PM: Evening Ritual, then Sleep
Watched a movie and then I was out like a light.
Day 2: Exploring the Unknown (and Possibly Getting Lost)
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast Fiasco Okay, I'll admit it. I was going to be a terrible tourist. I'm not a morning person. And the "complimentary" breakfast at the Extended Stay… Well, let's just say it was the kind of breakfast that makes you question all your life choices. The coffee was lukewarm (a sign of the apocalypse, in my opinion), and the "cereal" looked like it had been sitting there since the Cretaceous Period. I made toast. Toast is always safe.
- 9:00 AM: Attempting to be Adventurous I decided I'd be a little brave and go out into the big, wide world. Took a walk around the neighborhood. It was a bit…residential. Houses. Streets. A dog barking. The usual. I'm not sure how adventurous I'm feeling at the moment.
Day 3: The Great Chile Debacle
Morning: The Real, Raw, Chile Experience
Okay, here's where things get… interesting. Remember those chiles I bought? Well, I decided to be adventurous and make a "simple" omelet. I thought, "How hard could it be?" Famous last words, people. Seriously, I set off the smoke detector. Twice. My tiny Extended Stay kitchen was filled with a haze that would make Cheech and Chong proud. And the omelet? Let's just say it was… spicy. Like, “my mouth is on fire and I think I might need to call the fire department” spicy. It was an experience. I’ll never look at a chile the same way again.
Afternoon: The Aftermath: A Walk of Shame
I took a walk in the park to cool off my taste buds (and my temper). I may have looked a bit like a zombie. I'm certain everyone could tell my mouth was still on fire.
Evening: Comfort Food
Dinner at my favorite spot. A plain baked potato. No chile there!
Day 4: Departure and the Lingering Smell of… Adventure?
- Morning: Packing.
- 10:00 AM: Checkout at Extended Stay.
- 10:30 AM: Head for the airport.
Post-Trip Ramblings:
Okay, Rio Rancho, you were…something. The Extended Stay was… a place. It wasn't the Ritz, but yeah, you get what you pay for. Did I become a chile expert? Nope. Did I conquer my fear of the microwave? Maybe. Did I have a good time? Well, it's complicated. But that's life, isn't it? Slightly messy, occasionally chaotic, and always, always filled with the unexpected. And hey, at least I didn't get arrested. Yet. Until next time, Rio Rancho. Stay spicy!
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