Spokane's Davenport Hotel: Unforgettable Luxury Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we’re diving headfirst into a messy, honest, and potentially hilarious review of… well, let's just call it "The Place." I'm not naming names yet, because honestly, I need to process this experience. Think of me as a caffeinated, slightly neurotic travel blogger, ready to spill the tea (and maybe the coffee, too).
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- Meta Description: A raw and honest review of "The Place" - from its accessibility to its (sometimes questionable) dining options. Discover the good, the bad, and the hilariously awkward moments of this hotel stay! We'll cover everything from Wi-Fi to the pool with a view, with a focus on safety, cleanliness, and a whole lot of personal opinion.
The Accessibility Gauntlet (And My Frustration with the Tiny Hotel Door!)
Alright, let's start with the heavy stuff. Accessibility. They claim to be accessible. Claim. The website had all the right buzzwords. Wheelchair accessible rooms, elevators, the whole shebang. And yeah, there were ramps. Mostly. The lobby? Grand. Impressive. Lots of space to maneuver. But then… that door to my room. Holy moly. It was like they hired a hobbit architect. I, being of average height and not requiring a wheelchair, still nearly banged my head on the door frame getting into my room. Forget about a wheelchair. I just wanted to get in and out!
- Accessibility Score: 7/10. Points for the lobby and overall intentions, but docked heavily for the door situation and the general feeling that accessibility was an afterthought, not an integral design element.
- Added to Review: Definitely mention this to the front desk. It's ridiculous and needs fixing.
Food! Glorious Food! (Or, How I Survived on Salad and the Occasional Bribe of the Waiter)
Okay, let's talk about sustenance. Because a girl needs to eat. Or in my case, try to eat.
Restaurants: Multiple, supposedly. "A la carte? Yeah, sure." one waiter said to me.
Asian Cuisine? Apparently. But more on that later.
"Western Cuisine in Restaurant"? Maybe.
Coffee/Tea in Restaurant? Yes, thankfully. I needed a LOT of coffee.
Poolside bar Yes, this was a life saver. I spent many hours sipping cocktails in the sun.
Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast takeaway service, Breakfast in room: The breakfast buffet was…an experience. Think lukewarm scrambled eggs, questionable sausage links, and fruit that looked like it had seen better days. The "Asian breakfast" options were… confusing. I sampled a dish that tasted suspiciously like fish-flavored Jell-O. I kid you not. I mostly stuck to the Western breakfast option.
"Buffet in restaurant?" Yes.
"Desserts in restaurant?" The desserts were pretty good.
My most memorable moment: One evening, desperate for something edible, I saw somebody enjoying a salad and asked the waiter "Can you give me that". He said "Sorry, that is off the menu." So I got the guy a 20 dollar tip and he gave me a salad. It was the highlight of my dining experience.
The Spa… A Sigh of Relief
Okay, here's where things get better.
- Spa/sauna.
- Body scrub; Body wrap; Massage This was a whole other experience.
- Pool with view Yes, this was nice
- Steamroom. Yes I was a little bit in heaven here. I was taken into the bliss and everything felt good. The staff was nice.
Cleanliness and Safety: Were They Really Trying?
Look, I'm a germaphobe in a good way, especially during a global pandemic. So, let’s talk COVID-19 protocols.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Hopefully!
- Daily disinfection in common areas: I saw staff wiping down surfaces. That’s a good sign.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere. Everywhere!
- Rooms sanitized between stays: I'd hope so. I tried to avoid sniffing anything too deeply.
- Safe dining setup: Seemed reasonable. Tables were spaced out. Staff wore masks.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: I think they were. I never caught anyone doing anything really unsafe.
The Room: A Mixed Bag (Like My Emotions)
- Wi-Fi [free]. The Wi-Fi was great!
- Air conditioning: The air conditioning worked too well. I was freezing in my room.
- Non-smoking rooms. Thank god.
- Daily housekeeping: Generally a good job, sometimes you could tell they were in a rush.
- Bed: Extra long bed. Great.
- Bathtub: Yes. And a good one!
- Blackout Curtains: Yes. Slept like a log.
- Fridge: Definitely a win.
- Coffee/Tea Maker: Thank goodness!
- Desk: A nice big desk for all my work.
- Slippers: Free!
- Room decorations: They were cute.
- Mirror: Needed to be bigger.
Services and Conveniences: A Mixed Bag. But Helpful Regardless.
- 24-hour Room Service: I used this a lot. Especially for the salads.
- Concierge: Super helpful.
- Laundry service/Dry cleaning: Yep, used it all.
- Elevator: Yes.
- Cash withdrawal/Currency exchange: Convenient, especially when my card got blocked. (Don't ask.)
- Check-in/Check-out [express]: Quick enough.
- Safe deposit boxes: I made use of this. I always do.
- Luggage storage: Yeah.
For the Kids/Family-Friendly?
- Family/child friendly. I saw lots of kids, screaming, playing.
- Babysitting service. They offer it.
Getting Around (The Adventure Continues!)
- Airport transfer: Easy and reliable.
- Car park: Free.
- Taxi service: Available.
Final Thoughts (And My Plea for More Honest Reviews)
So, would I recommend "The Place?" That depends. If you need a comfortable base, and don’t mind a few foibles, then sure. The spa is heavenly, the Wi-Fi is strong, and the staff is genuinely trying. But if you're expecting perfection? You might be disappointed.
This hotel tries. It strives for luxury, but it falls short in some ways (mainly accessibility and some of the food). It's a place with potential, a place that could be truly great.
Overall Rating: *** 3.5 out of 5 stars. *** (I'm being generous, but that spa saved the day.)
My biggest takeaway? Honesty is key. We’re all looking for real reviews, not just glowing PR fluff. So, yeah, the food was meh, the door was a pain, and the accessibility could be improved. But the spa? Worth every penny. And isn't that what we all want? A little bit of bliss, a little bit of honesty, and a lot of hope that hotels will actually listen to feedback?
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a Davenport Hotel stay that's less "smooth operator" and more "slightly bewildered tourist trying to find the ice machine." This ain't your grandma's itinerary, folks. Prepare for emotional whiplash.
The Davenport Debacle: A Spokane Story (aka My Trip)
Day 1: Arrival, "Luxury," and Existential Dread in the Lobby
1:00 PM - Arrival & "Magnificence" (or, The Lobby of My Dreams, Followed by Mild Panic)
Okay, first impressions? BAM. The Davenport. It's… stunning. Like, chandelier-overload, marble-everywhere, "wow, I hope I don't spill coffee on this" kind of stunning. I mean, seriously, I walked in and genuinely considered wearing sunglasses indoors. The sheer opulence is a bit disarming after coming from the budget airline flight, but hey, who am I to judge?
That said, getting checked in was a nightmare. (Okay, maybe not a nightmare, but the line was long and the guy in front of me kept asking the clerk a barrage of extremely specific questions.) Finally, my turn! The sweet, harassed front desk lady handed me the key, and I have the feeling the whole floor knew that I had arrived. I’m sure she can’t wait to hear from me again. My room awaits!
2:00 PM - Room Reconnaissance & The Great Closet Crisis
Room? Beautiful. View? Meh, overlooking the building next door. But hey, it's clean, the bed looks like a cloud, and they have a bathrobe. This is the real definition of luxury. Now, the closet… Ah, the closet. It was large, but filled with so many hangers it felt like a claustrophobic forest of metal. This immediately caused a crisis. Do I unpack? Do I live out of my suitcase? What is the meaning of life? Eventually I got the suitcase, and I can't pretend I didn't just throw the messiest pile of things in there.
3:00 PM - Exploring the Davenport's Labyrinthine Corridors (and Probably Getting Lost)
Okay, time to wander. The Davenport, it turns out, is like a small, fancy city. You can get lost easily. I wandered down a hallway, and found a grand ballroom. I'm sure the ghosts of Spokane's elite were dancing a jig in there.
4:00 PM - Afternoon Tea… and Regret (Maybe)
Oh god, afternoon tea. I'm English, I should love this, right? Wrong. While the scones were delightful, the tiny sandwiches seemed way too posh for my taste. I even had to use a little fork for the tiny crumpets. (I am not sure, to this day, that I should eat with a tiny fork). But the tea? Divine. I downed about three cups, fueled by the fear of not being fancy enough.
6:00 PM - Dinner at The Grill (Oh, the Decisions!)
Dinner at The Grill was an experience, alright. The menu was vast, which, I find, leads to decision paralysis. I went with the filet mignon, medium-rare, and prayed to whatever steak-God existed that it was cooked correctly. The waiter seemed to know the menu inside and out. He even made a joke that I've heard every travel blog writer tell.
The steak arrived. Perfect. The mashed potatoes? To die for. The wine? Well, I only remember the first glass.
8:00 PM - The Davenport's Nightlife (Or: Me, Asleep in a Robe, Watching Trash TV)
Okay, so the plan was to go to the bar, mingle, and soak up the glamorous Davenport ambiance. The reality? I’m pretty sure I fell asleep in the plush robe provided by the hotel at around 8 pm. I woke up at 2 AM and realized I’d been binge-watching some awful reality show. No regrets.
Day 2: Culture, Coffee, and Crushing Disappointments
9:00 AM - Wake Up (Eventually) & Questionable Breakfast Choices
I finally wake up a bit late. Coffee, stat! Their in-room coffee wasn’t that bad, but needed a bit of a boost. So, I ordered breakfast in bed. The eggs were… fine. The bacon? Overcooked. And the toast? So hard it could chip a tooth. In my head, I imagined a whole crew of chefs in the kitchen, slaving away at my breakfast, and I hoped it wasn’t too much of a struggle.
10:00 AM - The Northwest Museum of Arts and Culture (or "I Appreciate Art, But My Attention Span is That of a Goldfish")
Okay, a bit of culture! The museum was surprisingly good. I made the mistake of assuming that the art museums are all the same. It was actually great! I really liked the pieces – thought that was kind of funny. Not all of it was the type of art I gravitated toward, but if you want to get past your own tastes, it really helps to appreciate art.
1:00 PM - Lunch and Coffee (Needed It!)
So, I met a few friends for lunch at a nearby café, and caught up a bit. And after that, I drank a giant cup of coffee.
3:00 PM - A Walk Through Riverfront Park & the Giant Red Wagon (Childhood Nostalgia, Followed by Crippling Reality)
The park was a welcome dose of reality. I wandered around for a bit, soaked in the scenery, and appreciated the natural beauty, it was a little bit better that museum and made me feel lighter. It was nice!
5:00 PM - The Davenport Casino & the Imploding Bank Account
I never liked casinos. But maybe I would now. The plan was to lose a little money, have some fun, and get to see the inside. I spent way too much time there. And the money dwindled. Sigh.
7:00 PM - Room Service and Deep Regrets (Again)
Back to my room. Room service. And then the self-loathing sets in, in the form of potato chips.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Scent of Luxury
9:00 AM - Checking Out & the "Reality" Check
Check out was smooth. I packed my bags, did another quick glance at the room, and ran out the door.
10:00 AM - Departure
Saying goodbye to the Davenport felt a bit like leaving a dream. I'm sure I'll be back someday. Maybe I'll try to be a better tourist next time.
The Verdict?
The Davenport is… a lot. It’s beautiful, it’s opulent, it’s a bit overwhelming, and at times, it makes you feel like you don't belong. But it's undeniably an experience. Would I go back? Absolutely. Even if only to finally master the tiny fork and see if I can make it through a full day without falling asleep in a robe. This city is wonderful and I loved to visit.
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