Escape to State College: Super 8's Unbeatable Deals!
Escape to State College: Super 8's Unbeatable Deals! - A Review That's More Like a Confession
Alright, buckle up, because this isn't your average hotel review. This is a confession, a therapy session fueled by lukewarm coffee and the lingering scent of… well, let’s just say "hotel-grade cleanliness." We're talking about the Super 8 in State College, Pennsylvania, a place that, against all odds, kinda charmed me.
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Let's Dive In – The Good, The Bad, and the Slightly Baffling
First off, Unbeatable Deals is right. My wallet definitely breathed a sigh of relief. State College ain't exactly known for being cheap, especially during… well, any time a Nittany Lion is playing. So, score one for Super 8.
Accessibility: Navigating the Maze (and My Own Neuroses)
Okay, full disclosure: I don’t need accessibility features, but I'm always on the lookout. You know, just in case my knees decide to stage a rebellion. This place? Solid. Ramps everywhere. Elevator? Check. That’s a relief because I'd probably pass out on the stairs. I didn't dig into specific room features, but the general vibe was accessibility-friendly. They seem to have thought about it, which is a huge plus in my book.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Sanitizing Ballet
This is where my inner germaphobe does a little… jig, a hesitant one. Look, post-pandemic, everyone's hyper-aware, right? The Super 8 tried. There were signs everywhere. The "professional-grade sanitizing services" were probably employed. Daily disinfection was… evident. The rooms felt clean, you know? Not sterile, like a hospital, but… well, clean. The very large hand sanitizer bottle in reception… very on-brand. I appreciate it. My brain is now calmer. phew
The Room – My Temporary Fortress
The room itself? Standard Super 8. Air conditioning? Yes, thank god. The blackout curtains were a godsend. I have to say, the bed was surprisingly comfortable. I sunk into it, and slept like a log. Wi-Fi, the lifeblood of modern existence, was free and functional in the room, I was connected, and I was happy. They even had… an extra long bed. Was it just the exhaustion? Maybe. But it was great. It was spacious. It was a mini-vacation from the vacation. Which is, you know, perfect.
Internet (Because, Seriously)
Free Wi-Fi. In all rooms! And it actually worked. No buffering, no agonizing waits. I could stream whatever I wanted, which mostly consisted of cat videos in my case.
Things to Do (and Ways to Relax – Kinda)
Okay, the "things to do" felt a little… optimistic.
- Fitness Center: I poked my head in. It looked… serviceable. I mean, if you really felt the need to punish your body after a Nittany Lions game, go for it.
- Swimming Pool: It was open. It looked inviting. I didn't go in, because, well, exhaustion, and the memory of my bathing suite being… somewhere else.
- Spa/Sauna: Let’s just say, Super 8 isn’t exactly known for its spa treatments.
- Pool with a View: no.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling The Machine (or at least, keeping it running)
The breakfast was… free. And "buffet" is being generous. Think pre-packaged pastries, instant coffee, and a vague, lingering scent of… well, breakfast. Essential condiments? Indeed. My taste buds held me together. The Asian breakfast was probably better than the Western, but I didn't want to find out. There's a bar, a coffee shop. I guess they tried to be classy.
Services and Conveniences: Helping You Survive
Daily housekeeping: Yes! Thank you! Laundry service: YES! Because a week of travel leaves me with a bag of questionable smelling laundry. Concierge: crickets But, the front desk was 24 hours.
For the Kids (or, How to Keep Them Quiet for a Little While)
Babysitting? Doubtful. Family/child friendly? Sure, in a "bring-the-kids-but-don't-expect-magic" kind of way.
Getting Around: Parking and the Perils of the Pavement
Free car park? Yes. That's a huge win. Because parking in State College is a nightmare, especially during game weekends. Taxi service? Available. I didn't use it, but it's there if you need it.
The Real Deal: The Quirks, the Imperfections, and Why I Sort of Loved It
Let's be real. This isn’t the Ritz. The decor is… functional. The hallway lighting is… institutional. But here’s the thing: it worked. It was clean, it was comfortable, and it was affordable. I needed a place to crash after a long drive, and Super 8 delivered.
I found myself oddly charmed by the Super 8's imperfections. It had a certain… sincerity to it. They weren’t trying to be something they weren’t. It was an honest, budget-friendly option, and sometimes, that’s all you need.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Absolutely. Especially if I'm on a budget and need a clean, comfortable place to crash. It's not luxury, but it's honest. And sometimes, that's more than enough.
It's not perfect, it's not fancy. It's Super 8. And in a weird, slightly sleep-deprived way, I kinda loved it.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your perfectly-planned, Instagram-filtered vacation. This is my actual trip to State College, PA, and honestly, after a few tries at perfecting my life to match a picture, here we go:
Super 8 By Wyndham State College – My Soul's Refuge (and Possible Mild Disappointment)
(Okay, let's be real, it's just a Super 8. But hey, it's got a bed, and that's already a win in my book.)
Day 1: Arrival and the Dreaded Check-In
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at the Super 8. Okay, here's the deal. I was hoping for a charming little inn, maybe with a crackling fireplace and a resident cat named Bartholomew. Nope. This is… Super 8. The flickering "Vacancy" sign already sets a certain tone. The parking lot has more minivans than I like to admit. But the air conditioning is on full blast, and the attendant at the desk, bless her heart, is battling a relentless cough and an even more relentless customer who is trying to argue over the price of a pack of gum. "Sir, I will not change the price of a pack of gum because you are my wife's cousin's Uncle's nephew!." My internal monologue is a mixture of "Oh, dear god, no" and "Wow, that's some dedication!" I finally get my key card. The hallway smells faintly of chlorine and… something else. (I'm choosing to believe it's "cleanliness.")
- 1:30 PM: Room Inspection. First impressions: The bedspread is a vibrant, yet slightly ominous, turquoise. The TV is older than I am, but hey, it gets channels! And the "complimentary" breakfast is… promised. I'll let you know what happens. I did find a stray popcorn kernel near the bed, so at least someone was having fun in this room.
- 2:00 PM-ish: Unpacking and the First Sigh. The air conditioning is kicking in, and the room is starting to feel less "slightly depressing" and more "tolerable." I decide to take a nap.
Day 2: Pennsylvania State University, or, "Where are all the Students?"
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast Shenanigans. I'm slightly terrified to face the aforementioned "complimentary breakfast". But hey, the coffee's hot! The continental breakfast is… well, it's what you expect. Bagels that could double as hockey pucks, stale cereal, and those little mini muffins that might or might not be made of actual food. I choose a waffle. It's alright.
- 9:00 AM: Penn State Campus! I'm here. Yes. My goal is to be absolutely amazed. I try to feel the "vibe". I try to not feel like a dork. I did some research on where to go on campus, and the first place I was supposed to go was the creamery, as every person on TripAdvisor said. I'm not going to lie. I was expecting a scene out of "Animal House," but I was instead met with a sea of quiet. The buildings are impressive, I'll give them that. The bell tower, in particular, is quite beautiful. But where is everyone? I was expecting a rush of students, but instead, it was like a ghost town. A very pretty, historic ghost town.
- 10:00 AM: Creamery. Yes, the famous creamery. The line is insane. So I got ice cream anyway. I get to the front of the line and I get a cone of Peachy Paterno. It's good, but the wait wasn't justified.
- 12:00 PM: Explore the campus. Okay, I'm starting to get it. The campus is gorgeous. Even in the quiet. I walk through the Arboretum and think that I should do some research so I can better understand what I'm looking at.
- 1:PM: Lunch. I grab a burger. It was okay.
- 2:00 PM: More Campus. I start talking to a student. She's lovely, but I lose her. She has a class to go to. Bummer.
- 3:00 PM: Find the Library. I spend like an hour in the stacks. It's peaceful.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner. I go to a sports bar. I felt like an idiot.
- 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Back at the Super 8. I turn on the TV. I fall asleep.
Day 3: The Local Scene, or, "Am I Even Cool Enough for This?"
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Again. Bagel.
- 10:00 AM: Local Shops! I was looking for a quirky bookstore or a vintage clothing store. I ended up in the "Penn State" store. I came out with a t-shirt.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. I went to a local diner. The food was the most delicious thing I've eaten in the past 3 days. Amazing.
- 1 PM: I drove up to the hills outside of town and hiked for a few hours. The air was fresh. It was the best part of the trip.
- 5 PM: Return to the Super 8. I ate the rest of the ice cream and watched the TV.
Day 4: Departure and the Last Waffle
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast. One last waffle. Farewell, mini muffins.
- 9:00 AM: Check-Out. The attendant still has the cough. I smile and hope she doesn't think I'm judging her cough. I'm not. I'm kind of terrified of her cough.
- 10:00 AM: I drive away. I'm not going to lie, the Super 8 wasn't the Ritz. But, there's some sort of comfort in the blandness. The beige walls, the stale bagels, the slightly-off smell – they're all part of a story.
- 10:30 AM On the road again. I'm ready for my next adventure.
(Final Thoughts):
State College was… an experience. It wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but that's life, right? It's not always perfectly planned. I found some beauty, some mediocrity, and a whole heap of quiet. And you know what? Sometimes, that’s exactly what you need. Now, where's the next adventure?
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Okay, so what *is* this even about? My brain feels like scrambled eggs.
I’m new to this whole "thinking for myself" thing. Where do I *even* begin?
But... but doesn't questioning *everything* make you, like, totally insane?
Okay, I *think* I'm on board. But what if I'm wrong? What if my questions lead me astray?
What if my questions lead to... uncomfortable answers?
How do you handle the *doubt*? The sheer, crushing doubt that everything is pointless?
So, basically, this is just a complicated way to tell me to "be myself," isn't it?
Where do I even *start* asking questions? What are some *good* questions?
- "Why am I *so* addicted to [this totally useless thing]?"
- "What am I *really* afraid of?"
- "What makes me feel truly *alive*?"
- "What if the world isn't flat?"
- "If money didn't matter, what would I do all day? What if I was a squirrel?"
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