Helena's Hidden Gem: Your Perfect Residence Inn Stay (MT)
Helena's Hidden Gem: My Not-So-Secret, Actually Pretty Great Residence Inn Stay (MT) - Honestly. (A Messy Review)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I just survived – and mostly thrived – at the Residence Inn in Helena, Montana. And I’m here to spill the beans, the scrambled eggs, and maybe a little bit of my soul. This review? It ain’t gonna be a sterile, bullet-pointed corporate brochure. This is real life, people. This is Helena. And this is my unfiltered, slightly-obsessive, and probably way-too-detailed take.
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(Let's Get This Over With - Access & Getting Around)
Alright, first things first: Accessibility. (Gotta get that out of the way because let's be real, it's important.) The Residence Inn does a pretty good job. I’m not in a wheelchair myself, but the hallways seemed wide, and I spied a few accessible rooms (I’m guessing because I'm always nosy). Elevators? Check. Easy access to the lobby and common areas? Check. They’ve got this handled. Airport transfer? Yep, they can book you a cab (or, you know, call an Uber, that’s also an option.) Free car park on-site? Score! No scrambling for parking in this wild west (well, okay, slightly wild west) town. They also had car power charging station which is pretty cool, never used it, but cool that it's there.
(The Arrival - Cleanliness & Safety (And My Slightly OCD Tendencies))
I am a total germaphobe. Like, the kind that washes their hands after opening a pre-packaged bag of chips. So, you can imagine my internal monologue when I walked in.
First, the good news. Hand sanitizer? Everywhere. On actual, visible, easily spotted places. Staff trained in safety protocol? They seemed like it – masks worn, distancing observed (mostly). Anti-viral cleaning products? Gotta trust they’re using them, right? Rooms sanitized between stays? Fingers crossed! I would have liked to watch them, but didn't ask, because I don't want to be that person… Daily disinfection in common areas? Seemed to be the case.
The room itself was a blessing. Rooms sanitized between stays I am almost willing to take their word for it, since I didn't detect any odors I did't like and I'm pretty good at telling. Now, did I immediately wipe down all the light switches and door handles? Maybe. Just maybe. I'm not saying I did it, but I'm not saying I didn't. And the individually-wrapped food options at the breakfast, totally saved me. More on that later. I also couldn't resist testing the hot water linen and laundry washing thing - I was delighted.
(The Room - My Home Away From… Sort Of. Because I'm a Mess)
Okay, for the actual room review. Air conditioning? Yep. And thank the heavens for that, because Montana summers can be surprisingly…well, hot. Wi-Fi [free]? YES! Wi-Fi in all rooms?!! Double YES! Thank you sweet baby Jesus. I went with Internet access – wireless as well as Internet access – LAN. I actually like to wire up my laptop, call me old school.
The room was well-appointed, I will admit. Desk? Check. Laptop workspace? Check. Coffee/tea maker? Check! That's a lifesaver for a caffeine addict like myself. Refrigerator? Essential for stashing snacks and that leftover pizza you just knew you’d need later. Microwave? Also a must. Extra long bed? Uh, yeah, appreciated, because, like, I'm six feet tall, and those little queen beds are a travesty. Blackout curtains? Yes! Slept like a freakin’ log.
Now, the tiny imperfections… The hair dryer was…well, it existed. Didn't blow my socks off, let's put it that way. Toiletries? Basic, but functional. And the cable channels? Maybe they could use a few more. But honestly, I’m not complaining. I had a comfortable, clean, and functional space. That's really all I need. And a freaking comfortable chair, which I thankfully had.
(Food, Glorious Food – The Breakfast Saga)
Breakfast is where the Residence Inn REALLY shines. (Or at least, where it surprised me.) Breakfast [buffet]? Yes, but with a huge emphasis on safety. Buffet in restaurant? Again, yes, but it's served by staff to avoid a free-for-all. They've got Individualy-wrapped food options and everything's behind plexiglass. Breakfast takeaway service? Absolutely: and this is brilliant, especially if you're in a rush or, like me, prefer to eat in your pajamas while re-watching Parks and Rec.
The spread itself? Surprisingly good. Asian breakfast? No. But I did get your standard Western breakfast. Waffles, eggs (scrambled, thankfully not rubbery), bacon (crispy!), fruit, yogurt, and all the usual suspects. The coffee? Not terrible, but not amazing. Grab a large cup of coffee or you're going to be heading back for refills. This whole breakfast was, again, a blessing.
(Amenities – The Fun Stuff (And My Attempt at “Relaxation”))
Let's talk about Things to do, ways to relax. The Residence Inn in Helena has a swimming pool [outdoor], but I didn't brave the elements. I did hit the fitness center. It's small, but it had the essentials – treadmills, weights, and a big-screen TV to distract you from the impending doom of exercise.
Spa? Nope. Sauna? Nope. Steamroom? Definitely not. But hey, I didn’t come to Helena expecting a luxury spa experience. This is a functional, comfortable hotel, people. And that's okay!
But here's the thing… I really wanted a massage. After a week of driving and meetings I craved it! Sadly, no massage option on-site, that I could find. Maybe next trip!
(Services & Conveniences – The Nitty Gritty)
Daily housekeeping? Yes, and efficient. Laundry service? Yep. Food delivery? You betcha. You can have anything your heart desires (and your credit card can handle) delivered right to your door. I actually tried the contactless check-in/out, which, to be honest, was slightly underwhelming. I mean, it's just another layer of… well, not human interaction. Which is fine sometimes.
They've got a convenience store in the lobby, which is pretty useful for grabbing snacks, drinks and any last minute items you might have forgotten, which I always do.
(For the Kids & Family Fun – Because, Kids)
I didn’t travel with kids, but I noticed the hotel seemed family/child friendly. I spotted kids facilities at the breakfast buffet, and the staff were very welcoming to families. Babysitting service? I’d have to call the front desk.
(Getting Around – How To Escape – er, Explore – Helena)
Car park [free of charge]? Again, yes! Major bonus. Airport transfer again an option, Taxi service, or Uber (though I spotted very few).
(The Verdict – Would I Go Back? The Truth…)
Look, the Residence Inn in Helena is not a destination hotel. It's not going to blow your mind with its dazzling amenities or five-star service. But it’s a solid, reliable, and comfortable place to stay. It's clean, functional, and does a great job with the basics – a good breakfast, free Wi-Fi, and a decent place to crash after a long day.
Would I go back? Absolutely. Especially if I needed a home base for exploring Montana. It’s a solid choice, and in Helena, that’s pretty darn good. Now if they'd just get a massage therapist…
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's meticulously planned travel itinerary. This is a messy, beautiful, and likely slightly disastrous journey through a Residence Inn in Helena, Montana. Let’s do this.
The Residence Inn Rhapsody: Helena, Montana. Population: Questionable. My Sanity: Even More Questionable.
Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (and free breakfast, thank god)
- 1:00 PM (ish): Land at Helena Regional Airport. Okay, first observation: Helena isn't exactly known for its bustling international airport. It’s more of a "propeller plane and a prayer" kind of vibe. Already, I feel a slight twinge of "where am I?" anxiety. But hey, mountains! They are pretty.
- 1:30 PM: Pick up the rental car. Prayed I got the right fuel. My driving skills are questionable, and I'm already regretting not opting for the "insurance that covers everything," because, you know, history repeats itself.
- 2:00 PM: Check into the Residence Inn. Okay, the actual building is… perfectly fine. Like, beige-on-beige-on-beige. Think "corporate efficiency meets the subtle despair of endless beige." The front desk person is super cheerful, which makes me a little suspicious. They KNOW something I don't, I just know it.
- 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Settle in. Attempt to unpack. Wander around the room, opening all the drawers and mentally cataloging the "stuff I’ll probably forget to pack when I leave." The kitchenette makes me unreasonably excited, I love a fridge!
- 5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Venture out. First impressions of Helena: it's small, and it's got that charming, slightly-dusty quality of a town that knows it doesn't need to impress anyone. I find a local coffee shop, order a latte hoping to find a good place to stay warm and get wifi. It works.
- 6:30 PM: Back to the hotel. Realize I'm starving. Dig into the complimentary snacks - a bag of mini pretzels, a single apple, and a packet of instant oatmeal (which I will probably use in an emergency instead of for breakfast). The existential dread? Still present, but slightly dulled by the promise of free breakfast in the morning. And a hot shower now!
Day 2: The Great Montana Attempt (and the curse of the dryer)
- 7:00 AM - 8:00 AM: FREE BREAKFAST! Praise the heavens for scrambled eggs that taste vaguely of something resembling food. Load up on whatever they have – waffles! Sausage! (questionable sausage, but sausage nonetheless.) Strategically hoard a banana for later. Fueling up is paramount.
- 8:30 AM - 12:00 PM: Attempt to do something "Montana-y." Decide to drive to the Gates of the Mountains. (Turns out to be 30 minutes away) I actually find myself completely mesmerized. It was that and the scenery. It was the silence. It was… wow. I even took some pretty decent photos, which is a minor miracle.
- 12:30 PM - 1:30 PM: Lunch. Find a diner, order a burger, realize I'm probably overdressed. The locals are friendly, but I can’t shake the feeling they know I'm a tourist. I mean, I probably look like a deer caught in headlights.
- 2:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Laundry Disaster! I'm not sure what happened, but the dryer in the hotel laundry room seems to have developed a personal vendetta against my favorite sweater. It's now the size of a small child's garment. I am heartbroken. This is a tragedy. I am contemplating leaving Helena and never returning.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Soothe my dryer-induced rage with a long, hot bath. Read a trashy novel, which I totally won’t admit to reading. I will just say "doing research."
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a "casual" restaurant. The food's okay, the company isn't terrible (it's just me, again), and I treat myself to a glass of wine. This is the life, right?
Day 3: The History Buff Returns (and the relentless beige)
- 8:00 AM - 9:00 AM: Another free breakfast! (I'm starting to feel like a professional breakfast consumer). Load up on waffles again, because, why not?
- 9:30 AM - 12:00 PM: Visit the Montana State Capitol Building. I actually find it pretty fascinating. I mean, it's got history, and art, and a bit of that "small-town government" charm. Plus, it gives me something other than beige to look at.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch at a sandwich shop. Chat with one of the locals. They're kind, helpful, and genuinely interested in my (highly chaotic) travel plans. I almost spill on my shirt. Almost a success.
- 1:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Explore the historic walking district. Soak up the atmosphere. Attempt to channel my inner history buff, even though my attention span is that of a caffeinated squirrel.
- 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Head back to the hotel. Do some work (the internet is actually pretty decent). Pack - or at least attempt to pack. The "stuff I’ll forget" pile is growing.
- 6:00 PM: Find a brewery. Drink beer. Contemplate the meaning of life and the mystery of laundry.
- 7:00 PM: Last-minute panic shopping at the gas station. Buy snacks for the trip and a new, much-needed travel pillow.
Day 4: Departure and a Fond Farewell (or at least, a relieved one)
- 7:00 AM - 8:00 AM: Final free breakfast! I am officially an expert. Make waffles, grab a banana. Farewell my precious breakfast.
- 8:30 AM: Check out of the Residence Inn. Leave feeling a mixture of satisfaction, relief, and mild regret. The room? Perfectly fine. Comfortable enough. The beige? Still beige. The existential dread? Mostly gone, replaced by a newfound appreciation for free breakfast and an overwhelming desire to replace that darned sweater.
- 9:00 AM: Head to the airport. Reflect on the trip, and that trip to the mountains.
- 10:00 AM: Board the flight. Vow to return to Helena someday (maybe). Promise myself I'll pack better next time, and invest in a good travel-sized laundry detergent.
Final Thoughts:
Okay, so maybe this wasn't the most organized trip. Maybe I didn't see everything Helena had to offer. Maybe I spent way too much time in that hotel room, staring at the beige walls. But hey, that's life, right? It's messy, imperfect, and often, just a little bit absurd. And sometimes, that's the most beautiful kind of adventure.
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Helena's Hidden Gem: Your (Maybe) Perfect Residence Inn Stay - FAQ (Prepare for Real Talk!)
Okay, Seriously, What *IS* This "Hidden Gem" Hype About?
The Rooms: Are They Actually Livable, or Am I Booking a Cardboard Box with a Bed?
The Free Breakfast: Is It a Glorious Oasis or a Crime Against Food?
Location, Location, Location: Is It Actually Close to Anything *Important*?
The Pool/Gym: Are They Actually *Usable*, or Just Decorative?
The Staff: Are They Friendly, or Will I Be Forced to Deal with Grumpy People?
What About the Parking? Is It a Nightmare?
Is There Something *Specific* That Really Sucks? (Be Honest!)
Okay, So… Would You *Actually* Recommend Staying Here?
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