Phoenix Getaway: Unbelievable Deals at La Quinta Inn North Phoenix!
Phoenix Getaway: La Quinta Inn North Phoenix - The Good, The Okay, and the "Did I just find a Unicorn?"
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to hit you with the unfiltered truth about La Quinta Inn North Phoenix. It's a place that promises "Unbelievable Deals," and honestly? Well, let's just say the deal was believable. But unbelievable in a good way? We'll get there.
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Okay, first things first: I needed this hotel because I was chasing the Arizona sun (and escaping the endless grey of… well, you know). The "Unbelievable Deals" sign practically winked at me from Booking.com. My expectations? Subdued, seasoned with a healthy dose of "I'm just hoping it's clean."
The Accessibility Angle (because, let's face it, it matters):
Now, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I appreciate a hotel that thinks about accessibility. And La Quinta, bless its heart, made a decent effort. The elevator was a lifesaver (thank god, no more lung-busting flights of stairs with luggage), and I noticed facilities for disabled guests. The website mentions it, but I didn't get to fully assess it. A big thumbs up if they really make it seamless, because getting around Phoenix with any mobility issue is always a crapshoot.
Rooms: My Oasis (with some… quirks):
Available in all rooms: Let's break this down brick by brick!
- Air conditioning: Essential. Phoenix in summer? You'll melt faster than a popsicle.
- Alarm clock: Didn't use it. I'm a chronic oversleeper, I set about 8 alarms, so let's just say I didn't need to rely on the hotel's.
- Bathrobes: Nope. But honestly, I don't expect them at this price point.
- Bathroom phone: Huh? (Googles "bathroom phone".) Apparently, this is a thing? Still confusing.
- Bathtub: Mine had a tub, which was nice, although the water pressure wasn't exactly a fire hose.
- Blackout curtains: Thank. God. For. These. Arizona sunrise? Brutal without 'em.
- Carpeting: It was cleanish. (See "Cleanliness" further down).
- Closet: Standard. Did the job.
- Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Coffee/tea maker: Sweet! Morning coffee is a MUST.
- Desk: Needed a space to work, it was practical but small.
- Extra long bed: Excellent. I'm tall.
- Free bottled water: Nice touch. Hydration is key.
- Hair dryer: Yes. Saved my hair.
- High floor: Didn't request it, but I did have a nice view of… the parking lot. Still, peaceful.
- In-room safe box: Didn't use. Was I supposed to? I felt pretty safe.
- Internet access – LAN & wireless, Wi-Fi [free]: Yup. Worked. A little flaky at times, but hey, free Wi-Fi! Which is amazing.
- Ironing facilities, Ironing service: Yes. I didn't use it, because wrinkle? That's fashion, baby.
- Laptop workspace: Yes. I felt cramped but it functioned.
- Linens: Clean! Yay!
- Mini bar: Nope. Not expected.
- Mirror: Present.
- Non-smoking: Thank goodness, I'm a non-smoker.
- On-demand movies: No. Didn't check.
- Private bathroom: Essential.
- Reading light: Present.
- Refrigerator: Yes. And it kept my water cold. Bonus points.
- Safety/security feature: Smoke detector. Present.
- Satellite/cable channels: Yes. Endless options for mindless entertainment.
- Scale: Nope. Probably a good thing.
- Seating area: Basic.
- Separate shower/bathtub: My room had both. Yay!
- Shower: Adequate.
- Slippers: Nope.
- Smoke detector: Present.
- Socket near the bed: YES! Phone charging without contortionism!
- Sofa: Present, but not the most comfortable.
- Soundproofing: Okay, but could be better. Loud neighbors!
- Telephone: Yep.
- Toiletries: Basic. Bring your own fancy stuff.
- Towels: Clean, fluffy enough.
- Umbrella: Didn't need it. Arizona sunshine all the way!
- Visual alarm: Present.
- Wake-up service: Didn't use it. See above, I'm alarm obsessed.
- Window that opens: My window open. A bit. I liked that.
The "Unbelievable Deals" Part (aka, the Price):
Okay, let's talk about the thing I came here for: the price. It was good. Really good. I felt like I'd stumbled upon a secret, a hidden gem. (Okay, maybe not a gem, but a decent, clean hotel room for a price that didn't make me weep).
Cleanliness and Safety: The COVID-Era Gauntlet:
This part… it's important. I'm a bit of a germophobe, especially now. And while La Quinta did mention a lot of anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, hand sanitizer everywhere, and rooms sanitized between stays, I'm still not 100% convinced. I mean, the room looked clean, but you know. I did the wipe-down-everything-with-a-sanitizing-wipe routine anyway. Staff trained in safety protocol? Hopefully. I saw them disinfecting, which always feels reassuring, but I didn't have a chance to dissect their protocols. A lot of hand sanitizer, good. Not convinced those sterilizing equipment were really used.
The Pool: My Happy Place (and a minor meltdown):
Ah, the pool. This is where things got interesting. The swimming pool [outdoor] was… okay. The pool with a view? The view was of… the parking lot. I'm not going to lie. It was… disappointing. I'd seen pictures, and my mind had conjured up images of sparkling turquoise water, palm trees swaying in the breeze, and maybe even the occasional celebrity lounging nearby. The reality was a bit less glamorous.
But the water! It was cool, refreshing, and exactly what I needed to escape the desert heat. I spent an hour or so floating, pretending I was a mermaid, and actually feeling… relaxed. Seriously, the pool was my happy place. And then… it happened.
I was mid-mermaid-float when a rogue beach ball came hurtling towards me. It bounced off my head. And then, the chaos began. A gaggle of screaming children, a rogue water gun, and a screaming match between parents. Suddenly, my happy place became a noise-polluted, splash-zone disaster. I retreated to my room, feeling utterly defeated. (Okay, maybe I'm dramatic).
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Breakfast Saga:
Breakfast [buffet]? Yes. Buffet in restaurant? Yes! This is where the review gets messy. They had the usual suspects: bagels, cereal, yogurt, and the breakfast [buffet] included continental breakfast. I ate a bagel with cream cheese. It was fine. The lack of a full cooked breakfast (eggs, bacon) felt kinda sad, BUT it was understandable.
Other options! Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop - I saw it. The coffee was… well, it was coffee. Desserts in restaurant - didn't try them. Snack bar - didn't notice one. Cuisine: I can't believe I missed it! Restaurants - there were none. Poolside bar - nope.
The service was pretty good, but… well, let's just say they weren't exactly culinary artists.
Services and Conveniences: A Mixed Bag:
Air conditioning in public area? Thank you, sweet Jesus. Cash withdrawal? Fine. Daily housekeeping? Yes, and they were pretty efficient. Elevator? Yes, and I used it A LOT. Facilities for disabled guests? They had them. Luggage storage? Yes, if needed. Meeting/banquet facilities? Didn't use them. Non-smoking rooms? Yes. Smoking area? Yes.
**The "Unicorn" that Never Existed (aka, the Spa):
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is a La Quinta Inn by Wyndham Phoenix North itinerary, experienced by yours truly. Let's just say, I'm not promising smooth sailing. More like… a slightly wobbly kayak ride down a very scenic, slightly trash-filled river of reality.
Day 1: Arrival and the Questionable Joy of Pre-Marinated Chicken
- 3:00 PM: Arrive at Phoenix Sky Harbor (PHX). Let me tell you, the airport itself is a character. It's got that classic airport vibe – a mixture of harried travelers, overpriced coffee, and that faint smell of desperation that only airports can conjure. Successfully navigate baggage claim (miracle!) and snag an Uber to the promised land: La Quinta Inn by Wyndham Phoenix North. The driver was chatty. Too chatty. Kept telling me about his collection of novelty bottle openers. I nodded a lot. Learned a valuable lesson: always have headphones ready.
- 3:45 PM: Check-in at La Quinta. Okay, the lobby isn't exactly the Ritz. Kinda smells like… well, hotel. You know the scent. A subtle blend of cleaning solution, stale air, and a desperate hope that the last guest wasn't, you know, messy. The front desk clerk, bless her heart, had the air of someone who'd seen things. And by "things," I mean probably a parade of sleep-deprived families, business travelers, and folks escaping… something.
- 4:00 PM: Settle into the room. First impressions? It’s functional. Clean-ish. Bed's… lumpy-ish. Television… works, I think. I immediately flop onto the bed. I need to recharge after the travel.
- 5:00 PM: The great culinary adventure begins! (Read: grocery store run). Armed with a desperate hunger and a pre-set list that I promptly ignore, I head to the nearest grocery store. The plan was simplicity itself: salad and pre-made grilled chicken. Famous last words, as it turns out. The chicken… oh, the chicken. It was pre-marinated. Too pre-marinated. I swear, it tasted like it had been bathed in a vat of something that should be used for industrial cleaning, not human consumption. The lettuce looked vaguely… wilted. I persevere. Sort of. I eat, or try to eat, the salad. Mostly picking at the chicken. My stomach rumbles with discontent.
- 7:00 PM: Stare at the TV. Channel surf for an hour before settling on a rerun of something I've seen a million times. Comfort food for the soul, even if the actual food was a culinary disaster.
- 9:00 PM: Attempt to sleep. The aforementioned lumpy bed is conspiring against me. I spend a considerable amount of time rearranging pillows and wrestling with the duvet. Eventually, I drift off into a series of fitful dreams involving… well, I've blocked most of it out. Let's just say, the chicken made a cameo.
Day 2: Desert Dreams (and a Minor Existential Crisis)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up. Sun is blazing. Gotta appreciate that Phoenix weather. Breakfast at the hotel is a "continental" affair. Don't get me wrong, I love my free waffles, but they are… waffle-ish. The coffee, however, is the real contender. A little bitter, but I need that.
- 8:00 AM: The Grand Canyon of the Phoenix area – The pool. It's… fine. A little too many screaming kids for my liking, but hey, I live my life on my own terms. The sun is hot. I try to relax. I get a headache. I drink more coffee.
- 10:00 AM: Drive into town to visit the Desert Botanical Garden. It's pretty! I saw a lot of cacti that looked like something out of a Dr. Seuss book. The heat starts to get to me and I contemplate my life, not realizing that I'm getting a sunburn.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a local diner. The service is friendly, but the food is more of the same… a little bland. I’ve come to accept that my tastebuds are never going to be thrilled.
- 3:00 PM: Back at the hotel. I take a shower. The water pressure is… questionable. I attempt to take a nap. I fail. I watch more TV. More reruns. The existential crisis deepens.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant. The food is… actually pretty good! I order multiple tacos and a margarita. My faith in Phoenix cuisine is somewhat restored.
- 9:00 PM: The end of day two. I attempt to go to bed. I've learned a few things. I've learned I'm not really an outdoorsy person. I've learned my tolerance for subpar chicken is low. I've learned Phoenix is… an experience.
Day 3: Escape (and the Hope of a Better Tomorrow)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up, grab some breakfast and watch some TV. Today is the day I leave.
- 9:00 AM: Pack up the suitcase. It's just such a drag.
- 10:00 AM: Check out of the hotel. The clerk is the same as when I got there.
- 10:30 AM: Airport. I don't want to be there, but I must.
A Few Final Thoughts:
La Quinta Inn by Wyndham Phoenix North? It's not fancy. It's not glamorous. But it was an… experience. It had it's moments. Maybe I got the wrong menu and didn't do anything. The pool was alright. I got to do some people watching. This itinerary? A messy, honest, funny, and absolutely human account of it. Would I stay again? Maybe. Definitely get your own food.
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