Farmington's BEST Hotel Deal? You WON'T Believe This Price!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on what's being touted as "Farmington's BEST Hotel Deal? You WON'T Believe This Price!" and, honestly? After a few very intense days of checking it out (and by intense, I mean I almost missed my flight home because I was too busy in the… ahem… spa), I've got some thoughts. Some strong thoughts.
First off, the price. Yeah, it's kinda mind-blowing. I won't ruin the surprise here, but let's just say that for everything they pack into this place, you'd expect to pay a LOT more. Seriously, I'm still side-eyeing my bank account, half-expecting them to send me a bill for double what I paid. But hey, I'm not complaining (much).
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, But Mostly Upwards!
Okay, let's talk nitty-gritty. Accessibility. This is something I always check (because, you know, life). The good news? They’ve clearly made an effort. Wheelchair accessible areas are plentiful, from the lobby to the (amazing, more on that later) pool. Elevator? Check. Facilities for disabled guests? Definitely, but maybe call ahead to get specific details on the room configurations to match your needs. The exterior corridor setup is fairly standard, but the pathways are wide and well-maintained.
Now for the slightly less thrilling stuff. While there is CCTV in common areas (a good thing for safety), I couldn't see a lot of detail on specifics like ramps in front of the restaurant - I was too busy stuffing my face! Overall, this is the better end of the spectrum.
Cleanliness and Safety: They're Taking it Seriously!
In today's world, this is key. And frankly, I was impressed. The anti-viral cleaning products smelled like… well, clean! No harsh chemical overkill, just a subtle freshness. They have a daily disinfection in common areas, and rooms sanitized between stays (which they should – ew, germs). I'm talking they even go the extra mile with professional-grade sanitizing services and hygiene certification. You can also use the room sanitization opt-out available. I was actually quite thankful for the hand sanitizer that was everywhere.
They also seem to be on top of the, quite frankly, ridiculous level of safety precautions. They have a fire extinguisher, security [24-hour], smoke alarms, CCTV outside property, and staff trained in safety protocol. Basically, I felt safe from both rogue hotel guests and, you know, fire.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food Glorious Food! (And Maybe a Few Minor Quirks)
Alright, let's talk food. Because, REALLY. The restaurants are where it's at. First, the breakfast [buffet]. I'm a buffet fiend, always have been. And this one? Decent. Not earth-shattering, but plenty of options. The Asian breakfast was a nice touch, and the Western breakfast was solid. Now, here's a pro-tip: grab a coffee and wander over to the coffee shop. They make a killer latte.
There’s also a la carte in the restaurant if the buffet life isn't for you. I didn’t try the Asian cuisine in the restaurant (too busy gorging myself on the buffet, remember?), but it looked and smelled delicious. They also have a vegetarian restaurant. I'm not a vegetarian, but I'm always down to try new things, it was delicious - I could get used to that life.
Beyond the buffet, there’s a bar with a really reasonable happy hour. And, because I'm me, I definitely sampled the poolside bar (shhh, don't tell anyone). They also have a snack bar perfect for mid-afternoon cravings. There's also room service [24-hour], which I used on a couple of occasions when I was too lazy to move, but I just wanted more coffee. The bottle of water in the room was a thoughtful touch.
The Spa. Oh, The Spa… (And I'm Almost Embarrassed to Admit It)
Okay, here’s the deal: I’m not a spa person. I'm more of a "throw on some sweatpants and watch Netflix" kind of guy. But, BUT… I was convinced. The spa at this place, my friends, is… transcendental. I’m not even kidding. It’s like they bottled up relaxation and injected it directly into my soul.
They have everything: Body scrub, body wrap, foot bath, massage, and a sauna and steamroom. Honestly, I think I spent half my time in there. I swear, the second I stepped into the spa/sauna area, all my stress just evaporated. I got so relaxed, I almost forgot I was supposed to be reviewing the hotel! I'm not going to lie, I did a double-take at the pool with view - and was it with the gorgeous blue water!
The only slight hiccup? The locker room. It was a little crowded at times. But hey, a small price to pay for bliss, right? Right. Just be prepared for the possibility of sharing your zen with a few other spa enthusiasts.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: More Than Just a Spa (But Mostly About the Spa, Let's Be Honest)
Outside of the spa (which, let's be real, is the main draw), there’s actually a lot to do. They have a fitness center, the usual gym/fitness suspects, for those who are into that sort of thing – I'm not. The swimming pool [outdoor] is beautiful, and the swimming pool itself is definitely something for a hot day. Other options include, you know, getting out of the hotel for a bit.
Services and Conveniences: Pretty Darn Convenient!
They offer your standard hotel conveniences, and then some. There's air conditioning in public area, and air conditioning in my room, thank God. They have a concierge, daily housekeeping, dry cleaning, and laundry service. The luggage storage was great for when I checked out. I'm impressed.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly Fun (If You Need It)
If you’re traveling with the little ones, they have family/child friendly options. The details about kids meal and babysitting service are available – basically, a good choice for parents.
The Rooms: Cozy and Competent (and With Some Surprisingly Nice Touches)
My room? Damn. Clean, spacious, with air conditioning that actually WORKED (a luxury, trust me!). It included internet access - wireless and Wi-Fi [free]. The blackout curtains were a lifesaver. It had all of the essential stuff: alarm clock, bathrobes, bathroom phone, bathtub, carpeting, coffee/tea maker, closet, complimentary tea, daily housekeeping, desk, extra long bed (thank god!), free bottled water, hair dryer, high floor, in-room safe box, internet access – LAN, ironing facilities, laptop workspace, linens, mini bar (which I may or may not have raided), mirror, non-smoking, on-demand movies, private bathroom, reading light, refrigerator, satellite/cable channels, separate shower/bathtub, shower, slippers, smoke detector, socket near the bed, sofa, soundproofing, telephone, toiletries, towels, umbrella, visual alarm, and wake-up service. No complaints there!
Getting Around: Eazy Breezy!
They offer airport transfer. There's plenty of car park [free of charge], or you can take advantage of the taxi service.
Internet Access: Fast and Furious (Free Wi-Fi is a Win!)
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! AND in all public areas! Amen! My social media addiction was well-fed. The also offer internet access – LAN options, but honestly, who even uses those anymore? The speed was good, and I never had any problems connecting. They also have wi-fi for special events.
My Verdict & That Irresistible Offer:
So, is this "Farmington's BEST Hotel Deal?" Absolutely. You WON'T Believe This Price!
Why You NEED to Book NOW:
- Unbelievable Value: Seriously, the price is insane for what you get.
- The Spa is LEGIT: I’m still dreaming about the massage.
- Clean, Safe, and Super Convenient: They're really taking the safety stuff seriously.
- Perfect for… Well, Everyone: Whether you're a spa-loving traveler or a budget-conscious adventurer, this place delivers.
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Uganda's Hottest Guesthouse: Alison & Dave's Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because the only itinerary I've got is a vibe and we're heading straight for… the Americas Best Value Inn in Farmington, New Mexico. And let me tell you, after a week on the road chasing a dust devil (long story, involving a questionable map and a deep-seated fear of missing out), this budget palace felt less like a welcome haven and more like… well, a starting point. Let's just call it a "Gateway to Existential Dread," shall we?
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Bedspread Debate
- 14:00 - Arrival & Initial Assessment: Pulled up in front of the ABVI, and initially, the parking lot didn’t scream "luxury." More like "Where Dreams Go to Die (Slowly, in a Cloud of Cigarette Smoke)." The desk clerk, bless his heart, looked about as thrilled to be there as I was. He shuffled through papers, muttered something about "the usual," and handed me a key. The key – a relic of a forgotten era, a plastic rectangle that probably pre-dated the internet. You know, the good old days.
- 14:15 - The Room Reveal: Okay, take a deep breath. The room. Alright. Not the Taj Mahal, but definitely a room. The air conditioning, bless its little plastic heart, hummed a mournful tune. The carpeting… let's just say it looked like it had seen things. Things that nightmares are made of. But the bedspread. Oh God, the bedspread. It was a floral explosion of the 1970s – a hideous, faded masterpiece of questionable hygiene. I actually had a full-blown moral crisis about whether I should even touch it.
- 14:30 - The Bedspread Battle: Okay, deep breaths. I pulled out my travel blanket (thank God for my travel blanket!). Decided to just… deal with it.
- 15:00 - Reconnaissance Mission: Needed sustenance. Desperately. Headed out in search of food. Found a glorious (and I mean that in the most sarcastic way possible) strip mall nearby. More on that later.
- 16:00 - Back at the Fortress of Solitude: Decided to catch up on email and the news. Let's just say both are a bit depressing at this point.
Day 2: The Strip Mall Safari & The Bathroom’s Existential Quandary
- 09:00 - The Awakening: Woke up to the glorious sounds of… traffic and muffled television. And the lingering scent of stale… something. Breakfast? Let's not.
- 09:30 - Strip Mall Safari, Part Deux: Back in the car, feeling a fresh wave of optimism for the glorious day ahead. First stop: the coffee shop. I'm not a coffee snob, but the coffee here tasted suspiciously like swamp water. Proceeded along to the diner for some sustenance.
- 11:00- The Bathroom's Existential Quandary: Back at the hotel, a moment of reflection in the bathroom. The grout. Oh, the grout. It had seen better days. I started questioning the meaning of life. I’m not exaggerating. Looking at the peeling wallpaper and the questionable showerhead triggered a wave of… well, let’s call it “intense introspection.” Is it just me, or does every hotel bathroom seem to have a secret, silent pact to judge your life choices?
- 13:00 - Late lunch: Found a taco joint. The tacos were… fine. Fueling my existential dread.
- 14:00 - The Great Unraveling - The Pool: So there's a POOL - the brochure for this place had a picture of a pool. I was feeling pretty low, so I headed over. Green, murky, and probably filled with who-knows-what. Nope. Nope, nope, nope. That was a hard pass.
- 17:00 - Evening's Descent: TV, the epitome of brain decay.
Day 3: Freedom from Farmington
- 08:00 - Departure (and a Prayer): Checked out. Honestly, the key felt like it was melting in my hand, begging to be returned to the realm of the forgotten.
- 08:15 - The Realization: I just escaped. I made it. I survived Farmington. The world smells… cleaner.
- 08:30 - Fueling Up (the Good Kind): Hit the open road. Heading somewhere…ANYWHERE. This time, with a better map. And a healthier respect for the power of a clean bedsheet.
Final Thoughts:
So, Farmington. The Americas Best Value Inn? It was an experience. A gritty, slightly soul-crushing, and utterly memorable experience. Would I recommend it? Well, if you’re looking for a place to contemplate the fragility of existence, then yeah. Otherwise, maybe pack a hazmat suit, a strong sense of humor, and a very, very nice blanket of your own. Godspeed, travelers. You'll need it.
Escape to Paradise: Oya Butik Otel & Suites, Turkey Awaits!
Alright, so… what *is* this unbelievably cheap price we’re talking about? Spill the beans! I'm practically drooling here, and I haven’t even had my coffee.
Okay, okay, settle down, caffeine-crazed friend. Look, they’re not plastering the actual digits everywhere, probably for suspense, but the whispers around town are… well, let's just say I nearly choked on my own spit when I heard it. I can’t *officially* tell you, but I'll hint and just say it’s less than the price of a decent burger... or, you know, *several* decent burgers after a particularly bad week. Seriously. That's the ONLY hint you get from me for now, unless you want me to get in even more trouble.
Where is this magical hotel of amazing deals located? Because I’m pretty sure Farmington isn’t exactly the Las Vegas of the Southwest.
Farmington, baby! Yes, it's Farmington, New Mexico. I know, I know. You're picturing… well, I'm picturing a lot of… well, it's not THAT bad, either. Look, Farmington is… Farmington-y. But I've always found a certain charm there. And hey, this deal could be worth the trip. It’s a convenient place to stop if you're doing road trips, for the Four Corners area. Plus, there's a decent brewery or two, and who doesn’t love a good brewery, right? So it's a good base of operations, if you know what I mean.
What's the catch? There's *always* a catch, isn't there? Is it tiny rooms? Creepy staff? A persistent smell of mildew? TELL ME THE TRUTH! I can handle it. (Probably.)
Okay, deep breaths. So far, the catch seems to be... well, let's call it a "strategic compromise." My source (who may or may not be a very chatty houseplant) mentioned something about the rooms might be... a little… *dated*. And by 'dated,' I mean they probably predate sliced bread. But honestly, who cares? If the price is as crazy as they say, I’m happy to sleep on a cot in a room that smells faintly of mothballs. The important thing is the cost, right? Oh, and I hear they have a pool! (Don’t get your hopes up. I’m picturing the kind of pool that’s been drained for winter since 1987.)
Is breakfast included? Because a girl needs her waffles.
Breakfast… hmm. Now, this is where things get a little… vague. My source said something about "complimentary continental breakfast," which, in hotel-speak, usually translates to: lukewarm coffee, stale pastries, and possibly some suspicious-looking fruit. On the other hand, maybe the price is so low they're pulling out all the stops. Maybe, just maybe, they'll have a waffle bar with unlimited syrup. I'm practically salivating at the thought. Okay, FINE, I'm letting my waffle-fueled dreams take over. Don't judge me.
Okay, let's say I’m sold! How do I book this apparent miracle of a lodging?
That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? The only thing I've seen are signs around town and a website with absolutely zero information. I mean, ZERO. It's just a picture of what looks like a slightly rundown motel that might’ve been renovated in the '80s. I can't even find a phone number! This whole thing feels like some kind of secret society. Okay, okay, I'm just saying this is a wild ride and I'm already planning on staying there whether I like it or not. So... good luck! And if you find a secret handshake, please, for the love of all that is holy, let me in.
What if… what if I book and it turns out to be a total dumpster fire? What if they're secretly hosting all the world's most unpleasant individuals? What if the beds are infested with… you know… things?
Look, I'm not a magic 8-ball, okay? But I *am* a realist. It's a gamble. It could be amazing. It could be… well, let's just say you might want to pack your own pillowcase. And perhaps a hazmat suit. Just kidding… mostly. But honestly? The thrill of the potential disaster is half the fun, isn't it? And even if it’s awful, think of the stories! You'll have stories to tell your grandkids. "Back in my day, we stayed in a Farmington hotel that… [insert horrifying tale here]." Plus, think of the Yelp review! I'm practically giddy at the thought. Okay, perhaps I need to get out more. But hey, you've been warned. Proceed with caution, and a healthy dose of morbid curiosity. Good luck, and Godspeed.
Okay, a tiny bit more info about the rooms... Do they have a bathtub?
Okay so, as I mentioned before, my source says the rooms are a little dated. I think that means the bathtubs are probably… well, they’re probably older than I am. And I’m not exactly a spring chicken. So, I’d bet money on there *not* being those fancy jacuzzi tubs or, heck, a bathtub that even *works* properly. I'm envisioning chipped enamel, rust stains, and maybe a lingering scent of chlorine from the last time someone gave it a half-assed scrub. But hey, if you're lucky, you might find a bar of soap from the Reagan administration! Silver linings, people. Silver linings. Did you know they used to have tiny soaps that actually smell like things other than 'generic hotel'? Ah, memories. I just need to take a bath in a regular old tub without having to worry about the water running out and leaving me stranded in sudsy hell for once!
What about the pool? You mentioned the pool... and it's making me a little worried.
The pool. Ah, yes. The dreaded pool. I… don't even know where to start with the pool. My current vision is a murky, green-tinged rectangle of forgotten dreams. Picture this: algae, the ghost of a diving board, and maybe… just maybe… a family of frogs calling it home. Like I said, the hotel seems a little run down, and the pool is most likely the subject of that sentiment, but you know what, maybe my expectations are set too high. I mean, hey, maybe the pool isNomad Hotel Search
