Unbelievable Courtyard Chicago Deal: Glenview/Northbrook Luxury Awaits!
Unbelievable Courtyard Chicago Deal: Glenview/Northbrook Luxury? Hold My Starbucks, Let's Dive In! (A Rambling Review)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from… well, attempting to unwind at this Courtyard in Glenview/Northbrook. "Luxury Awaits!" they promised. Let's just say, my expectations, much like my rapidly dwindling patience after a transatlantic flight, varied, considerably. This review is gonna be messy, rambling, and probably as uneven as the hotel lobby's lighting. But hey, isn't life just one big, slightly-disappointing buffet?
First Impressions & The Great Accessibility Gambit (or, "Can I Even Get In?")
Okay, so first things first: Accessibility. Important. And I'm happy to report, for the most part, it seemed pretty good. They ticked the boxes: elevator, facilities for disabled guests (check those off, I hope!), and while I'm not personally a wheelchair user, I did see ramps and what looked to be accessible rooms. That's huge. It's 2024, people. Got to be inclusive. Now, getting to the hotel… that's a separate story. Airport transfer? Yep. Probably better than trying to navigate Chicago traffic on my own, which, knowing me, would end with me driving into Lake Michigan.
The Room: My Tiny Kingdom (Mostly Clean, Thank Goodness)
Okay, let's talk about the actual room because that's where you, ya know, live. Right off the bat: air conditioning? Essential. Thank you, sweet baby Jesus, for that. It was baking outside. The rooms themselves… they were… fine. Clean. Relatively. You know, the usual suspects: good coffee/tea maker (which is a MUST for me, even when traveling!) a desk to… attempt to work from (more on that later), and, praise the Lord, a mini-bar. (I’m not sure I actually used it -- just knowing it was there gave me a sense of security. Like a fluffy, tiny-stocked fortress.)
The Internet Saga: Wi-Fi or Wi-Fi Not?
Here's where things got…interesting. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" Great! Except… it was… spotty. Like, "I'm trying to catch up on my work, but I'm also apparently living in the Stone Age" spotty. They also had Internet [LAN]… which I tried to use but honestly, it felt like wrestling a particularly stubborn octopus. So, a solid meh on internet. (And yes, there was Wi-Fi in public areas. But I was hoping for a Netflix binge in peace, dammit!)
Relaxation? Spa? More Like, "Where's the Stress Ball?"
Okay, listen. I came here for a tiny slice of zen. The promise of a spa? A pool with a view? A sauna? My inner stressed-out hamster was thrilled. Well…thrilled-ish. The pool was… fine. Outdoor. Pleasant enough on a sunny day. Nothing that screamed "luxury" or "Instagram-worthy," but it worked. Now, the spa? That was another level. They had a body wrap. Massage. A sauna. I envisioned myself, draped in a fluffy robe, sipping cucumber water, completely detached from the world… reality was slightly different. I booked a massage and walked in, smelling of anxiety and travel stress. The massage itself was… fine. The massage therapist felt like a human hand applied to my body and she clearly had skills but the room was… let's just say it wasn't exactly a sanctuary. I think I could hear the janitor cleaning and she could not get her hands from the back massage. In all seriousness, the spa experience was a little rough around the edges.
Food Glorious Food? Let's Talk Dining and Snacking (and My Carb Cravings)
The dining situation was a bit of a mixed bag. Restaurants are listed. Okay. There's a coffee shop, which is always a plus because who can function pre-caffeination? They had a happy hour. Yesssss. Desserts available. More yesss. But then, the actual experience… The main restaurant’s menu, well, it was… diverse. International cuisine. Western cuisine. Asian cuisine…but they seemed to be struggling to get any of it right. The breakfast buffet? Fine. Standard hotel fare. But the Asian breakfast… I was intrigued! But honestly, it was a confusing array of things. I went for the pancakes, which were cold. Then there was the poolside bar. Which was sadly, a bit underwhelming. Room service was 24-hours, which is a lifesaver. And the snack bar was a godsend during the late-night cravings. Though, perhaps slightly overpriced for a bag of pretzels and a lukewarm soda.
Cleanliness and Safety: Did They Even Try?
Okay, I’m gonna be brutally honest here: cleanliness is HUGE for me, especially after the plague (aka, the pandemic). Daily disinfection in common areas? Good start. Anti-viral cleaning products? Excellent. Rooms sanitized between stays? Praise the cleaning gods! Staff trained in safety protocol? That's reassuring. I, however, couldn't help but notice the occasional stray dust bunny. And let's just say, I'm not entirely convinced my room actually got the full "professional-grade sanitizing" treatment. Still, pretty good effort overall.
For the Kids: Babysitters and Babbling
I didn't spend any time with my kid, because let's be honest, I need a vacation from my kid. But family friendly is definitely a highlight.
Getting Around: The Car Park Conundrum
Car park. Free of charge. Hallelujah! Seriously, parking fees can be the bane of my existence. Taxi service available, as well. Which, if you’re feeling particularly lazy (or, like me, just exhausted), is a definite win.
Final Verdict: Worth it? Maybe. With Lowered Expectations.
Okay, so the Unbelievable Courtyard turned out to be… believable. It wasn't a disaster. It wasn't the lap of luxury. It was… a hotel. It had its good points, and its not-so-good points. The accessibility was great. The staff were generally helpful (though, bless their hearts, they did seem a little overwhelmed at times.) The location, for my purposes, was convenient. And, hey, I survived! So, would I recommend it? If you're looking for a perfectly functional, largely clean, somewhat relaxing stay in the Glenview/Northbrook area, absolutely. Just… temper those "luxury" expectations. And bring your own Wi-Fi hotspot. And maybe a really good book. And a neck pillow. And a strong sense of humor. You'll need it.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup. You're about to get a taste of my version of a trip to the Courtyard Chicago Glenview/Northbrook. Prepare for a wild ride. This ain't your grandma's itinerary.
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of the Suburbs
- 1:00 PM - Arrival at O'Hare (ORD). Ugh. Airport. Land of overpriced coffee and the crushing weight of pre-vacation anxiety. My flight was delayed, naturally. Spent an hour staring blankly at the news, already wondering if I'd packed enough underwear. And why does every airport smell faintly of sadness and stale pretzels?
- 2:30 PM - Rental Car Chaos. Okay, I thought I booked a compact. Ended up with a minivan. A minivan. Apparently, my "small car" translates to "able to transport a small soccer team" in rental car agency language. Deep breaths. I can do this. (Spoiler: I couldn't.) Pulled out of the lot…and immediately stalled. Mortified. Classic.
- 3:30 PM - The Drive to Glenview: Never-Ending Concrete and the Illusion of "Green." Okay, let's be real, the drive from O'Hare to Glenview is…well, it's a drive. Concrete, strip malls, and the occasional suspiciously green patch of what's supposed to be a park go by in a blur. Seriously, that "green" in early spring? It's always that weird, artificial-looking color. Also, the GPS lady is passive-aggressive. "In 500 feet, please stay in the right lane." Lady, I'm trying!
- 4:30 PM - Check-in at the Courtyard. First Impressions: Functional Beige. The lobby is…beige. Clean beige. Efficient beige. It's not offensive, but it's also not exactly screaming "adventure!" The front desk person, bless her heart, looked like she had seen a lot of beige in her life. She was polite, though. Points for that. Grabbed my key card with a sigh. Room check: Everything works. Good. The lighting? Slightly institutional, but hey, I'm here to explore, not to redecorate.
- 5:30 PM - Unpacking and the Initial Panic Attack (a Brief Interlude). Okay, unpacked. Sort of. More like, threw stuff on the bed. Started wondering if I'd remembered my phone charger. (Spoiler: I hadn't. Cue internal screaming). Also, the thought of facing another beige-filled day tomorrow filled me with a weird, low-level dread. Is this what aging gracefully looks like?
Day 2: Museum Madness and Culinary Letdowns
- 9:00 AM - "Complimentary" Breakfast at the Courtyard: The Blandness of Bacon." Alright, alright, the breakfast. The "complimentary" breakfast. It was…eh. The coffee tasted vaguely of motor oil, the scrambled eggs were suspiciously yellow, but the bacon? The bacon was…there. Undercooked, under-seasoned, but, well, bacon. A small victory, I suppose. Sat alone, watching other beige-clad people quietly munching, and realized I was surrounded by the breakfast version of the walking dead.
- 10:00 AM - The Kohl Children's Museum: Sensory Overload and Sweet, Chaotic Brilliance. Okay, this was the highlight. The Kohl Museum? Freaking amazing. Even for a grumpy adult. The energy of the place is infectious. Little kids buzzing around, exploring everything! I swear, I spent a solid hour pretending to bake pizza in the fake kitchen. They even had a giant water table! I wanted to join in! (Restraint was exercised.) Seriously though, if you have kids, GO. If you don't have kids…still go. Prepare to be charmed and exhausted in equal measure.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch Gone Wrong: The Suburban Restaurant Roulette. Okay, the problem with suburban restaurants is the variety. Too many choices! Ended up at some place that looked promising online. Massive mistake. The food was…bland. The service was slower than molasses in January. And the music was elevator music. Elevator music! I wanted to scream. Lesson learned: Internet reviews are a lie. Trust your gut. (And maybe pack a sandwich.)
- 2:00 PM - The Glenview Public Library: A Moment of Unexpected Peace and Quiet. Needed a getaway from the culinary disaster. The library! Brilliant. Huge, modern, and quiet! Spent a good hour browsing books, escaping reality. Renewed my faith in humanity (a little bit). Seriously, public libraries are amazing. Take that, beige!
- 4:00 PM - Shopping Spree (Kinda) at the Glenbrook Mall. Went to the mall thinking, "A little retail therapy will do the trick!" A mall is a mall, right? Wrong! Wandered around. Everything was familiar, a bit overwhelming, and kinda depressing. People were wandering around, looking lost (like me). Bought a pair of socks and retreated. At least the socks have a fun pattern.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner at a Chain Restaurant: Embracing the Predictable. Okay, I gave up on "local flavor." Went to a chain that I've been to before. Service was efficient, food was…fine. Nothing to write home about, but hey, at least they remembered to bring the fries.
Day 3: Heading Home (with Slightly Less Dread)
- 9:00 AM - Another "Complimentary" Breakfast: The Same Saga. Same eggs, same bacon, same existential ennui. At least I knew what to expect.
- 10:00 AM - One Last Stroll in the Suburbs: A Final Look. Drove around a residential area. Big houses, manicured lawns. Everyone seemed to have that "suburban happy" thing going on. Or, maybe, that's what they wanted me to think.
- 11:00 AM - Check-Out: The Sweet Taste of Freedom. Checked out of the hotel. The front desk person smiled. Maybe she thought I was finally breaking down. Left the minivan (a true beast!) with a prayer.
- 12:00 PM - Drive to O'Hare: Farewell, Glenview (and the Beige of It All). The GPS lady was still bossing me around. The suburbs receded in rearview mirror.
- 1:00 PM - O'Hare: Back in the Sadness of the Airport. Goodbye sadness.
- 3:00 PM - Flight Home: Finally, I'm Going to Sleep.
So there you have it. My version of a trip to Glenview. Not perfect. A little messy. And, hopefully, a little bit honest. Would I go back? Probably. But next time, I'm packing my own coffee, a better attitude, and a whole lot more snacks. And maybe, just maybe, I'll conquer that minivan.
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Unbelievable Courtyard Chicago Deal: Glenview/Northbrook Luxury Awaits! - ...Or Does It? (Let's See!)
So, this "Unbelievable Courtyard Chicago Deal"... what IS it, exactly? Sounds fishy already!
Okay, okay, settle down, Skeptic! Apparently, it's a... well, a deal. Probably a package deal. They're trying to lure you in with promises of luxury in the Glenview or Northbrook area. Think upscale hotels, potentially some foodie experiences, maybe even a spa day (fingers crossed!). The name "Courtyard" usually means a Marriott offering, so expect a certain level of, you know, beige-ness. But "unbelievable"? THAT'S where the red flags start popping up. I've seen "unbelievable" deals before. They usually involve a timeshare pitch and/or a severe lack of room service after 10 PM. Still, I’m cautiously optimistic… like when you see a stray puppy but you know you probably shouldn’t bring it home because your cat will murder it in its sleep.
Glenview or Northbrook? Are those even... cool places? Like, is this deal even worth it for a *city person*?
Alright, alright, Mr./Ms. "I only eat at Michelin-starred restaurants," calm down! Glenview and Northbrook... look, they're not RIVER NORTH. They're not dripping with trendy bars and rooftop patios. They are, however, *perfectly lovely*. Picture this: manicured lawns, quiet streets, decent shopping malls (yes, I admit it, I *like* a good mall), and proximity to some seriously good restaurants (not all Michelin-starred, mind you, but solid, comforting, and definitely not requiring a dress code). Think of it as a potential *escape*. An opportunity to breathe in actual air that isn't polluted by the usual city grime. If you're after constant excitement... maybe not. But if you're looking for a chill weekend, a chance to… I don't know… relax? This might be your jam. Or, you know, you might be bored within 12 hours. I’m not judging! I’ll probably hate it, too, but *pretend* to love it, just for the sake of blog content.
What kind of "luxury" are we talking about? Because "luxury" these days can mean anything from a slightly upgraded showerhead to a solid gold toilet seat.
Ah, the million-dollar question! This is where things get… *vague*. The website/advertisement/flyer (whatever you saw) likely used words like "premium," "upscale," "stylish," and maybe even the dreaded "luxury." But let's be realistic. We're talking a Courtyard. A *nice* Courtyard, hopefully. Expect clean rooms, comfortable beds (hopefully not the ones that give you back pain for a week), a decent gym with machines that *actually work*, and maybe a complimentary breakfast buffet with those weird, slightly rubbery scrambled eggs. *Luxury* luxury is a *stretch*. Think more... "pleasant." Maybe they will offer a nice pool. That's the dream, right? A pool. Although I always forget my swimsuit. Always. So, yeah, keep expectations in check. Avoid getting your hopes up for caviar and a butler. Unless, ya know, you get *super lucky*. Which I doubt. But hey, a girl (or guy) can dream!
Okay, fine. Let's say I book this deal. What can I DO there? Besides, you know… be bored.
Alright, you’re planning on embracing the beige. Excellent! Honestly, a surprising amount! You could, for example, visit the Chicago Botanic Garden (it’s truly stunning, I've been... and yes, cried like a baby at one of the exhibits, don't judge!). There's also the Glenview Naval Air Station Museum (for the history buffs). You could hit up some of the great restaurants along Milwaukee Avenue. The Northbrook Court shopping mall (mentioned earlier... yeah, I know, judge away) is huge and actually kinda fun to wander through, especially if it's raining. There’s also the potential for visiting some lovely parks or taking a stroll down some quiet, tree-lined streets. And, of course, you could always drive into Chicago! It's not exactly next door, but it's doable. It's just… a bit of a drive. Driving… I HATE driving. And parking! Ugh. This is sounding less and less appealing to me now… But okay, onward!
**One weird side note - the last time I went to the Chicago Botanic Garden, I lost my keys. And my dignity. Don't ask. It involved a squirrel, a very loud shriek, and a search party of overly chirpy volunteers. True story. So, yeah, fun. But be warned.**
What about the food scene? Is it all boring chain restaurants? Because I *need* good food.
Okay, food is important. I GET it. And thankfully, no, it's not *all* chain restaurants. While you will find some (which, hey, sometimes you just need a perfectly predictable burger!), there are some seriously good eats in the Glenview/Northbrook area. You can find some amazing sushi, authentic Italian (the kind that makes you want to weep with joy), and some surprisingly good (and trendy) brunch spots. Do your research! Yelp and Google Maps are your friends. But don't expect to find a Michelin-starred experience around every corner. But you won't starve! And hey, maybe you'll *discover* a hidden gem that you can't wait to tell everyone about. Look, I'm getting a bit more optimistic now. Food can fix a lot of things, people. A LOT of things.
What if this deal is a complete and utter disaster? Like, hotel room with a leaky faucet disaster?
Okay, let's be real. There's always a *chance* it could be a disaster. Hotels are a gamble, even the fancy ones. Leaky faucets are practically a rite of passage. You could end up with screaming kids next door, a non-functioning elevator, or a view of the dumpster. My advice? Prepare for the worst, hope for the best. Pack earplugs, download a good book (or 50!), and bring a sense of humor. And *document everything*! Take pictures of the leaky faucet (because, you know, for posterity). If it's truly awful, complain POLITELY. You'd be surprised how often you can get some sort of compensation (a free drink, a discount, a sincere apology… or all three!). And hey, if it's *really* disastrous, you'll have a story to tell. And let's be honest, those are sometimes the best kind. My last hotel experience involved bedbugs, a fire alarm at 3 AM, and the world’s smallest shower. It was awful… but I *still* tell the story! It's gold, Jerry, GOLD!
Would *you* book this deal? Honestly? Spill the tea!
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