Canon City Getaway: Unbelievable Deals at Super 8!
Canon City Getaway: Super 8 - Deals? Unbelievable? Hold On a Sec… (A Messy Review)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a stay at the Super 8 in Canon City, and well… let's just say "unbelievable deals" might be overselling it. They do have deals, sure, but the "unbelievable" part? That depends on your definition of "unbelievable." Let's unpack this tangled ball of yarn, shall we? (Get comfy, this is gonna be a long one… I need to vent.)
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- Meta Description: A brutally honest (and messy) review of the Super 8 in Canon City! Discover the good, the bad, and the downright quirky. Is it worth the price? Find out in this no-holds-barred experience! Details on rooms, amenities, cleanliness and more.
- Title: Canon City Super 8 Review: Deals? Or a Deal with the Devil? A Messy Truth.
First Impressions (Rambling Begins…):
Okay, so picture this: You're driving through the stunning Colorado landscape, the sun is setting in fiery hues, and you're tired. Like, bone-deep tired. You see the bright yellow Super 8 sign like a beacon of hope in the vastness. "Deals," it promised. "Come on in, weary traveler!" My weary traveler heart (and aching back from the drive) surged with anticipation.
Accessibility: They claimed to have facilities for disabled guests. I didn't check them out personally (thankfully), but it's something to verify if you need it. The elevator was working, at least, which is a HUGE plus in my book.
Check-in (The First Hurdle):
The front desk… let’s call her Brenda (I’m probably forgetting her name anyway)… greeted me with a smile. Brenda. Okay. The check-in process? Smooth enough. Contactless check-in? Nope. But hey, Brenda was efficient, and that's something! (I hate small talk after a long drive. Just give me my key, Brenda!)
Rooms: Expectations vs. Reality (Oh Boy):
The room… well, it was a room. "Rooms sanitized between stays" and "room sanitization opt-out available" – good to know, I guess? I'm assuming they used some kind of… stuff. (I swear, I saw a tiny, teeny smear on the mirror, but I may have been hallucinating from lack of sleep.) The view? The parking lot. Glamorous.
Alright, let's dive into the room specifics - it's where things get interesting…
- Available in All Rooms: Air conditioning (thank god!), Alarm clock (who uses those anymore?), Bathrobes (nope!), Bathroom phone (why??), Bathtub (yes!), Blackout curtains (YES! Thank you, sweet blackout curtain gods!), Carpeting (bleh!), Closet (functional), Coffee/tea maker (essential!), Complimentary tea (yay!),
- More Room Stuff: Daily housekeeping (I think it happened, but it was subtle), Desk (needed it!), Extra long bed (didn’t test, but looked comfy enough), Free bottled water (always appreciated!), Hair dryer (worked!), High floor (not high!), In-room safe box (meh), Interconnecting room(s) available (didn't see any kids).
- The List Continues: Internet access – LAN (ha!), Internet access – wireless (that’s what I wanted!), Ironing facilities (never used), Laptop workspace (the desk!), Linens (clean enough!), Mini bar (um, no), Mirror (see above), Non-smoking (thank goodness!), On-demand movies (tried, didn't work), Private bathroom (obviously), Reading light (yay!), Refrigerator (yes!), Safety/security feature (smoke detector and all that),
- Almost There: Satellite/cable channels (decent selection), Scale (why?), Seating area (minimal), Separate shower/bathtub (yes), Shower (fine), Slippers (no way!), Smoke detector (yep), Socket near the bed (score!), Sofa (nix), Soundproofing (barely), Telephone (for emergencies!), Toiletries (basic), Towels (also basic),
- Finishing Up: Umbrella (where?), Visual alarm (didn't check, hope not!), Wake-up service (tried to avoid it!), Wi-Fi free, Window that opens (yes! But the view was… the parking lot. I’m over it.)
The Wi-Fi Saga (Prepare Yourself):
Okay, this deserves its own rant. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" the website screamed. And it was… technically true. The signal? Like a very faint whisper across a crowded dance floor. It was CONSTANTLY buffering. I could barely check my email. Forget streaming anything. My internal scream was loud. I thought I'd escaped the dial-up era, but apparently, I was back! I mean, I managed to get some internet, but it was SLOW. And there was no internet [LAN] option. So, yeah. Wi-Fi… It was there, maybe.
On-Site Amenities… (A Mixed Bag):
- Breakfast (Let's Talk About This): "Breakfast [buffet]" was advertised. I braced myself. I walked into a small room, and there it was: the breakfast situation. "Asian breakfast" (nope!) "Asian cuisine in restaurant" (also nope!). "Breakfast in room" was not available. "Breakfast takeaway service" (didn't see it). "Buffet in restaurant". Was it a "Buffet"? It tried to be. I'll just say this: individually-wrapped pastries, questionable-looking scrambled eggs, and the coffee… oh, the coffee. I would rather have brewed my own cup in the room. Let's just say I walked away hungry… and slightly traumatized. I ended up grabbing some granola bars I had in my bag. "Western breakfast" it was not!
- Pool Area/Relaxation (The Hopeful Side): They had a pool. An outdoor swimming pool. Didn’t use it. Didn’t look particularly enticing. There was no pool with a view, and certainly no poolside bar. My dreams crushed.
- Fitness Center: Nope. Just kidding! Well, there was nothing.
- Other Services & Conveniences: They had a convenience store, but I did not use. The front desk was 24-hour, which is convenient. Cashless payment was an option. Luggage storage. That's about it.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Mostly a Void):
- Restaurants: Literally none. Zero. Zilch.
- Bar: Nope.
- Snack Bar: Nope. Seriously, bring your own snacks!
- Coffee Shop: See "breakfast."
- Food Delivery: I didn’t order food, but I’m guessing you could.
Cleanliness and Safety (The Bare Minimum, I Swear):
- Cleanliness: The room felt clean-ish. They said they used "anti-viral cleaning products" and had "daily disinfection in common areas." I sincerely hoped they did.
- Safety: "CCTV in common areas," "CCTV outside property," "Fire extinguisher," "Smoke alarms" – all the basics. They appeared to have basic safety and security features.
- Hand sanitizer? Yeah, I think they had some.
Things to Do in Canon City (Not the Hotel's Fault):
Canon City itself is beautiful. There's lots to do! The Royal Gorge Bridge is breathtaking. I got back to the hotel in time for the sunset, but I wasn't sure which hotel-related thing to do next. There was a good deal of outdoor venue opportunities (or that's what I saw). I'm pretty sure I saw a proposal spot (or a place where one could). I would have, but there was no couple's room.
Overall Emotional Reaction (The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly):
Look, it wasn't a disaster. It was a place to sleep. It had a bed. It had… well, you read the list. I wasn't thrilled. I wasn't horrified. I was mostly just… underwhelmed. The word "unbelievable" did not enter my mind, unless it was followed by the word "disappointment."
The Verdict (The Climax!):
Would I stay there again? Hmmm… If I absolutely had to? Maybe. If the price was ridiculously low and I was just looking for a place to crash for
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into a chaotic, imperfect, and hopefully hilarious trip to… drumroll …Canon City, Colorado! And the epicenter of our adventure? The glorious, the slightly-worn, the surprisingly comfortable, Super 8 by Wyndham. Let's get this show on the road!
Canon City Catastrophe: A Super 8 Saga (or, How I Learned to Love the Toilet Paper)
Day 1: Arriving in… where even are we again?
- 1:00 PM: Land in… Denver. Okay, so not in Canon City, but close enough. The drive, oh the drive. Turns out, I'm not a fan of long drives. My bladder, on the other hand, seems to thrive on them. We finally make it to the hotel, Super 8, a bit past 3 PM. The check-in process was smooth. I mean, what can go wrong with a hotel check-in?
- 3:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Unpack, assess the room (mostly for coffee pot functionality – crucial), sigh in relief that the bed is actually a bed and not a pile of questionable fabric. I realized that I'm not sure if the cleaning staff cleaned the room recently.
- 4:30 PM: After a power nap, I decide to go to the grocery store. Since I forgot most of the things I needed.
- 5:30 PM - 9:00 PM: Grab some food, rest. And maybe stare at the ceiling for a while. The ceiling in those kinds of hotels has a weird allure for me.
Day 2: Royal Gorge, Royal Regrets (and Possibly a Squirrel Incident)
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast time! Continental breakfast. Let's just say it's… functional. The coffee is weak enough to make you question the very fabric of reality. The waffles? They're… waffles. Edible, mostly. The best part? Watching the other guests. Always a good time. It's like performance art, disguised as breakfast.
- 9:00 AM: Royal Gorge Bridge & Park. Okay, this is why we came. And yeah, it's pretty damn spectacular. The bridge. The view. The dizzying feeling of looking down… But the crowds! Shudders. It makes me a little claustrophobic.
- 10:00 AM: Skycoaster. YES! Now this is a real thrill. I was sure I would die. I screamed like a banshee, and I don't regret a single hair of it. This really made me feel better.
- 12:00 PM: It's lunchtime! We eat at a restaurant nearby the Royal Gorge Bridge. The food was… fine. Okay, mediocre. It wasn't the worst meal I ever had, but I wouldn't write home about it either.
- 1:00 PM: The Royal Gorge Train. A scenic train ride, a relaxing way to see the canyon. And it's… fine. I can't believe I have so much energy left!
- 3:00 PM: We went back to the hotel and I laid down for a nap.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner. The steak was perfectly done, and I felt like I actually had some vacation time.
- 7:00 PM: I decided to watch television in my room. The channels weren't really helping, but I was a bit tired.
- 8:00 PM: I went to bed, I was ready to sleep through the night.
Day 3: Penitentiary, Pancakes, and the Perils of Packing
- 9:00 AM: Oh sweet, sweet breakfast! This time, I skipped the waffles and went straight for the questionable fruit salad. Decisions, decisions. Seriously, it was all a blur of beige and blandness.
- 10:00 AM: Canon City's Royal Gorge Regional Museum and History Center. Honestly? I found it a bit boring. It was too much reading for my liking, but I appreciate the history. There was not much to see.
- 1:00 PM: Royal Gorge Route Railroad. Okay, okay, another train? Fine. I went and it was alright. The train ride was a bit better this time, so I was happy.
- 3:00 PM: I went back to the hotel and just stayed there.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. I wanted to explore more, but I was comfortable.
- 8:00 PM: I went to bed, ready for the trip home.
Day 4: Departure: The Toilet Paper Revelation
- 8:00 AM: I woke up for the final breakfast. I've decided to not try anything new.
- 9:00 AM: Check out. Goodbye, Super 8! You definitely have your quirks, but so do I, so we were a perfect match. The toilet paper was… well, let's just say I'm no longer the same person.
- 10:00 AM: Drive back to the airport.
- 12:00 PM: The airport was a nightmare, but I made it. The return trip was a lot better.
- 2:00 PM: Land at home.
Final Thoughts:
Canon City? Not exactly a rollercoaster of excitement, but hey, that's the charm. The Super 8? It's a place, and it's comfortable. The memories? Priceless (or maybe, like, eighty bucks a night). Would I do it again? Maybe. But next time, I'm bringing my own damn pillow. And maybe some decent coffee. And definitely, definitely a bigger suitcase for all the weird souvenirs I’ll inevitably find.
And the toilet paper? Well, let's just say I've gained a newfound respect for the small things in life. And a healthy fear of the next continental breakfast. Until next trip!
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Canon City Getaway: Your Burning Super 8 Questions (and My Somewhat Unhinged Answers!)
Okay, so... Super 8 in Canon City? Is it, like, actually *good*? And what are these "unbelievable deals" everyone's blabbering about?
Alright, let's be real. "Good" is a relative term, like "delicious" after a week of trail mix. Super 8 in the grand scheme of lodging? It's... functional. Think dependable but maybe not Instagram-worthy. The deals? THAT'S the hook. I'm talking *seriously* cheap. I once snagged a room for the price of a decent pizza. A PIZZA. And look, I love pizza. But a roof over my head, AC blasting, and a lukewarm continental breakfast? Suddenly, pizza can wait.
My first time? Let's just say I was skeptical. Canon City? Sounds like a Wild West saloon brawl waiting to happen. But, I was broke. And the price? *Whispers* Okay, it was under $50 a night. I packed *everything*, expecting the worst. Then I got there... and it wasn't the worst. It was... fine. Clean-ish. The AC worked. And the pool? Well, it *looked* clean. I might have dipped a toe in, just to test the waters. (Pun. Intended. Sorry.)
What's the *actual* deal with the Continental Breakfast? Don't lie to me. Is it... edible?
Oh, the breakfast. Ah, the breakfast. Okay, the expectations are… lowered. Significantly. Think of it as a social experiment in tolerance. You've got your pre-packaged muffins (which, let's be honest, are probably a biohazard by 10 am). The questionable "fruit" – usually, a bruised banana and an apple that looks like it’s been through a war. Cereal? The kind that crunches like Styrofoam. Coffee? Let’s just say it fuels the existential dread of your travels.
BUT! And this is a big ‘but’ (said like a dramatic movie trailer), there's a certain… *charm* to it. A camaraderie among the caffeine-deprived guests. You bond over the shared struggle of trying to find something edible, while simultaneously judging the guy in his slippers filling up three Styrofoam cups of coffee. It's... an experience.
Pro Tip: pack your own granola bars. Trust me.
What's the pool like? Is it… you know… chlorinated enough to keep the monsters away?
The pool… ah, the pool. Okay, I’m going to be brutally honest. It's… compact. And I'm almost certain the chlorine levels are checked with a prayer and a suspicious glance. BUT. Listen. Especially if you’re traveling with kids (or just a big kid at heart, like yours truly), it's a *lifesaver.* After a day of exploring the Royal Gorge (which, by the way, is breathtaking), a quick dip, even in slightly-suspicious water, feels… good. REALLY good.
I recall one trip… it was scorching, like, "melting asphalt" hot. My kids were *screaming* about being bored. And the pool? Let's just say it wasn't Olympic-sized and the tiles had seen better days. But they splashed, they shrieked with laughter (mostly at the water temperature), and for a glorious hour, I sat in a strategically placed lounge chair, a lukewarm soda in hand, and *breathed.* It wasn't pristine. It wasn't fancy. But it was pure, unadulterated, cheap-hotel bliss.
And, hey, the chlorine *probably* kept the monsters away. Probably.
Is it, like, noisy? I need to sleep. I'm a very delicate sleeper.
Okay, delicate sleeper, I feel you. Noisy hotels are the bane of my existence. Honestly? It *can* be noisy. Think slamming doors, the cheerful chatter of families up way too early, the occasional rumble of a passing truck. It really depends on your room, and the other guests. My pro tip, ask for a room away from the pool if kids are a concern. Also, pack earplugs. Seriously. Invest in some good ones. They are a lifesaver. Or… listen. This is kinda weird, but… white noise apps? They can work wonders. Sometimes I forget the world exists when I listen to a good rainstorm on my phone.
One time, I was trying to sleep before going for a hike at the Royal Gorge Bridge. I had the white noise on, the earplugs in, AND I swear someone was trying to play the entire tuba score of Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries. Through the wall! I swear… I swear I'm not exaggerating. I gave up, grabbed some coffee, and went and watched the sunrise instead. Silver lining, I saw a herd of bighorn sheep. Totally worth it.
Are there places to eat nearby? I get hangry. Very hangry.
Yes! Blessedly, yes! Canon City offers a decent selection of eateries. From fast food joints (because, let's be honest, sometimes you just need a burger and fries) to some surprisingly good local restaurants. You've got your casual options, your slightly fancier options… it's not exactly a Michelin-star destination, but trust me, you won't starve.
My personal recommendation? Ask the front desk. Seriously. They often know the hidden gems. I once got the inside scoop on a tiny little Mexican place that had the *best* chili rellenos I've ever tasted. (My mouth waters just thinking about it.) Or, if you're feeling adventurous, just drive around. You'll find something. Be warned: some places will be closed on Sundays. Always something I seem to forget.
Okay, but seriously, are there bed bugs? I'm phobic.
Look, I understand the bed bug paranoia. We all have it, don’t we? The thought of those tiny vampires…shudder. Okay, I can't give you a 100% guarantee. No one can. But I have stayed at this Super 8 a few times, and I haven’t encountered any myself. I always check. Lift the sheets, look under the mattress. It’s a ritual. A slightly-obsessive ritual. But it gives me peace of mind.
Here's what I do. I *always* check the bed. I even check the headboard. And I *never* put my suitcase on the bed. Keep it on the luggage rack. That’s just good practice, no matter where you stay. Beyond that? Pray. And maybe pack some of those bed bug spray things. (Though, I’m not sure how effective they are.) It's a gamble, travelling. But I’ve found… it’s worth it.
Alright, let's say I'm convinced. What's the best way to make sure I get the *best* "unbelievable deal"?
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