Potosi Getaway: Book Your Dream Stay at Super 8!
Potosi Getaway: Super 8 – My Honest (and Slightly Messy) Review!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I just got back from a stay at the Super 8 in Potosi, and let me tell you, it was… an experience. More like a series of experiences. And you're getting ALL of them, the good, the bad, and the "wait, what was that?" This is my brutally honest, no-holds-barred review. Consider yourselves warned.
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Getting Started (and the "Uh Oh" Moment):
First impressions? Well, Potosi itself is charmingly… quaint. The Super 8, however, definitely isn't trying to compete with the Ritz. It's a Super 8. You know the drill. But hey, I'm not fancy! I just wanted a comfortable stay and access to the important things… You know, clean sheets, hot water, and maybe, maybe, a decent cup of coffee.
Accessibility: The Good & The "Almost":
Alright, let's talk accessibility. This is important. The hotel claims accessible rooms, which is fantastic. The front desk seemed helpful enough, and the elevator was blessedly functional (always a plus!). However, getting around the parking lot with anyone using a wheelchair could be a bit of a challenge - it was a bit bumpy, and the ramps weren't always the smoothest. Just a little heads-up for those who might need it.
Rooms & Creature Comforts: My Sanctuary (Most of the Time…)
Okay, here's where things got interesting. My room? Pretty standard Super 8 fare. (Available in all rooms: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.)
- Air conditioning: Thank. God. It was sweltering outside.
- Coffee/tea maker: Essential for a grumpy morning person like myself.
- Desk: Came in handy for my important laptop work-related activities (ahem, mostly browsing cat videos.)
- (Smoke detector, fire extinguisher, etc.) Now that's just a relief
- Free Wi-Fi: Score! (But more on that later…)
I appreciated the bathtub, because, let's face it, a long soak is always a good idea after a long road trip. The bed? Surprisingly comfy. Bonus points for the blackout curtains. Sleep is sacred, people.
Cleanliness & Safety: Hoping for the Best…
Look, I'm not expecting sterile perfection, but I do appreciate clean. The rooms sanitized between stays, felt alright, even with me being a bit of a germaphobe. (Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Rooms sanitized between stays, Staff trained in safety protocol)
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere! I approve.
Breakfast (or the Saga of the Questionable Waffles):
Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast takeaway service, Asian breakfast, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Western breakfast,
This is where things went off the rails, a bit… The Super 8's free breakfast? Let's just say it was an… experience.
The Waffles: The waffle machine was an absolute beast - a relic of a bygone era. Half the time, I managed to create perfectly golden discs of joy. The other half? Burnt offerings that smelled faintly of despair. I even saw someone almost set off the smoke alarm with one. I'm not exaggerating!
The "Coffee": That coffee… Wow. It tasted like regret. I tried to doctor it up with cream and sugar, but it was a lost cause.
Pool, Fitness Center, and Relaxation (or Attempted Relaxation):
(Sauna, Spa, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor],
The outdoor pool was decent, but more of a "dip" rather than a swim. The fitness center? Let's just say it was… compact. The sauna and steamroom were not in use.
Dining & Drinking (or Where to Get Actual Food):
(A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant)
The hotel does have a bar, but I figured it was best if I stayed out, unless I want to have some of that coffee.
- Food Delivery: I ordered food delivery a couple of nights and was able to enjoy it while staying in my room.
Services & Conveniences: The Bare Essentials:
(Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Indoor venue for special events, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center)
- Daily housekeeping: Appreciated. My room definitely needed it after my waffle escapades.
- Concierge: I think they didn't have one.
- Elevator: Thank goodness!
The "Meh" Moments:
- Internet Access: The provided Wi-Fi [free] was sometimes spotty, and I spent a good chunk of the first day trying to get a decent signal. It was enough to cause my usual, "are you kidding me?!" reaction.
- No Pets allowed: If I were to bring my dog with me, I couldn't.
- Car Park [free of charge]: Parking was ample.
Bottom Line: Super 8 in Potosi – Would I Go Back?
Look, it's a Super 8. It's not perfect. But for the price, it was perfectly adequate. I'd go back if I needed a place to crash for a night while in Potosi. It had the basics, the staff was friendly enough, and, despite the waffle machine drama, I survived!
Rating: 6.5/10. Could be better, but it's also hard to be too critical, given the price and the location. It's perfect for a short, inexpensive stay. Just pack your own coffee!
Escape to Paradise: Your Fiesta Inn Mérida Awaits!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. We're diving headfirst into the (probably slightly stained) heart of Potosi, Missouri, at the illustrious Super 8. Prepare for a trip that's less "perfectly planned" and more "hold on tight, this could get interesting."
Trip Title: Super 8 Shenanigans & Small-Town Soul Searching (aka, Surviving Potosi)
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Regret (Just Kidding… Mostly)
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Super 8. Okay, the parking lot smells faintly of… well, I can't quite put my finger on it. But let's just say, "ambiance" isn't the first word that springs to mind. Check-in. Hopefully, the room isn't a horror show. Praying for no bed bugs and maybe a functioning TV remote. (Emotional Reaction: Nervous anticipation. Is this the start of a great adventure, or am I about to star in a low-budget remake of Psycho? Only time will tell.)
- 1:30 PM: Room inspection. Okay, it's… adequate. The carpet looks like it's seen more foot traffic than the Appalachian Trail, and the wallpaper is… questionable. But hey, clean sheets! And the AC works! Small victories, people. Small victories. (Quirky Observation: Is that a stain on the ceiling? I'm choosing to believe it's a shadow of a particularly majestic cloud.)
- 2:00 PM: Reconnaissance mission. Time to venture out and discover what Potosi has to offer. First stop: Walmart. Gotta stock up on snacks. And maybe a spray disinfectant. You know, just in case. (Rambling Thought: I wonder if they have those little travel-sized bottles of bleach? Probably not. Potosi is all about real living.)
- 3:00 PM: Attempt to find the local coffee shop. This is crucial. Caffeine is the fuel of adventure! After a quick Google search and asking a local, I head to ???. The coffee is a hit or miss. (Stronger Emotional Reaction: Thank God the coffee is okay. The thought of another instant packet from the hotel room is giving me the chills.)
- 4:00 PM: Explore the town square. Potosi's town square is a charming snapshot of small-town America, featuring a historic courthouse and a few shops. Maybe I'll even brave a local cafe. (Opinionated Language: The historical architecture is definitely the saving grace around here, and thank goodness it’s beautiful. Otherwise I'd be very unhappy)
- 6:00 PM: Dinner! Found a local diner. Ordered the special: fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Let's just say it wasn't fancy. But the portions were generous. (Honest Assessment: This place is like a hug from a slightly overweight aunt. Comforting, maybe a little overwhelming, but undeniably genuine.)
- 8:00 PM: Back to the Super 8. TV time! Flipping through the channels and maybe a bit of people-watching from the window. (Don't judge me!) (Messy Structure: Okay, is that… a raccoon? Nope. Just a particularly large cat. Good night world!)
Day 2: History, Hiccups & Heartbreak (Well, Maybe Just Minor Disappointment)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Breakfast at the Super 8: waffles. (Surprisingly edible!) (Stream-of-Consciousness: Waffles really are a miracle food, considering how much they look like construction cones.)
- 9:00 AM: Visit the Washington County Historical Society. This is the designated "learn something" part of the trip. Hopefully, it’s not too dusty. (Emotional Reaction: Found out a lot! I'm a tiny bit more interested in the history of Potosi than I was an hour ago. Who knew?)
- 11:00 AM: Another cup of coffee. This is becoming a vital part of my plan.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a local barbecue joint. Okay, this is where things get interesting. The barbecue is good. The conversation with the waitress, however, veers into slightly uncomfortable territory. She seems very interested in my marital status. (Messy Structure: "So, you single, honey?" Uh, let's just say I'm "traveling solo" and leave it at that.)
- 2:00 PM: A small hike. This is where I planned a hike, but I discover a minor problem: No reliable hiking trails. (Honest Assessment: It turns out, there wasn't an exciting hike plan. Now I’m just driving around.)
- 4:00 PM: Back to base camp (aka, the Super 8). Pool time! Okay, the pool is… green. Let’s just say I wouldn't be surprised to find a prehistoric swamp creature lurking in the depths. Decided to pass. (Rambling Thought: Maybe I should have packed my hazmat suit?)
- 5:00 PM: Headed to the Dollar General to resupply snacks and a maybe a bottle of wine. (Messy Structure: I'm going to start this bottle on the way back to the hotel.)
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a restaurant. This time at Mama Mia’s. Okay, it's not Mama Mia's, but there isn’t a huge selection to choose from. Pasta and a side of local gossip with my meal. (Humorous observation: I've become the outsider in Potosi. Good for my self esteem! Oh well, I got a great meal.)
- 9:00 PM: Early night. TV, book, and the faint hum of the AC.
Day 3: Departure & Reflections (Maybe a Tear or Two)
- 8:00 AM: Farewell breakfast at the Super 8. Waffles again. (Hey, consistent is good, right?)
- 9:00 AM: Final walk around town. One last chance to soak it all in.
- 10:00 AM: Check out. Said goodbye to the front desk, a quick “See ya later”, and hit the road.
- 11:00 AM: The drive. Feeling both sadness and a hint of relief. It was an experience. Potosi, you were… something.
- 1:00 PM: Arrive back home. Unpack. Start thinking about the next adventure. (Stronger Emotional Reaction: I'm actually a little sad to leave. Potosi wasn't perfect, far from it even, but it was real. And sometimes, that's all you need.)
Post-Trip Thoughts:
Potosi, Missouri, and the Super 8. They're not for the faint of heart. They're not for people who demand perfection. But they have a certain… je ne sais quoi. They're honest. They're a bit rough around the edges. And they left a mark. Would I go back? Maybe. Would I recommend it? Definitely. Just, you know, maybe pack some extra hand sanitizer. And a sense of adventure. You'll need it.
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So, Super 8 in Potosi... Is it actually a 'Getaway'? Sounds a bit... well, Super 8.
Okay, look, let's be real. Potosi isn't exactly the Maldives. And "Getaway"? I mean, the Super 8 website is probably written by someone with a serious thesaurus fetish trying to sell you on the idea of luxurious solitude. But *hear me out*. It's a getaway *from something*, right? For me, it was the constant hum of emails and the existential dread of a deadline. So, yes! A getaway! And honestly? Sometimes the perfectly imperfect is more memorable than the sanitized perfection. Think of it as... Rustic Chic, Potosi style. (Spoiler: there's nothing "chic" about the complimentary continental breakfast, but we'll get to that.)
What's the deal with the complimentary breakfast? Because, I've seen the pictures...
Ah, the legend of the complimentary breakfast. It's a tale of woe and wonder, my friends. Wonder, because, well, *it's free!* Woe, because you'll likely be staring at a lukewarm waffle, a stale donut, and some suspicious orange juice that tastes faintly of disappointment. My advice? Pack your own protein bars, granola, and a strong sense of adventure. I once saw a kid try to make a waffle with like, five packets of those little butter pats. God bless him. It was pure comedic gold. Honestly, the people-watching at the Super 8 breakfast bar is worth the price of admission alone. And the stale donuts? They’re a testament to the enduring power of hope. Or maybe my stomach just wasn't feeling picky that morning.
Are the rooms... clean? My standards are, well, slightly higher than 'motel clean'.
Okay, this is a fair question. Let's say the rooms are... adequately clean. They're not going to win any awards, and you might find a rogue crumb or two, but generally, they're… functional. Look, it's a Super 8. You're not paying for gleaming marble floors and turn-down service. You’re paying for a roof over your head, a vaguely clean bed, and the opportunity to escape whatever it is you need to escape from. I do remember a tiny stain on the carpet – not the end of the world, right? It was more like a shadow of something that *used* to be. It wasn’t a biohazard, at least. And the air conditioning? That thing *worked.* Praise the Lord! Missouri summers are no joke.
What's the Wi-Fi like? Gotta stay connected, you know? At least a little, at least for Instagram.
Ah, connectivity. The double-edged sword of modern existence. The Wi-Fi is... well, let's just say you might experience moments of digital meditation. It’s there. It exists. Sometimes. It might be screaming into the void. Download your essentials beforehand! Honestly, though, I found the occasional digital detox surprisingly pleasant. No Instagram? No problem! (Well, okay, maybe a *little* problem... I *did* miss the thirst traps...) You’re better off focusing on the fact that you are actually, physically *there*. The world doesn't need to know every morsel of your experience, right? (Wrong, but still, try to disconnect!) My phone was a paperweight at one point. I actually looked up, looked *around*, saw the lobby, the people, the air conditioning. That was, to be honest, truly awesome.
Is there anything to *do* in Potosi? Besides stay at Super 8?
Okay, this is where you need to lower your expectations a skosh. Potosi isn't exactly bustling with Michelin-starred restaurants and world-class museums. But that's part of its charm, right? There's a certain... *authenticity* to it. You can explore the historical district, maybe poke around in some antique stores, and definitely, *definitely* check out the courthouse square. It's charming in a sleepy, small-town kind of way. You could go to the local diner. I had a burger once. It wasn’t the best burger I’ve ever had, but it was the *experience* of eating it in the diner that made it special. The waitress, bless her heart, had seen more years than the town itself. You can hike. Mostly, you can... *be*. And that, in a world that's constantly demanding your attention, is pretty darn special. (And yes, I know, I was just complaining about the Wi-Fi, but the point *still* stands!)
What about the pool? Most Super 8s have a pool, right?
The Super 8 pool... ah, yes. The pool. I'll be honest, the pool was… a strong contender for a biohazard. I mean, it *looked* like it hadn’t been cleaned since the Reagan administration. I *think* there were some green things floating in it. Possibly algae; possibly something more terrifying. The sign said "Pool Open." But my instincts screamed, "RUN!" I didn't dare dip a toe. I wouldn't go near it. It was a spectacle of neglect. It was a monument to entropy. But hey, at least the pool *existed*. And I suppose you could *look* at it while you ate your questionable complimentary breakfast. That’s entertainment, no doubt! And I’ve heard stories that the pool isn’t this way *all* the time. Maybe I just hit it on a bad week. You might have better luck than I did! But just... you know... consider the possibility that it might be a health hazard.
So, should I book it? Honestly, is this whole Potosi Getaway a worthwhile trip?
Alright, the million-dollar question. Should you book the Potosi Super 8 Getaway? Look, if you're expecting the Ritz, you'll be disappointed. If you need constant entertainment and pristine perfection, skip it. If you are looking for escape from the ordinary, for an experience, for an adventure, for something a little bit… weird? Then YES. Absolutely, YES! Embrace the imperfections. Laugh at the questionable breakfast. Pretend you can't see the suspicious things in the pool. The Super 8 is not the destination in itself. But sometimes, the journey is the *point*. And sometimes, the journey – and the questionable breakfast – are the most memorable parts of all. Go. Be brave. And tell me all about it when you get back. I'm dying to hear your stories!
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