Unbelievable Deals! Kent, OH Wyndham Super 8: Your Dream Getaway Awaits!
Unbelievable Deals! Kent, OH Wyndham Super 8: My Wild Ride (and Surprisingly Nice Stay!)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, 'cause I'm about to lay down the truth about the Wyndham Super 8 in Kent, Ohio. "Your Dream Getaway Awaits!" the brochure chirped. Dream? Maybe. Getaway? Definitely. But "Unbelievable?" That’s where things get…interesting.
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- Title: Unbelievable Deals! Kent, OH Wyndham Super 8: My Honest Review (No Holds Barred!)
First Impressions: The Arrival and the "Welcome"
Pulling up, it's a Super 8, okay? You already know the aesthetic. Function over form, maybe? The exterior? Let's go with… serviceable. The entrance? Standard hotel entry, with lots of parking…which is always a plus. And yes, FREE parking. Score!
The check-in process? Smooth. And, a huge plus: Contactless check-in/out. That's a win in the current climate, folks! The front desk staff was… fine. Not overly bubbly, not rude. Efficient. And hey, there's a 24-hour front desk. That's important, especially if you're arriving late or, like me, forget to pack your toothbrush at 3 AM.
Accessibility:
Listen, accessibility is HUGE for me (and should be for everyone!). I was happy to see they actually thought about that. Wheelchair accessible throughout the main areas, and the elevator worked! I didn't test every single room (obviously), but the common areas are pretty navigable. And, from what I could see, they had some rooms specifically designed for guests with disabilities. Big thumbs up there.
Rooms: Cleanliness & Comfort - The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Weird
My room? Standard motel room fare. But! And this is a big but: Rooms sanitized between stays. They're trying to care about cleanliness! I noticed a small sign indicating thorough cleaning and disinfection. I like that. And the Room sanitization opt-out available offer, that’s a respectful touch, too.
- Available in all rooms: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – wireless (Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!), Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Smoke detector, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], were all available.
The Air conditioning worked. The Blackout curtains? Vital. Needed that sleep! The Coffee/tea maker was a welcome addition for that morning jolt. The bed? Comfy enough. Not cloud-nine level, but I slept. Bonus: The Internet access – wireless (Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!). Speed? Passable. Got the job done. And YES! The Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! was the best.
Now for the slightly less stellar stuff… The bathroom? A little…tired. The carpet? Showing its age, but thankfully clean. My room had a slightly…musty smell. Nothing too offensive, mind you, but definitely present. I was thinking, if I’m gonna stay, maybe I'll open that window…? But I didn’t. Too afraid of the outside world.
The Amenities: Promise vs. Potential (and My Disappointment)
Okay, here's where the "Unbelievable" part gets a bit of a stretch. The brochure promised a lot.
- Fitness center: I briefly checked it out. Small, but functional, with some basic equipment. I think. I'm not a gym rat, so it looked okay.
- Swimming pool: Ah, the pool! And Swimming pool [outdoor]. The brochure photos had this glorious, sparkling pool, and I wanted this refreshing swim. I was so thirsty, my throat hurt just looking at the pictures. When I got to the pool? Closed. Because reasons. I was so bummed! I went to my room, and looked at the brochures… and sighed. (Okay, it was early during my stay).
- Breakfast: Breakfast [buffet]. Now, the breakfast was… well, it was breakfast. Breakfast [buffet]. Standard hotel fare. Cereal, toast, some sort of questionable scrambled eggs (I passed on those). Breakfast takeaway service was an option, though, if you were in a rush. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was hot. That's all I can honestly say.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure
Didn’t eat in the restaurant, although it offered Breakfast [buffet], and Coffee/tea in restaurant. There was a Snack bar, and a Convenience store nearby.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
Daily housekeeping: Gotta love it!
- Air conditioning in public area: Always appreciated.
- Cash withdrawal: Handy.
- Concierge: Didn't need one, but nice to know.
- Laundry service: Score! Essential for the travelling slob like myself.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], - Always welcome!
My Stream-of-Consciousness Moment: My quest for the Perfect Cup I actually went on a personal quest for the perfect cup of coffee in Kent, Ohio. The Super 8’s coffee was…fine. But I needed more. It was a mission! I wandered out into the cold Ohio air, armed with nothing but a thirst for caffeine. I sought out local cafes, tried their lattes, and eventually found this amazing little place with a barista who understood the nuances of a perfectly pulled shot of espresso. The hotel? A little rough, but the coffee? Pure, delicious, caffeinated salvation.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Important Stuff
Anti-viral cleaning products. That they're even trying to go above and beyond is a huge plus! I saw staff wiping down surfaces. Hand sanitizer readily available. Daily disinfection in common areas. All reassuring!
Staff trained in safety protocol. Good. Really, really good.
Getting Around:
- Car park [free of charge] & Car park [on-site]: Easy access. No stress.
- Taxi service: Available if needed.
- Airport transfer: Not sure about this one, but probably worth a look.
For the Kids:
- Family/child friendly - I didn't see any kids running around when I was there, but it seems like they'd accommodate them.
- Babysitting service - (Probably unavailable, as with most Super 8 hotels).
The Verdict: Unbelievable? Maybe Not. But… Worth It?
Look, the Wyndham Super 8 in Kent isn't the Ritz-Carlton. It's a budget-friendly option, and you need to go into it with that mindset. Smoke detector, Fire extinguisher, CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property are installed, which is great.
The amenities are basic, but the room was functional, and the staff were helpful. The free Wi-Fi was great. The free parking? A lifesaver. The location? Excellent, if you’re in Kent for a reason (I was there for… well, that's a story for another time!).
Would I stay there again? Honestly? Probably. The price was right, it was clean-ish, and it got the job done. It's not a "dream getaway," but it's a decent, practical option. And hey, if you're on a quest for the perfect cup, Kent, Ohio might surprise you. Just don't expect miracles.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because we're about to embark on a whirlwind trip…to Kent, Ohio. Prepare for the Super 8 shuffle, the deep-fried delights, and the existential dread of being in… Kent. Here we go.
A Kent, Ohio Odyssey: A Super 8 Saga (and a Few Regrets)
(Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and the Unbeatable Charm of the Super 8…Seriously)
- 1:30 PM: Arrive at Akron-Canton Airport (CAK). Okay, first impression? It’s… small. Like, “couldn’t-find-a-gate-so-I’ll-just-sit-on-a-bench-and-stare-at-the-ceiling” small. Grab a rental car. The Hertz guy gave me a look that said, “You’re going to Kent, why?” I just smiled. What else could I do?
- 2:30 PM: Drive to Super 8 by Wyndham Kent/Akron Area. The exterior? Standard Super 8. Beige. Familiar. Comforting in its utterly forgettable-ness. Check in. The lady at the front desk had that weary, seen-it-all glaze in her eyes. I get it. We're all just trying to survive.
- 3:00 PM: Check into my room. Instantly, I feel a mix of relief and… disappointment? It's clean, at least. The floral patterned bedspread is a blast from the past. The air conditioner is humming. It's exactly what I expected, and yet… it’s not what I hoped for. There's a weird smell. Like… old carpet and slightly-stale donuts.
- 3:30 PM: Exploring. The immediate area surrounding the Super 8? Strip malls. Parking lots. A Taco Bell. My stomach rumbles. Is this what dreams are made of? Okay, that's harsh. Needed some water, so i went to the vending machine. Realized I had no cash, so I went back to the room.
- 4:00 PM: Decided to start on some work in the room. Ah, the joys of a questionable internet connection in a budget motel. The WiFi is slower than watching paint dry. I attempt to work, but the thought of the rest of the trip is more interesting.
- 5:00 PM: Snack Time. I had brought some cereal bars and instant coffee, which are the staple of all good vacations. I took a few bites, and looked out the window. Nothing to see.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant: Ray's Place. The place had a fantastic vibe. The food was decent, nothing special. It's a college town, so the music was loud and the energy was high. It felt like a good start to the trip.
- 7:30 PM: Back to the Super 8. Watched late night TV. I drifted in and out of sleep, the hum of the AC a constant, monotonous lullaby. The floral bedspread seemed to be judging me.
- 9:00 PM: Attempted to sleep. The pillows were… firm. And the air conditioner made a noise like a dying robot. I tossed and turned. Felt a pang of sadness looking at the TV remote. It had seen a lot of life.
- 10:00 PM: Gave up on sleep. Started to plan the next day.
(Day 2: Kent State, a Blast from the Past, and a Deep Dive into a Pizza Hellscape)
- 8:00 AM: "Breakfast" at the Super 8: The complimentary breakfast. AKA, a glorified carb-fest. The eggs, I think, came from a lab. The waffles were… well, they were waffles. The coffee? Burned. But hey, it was free. So, I choked it down and ate it.
- 9:00 AM: Head to Kent State University. The campus itself is pretty, actually. The architecture is interesting. I try to imagine myself as student. I cannot. There's a palpable sense of history here, good and bad. The shadow of 1970 lingers (it has to, right?). I stood on the campus lawn and just… felt things. Profound things. Like, "Wow, it's cold."
- 11:00 AM: Walking around downtown Kent. Quirky shops, vintage stores. A few too many vape shops. Reminds me of my youth, minus the college students. The town is struggling, you can see it in the empty storefronts. The air has a certain melancholy.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at… I can't remember the name of it. Pizza.
- THE PIZZA EXPERIENCE (A DEEP DIVE): Okay, this warrants a full, unedited paragraph. This pizza place, let's just call it "Pizza Dungeon," was bad. Like, genuinely, stomach-churningly, what-have-I-done-to-deserve-this bad. The crust was like cardboard. The sauce tasted like it came from a can that had been sitting in a shed since the Nixon administration. And the cheese… oh, the cheese. It was a congealed, greasy, flavorless monstrosity that clung to the roof of my mouth like a bad memory. I think I took one slice, and then I just… stared at it. The other customers didn't seem to mind. This has to be a local thing, right? A cult of the terrible slice? I paid the bill, left a pitiful tip, and fled. I'm still traumatized.
- 2:00 PM: Needed to do something, anything, to erase the pizza horror from my mind. Went to a local park. Found a bench. Sat in the sun. Read for an hour. Felt a little better, but the ghost of that pizza still haunts my taste buds.
- 3:30 PM: Back to the Super 8. Avoided the vending machine this time.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at a different place. It was good. Decent food. I had a beer to flush out the pizza.
- 7:30 PM: Early night, because, let's be honest, this trip has been emotionally draining. The bedspread is calling me.
- 8:00 PM: Watch TV, stare at the ceiling, plan my escape.
(Day 3: Departure, Reflections, and the Super 8 Farewell)
- 8:00 AM: The Egg Apocalypse: Breakfast at the Super 8, once again. I bravely tried the eggs that were offered. They were… vaguely egg-shaped. I choked them down.
- 9:00 AM: Check out. The front desk lady gave me a knowing look. "You okay, hon?" I smiled and nodded. We're survivors, us Super 8 dwellers.
- 9:30 AM: Drive to Akron-Canton Airport. The Hertz guy still looked at me with suspicion.
- 10:30 AM: TSA. Annoying as always.
- 12:00 PM: On the plane.
- 1:00 PM: Back home.
- 1:00 PM: Reflecting: Kent, Ohio. A place of… contradictions? A place that challenged my expectations in ways I never imagined. The Super 8 was, as always, a perfectly imperfect haven. The pizza… well, let's just say I'll need therapy. Did it change my life? Probably not. But it gave me a story to tell. And sometimes, isn't that enough?
- Final Thoughts: If anyone asks, "Would you go back to Kent, Ohio?" I'd probably say… "Maybe." But next time, I’m bringing my own pizza. And maybe a hazmat suit.
So, "Unbelievable Deals!"… Really? Is this some sort of… scam? My Uncle Jerry has trust issues, you know.
Alright, let's be brutally honest. My gut reaction? Yeah, kinda sus, right? My first thought was, "Is this where dreams *go* to die?" But look, it’s a Super 8. It's Kent, OH. It *can't* be THAT bad, can it? Well, maybe. But it *is* a deal. They're probably trying to fill rooms. And Uncle Jerry, bless his skeptical heart, probably needs a getaway more than anyone (mostly away from *you*). So, do your research, check reviews. But yeah… probably not a scam. Just… a Super 8. In Kent. Let that sink in.
What kind of "dream getaway" are we actually talking about here? Romantic escape? Family fun? Corporate retreat gone horribly wrong?
Okay, hold on to your expectations, because they're about to do a swan dive into reality. "Dream getaway"? That's a VERY generous description. Think of it as more of a… *strategic pause* in the relentless march of everyday life. Romantic escape? Only if your idea of romance is aggressively mediocre continental breakfast and the faint smell of chlorine. Family fun? Potentially. Kids are pretty easy to please, especially if they're promised a pool (see below). Corporate retreat? Pray for earplugs. You've been warned. Seriously though, pack a pillow. The dream is *your* pillow.
The pool, because let's face it, everyone's asking. Is the pool…pool-y? Like, actually swimmable?
THE POOL. Oh, the pool. Okay, I confess. That’s the first thing I Google-Earth-ed. *Did* it have a pool? The rumors. The whispers. (Okay, fine, the website photos). Okay. It HAS a pool. The question is… is it a *functioning* pool? Is it… clean? I’m picturing my kids’ faces when I told them about the *pool* and my blood pressure is already rising. I NEED TO KNOW. My suggestion? *Call*. Just… call and ask about the filtration system. And then, pray.
Breakfast! Is that the advertised continental breakfast? What's on the menu, you know, for the… experienced traveler?
Ah, breakfast. The moment of truth. The crucible where hopes and expectations go to be… *Continental'd*. Yeah, it's continental. Think… a sad display of pre-packaged pastries, artificially flavored instant oatmeal that *might* contain actual oats, and coffee that probably *was* coffee at some point… probably several years ago. DON'T get your hopes up. My advice? Pack your own granola bars. And maybe a flask of… whatever gets you through the day. I did that once in a Motel 6 in Nebraska, and it saved my sanity. And the granola bars. ALWAYS granola bars.
Okay, tell me about the *smells*. Seriously, what kind of olfactory experience am I in for?
The smells. Oh, the *smells*. This is where things get… interesting. You've got the potential for the classic hotel scent-scape: a cocktail of chlorine, cleaning products desperately trying to mask other, more… *lived-in* aromas. Mold. Old carpet. The unmistakable whiff of… something that *used* to be a pet. There's also the lingering memory of the cigarette smoke of decades long gone. I'm bracing myself now. My last Super 8 experience, the air tasted like… *dreams gone wrong.* Pack a candle. Or three.
Are the beds… you know… bed-like?
Beds. The ultimate gamble. Will it be a hard, lumpy surface that feels like sleeping on a stack of bricks, or will it be a slightly worn, but surprisingly comfortable, haven? You could get either. The luck of the draw is high. Sometimes, you get lucky, and it feels like a cloud. Other times… well, bring a back brace. It really depends. And I've learned to be prepared for BOTH. I once shared a bed with a guy who snored like a chainsaw, and the bed felt like a trampoline made of rocks! So yeah, pray to the bed gods.
"Unbelievable Deals!" What exactly *is* "unbelievable" about these the deals? Are they genuinely *good*? Or just… exist?
Here's the thing, right? "Unbelievable" is a word. We'll call it that. But "good"? That's subjective. It depends on your definition of "good." Are you looking for luxury? Forget about it. But are you looking for a place to rest your weary head, maybe escape the screaming kids for a couple of hours, and not completely bankrupt yourself doing it? Then yeah… potentially. Look at the price per night. Compare it to other options in the area. Are you saving a significant amount? Are you getting a decent room with a bed (hopefully)? Then yeah, "unbelievable" in the sense that it's a deal that helps you *achieve the level of rest needed for a mid-level crisis*. Okay, fine. It's probably just… cheap. But sometimes cheap is all you need. Sometimes, cheap is a beautiful thing. Sigh. I hope it is.
Are there nearby attractions? Is there anything to *do* in Kent, OH? Besides, you know, *existing*?
Okay, Kent, OH. Let's be real. It's not Paris. It's not Vegas. But… it *is* in Ohio. Which means… there's potentially a lot to do. Probably. I'll be honest, that’s the element I'm actually least worried about. Do some research. Check out local events. You're probably in driving distance of… something. A park? A quirky diner? A really good thrift store? Someone's gotta have an opinion on the best burger in town! You might just find *something* you like. Or, at the very least, a story to tell. And honestly, isn't that what it's all about?
I keep hearing the phrase "KENT STATE" thrown around. What's with that? Will I be overrun by college kids?
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