Escape to Atlanta: Luxury & Comfort Await at La Quinta Douglasville!
Escape to Atlanta: La Quinta Douglasville - My Honest(ish) Take
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just wrestled with an escape to La Quinta Douglasville, and boy, do I have some thoughts. This isn't your polished, corporate-speak review; this is me, raw and caffeinated, spilling the tea (or in this case, the complimentary coffee… which, let's be honest, was closer to brown-tinted water).
Let's Start with the Basics (and the Accessibility Stuff, Because That Matters):
First things first: Accessibility. They claim to have facilities for disabled guests, and that's a promising start. They've got elevators, which is a HUGE plus if you're not keen on climbing stairs (like me, after a particularly enthusiastic buffet experience - more on that later…). I didn't personally assess every nook and cranny for wheelchair accessibility, but I did see ramps and the general vibe felt mostly accommodating. More details on specific room configurations, wheelchair-friendly access to the pool for instance, would have been welcomed on the online description. Honestly, the devil is in the details. I'd suggest calling ahead and grilling them on specifics if you have particular needs.
Rooms: My Temporary Fortress, With Occasional Annoyances
My room? Look, it was… a room. It had a bed, thank GOD. After driving for what felt like an eternity, I needed to collapse somewhere. And it did the job, mostly. The Air Conditioning was a lifesaver - I hate the Georgia humidity more than I hate traffic (which is saying something, trust me). Blackout curtains? Bless their hearts. They actually worked. I’m a light sleeper so that's a big win. Even with the soundproofing, I could still hear the occasional party going on in the hallway.
The mirror was perfect as I got ready for dinner. The Mini bar however, wasn't exactly stocked with the finest selection. This is a minor gripe, though. The bathrobes were a welcome touch – I felt like a celebrity lounging around in them! The Internet access – wireless was… spotty on occasion. I ended up using my phone's hotspot more than I'd like. I did appreciate the Ironing facilities, I mean, who wants to look like they crawled out of a dumpster for a business meeting, right? (I might have looked like I came out of a dumpster after the aforementioned buffet, but that’s another story).
Things to Do (and Not Do) Besides Staring at the Ceiling:
Now, let's get to the good stuff: Things to Do. Okay, so it's not exactly a resort with water slides, but they had a Swimming pool [outdoor]. It looked inviting, but I'm a little shy, so I didn't brave the swimsuit. I've got a body made for comfort and ease, not speedos! They also have a Fitness center. I walked past it. I admired it from afar. I contemplated it… then I had another coffee.
Ways to Relax… they claim to have a Spa. I didn't see a spa. Did I miss it? Did I get distracted by the complimentary cookies? Was it behind a secret door? Possibly all three. The website had some nice words about a Sauna and Steamroom. It’s a bit of a letdown if you don’t actually have that; not that I would have been looking to use it anyway.
Food, Glorious Food (And the Occasional Food-Related Crisis):
The Dining situation? Okay, this is where things get… interesting. The Breakfast [buffet] was included, and it was a buffet in restaurant! I went with high hopes. The Western cuisine in restaurant was… there. Eggs, sausage, the usual suspects. Asian breakfast was also available, but it was an experience. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was…well, it was free, so I can't complain too much. But I did experience a moment of profound disappointment when I reached for what appeared to be a delicious croissant, only to discover it was a rock-hard imposter. That's right, I'm still a little bitter. (I may or may not have ended up snacking on the bottle of water). The Poolside bar looked pleasant, though, but I just wasn't quite ready to socialize and be poolside yet.
Cleanliness and the Pandemic Dance:
Cleanliness and safety seemed to be a priority. They're all about that Anti-viral cleaning products life, which is comforting in these times. The Hand sanitizer stations were plentiful, and staff were trained in safety protocol. They mention Rooms sanitized between stays, which is a must these days. I wasn't that keen on the idea of having someone in my room every day, so I opted to not have Daily housekeeping . They did have Doctor/nurse on call, just in case I needed someone to save me from the regret of the croissant incident, I guess.
Services and Conveniences: The Good, the Bad, and the "Meh":
Services and conveniences… there's a Concierge, but I didn’t need them. They had Daily housekeeping, (as mentioned before, I declined this). The Gift/souvenir shop was, well, I didn't even see it. They had the expected Laundry service and Dry cleaning, but I didn't use them.
Getting around? They have Car park [free of charge], which is a massive relief. Airport transfer is also convenient, although a taxi would work too.
Overall Vibe: A Solid Three Stars (with a potential for more!)
So, La Quinta Douglasville? It's not the Four Seasons. But it's also not a disaster zone. It was clean, safe, and had the basic necessities. The staff were generally friendly, even if they couldn't make a decent croissant. If you're looking for a comfortable, convenient place to crash while you explore… well, you'll be fine. If you're looking for luxury and pampering, maybe lower your expectations a bit.
Would I go back? Probably. Especially if they promise to upgrade their croissant game. And maybe, just maybe, I'll face my fear and swim in the pool. But don't hold your breath.
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't going to be your sanitized, pre-packaged travelogue. This is the REAL DEAL. La Quinta Inn & Suites by Wyndham Atlanta Douglasville, here we come… and may the odds be ever in our favor of finding a decent coffee machine.
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Toilet Paper Debacle (aka, Welcome to Douglasville!)
- 14:00: Arrive at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport (ATL). Ugh, navigating ATL is like surviving a zombie apocalypse, but with more TSA agents. Managed to dodge the stampede for baggage claim. Found the rental car shuttle – praise the heavens. Praying the car isn't a total clunker. (Fingers crossed it has working air conditioning, because, Georgia.)
- 15:30 (ish): Arrive at La Quinta Inn & Suites by Wyndham in Douglasville. The facade looks… well, it looks like a La Quinta. Not glamorous, but hey, it’s lodging! Check-in was surprisingly painless. The front desk guy looked permanently exhausted, which, honestly, is relatable. The room key card worked (miracle!), and I heave a sigh of relief.
- 16:00: Commence unpacking. First things first: Assess the situation. The room… it's functional. The air conditioning seems to be working. The TV is… well, it's a TV. The real test? The bathroom. And that, my friends, is where the comedy begins…
- 16:15: THE GREAT TOILET PAPER DEBACLE. Unraveled the entire roll in a desperate attempt to assess its softness. Zero stars. Abrasive. Sandpaper. Possibly recycled from the pages of a tax form. This is NOT how I envisioned my Douglasville retreat starting. I may have to do a shopping trip to the store.
- 16:30-18:00: Recovering from the toilet paper trauma. Switched on the TV. Found a documentary about Squirrel behavior. I lost myself in a whirlwind of squirrels. Was it a sign? Did the squirrels know something I didn't? Found a little joy in my current situation.
- 18:30: Venture out in search of sustenance. The hotel's continental breakfast? Nope. The reviews warned me it wasn't good. Staring longingly at the Waffle House across the street. Is it a cliché? Yes. Do I care? Absolutely not. (Waffle House forever!)
- 19:00-20:00: Waffle House experience. A symphony of sizzling bacon, coffee stronger than my resolve, and the incessant chatter of the locals. Ordered way too much food. Regretting nothing (yet). People watching at its finest. This is the American South, baby!
- 20:30: Stumble back to the hotel, fueled by sugar and caffeine. Attempt to watch some TV. The channel selection is, shall we say, limited. Decide to attempt reading my book. Fail within 5 minutes.
Day 2: Douglasville Delights (or, Is There Anything to Do Around Here?)
- 07:00: Wake up feeling… surprisingly okay. The coffee at Waffle House must've done the trick. Attempted to use hotel coffee machine. Nope. It's broken.
- 08:00: Head back to Waffle House. Yes, again. Don't judge me. They are open. They are reliable. and the staff is kind.
- 09:00: Finally drag myself out of Waffle House. Gotta do something besides stuff my face with waffles. Scour the internet for local attractions. Douglasville isn't exactly a tourist mecca, so this is an endeavor.
- 10:00: Found a "Douglas County Museum of History and Art." Okay, maybe. Could be charming… or tragically underwhelming. Take a chance.
- 11:00-13:00: The museum. It was… well, let's just say it had its moments. The exhibit on local moonshining was surprisingly fascinating. The art… varied. Some good, some… less so. But hey, it's a local museum. Gotta support the arts, even if the art is questionable. It was hot out there. I also learned what "moonshining" was. The whole experience was one of those things that's more entertaining because of its imperfections.
- 13:00: Lunch at a place called "Golden Corral." What was I thinking? It's a buffet. I ate things I can't even name. Feeling slightly ill.
- 14:00: Nap time. The air conditioning in the La Quinta is working and I've successfully got myself asleep.
- 15:00: Wake from nap, groggy and slightly regretting the Golden Corral experience. Decide to go for a drive. Just… anywhere.
- 16:00: Drive around looking for something to do. Stop at a park? It's hot and there are a lot of bugs. Stop somewhere with coffee? The local shops are closed.
- 17:00-18:00: More Waffle House. Gotta get my fix. They know my name. I'm starting to feel like I belong.
- 18:00: Back at the hotel. A quiet evening of TV and reading. Hoping for a better night's sleep tonight. I'm exhausted, but in a good way. Tomorrow, a new adventure (possibly involving more waffles).
Day 3: Departure (and a Final Farewell to the Waffles)
- 07:00: Wake up. Sad to be leaving. But also, excited to go home.
- 08:00: One last trip to Waffle House. It's a religious experience now. Ordered the usual. Got some to go. Goodbyes are never easy.
- 09:00: Pack up. The La Quinta, with all its quirks, has become a home. I'll miss it. The toilet paper situation, however, has not improved!
- 10:00: Check out. Head back to the ATL to catch my flight.
- 11:00-3:30: The airport. Crowded. Stressful. But survived.
- 3:30 Landing at home.
Post-Trip Reflections:
Douglasville wasn't exactly a glamorous getaway, and the La Quinta wasn't the Four Seasons. But somehow… it was perfect. The imperfections, the Waffle House, the quirky museum, the great toilet paper debacle… it all created a weirdly charming experience. I'll be back. For the waffles, if nothing else.
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