Escape to Fairgrounds Fun: Econo Lodge Inn & Suites Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the wonderfully wonky world of the Econo Lodge Inn & Suites – the gateway to your Fairgrounds Fun escapade! Hold on tight, because this isn't your slick, sanitized hotel review. This is real. Like, "forgot-to-brush-my-teeth-this-morning" real.
First Impressions – The Good, the Okay, and the "Huh?"
Right off the bat, let's be real: it is an Econo Lodge. Expectations, adjust them accordingly. That said, the promise of "Fairgrounds Fun" is huge. That's the draw. This isn’t about Michelin stars; it’s about the experience.
- Accessibility: Now, I'm not going to pretend to be an expert on wheelchair accessibility. I can tell you they claim to have facilities for disabled guests, and there's an elevator. That's a good start. More detailed specifications would be ideal (door widths, ramp inclinations, etc. – hotel, take note!), but at least the bones seem to be there.
- Cleanliness and Safety (Post-Pandemic Edition): Okay, this is where things get… interesting. The list is impressive, on paper. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection? Double-check. Individual-wrapped food options? Triple-check. Room sanitization opt-out? They're making an effort, and that's something I really appreciate. The real test is, of course, in the pudding (or, in this case, the hand sanitizer dispenser). I'd want to see that professionalism in action, not just read about it. I’d be side-eyeing everything at first. But hey, at least they are trying. They've got to be! You know… because of the 'Rona.
- Rooms: The "Available in all rooms" list? Sounds pretty standard hotel stuff: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Coffee/tea maker, Hair dryer… yawn. But. Extra long bed? Sold! Always a plus. Also, a window that opens? In the modern era of hotel rooms, this is a miracle - a breath of fresh air (pun intended). And let's be absolutely clear on this: the "non-smoking" rooms better be non-smoking! I had a bad experience once… never again.
- Getting Around: Free car park? YES! Saves you a few bucks for the fair-food fund. Airport transfer? Handy if you're flying in. They also have a car power charging station. Bonus points for thinking of the electric vehicle crowd.
Food Glorious (and Potentially Questionable) Food!
Here's where things get delightfully messy. The buffet, the restaurants, the "Asian cuisine"… it's all a gamble!
- Breakfast is a must. I'm on the case. Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast takeaway service, Asian breakfast, Western breakfast. These are the building blocks of a proper fairgrounds day. Coffee/tea in restaurant? Essential. The coffee shop? Important. I'm picturing weak, lukewarm coffee and a stale donut. But hey, it fuels the fun, right?
- Dining, drinking, and snacking: A pool side bar is a wonderful touch. Poolside bar? Imagine: ice-cold beer, questionable nachos, and the hazy glow of a warm afternoon. The dream (provided the pool isn’t terrifying). The snack bar is a safe bet. The restaurants, well… International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant… That's a bit ambitious! We'll see. Hope the fries are decent at least.
- Room Service (24-hour): Oh, sweet, late-night salvation! After a day of deep-fried everything, you might need a burger, a pizza, or just something that isn't another corn dog.
Beyond the Room: The "Things to Do" Shuffle
Okay, so, that's where this hotel might fall down. Let’s be honest.
- Spa/Spa Sauna/Steamroom… I'm not holding my breath. Econo Lodge and luxury spa treatments are not exactly synonymous. But, you never know… the "sauna" could be a makeshift deal, constructed with towels and a prayer. Still: not holding my breath.
- Fitness Center/Gym/Pool with view: The Fitness center… let's assume it has a treadmill and maybe one of those exercise bikes that looks like it's from the Jurassic period. The pool with a view… Let’s hope it's not the view of a dumpster behind a parking lot.
- Things for the Kids: Babysitting service? Family-friendly? Kid's meals? Maybe. Because they are trying. If you’re traveling with kids you've likely adjusted your expectations by this point.
- Relaxation: Body scrub? Body wrap? Foot bath? This is Econo Lodge, not the Ritz. But, hey, maybe they will surprise us.
Services and Conveniences – The Hidden Gems
- Internet: Wi-Fi in all rooms! The most important amenity, really, at least for me. A strong internet connection is crucial. I need to be able to post Instagram stories about my deep-fried Twinkie triumphs, and check my work emails (shhhhh).
- Laundry/Dry cleaning/Ironing: Essential for the fairgrounds’ inevitable mess.
- Cash Withdrawal/Currency Exchange: Handy!
- Meetings/Banquet Facilities: Good for business (I hope they don’t book a lot of meetings there).
- Gift/Souvenir Shop: Excellent for last-minute purchases: "I need an Econo Lodge branded t-shirt!"
- 24-hour front desk and security. Good.
The Quirks, The Quirks…
- Smoke alarms: Good. Fire extinguisher! Also good. But… "Smoking area"? I hope it's far from the non-smoking rooms.
- Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private]: Express is good. Private… I'm envisioning a secret entrance, maybe?
The Verdict and the Pitch (Because, let’s be real, you need to book!)
Look, the Escape to Fairgrounds Fun: Econo Lodge Inn & Suites Awaits! is not the Four Seasons. It’s an Econo Lodge. But it's a gateway. It’s your base of operations for the ultimate fairgrounds adventure. It's close to the action, it's got the basics covered (hopefully!), and it's probably gonna leave you with a few stories to tell.
Here’s the "Book Now!" Persuader (with a splash of desperation):
Tired of the same old routine? Craving a taste of sugary, deep-fried bliss? Then ditch the ordinary and embrace the unpredictable! Your escape to Fairgrounds Fun starts at the Econo Lodge Inn & Suites!
Why book NOW?
- Location, Location, Location: Within a stone’s throw of the Fairgrounds, you'll be feasting on funnel cakes and riding rollercoasters in no time!
- Free Wi-Fi: Because you need to show off those prize-winning skills!
- The Extra-Long Beds: Perfect for collapsing after a sugar-fueled frenzy.
- That Breakfast Buffet (fingers crossed!): Because you need energy for those games!
- Free Parking! (Because let's be honest, that saves you money for more… questionable food choices).
Here's the REAL hook: This isn't just a hotel, it’s an experience. It’s a gamble. It's a chance encounter with the unexpected. It's a place where memories (and probably some stomach aches) are made.
So, what are you waiting for?
Book your adventure NOW, before the Ferris wheel is full and the deep-fried Oreos are GONE! They'll put you next to your favorite ride. Guaranteed maybe?
Click here to book your stay!
(Disclaimer: Results may vary. Chocolate-covered bacon consumption not included. May contain questionable coffee. Embrace the chaos!)
Artesia's BEST Kept Secret: Days Inn & Suites Review (You WON'T Believe This!)
Alright, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't gonna be your pristine, Pinterest-perfect travel itinerary. We're talking about the Econo Lodge Inn & Suites Fairgrounds in… well, wherever the hell that is. And trust me, it's gonna be an adventure.
Day 1: Arrival & the Existential Dread of Budget Hotels
4:00 PM: Arrive at the Econo Lodge. Okay, first impressions. The smell? A potent cocktail of stale cigarettes, air freshener desperately trying to mask something sinister, and… is that mothballs? The lobby carpet looks like it's seen more action than I have in the last decade. Seriously, I swear I saw a tumbleweed roll through just now.
- Anecdote: Checking in was a whole thing. Picture a bored desk clerk who looks like they haven't slept since the Clinton administration and a line of people who look like they're all escaping something… or maybe just desperate to find a clean(ish) bed. Took about twenty minutes just to get the keycard, and then another five trying to understand why the wifi password was written in crayon.
4:30 PM: Finally, in the room! Okay… it's… well, it is a room. The bedspread is a vibrant, eye-watering shade of… let's call it "electric vomit green." The TV is probably older than me, and the remote's got more gunk on it than a teenager's sock drawer. There's a suspicious stain on the carpet near the bed. I'm trying really hard not to dwell.
5:00 PM: The bathroom. Oh, the bathroom. The shower curtain is a desperate plea for a cleaning, and the water pressure is akin to a gentle drizzle. I'm considering showering in my clothes to save time, and energy.
5:30 PM: Exploring the immediate surroundings (a.k.a. the parking lot). Found a surprisingly decent gas station offering surprisingly cheap coffee! It's the small wins, people.
6:00 PM: Dinner. Decided on the local diner right by the hotel.
- Quirky Observation: The booths at the diner felt like time capsules. Vinyl, red and slightly torn, they probably haven't been changed in decades. The waitress had seen it all, could tell by the look in her eyes she had witnessed countless stories over the years, both good and bad.
7:30 PM: Back at the hotel. The sheer quiet after a slightly busy day felt more like a weight than peace. Scrolling through Netflix takes way longer than you think it would.
9:00 PM: Decided to try to get some rest. That "electric vomit green" bedspread? I'm starting to see it's… possibilities.
10:00 PM: Successfully drifted into sleep.
Day 2: The Fair (and My Emotional Rollercoaster)
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast. The continental breakfast. This is going to be a culinary experience, I can feel it.
- Opinionated Language: The "fresh fruit" looked suspiciously like it had been sitting under a heat lamp since creation. The coffee? Weak. The waffles? Edible, but only if you douse them in enough syrup to induce a diabetic coma. But, hey, it's technically free.
- 9:00 AM: Headed to the fairgrounds! Oh, the fair! The smells! The sounds! The… deep-fried everything.
- Emotionally Charged Rambles: This is where it got interesting. I found myself wandering through the exhibits, feeling a bizarre mix of amusement and… longing? At the prize-winning pie contest area, I was blown away by the precision of the bakers.
- 10:00 AM: Deep Fried Food
- Doubling Down on the Experience: I decided to go full throttle on the fair food experience. I got the elephant ears, the corn dog and the fried oreos. I realized shortly in the experience, that maybe I should have paced myself, but still devoured everything.
- 11:00 AM: Rides and Games.
- 1:00 PM: Found a tiny, forgotten petting zoo that had a single, somewhat lonely pig. I am not proud to admit this, but I spent a solid 30 minutes talking to the pig. I swear, I saw a flicker of recognition in his eyes. It was… weirdly moving.
- 4:00 PM: Back at the room. My stomach is a war zone.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. I can't even look at food. Instead, a very quiet evening reading books I brought with me.
- 9:00 PM: Trying to wrap my head around the whole fair experience.
Day 3: Departure & The Aftermath
- 8:00 AM: Another attempt at breakfast.
- 9:00 AM: Time to check out.
- 9:30 AM: Headed on my way.
- 10:00 AM: Reflecting. I didn't expect to feel like this after leaving. It wasn't so bad, and I am glad I experienced something I never would have considered otherwise.
So there you have it. The Econo Lodge Inn & Suites Fairgrounds. Not glamorous, not perfect, but… it’s a story. And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough. (Also, if you happen to find a travel-sized bottle of shampoo in the bathroom… don’t judge me. I'm still working on my packing skills.)
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Escape to Fairgrounds Fun: Econo Lodge Inn & Suites Awaits! (Or Does It?) - FAQs & Ramblings!
Okay, Seriously… Is This Econo Lodge *Really* Worth It for the Fair?
Alright, look, let's be honest, "Econo Lodge" doesn't exactly scream "luxury getaway." But for the fair? It depends. My first fair experience? Pure chaos. Didn't book a room, ended up sleeping in the *car* with the windows up (thank you, mosquitoes!), and swore *never again*. So, yeah, even a slightly dingy Econo Lodge starts looking like the Taj Mahal when you're exhausted, covered in funnel cake, and desperate for a shower.
Plus, consider this: You’re in the fair-going zone! You can stumble back after a particularly boisterous beer-tasting or a thrilling (and slightly embarrassing) attempt at the ring toss. The convenience alone is a huge win.
Of course, the rooms *can* be… interesting. More on that later. Let's just say I once found a rogue piece of hair that wasn't mine. Let's just leave it at that and maybe I'll tell you next time... if you’re really good.
What's the Deal with the "Suites" Part? Are we talking *real* suites? Like, with a butler?
Hahaha! A butler? Honey, no. More like a slightly larger room than a standard motel room. Think… a slightly expanded prison cell, with maybe a couch that vaguely resembles a piece of furniture. Sometimes, they have that "suite" area separated by a door. Sometimes it's just a slightly different arrangement of the existing furniture.
I once stayed in a "suite" that had TWO TVs, both older than my grandma. One worked. The couch? Suspiciously stained. But, hey, I had space to sprawl out after a day of deep frying everything in sight. So, adjust your expectations accordingly. "Suite" is, shall we say, a generous term.
Will I be able to sleep? I'm a light sleeper and the fair sounds wild!
Okay, this is a tough one. The sound of the fair… it does carry, especially if you're on a lower floor, or, god forbid, have a room facing the grounds. You'll hear the screams from the rollercoasters, the carnies' shouting, the music… It's a symphony of sensory overload, day and night.
My advice? Earplugs. Seriously, invest in a good pair. And maybe a white noise machine app on your phone. Or, you know, a generous dose of fair food-induced exhaustion. That usually does the trick for me.
What about the free breakfast? What's it really *like*? (Don't lie to me.)
Alright, alright. The free breakfast. Let's call it… functional. It's not a gourmet experience. Think pre-packaged muffins, maybe some questionable-looking scrambled eggs (I usually skip those), and instant oatmeal. Coffee? Well, it *is* coffee. Strong, often bitter, and usually dispensed from a giant, industrial urn.
My personal strategy? Grab a muffin (the blueberry ones are usually your safest bet), a banana (if they have them), and a whole lot of that coffee. It's enough to get you going. Consider it fuel for more funnel cake consumption.
Is the Wi-Fi reliable? Need to post all those fair pics!
Wi-Fi… It's a gamble. Sometimes it's blazing fast, letting you upload Insta stories with ease. Sometimes… it's dial-up speeds in the 21st century. Prepare to be patient. Or, you know, embrace the digital detox and just enjoy the moment! Honestly, when I am at the fair, I am not looking at my digital device. I need the break.
If you *absolutely* need reliable internet, maybe tether to your phone. Or just accept that you might have to wait until you get home to show everyone your blue-ribbon-winning zucchini.
Parking – Is it a nightmare?
YES. Okay, not *always*. But during peak fair-going times, parking at any hotel near the fairgrounds is a battlefield. You'll be circling like a vulture, praying for someone to check out. I swear, I've seen people practically fight over parking spots. It can get… intense.
My advice? Arrive early. Like, really early. Or, if possible, consider using a rideshare service. Trust me, the extra cost is worth avoiding the parking war.
The Rooms - Tell me the honest truth.
Here's the thing: rooms can vary wildly. You might waltz in and find a surprisingly clean and well-maintained space. You might... not. I mentioned the hair before, right? (Shudder)
Let me tell you about *the* room. I'll call it Room 307. Booked it at the last minute, you understand. Exhausted. Fair food coma setting in. Walked in… and the air was thick with the scent of… something. Something I couldn’t quite place, but it wasn't fresh. It was…lived in. Like, *really* lived in. Then I noticed… the carpet. Oh, the carpet. It looked like a crime scene, only instead of blood, it was sticky mystery stains. I’m not a neat-freak, but I did not and could not take my shoes off the entire time.
The bathroom? The showerhead dripped. Relentlessly. The towels were so thin, you could practically see through them. And let's just say the curtains didn't quite block out all the light.
But you know what? I just wanted to sleep. I crashed. And the next morning? I went back to the fair and ate a giant corn dog. So, while the room wasn't ideal, it served its purpose. Survival mode activated. Bring your own cleaning supplies and, you know, lower your expectations.
Any tips for making the Econo Lodge *experience* better?
Oh yes, my friend! I'm full of them. First and foremost: Pack Lysol wipes. Seriously. Wipe down everythingHotel Search Site
