Union Hotel: Unforgettable US Getaway (You Won't Believe Room #7!)
Union Hotel: Unforgettable? You Betcha! (And Room #7? Brace Yourselves!) - A Totally Honest Review
Okay, folks, buckle up. This isn’t your average, sanitized hotel review. This is Union Hotel: Unforgettable US Getaway (You Won't Believe Room #7!) – My take, warts and all, and trust me, there were a few charming warts.
Let’s get the basics out of the way. Accessibility? They say they've got it. Wheelchair accessible? I didn't need it, so I can't personally vouch. But they list it. Check the specifics if you need it – it’s always a smart move. They got good-sized elevators, which is a plus.
First Impressions & the Dreaded Room #7
Pulling up, the exterior definitely had character. Not "cookie-cutter resort," more like "charming, slightly…rustic?” Think: a classic American road trip vibe, maybe a bit haunted by a friendly ghost. The staff were awesome. Front desk [24-hour] folks were genuinely helpful. Check-in/out [express]? Smooth as butter. Contactless check-in/out? Offered, which is appreciated in our current state of germ-a-phobia.
Then came the moment I'd been warned about: Room #7. The legend. The…well, it's where things got real.
I’m not going to lie; I was skeptical. “Unforgettable? You can’t be that special, room." But… it was!
Okay, okay, the exterior corridor felt a bit like a movie set. And the door… let's just say it was definitely seen better days. But then! Inside! BAM!
Room Aesthetics & Comforts (And Quirks!)
Room #7 was undeniably cozy. The carpeting? Plush, but maybe a little too plush…like it had seen a lot of history. The blackout curtains? Absolutely essential. They worked wonderfully at keeping the sun out. God knows, I needed it after…well, let’s just say I accidentally hit "Happy Hour" hard. The bed! The bed was a cloud. Possibly the single most comfortable extra long bed I've ever sunk into. Seriously, I could have stayed in there for DAYS. The linens smelled fresh which is always a win, even if the decor felt like it was pulled from an antique store. The bathroom was functional, with a shower, and…yes…a bathtub. The toiletries were decent. They had a hair dryer, of course (essential), and a mirror that made me realize I REALLY needed to shave.
Wi-Fi, Amenities & The All-Important Internet!
Internet access – wireless (and free!) was a HUGE plus. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! was a lifesaver, especially when I was trying to sneakily research late-night snack places. Internet [LAN]? Sure, if you're into it. The room had a coffee/tea maker (essential!), a refrigerator (essential!), and even a mini bar (tempting!). They also had a desk and a perfect laptop workspace, which I did get to use eventually. The air conditioning worked like a charm, which was essential during the hot summer day I was there. There are sockets near the bed, which I feel like needs to be written in stone.
Dining, Drinking & Snacking – The Good, The Bad, and the Beer…
Dining, drinking, and snacking? Ah, the heart of any good hotel experience. The bar was lively. Let's say the happy hour was a success. They had a poolside bar, which was great for a quick drink. The coffee shop served tasty coffee in the mornings. The restaurants had a pretty good selection. There was a buffet in restaurant which had a few options and I've seen worse, but I leaned more toward the menu. The Western cuisine in restaurant was generally good, but the Asian cuisine in restaurant was surprisingly yummy. I mean, I spent a small fortune on their a la carte in restaurant dishes. The desserts in restaurant were to die for. The salad in restaurant was fresh and a welcome break from my burger and fried food binge. I'd give the food situation a solid B+!
I did try some of the breakfast [buffet], and I'd rate it about average. The Asian breakfast was surprisingly good. The coffee/tea in restaurant was a must every morning. I didn’t have much room service [24-hour] given the general over-eating.
Relaxation Station (and My Near-Death Experience with the Sauna)
Okay, listen. The spa/sauna situation almost took me out. They had a whole menu of offerings: body scrub, body wrap, the works. I thought, "Hey, I'm on vacation, I deserve a little pampering!" I hit the sauna first. Now, I'm no stranger to saunas, but this thing was designed by the devil himself. I'm pretty sure I saw my life flash before my eyes. I stumbled out, gasping for air, and swore I’d never go near it again. The steamroom was far more civilised. The massage was heavenly. Pure, unadulterated bliss. The pool with view was lovely and the swimming pool [outdoor] was a welcome splash in the sun!
Let's just say I decided to go easy on the Fitness center, after my sauna adventure.
Cleanliness & Safety – The New Reality
Cleanliness and safety are obviously paramount these days. They were on it! They had anti-viral cleaning products, and the rooms smelled fresh. I saw daily disinfection in common areas, and the staff were always masked up and practiced physical distancing of at least 1 meter. They even had hand sanitizer everywhere. I appreciated the effort! Rooms are sanitized between stays (thank goodness!). They had safe dining setups. They even offered room sanitization opt-out available, if that's your thing.
Things to Do & Other Perks – The Hidden Gems
They had a LOT of things to do! They had a fitness center, gym/fitness, and even a foot bath! There were a few things to see and do nearby, and the hotel itself offered a decent variety. I wasn't in the mood to explore, but they had it available.
Services and Conveniences
I LOVED the concierge. Super helpful with recommendations! They had laundry service, dry cleaning, and even ironing service. Luggage storage was also a plus. They had a convenience store, which almost got me in trouble on my way out. I also loved the daily housekeeping.
For the Kids & Other Considerations
I wasn’t traveling with kids, but they definitely seemed family/child friendly, with babysitting service. The kids facilities looked well-equipped. Pets? They don't allow them, so if you got a dog, tough luck.
And that’s Room #7…The Verdict?
Room #7… was unlike anything. It was cozy, it was quirky, it was…a little bit special. It has some quirks, but that's what makes it unique. Would I stay there again? Absolutely. It’s a perfect base for seeing the city and the rest of the country.
Unforgettable? Yes.
Worth the trip? Definitely!
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to embark on a chaotic, imperfect, and utterly human adventure in the hallowed halls of… well, the Union Hotel in the United States. Just don't expect any smooth sailing. This itinerary? More like a rickety, half-sunk lifeboat.
The "Union Hotel: Where Dreams Go To… Uh… Flounder (Probably)" itinerary:
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread (and Room Drama)
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at the glorious, slightly dilapidated Union Hotel. The outside? Could charitably be described as "rustic chic." Honestly, it looks like it hasn't seen a lick of paint since the invention of the lightbulb. My first thought? "Am I in a horror movie?" (Spoiler alert: probably.)
- Anecdote: The guy at the front desk, bless his heart, looked like he’d seen things. War. Economic collapse. The end of the world as we know it. When handing me my key (which, thankfully, actually worked!), he just mumbled, "Welcome to… here." Felt that.
- 1:30 PM: Room inspection. Oh, boy. Okay, the bed… looks… clean enough? The carpet? A crime against humanity. My first impression of the room? Depression. This is where I'm spending the next two days? It's a step up from sleeping in my car, I suppose.
- Quirky Observation: The TV is older than I am. It has rabbit ears. Rabbit ears! I half expect to find a rotary phone in here. This would just be a full circle.
- 2:00 PM: Attempt to unpack. Fail. Mostly because I’m too busy staring at the water stains on the ceiling and wondering what sort of creature(s) has been living rent-free in the room.
- 3:00 PM: The Quest for Coffee. This is a matter of life and death. The in-room coffee situation? Don't even. I have a mission. I must find caffeine. This turns into a wild goose chase that takes me through the lobby (which, by the way, smells vaguely of mothballs and regret). I see a restaurant, but it does not opens for another half an hour. This is not okay.
- Emotional Reaction: Panic. Unadulterated, caffeine-deprived panic. Will I survive?
- 3:30 PM: Coffee acquired! (From the barely-alive cafe). The coffee is… passable. Not good, not terrible. It's the kind of coffee that makes you realize you're alive, but also that you're probably gonna have to spend a lot of time in the bathroom later.
- 4:00 PM: Wander the town. The first thing I see is an abandoned gas station. Okay, this is a lot.
- Rambling: Okay, so, the hotel is a metaphor for life, right? A bit rough around the edges, full of surprises (good and bad), and sometimes you wonder if you should just turn around and go home. Buuuut…there's also a certain charm to the whole thing. A raw, unpolished beauty. Or, ya know, I'm just sleep-deprived and hallucinating.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. More on this later (Much, much later).
- 7:00 PM: Attempt to watch TV. Fail. The rabbit ears are a lie.
- 8:00 PM: Embrace the existential dread. Read a book. Wonder if I'll make through the night.
- 9:00 PM: Bedtime, praying for a non-haunted sleep.
Day 2: Delving into the Depths of the Union Hotel Experience
- 7:00 AM: Wake up. Surprisingly (or, perhaps, terrifyingly), I'm still alive. Begin routine: coffee (still passable, still gives my tummy the wrong feels.).
- 8:00 AM: The Hotel Restaurant: An Odyssey of Oddity. Okay, so, the hotel restaurant. Let's unpack this. First, the decor. Imagine a diner in the 1970s… that's been forgotten by time. The chairs wobble. The tablecloths might be older than my grandma. The music? I think it's on a loop.
- Doubling Down on the Experience: I went to the same restaurant for breakfast. The waitress, bless her heart, seemed to be running on fumes. But she also had a kind face. She brought me the biggest plate of greasy, delicious (and possibly heart-stopping) bacon I’ve ever seen. And the pancakes? Fluffy clouds of pure, sugary happiness. It wasn't fancy, It was honest. This isn't a Michelin-star experience, this is real life.
- Emotional Reaction: This is a love-hate relationship. It's bad… but somehow… it's also good?
- 9:00 AM: The hotel's "Fitness Center" is… a closet with a treadmill. I decided to skip it.
- 10:00 AM: Exploring the local area. There's a historical museum, which is quite lovely. The town has character.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. I can't find the hotel restaurant. I venture down the road and find a dive bar. I order burger. It's good.
- 2:00 PM: Return to the hotel for some rest.
- 4:00 PM: A final stroll around the town.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner (at the hotel restaurant again. I am a masochist. Or perhaps I'm just easily charmed by greasy bacon).
- 7:00 PM: Pack up my things. The carpet, although horrendous, has grown on me.
- 8:00 PM: Another attempt to watch TV. Still a no-go.
- 9:00 PM: Bedtime. Prepare for the harrowing journey home.
Day 3: Departure & the Aftermath
- 7:00 AM: Coffee. The familiar ache for toilet.
- 8:00 AM: Check out of the Union Hotel. As I give back the key, I half-expect the guy to say, "See ya. Don't let the bedbugs bite."
- 8:30 AM: The end. Leave.
Opinionated Post-Trip Thoughts:
The Union Hotel? It's something. A place where time seems to slow down. It's not perfect, far from it. It's a bit rough around the edges. But, it's also authentic. It's real. And, strangely, I kind of loved it. Maybe it's the caffeine withdrawal talking. Maybe it's the loneliness. I don't know. Would I go back? Maybe. But probably not. But perhaps. No. Probably.
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What are the Quirks I Should Know About? The Hidden Gems? The "Don't Do This" List?
- **Embrace the Weird:** The Union Hotel *is* weird. Roll with it. Expect the unexpected. Like, a random cat wandering through the lobby at 3 AM. It's happened.
- **Don't Expect Wi-Fi Nirvana:** The internet is… spotty. Embrace the digital detox. Talk to people. Read a book. Remember what life was like *before* the internet. (It was probably better, actually.)
- **Room 7 Essentials:** If you're brave (or masochistic) enough to book it, pack layers. Seriously. A thick blanket. Earplugs (the drafts are LOUD). A good book (something to distract you from the… atmosphere). And maybe a friend to share the experience (and the terror).
- **The Bar is Your Friend:** The hotel bar is fantastic. Great drinks, a cozy atmosphere, and the perfect place to swap ghost stories (or complain about Room 7).
- **Don't be a snob:** This isn't a place for high-maintenance travelers. Leave your expectations of perfect hospitality behind. Embrace the imperfections. They're part of the charm, I swear!
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Okay, Let's talk about ROOM 7 AGAIN. Seriously, how bad was it? Like... *really* bad?
