Parking fit my 98 quad cab Ram with a receiver hitch luggage basket.
When I arrived staff was very helpful and perky (good). They described the amenities of the hotel and talked up the best hot breakfast in town (I’ll come back to this).
The room was clean and had a Nespresso pod coffee maker. This was a plus. My neighbors were two kids whose parents were in a room across the hall. They were constantly going across the hall either to ask questions or to complain about what one did to the other. Finally I heard the door open at 11. I had to lean my head out the door to tell the kid it was 11 at night and he needed to go back to his room and he and his sister needed to sleep. This was enough.
The hot tub was a bust. I set it for 30 minutes and I used 20. The top jets were weak with bubbles. If I want bubbles, I could just bring a straw. I want body pounding jets which were only available on the lower jets. I could do my lower thighs, knees, and feet which was only half of what my body needed. As for the name, hot tub, it needs to be called a warm tub. I went to my room to get a really hot tub.
For what they offer, it was too expensive. If I knew where I would end up on any given day of my trip I would have had a room at someplace like the Comfort Inn which gives a free breakfast with bacon, eggs, and an equally hot tub in the room. No jets but I can pressure massage my own legs and rub in diclofenac gel and be equal except I’d be up a free breakfast.
