Littlefield's BEST Kept Secret: Western Inn & Suites Getaway!
Littlefield's BEST Kept Secret: Western Inn & Suites Getaway!
Littlefield’s BEST Kept Secret: Western Inn & Suites Getaway! - A Messy, Honest, and Really Detailed Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Littlefield, Arizona, and my brain is still trying to process the experience – the Western Inn & Suites Getaway experience. It’s a lot. Let me just preface this by saying, I’m not a professional travel blogger, I'm just a guy who needs to rant, and maybe, just maybe, help you decide if this place is worth a shot. And, spoiler alert, it's complicated.
First things first: Accessibility - The Good, The Bad, and The Meh
This is where things get interesting. The Western Inn claims to be accessible. Now, I'm not a wheelchair user myself, but I tried to look for clues. The elevators are there, which is a huge plus, especially if you're on a high floor, and considering the Arizona heat, it's a lifesaver for anyone with mobility issues. They mention facilities for disabled guests, the website is vague as hell about what that actually means. The main issues are:
- Unclear Details: The website barely provides any details about the facilities for disabled guests. Maybe it is best to call and find out that and some other details for yourself.
- Lack of Specificity: I spotted a few of the standard accessibility features, but without a deeper dive, it's hard to say if it truly meets the needs of all guests.
- Overall: I wouldn't bet the farm on it being 100% accessible, but it tries. Maybe call ahead and ask specific questions if you need it.
Internet, Glorious Internet! (and its various guises)
Okay, let's cut to the chase. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Yes, hallelujah! That's a huge win in my book. I needed to get my work done, so the fact that I didn't have to pay extra for Wi-Fi was a godsend. It covered the basics, so if you need to stream, and get some work done, it can be a great experience. Then there's the fact that there is Internet [LAN] and other Internet services such as Wi-Fi in public areas. While I only use the free Wi-Fi, these options do add to its overall perks.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax – A Buffet of Options (That Might Leave You Hanging)
Alright, this is where things really get interesting. The sheer volume of amenities is almost comical. Let's dive in, shall we?
The Spa/Sauna/Steamroom/Massage/Body Wrap/Body Scrub/Foot Bath/Pool with View/Swimming Pool/Swimming Pool [Outdoor]: Okay, so the website says they have all this. But in reality? It was just a swimming pool. Don’t get me wrong, the outdoor pool was actually pretty nice. Clean, well-maintained, and a welcome escape from the Arizona sun. But “pool with a view?” More like a pool near a view (the view being the parking lot). No sauna in sight, no steam room. It's like they just threw every spa-related word into a hat and hoped for the best.
Fitness Center/Gym/Fitness: Same problem as above. It's there. But well… it's a gym. Nothing fancy. Just the basics.
Things to do: No one tells you what is there to do. I did find a hiking trail, but the trail was filled with other things, to mention, trash.
Cleanliness and Safety – Did They Really Try?
This is critical in today's world. And I have to say, they did a decent job.
- Anti-viral cleaning products – checked (hopefully!)
- Daily disinfection in common areas – seemed like it
- Individually-wrapped food options – Yes, and even when having meals in the restaurant (more on that later).
- Room sanitization between stays – Definitely looked like they tried, a good thing.
- Staff trained in safety protocol – Staff seemed to be taking things seriously.
- Hand sanitizer – Everywhere!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – A Culinary Adventure (or Maybe Not)
Okay, this is where things get really messy.
Restaurants, A La Carte, Buffet in Restaurant, and Western Cuisine in Restaurant, Asian Cuisine in Restaurant, Coffee/Tea in the restaurant: The on-site restaurants were a mixed bag. The buffet was okay, with a decent variety. But the real problem was the lack of atmosphere. Also, the coffee was weak in my opinion, and the tea had this weird metallic taste.
Happy Hour, Bar, and Poolside Bar: Sadly, the happy hour wasn't exactly a party. The drinks were okay, The poolside bar, on the other hand, didn't exist. I mean, it was there, right? I think it was closed when I was there, which was a bummer. I was ready to enjoy a drink, but alas it was not there.
Room service [24-hour]: I didn't use it. Mostly because the menu left a lot to be desired.
Desserts in the restaurant: I did enjoy the desserts, especially the ice cream, so that was a plus.
Services and Conveniences – The Little Things (That Actually Matter)
- Daily housekeeping: The staff came every day.
- Luggage storage: Easy.
- Elevator: Great!
- Front desk [24-hour]: Really helpful.
- Airport transfer, Taxi service, Valet parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: They have it all.
- Convenience store, Gift/souvenir shop: There is more than one.
- Business facilities: Basic, but decent for what they offer.
For the Kids – A Mixed Bag, Again
- Babysitting service: I didn't use it, but I know that exists.
- Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: It's a family-friendly hotel. They cater to kids, which is nice.
Available in all Rooms – The Nitty Gritty
- Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens: They really thought of everything when building the rooms. It's a modern experience.
Getting Around - Easy
- Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking: The hotel is very convenient with how to get around.
Final Thoughts – The Verdict
The Western Inn & Suites Getaway is a bit like your quirky friend from college: full of potential, with a few flaws that are hard to ignore. It has its moments of brilliance (free Wi-Fi, a decent pool), but it stumbles a bit here and there (the slightly misleading amenities).
If you're looking for a no-frills, reasonably priced place to rest your head while exploring Littlefield, it's a solid option. Just go in with realistic expectations. This isn't the Four Seasons, but it's got character, and maybe, just maybe, that's what makes it a "Best Kept Secret". Just don't expect the spa of your dreams or a culinary masterpiece. And remember to double-check those accessibility features before you book!
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to plunge headfirst into the glorious, dusty heart of West Texas…specifically, the Best Western Littlefield Inn and Suites. Forget those pristine, perfectly-planned itineraries you're used to. This is the REAL deal. This is me, navigating the wilds of Littlefield, and praying the complimentary breakfast doesn't lead to a digestive disaster.
Day 1: Arrival and the Unavoidable Awkwardness
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Lubbock Preston Smith International Airport (LBB). Okay, okay, the airport itself is fine, but the drive to Littlefield is… well, let's just say the landscape could use a good dose of personality. It’s flat, the sky’s HUGE, and I swear, the tumbleweeds are judging me. My rental car, a suspiciously clean silver sedan, feels utterly out of place.
- 2:30 PM: Check-in at the Best Western. Ah, the smell. You know it, the comforting, familiar scent of chlorine, old carpet, and vaguely floral air freshener common to every Best Western on the planet. The front desk guy is… let's call him "efficient." No warm smiles, just a brisk “ID and credit card, please.” I ask about the pool. He grunts. "Open." Right, understood.
- 3:00 PM: Room reconnaissance. My room is… adequate. Two double beds, a desk with a suspicious stain, a TV older than some of my ex-boyfriends. The remote is missing a battery cover. Classic. I also noticed a curious absence of a "do not disturb" sign. Noted. Immediately, I’m hit with the strongest desire to just collapse on one of those beds and never move again. I fight it and start unpacking.
- 4:00 PM: The Great Littlefield Grocery Store Adventure. Okay, I need sustenance. The snacks in the vending machine were… questionable. The grocery store is an experience. Everyone knows everyone, and the local gossip is flowing faster than the sweet tea. I end up accidentally eavesdropping on a heated debate about the proper way to cook brisket. (Note to self: research brisket. Important for survival.) I pick up some chips, a soda, and a suspiciously green avocado. Pray for me.
- 5:00 PM: Pool… attempt. Okay. The pool is open. And cold. Seriously cold. I dip my toes in, shudder, and retreat. There's a dad and two kids already bravely charging at the pool. Decide to return some days due to the cold temperature.
- 6:30 PM: Dinner Options: Well…. the choices are… limited. One option is a local diner…a true "mom and pop" type of joint. The place is packed. The waitress has the kind of energy that could power a small city. I have a burger and sweet tea. The burger? Average. The sweet tea? Sublime. I feel a surge of local pride.
- 8:00 PM: TV time. The TV screen is so small that it takes extra efforts to navigate. There's something… charming… about this whole situation. I end up watching a documentary about tumbleweeds. Riveting.
- 9:00 PM: Early night. The road, the air conditioning, the sheer vastness of Texas… it’s all starting to get to me. I fall asleep to the gentle hum of the mini-fridge and dream of brisket.
Day 2: Delving Deeper (Maybe a Little Too Deep)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up: This is not the best time. The alarm clock on the bedside table is a relic. I actually wake up before the alarm goes off. Ugh.
- 7:30 AM: Breakfast. Oh, the breakfast. The free, complimentary breakfast. My expectations? Low. My reality? Perfectly aligned. There were pre-packaged danishes, sugary cereal, and the kind of scrambled eggs that look suspiciously yellow and slightly… rubbery. I load up on coffee. I drink about three cups.
- 8:30 AM: Start to explore the town. I think. The town is small. I get lost at the first sight. I end up getting advice from a local. The local is nice and friendly. And I end up taking all the local's words.
- 9:30 AM: The Littlefield Historical Museum. This is where things get interesting. I’m not a huge museum person, but this place has… character. It's like stepping into a time capsule, complete with dusty artifacts, faded photographs, and a vaguely unsettling collection of vintage farm equipment. The volunteer working the front desk, a sweet old lady named Mildred, knows everything about everything. She regales me with tales of the town's founding, the rise and fall of cotton farming, and the legendary Littlefield High School Wildcats. I want to escape. But Mildred keeps me locked. I end up talking to her for hours.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Burger again. Why not?
- 1:00 PM: Back to the room. Thinking. Thinking again. But I have not decided on any ideas.
- 3:00 PM: I somehow end up back at the grocery store. I need a snack, or maybe just a friendly face. The avocado’s still green. Hope for the best. I end up buying an apple. And a banana.
- 5:00 PM: Back at the pool. I’ve decided the pool is calling my name. I brave the cold. It's freezing. But I’m in. I end up just doing laps, the only person. It's strangely cathartic. I feel… almost alive.
- 6:30 PM: Dinner. I go back to the same diner. I'm a creature of habit. The waitress remembers me. I get a smile and a nod. Comfort.
- 8:00 PM: I try to watch TV again. But the lack of a "do not disturb" sign is still bugging me. I make a sign. Then go to sleep.
Day 3: Embracing the Weird (and the Road)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up. Breakfast. Coffee. Eggs. Danishes. Repeat.
- 8:00 AM: Check-out. The efficiency of the front desk guy remains. No warmth. No smiles. Just “Have a good day.”
- 8:30 AM: Okay, time to hit the road. I’m heading… somewhere. I’m not entirely sure where. But the open road awaits.
- 9:30 AM: I decide to drive through random places. I notice the vast land. This feeling of emptiness almost overwhelms me. But I'm glad to feel it.
So, there you have it. My messy, imperfect, and utterly real travelogue from Littlefield. It might not be glamorous, it might not be Pinterest-worthy, but it’s mine. And honestly? That's the best part of any adventure. Now, wish me luck on the road. And please, someone, teach me how to cook brisket.
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Littlefield's BEST Kept Secret: Western Inn & Suites Getaway - A Reality Check (FAQ)
Is the Western Inn & Suites really a "getaway"? Sounds... Littlefield-y.
Okay, let's be honest. "Getaway" might be a tad ambitious. It's Littlefield, people. Population: mostly cows and the occasional tumbleweed. But *that's* part of the charm, right? Look, I went in with low expectations. Really, *really* low. I envisioned peeling paint, questionable stains, and a continental breakfast that had seen better decades. And... parts of that were true. But you know what? It wasn't terrible. It was… an experience. Kinda like surviving a road trip with your in-laws. You're not *thrilled*, but you're alive, and you have stories.
The website photos... are they accurate? (Be brutally honest.)
Ugh, the website. Bless their hearts. Okay, here’s the deal: They *were* accurate… in the way a yearbook photo from 1987 is "accurate." The pool? Smaller than it looks, and the water's a bit greenish. The "luxurious" suites? More like 'functional' suites. My first thought upon entering my room? *This is… clean. Surprisingly.* But the decor? Let's just say the management seems to have a fondness for floral patterns and… things that probably still have the original price tags. But hey, it's clean, and the bed wasn't actively trying to swallow me whole, so… points for that! I once stayed in a *much* fancier hotel, and the shower *leaked* directly onto the hallway... so perspective! Perspective is key, my friends. Especially in Littlefield.
What's the deal with the "continental breakfast"? Tell me *everything*. Every crumb, every… lukewarm sausage.
Okay, buckle up, buttercup. The continental breakfast is *legendary*. In a Littlefield sort of way, of course. It's a buffet of the familiar – think stale bagels, questionable pastries, watery coffee (don’t even THINK about ordering a latte!), and those individual boxes of cereal with the tiny plastic containers of milk that you always end up spilling. The fruit? Possibly from a can. I swear, one morning I saw a lonely banana that looked like it was contemplating its own mortality. But here's the kicker: The breakfast lady, bless her heart, was an absolute gem. She’d be making small talk with everyone, refilling the coffee, and if you were lucky, she’d sneak you an extra pastry (the best ones, surprisingly!). She's a national treasure - the unsung hero of the Western Inn. And honestly? That warmth and the sheer *effort* made it worth it. It wasn’t gourmet, but it was…homey. It was…Littlefield.
Is there anything… *fun* to do? Besides staring at the tumbleweeds?
Okay, "fun" is relative in Littlefield. But! You're close to Palo Duro Canyon State Park (a *must-see* - seriously, go!), and there's… well, there's the local diner (the *heart* of Littlefield, if you ask me. The waitresses know everyone's name, and the chicken-fried steak is… something else). There’s a small, slightly dusty museum. There's… not a *lot* more. The best part, though? The *silence*. The complete and utter lack of city noise. You can actually hear… nothing. Which is, oddly, amazing. Bring a good book, and a deep appreciation for… well, nothingness. You’ll appreciate it... or you'll go stir crazy. It's a coin flip, honestly.
The Pool? Tell me about the pool.
Alright, the pool. We need a moment of silence for the pool. It was... well, it was there. Shaped like a kidney bean that had seen better days. The water was a shade of green that I’m pretty sure wasn’t naturally occurring. The pool deck? Concrete, cracked, and featuring the ghost of what might have once been a waterslide. But you know what? The kids were happy. They splashed, they shrieked, they managed to get the same amount of chlorine smell as any "five-star" pool. And that, my friends, is all that matters. I wouldn't recommend taking a *long* dip. Perhaps a quick bob? But honestly, it was still a pool! A Littlefield pool! And at that point it was July, and all that mattered was a body of water.
Any horror stories? Or good ones? Spill the tea!
Horror? Okay, there was the… *incident* with the vending machine. I put a dollar in, and got… nothing. No chips, no soda, just a lingering sense of doom. I spent a good fifteen minutes trying to convince the machine to regurgitate my money. Eventually gave up. That was probably the worst of it. Good stories, though? The best was the time I met this little old lady at breakfast who had been coming to the Western Inn for like… 30 years. She knew everyone, she had the most *amazing* stories about Littlefield in the good ol' days, and she just radiated this… calm contentment. It was beautiful. She was probably the best thing about the entire experience, come to think of it. And that's the beauty of the Western Inn, in a way. It's not about the luxury or the amenities; it's about the *people*. And the chance to step away from the chaos, even if it's just for a little while.
Okay, so… should I go? Honestly?
Look, if you're expecting a Four Seasons experience, absolutely *not*. But if you're looking for something…different? A chance to unplug, to slow down, to experience a slice of authentic small-town America (warts and all), then yeah. Go. Go with an open mind. Go with a sense of humor. Go and enjoy the silence. Go with low expectations, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be pleasantly surprised. Just… bring your own snacks. And maybe a really good book.
Is it haunted? I *need* the truth.
Okay, this is Littlefield, after all. There's gotta be *something*. I didn't *see* any ghosts. Didn't *feel* any ghosts. But now that you mention it... the wallpaper in my room... it had a slightly… unsettling floral pattern. And the air conditioning unit made some *very* strange noises at night. And that vending machine… Anyway, I'm not saying it's haunted. But… I *am* saying, don't leave your snacks out. Just in case.
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