Escape to Baltimore: Red Roof PLUS+ Your Perfect Stay Near BWI!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! Because we're about to dive headfirst into Escape to Baltimore: Red Roof PLUS+ Your Perfect Stay Near BWI! This isn't just a review, it's therapy. Get comfy. Grab a snack. We're gonna be here a while.
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(The Unvarnished Truth: My Red Roof PLUS+ Baltimore Adventure)
Alright, so, I needed a place near BWI for a quick turnaround. Found the Red Roof PLUS+ and, honestly, the "Escape to Baltimore" bit sounded amazing. Let's be real, "Escape" anything beats my usual routine. So, I booked.
First Impressions & Accessibility - The Good, The "Okay," and the Slightly Confusing
Pulling up, the exterior… well, it's Red Roof. You know what you're getting. Definitely CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property, which, you know, safety. And the car park [free of charge] was a huge plus because, hello, I hate paying for parking. Bonus points for that. Finding the entrance wasn't confusing, and the door was easy to open and access.
Now, for accessibility… This is where things get a BIT messy. There was the elevator, which is awesome, because stairs are NOT my friend after a long flight. I'm almost positive it's Facilities for disabled guests. Though it was slightly narrow.
- Wheelchair accessible: I didn't personally need this, but I did see what looked like some ramps.
- I'm not sure what the exterior corridor looks like, I only walked around inside… but good question.
- Check-in/out [express] seemed to be an option, but I still had some questions, so I needed to wait a bit and talk to the staff.
- Front desk [24-hour]: Always a comfort, especially when traveling.
The Room: Comfort vs. Expectations
Okay, I'm gonna be real. The room… was fine. It wasn't the Ritz, you know? But it wasn't a dungeon either.
- Air conditioning: Thank GOD. Baltimore summers are brutal.
- Free Wi-Fi: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, which is a must-have and worked swimmingly. No complaints there.
- Internet access – wireless: Worked well. I was able to get online and do what I needed to do.
- Air conditioning: It got cool, which was great.
- Blackout curtains: crucial for catching some Zzz's.
- Coffee/tea maker: Essential for a caffeine addict like myself. Though the coffee… well, let's just say it woke me up.
- Desk, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace: All functional.
- Non-smoking: Thank goodness.
- Refrigerator: Always a bonus.
- Daily housekeeping: My bed was made, clean towels, and a tidy-ish situation.
- Extra long bed: This was nice as well.
- Safety/security feature: Smoke detector, and the door felt sturdy.
- Private bathroom: Fine, functional.
- Shower: Fine.
- Smoke detector: Phew.
- Toiletries: I forgot my shampoo–yay!
- TV with Satellite/cable channels: Got to relax and watch some TV.
Now for the REAL fun… The "Things to Do" and the "Ways to Relax" (Or, The Mildly Disappointing Spa Dreams)
So, I'd seen "Fitness center" on the list. I envisioned myself, toned and relaxed, maybe even a little smug. Sadly, this fitness center was basically a room with a treadmill and a few weights. I decided to be nice to myself and went to the restaurant.
- Pool with view: No pool view, but hey, at least there was a pool!
- Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Didn't see these.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: I did dip my toes in for a few minutes.
- Gym/fitness: Eh.
- Massage, Sauna, Spa, Steamroom, Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: None were in the building.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - Food Glorious (and Sometimes Questionable) Food
- Restaurants, coffee shop, snack bar and poolside bar! There were some options.
- A la carte in restaurant, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant: The breakfast buffet was… sufficient. Standard hotel fare.
Cleanliness and Safety - The Savior (Or, Why I Slept Soundly)
Honestly, this is where Red Roof really shines.
- Cleanliness and safety: Top-notch. They were serious about this, and it showed.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Nice touch!
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Definitely noticed!
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere!
- Staff trained in safety protocol: You could tell. They knew what they were doing.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Huge plus. It felt secure, which is so important.
- Safe dining setup: Good!
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Yes! It really did make a difference.
Services and Conveniences - The Little Things That Matter
- Concierge - helpful.
- Cash withdrawal - useful.
- Airport transfer - also very helpful!
- Doorman, and Elevator.
- Food delivery - Nice!
- Luggage storage - Perfect!
More Ramblings, Mixed Feelings, and The Verdict!
Okay, so, the Red Roof PLUS+ near BWI? It's a solid choice. It's clean, safe, and convenient. It's not luxurious, but it's a comfortable place to crash. The accessibility seemed pretty decent. The food is what you expect.
What could be better: The "spa" experience could be expanded upon. The gym could use a little love.
Would I stay again? Yes, probably. If I needed a place near BWI, I would. It's reliable, and in these crazy times, that's worth a lot.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause we're about to unravel a glorious, messy, and utterly unpredictable adventure in the Baltimore-Washington corridor. And trust me, it's gonna be about as smooth as a gravel road after a monsoon.
The Red Roof PLUS+ Baltimore-Washington DC/BWI South Hanover (MD) - The "Get Me Started, Maybe" Edition
Day 1: Arrival, Panic, and Surprisingly Good Pizza
- 1:00 PM: Land at BWI. The first hurdle: finding the damn shuttle. I had visions of a sleek, efficient transport. Reality? A slightly bewildered driver, a van that smelled vaguely of stale fast food, and a fervent hope that my luggage survives the journey. (Spoiler alert: it did! Mostly.)
- 1:45 PM: Arrive at the Red Roof. Okay, first impressions: it's…red? Yes. Plus? Debatable. But hey, the AC is blasting, so small victories. Check-in was a breeze, which is always appreciated when you're already sweating from hauling your bags.
- 2:30 PM: Unpack. Let's be honest, "unpacking" means throwing everything haphazardly onto a bedspread that may or may not have seen the inside of a dry cleaner recently. The TV beckons. The siren song of daytime television is strong today, but I resist - for now.
- 3:00 PM: Hunger strikes! After a quick Google search, I stumble upon a local pizza joint called "Mama Mia's". It was a total dive…and the pizza? Glorious. Like, seriously, best-pizza-I've-had-in-months glorious. The crust was perfect. The sauce? Tangy and bright. The cheese? Oh, the cheese. I devoured it, like a starving wolf. Note to self: return to Mama Mia's before leaving BWI.
- 4:00 PM: Stumbling through the room with a full belly! I think that after pizza, I'd start my first day with the day as I was planning, which was to visit the Inner Harbor. But the weather was bad, a storm was brewing and I was tired. Maybe tomorrow!
- 6:00 PM: The day is ending and it is time for another meal, maybe just watching TV, but I have to prepare tomorrow's itinerary.
Day 2: Inner Harbor, Regret, and the Ghosts of History (Maybe Literally)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Ugh! Late start. Okay, this is already off schedule, but the comfiness of that bed was intoxicating. Quick breakfast from the vending machine (thank god for those). Planning for the Inner Harbor.
- 10:00 AM: Drive to the Inner Harbor. Traffic was a beast. I swear, every single other car on the road was a tourist. I got lost. (GPS lied to me!) Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I found parking. It's the price to pay for convenience, even if it's far and I have to walk!
- 11:00 AM: The Inner Harbor. Okay, it's cool. Very touristy, but cool. The USS Constellation was neat, and I enjoyed it, but also… wow, a lot of people. I felt a little overwhelmed, a little… claustrophobic.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch… It had to be seafood, of course. The crab cakes were solid, but a little overpriced. Everything feels so expensive once you're in those touristy areas. I kind of wish I had gone back to Mama Mia's. Regret, setting in early, strong.
- 2:30 PM: History! The Baltimore Maritime Museum. Honestly, I love history, but museums make me so sleepy. I start wandering around aimlessly. I'm tired of the crowds, but forced myself to enjoy it.
- 4:00 PM: "I should have just brought a chair." I thought that as I got the worst view to the next attraction: Fort McHenry. And I had to stand there! The fort itself was fascinating, but…the sun was blazing in my eyes, and I just wished I could sit down. Also, did I imagine that ghostly figure flitting by the cannon? Probably just the sun. Or a really dramatic, history-loving ghost.
- 6:00 PM: Back to the hotel, exhausted. Dinner is from the convenience store, and it's okay. A night of TV to prepare for tomorrow.
Day 3: Washington, D.C!
- 9:00 AM: Ah hell, here we go again! I wake up. This time, I need to get to D.C.
- 10:00 AM: Arrived in DC! The traffic was a nightmare. The first stop I scheduled was the National Mall.
- 11:00 AM: The National Mall. Wow. Just…wow. The Washington Monument. The Lincoln Memorial. The World War II Memorial. It was all so…big. And beautiful. And overwhelming. I started crying. So many memories rushing back to me. It was the first time I'd seen the memorials. I didn't know what to say. It was quiet. It was peaceful. I had to go back to the hotel!
- 1:00 PM: Lunch in D.C. after the mall. I just wanted some quick fast food.
- 2:00 PM: The Smithsonian. Yes, I visited the Smithsonian. But I didn't pay attention. It was all a blur.
- 4:00 PM: My time was up. Back to the hotel. I'm mentally tired.
Day 4: Departure and the Realities of Travel
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Still tired. Checked out.
- This whole trip has been a blur…
- 10:00 AM: I can't begin to describe what I've experienced, and I'm glad. I'm going home.
Final Thoughts:
So, there it is. A whirlwind of pizza, history, traffic, and general chaos. This trip wasn't perfect, and in fact, it was a bit of a mess. But that's okay. That's life, isn't it? And hey, at least I got to eat some really fantastic pizza. Always a win. And next time… I'm bringing a folding chair. And maybe a therapist.
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So, what *is* this about, exactly? Like, what's the theme? Is there a theme? I'm already confused.
Okay, deep breaths. Honestly? There isn't ONE theme. Life, you know? Kinda a scattered mess. But if I had to shoehorn something in, let's call it... "Things That Make Me Go 'Hmm'." From the utterly mundane to the slightly philosophical, expect a rollercoaster. And yeah, I'm already confused too. Join the club, friend. We have cookies. (Maybe. I haven't checked.)
Why are you doing it like *this*? This HTML code thing? My brain is twitching.
Ugh, fine, the HTML. Let's be real, it's probably for SEO purposes. Or some algorithm overlord. I swear, sometimes I think the internet is just a giant, complex cat toy designed to torment us. I'm just obeying the rules, okay? Don't blame me. Blame the bots.
Okay, okay, I'm in. Let's talk *stuff*. What's bothering you *right now*? (Besides the HTML. Because, yeah, that's a whole other level of weird.)
Right now? Mmm, the sheer amount of *stuff*. Like, actual physical *stuff*. I was just digging through a drawer – a drawer in my *own* house! – and found a button I have NO memory of owning. A tiny, silver button. Where did it come from? What did it button? Is it a clue?! I’m spiraling. It's those little mysteries that I find so fascinating. And infuriating.
Speaking of stuff… what's the best thing you've ever bought? (And don't say a phone. Be interesting!)
Oh man, the *best* thing? That's a tough one. Okay, okay... Years ago, back when I had very little money, I bought a second-hand, ridiculously beat-up, teal-colored bicycle. It was *ugly*. Like, "needs-a-name-that-reflects-its-ugliness" ugly. I named her "The Beast". And that bike... that bike took me everywhere. It was FREEDOM. Wind in my hair (or what was left of it), sun on my face, the satisfying *click, click, click* of the gears. I swear, that bike saw more adventures than I did. Seriously, The Beast was my best friend.
Okay, but what about REALLY BAD purchases? The ones you regret? Spill the tea!
Oh, *do* I have horror stories. There was the 'miracle' ab-cruncher machine. You know, the one that promised rock-hard abs in *minutes* a day? (Spoiler alert: my abs remain stubbornly *un*rock-hard.) Then there's the... okay, let's call it "The Incident of the Self-Sealing Food Containers." I bought a set. Thought I was so clever. Turns out, they sealed *too* well. Like, I-need-a-mallet-to-open-them well. And the food? Forget about it. It'd be perfectly preserved, even *if* it was growing its own ecosystem inside. Seriously, those things were biological experiments. Utter disaster. Never. Again.
What about relationships? How do you handle *those*? Love, friendship, people in general. The good, the bad, the awkward...
Relationships... Oy vey. They're a minefield, aren't they? Love? Sometimes it feels like winning the lottery. Sometimes, it's like tripping over your own feet and face-planting in a puddle of mud. Friendships? Cherish them. Seriously. They're the ones who'll help you pick yourself up after the face-plant. And People? Oh, people are a glorious, messy, unpredictable bunch. Sometimes, I'm the awkward one. Sometimes, I'm the one trying to soothe the awkward one. Trying to navigate them is like trying to herd cats. It’s the chaos that makes it interesting.
What's something you're REALLY passionate about, that maybe most people don't care about? (Besides, you know, tiny buttons).
The sound of rain on a tin roof. Seriously. It's the most soothing, melancholic, utterly perfect sound in the world. It's like nature's white noise, but infinitely more interesting. All the rhythms and patters vary between a light drizzle or a heavy downpour, and each one creates its own type of tranquility. Most people probably don't *get* it. They're too busy complaining about the weather. More for me, I guess. I can sit for hours just listening, lost in the sound.
Okay, this is all a bit much. What's your biggest flaw? Come on, own it.
Procrastination. Oh, the deep, abiding love I have for putting things off. It's an Olympic sport for me. I'm pretty sure I could get a gold medal in "Avoiding Actually Doing Things." I *know* I should be working on [insert project here – that I'm probably putting off as we speak], but the allure of the internet rabbit hole… well, it's strong. So very strong. I'm a work in progress!
If you could have any superpower, what would it be? (And don't say invisibility. That's cliché.)
Hmm, good question. Okay, it would be the ability to instantly know when someone is being genuine and not just trying to pull a quick one. No more fake smiles! No more manipulative tactics! Just pure, unfiltered honesty. The chaos would be beautiful. Though knowing the truth about everything might be... too much. Maybe I need a superpower that lets me selectively filter the truth. I dunno, I'm workshopping this one.
So, what's next? What's the plan?Snooze And Stay
