Dallas DFW Airport's BEST Kept Secret: La Quinta Inn & Suites Review!
DFW's Best-Kept Secret? La Quinta Inn & Suites Review - Buckle Up, Buttercups!
Alright, alright, alright! So, you're stuck at DFW. Been there, done that, eaten the sad airport sandwich. Looking for a comfy crash pad, a quick escape before your connecting flight throws you into the abyss? Look no further, fam. I'm about to spill the beans on La Quinta Inn & Suites near DFW. And let me tell you, it's not your grandpa’s La Quinta.
Accessibility: Smooth Sailing (Mostly)
First things first: Accessibility is a big win here. They've got the basics down pat - elevators (thank GOD!), and a generally accessible layout. I didn’t personally need a wheelchair, but I saw some folks navigating easily. The hallways seemed wide enough, which is often a hidden struggle. Of course, a more detailed, in-depth review from someone in a wheelchair would be more helpful, but from my bird’s eye view, it looked pretty thumbs up. I felt the elevator was easily marked and used!
Internet: The Wi-Fi Whisperer
Okay, so Wi-Fi is a necessity of life now, right? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! And it actually WORKS! I mean, I was able to zoom with my family with ease, which makes me a happy camper, and you know those late nights are important for everyone! The internet speed was good enough to download a movie at a reasonable pace instead of spending hours in the lobby when the flight takes off by midnight. You also have access to Internet [LAN] if old school is your vibe, but let's be honest, who uses those anymore? Also, keep an eye on Wi-Fi in public areas because it does work, but it's always better to use your phone if you needed to in a pinch.
Cleanliness and safety: Feeling Safe and Sound?
This is the crucial bit, especially in the post-pandemic world. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Professional-grade sanitizing services? Double check! I even saw a staff member wiping down the elevator buttons, which is pure gold in my book. Rooms sanitized between stays? Yup. They seem committed to keeping things sparkling. I even noticed an Individually-wrapped food options for the breakfast. And honestly, it made me feel safe. The staff are trained in safety protocol, and they seemed to take it seriously. Hand sanitizer stations were abundant, and I certainly felt better than any other airport hotel I've been too. I'll be honest, seeing all the protection makes you realize how much the world has changed.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Journey
Alright, so, La Quinta isn't exactly the Ritz-Carlton, but let's be real, we're talking about an airport hotel. Breakfast [buffet] is the star here. It isn’t gourmet, but it’s free, and surprisingly decent! They had the usual suspects – eggs, sausage, waffles, cereal. Breakfast takeaway service? Yup. Essential for those early morning flights. I would have loved to have a Coffee/tea in restaurant but I was mostly on the go in a hurry to get my food in the morning. The Snack bar is pretty decent if you want to take a snack on the road. The Bottle of water was clutch!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
Small wins folks. Air conditioning in public area is always nice when you are sweating from the Texas heat. Cash withdrawal is on-site for all those last-minute purchases. Concierge is there if you need some assistance with your flight. Daily housekeeping is always a plus! And the Elevator is a lifesaver!
For The Kids: Family First
Family/child friendly? Absolutely! It's a great place for families in a pinch.
Rooms: Your Personal Oasis (Maybe)
Okay, let's get real about the rooms. They're clean, comfortable, and functional. Air conditioning? CHECK. Blackout curtains? Yes! Thank goodness for those! Coffee/tea maker? Yep, essential for any caffeine addict. Free bottled water? Bonus! The Wi-Fi [free] worked like a charm! The Bed felt comfortable enough, the Desk was just enough to work from. And the Refrigerator was much appreciated.
Also available in the room: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, 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.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
They offer Airport transfer. Car park [free of charge] is a huge win!
My Personal Experience: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Soggy Waffle
Alright, here's the real tea. I was stranded at DFW after a flight cancellation. Total nightmare. I was exhausted, hangry, and ready to commit a crime against the airline. I stumbled into La Quinta, absolutely wrecked, and, honestly, it was a lifeline.
I had one of those moments where my phone died right at the entrance (typical right?), meaning you take a walk of shame around the lobby as you try to get some help. The staff was incredibly understanding, though, and helped me get everything sorted.
The breakfast buffet, bless its heart, saved me. The waffle… let's just say it wasn't exactly Instagram-worthy, but it provided the necessary carbs and calories for a battle against the airport blues. The rooms are basic, but were incredibly clean, and everything worked.
The biggest win? Peace of mind. Knowing I had a clean, safe place to crash after a travel meltdown was seriously priceless.
The Verdict: Worth the Booking?
Absolutely, YES. If you're stuck at DFW, La Quinta Inn & Suites is a solid choice. It's clean, accessible, convenient, and offers a much-needed respite from the travel chaos. It’s not luxury, but it's reliable, and, sometimes, that's all you need. Now, if you'll excuse me, I’m off to hit the complimentary waffle machine…
Escape to El Paso: Your Perfect Stay Awaits at La Quinta Inn & Suites!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your sanitized, perfectly-formatted travel itinerary. This is a REAL trip plan, the kind that ends up with you accidentally ordering a side of extra-salty fries at 2 am and wondering where your dignity went. We're hitting up La Quinta Inn & Suites by Wyndham Dallas DFW Airport North, and let's be honest, that "North" is doing a LOT of work. Here goes nothing…
Day 1: Arrival… and Mild Existential Dread
- 1:00 PM (ish): Touchdown at DFW. The usual airport chaos, you know the drill. I swear, the people-watching is a sport. This lady was WHEELING a suitcase the size of a small hatchback! What's in there? Is it a family of hamsters? A miniature castle? The world may never know. Already feeling that pre-travel anxiety bubbling up. Did I pack enough socks? Did I turn off the iron? (The iron, people, always the iron.)
- 2:00 PM (ish): Shuttle to La Quinta. Okay, the shuttle driver was either a saint or completely deaf. He did manage to get us there eventually. The hotel looks… well, it looks like a La Quinta. Comfortable enough, I guess. The AC is blasting like a hurricane in a snow globe. Perfect.
- 2:30 PM: Check-in. The front desk guy was friendly, which is a HUGE win after all the stress. He gave me a room on the third floor. Hooray stairs. At least I'll get some exercise… and probably regret it later.
- 3:00 PM: Room recon. Standard room. Not the Ritz, but hey, clean sheets and a TV is all I need right now. The view? Uh… a parking lot. Ah, the glamour of airport hotels! I think I saw someone on their phone in the parking lot. Really committing to the experience.
- 4:00 PM: Unpack, and try to determine the best place to put my stuff inside. I need to plan some outfits. I realize that the hotel has a pool! Swimming! I should wear my swimsuit. But I can't find it.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner. Okay, this is where things get interesting. I decide to try the complimentary buffet in the morning to save some money. I found a local BBQ joint nearby. The pulled pork sandwich was pure Texas heaven, and the sweet tea… oh man, the sweet tea! I'm already considering buying stock in the stuff.
- 7:00 PM: Okay, fine… I'm going to bed. I just can't fight the feeling of exhaustion. The world can wait. I am ready to sleep. I set the alarm.
Day 2: DFW Adventures (or, More Like Staying Near the Hotel)
- 7:00 AM: Woke up early! The alarms, the noise. I went to the breakfast buffet. I have learned. This breakfast buffet is not good. I tried to have some of the waffle. However the waffle itself was okay. I decided I wanted to eat something a bit better so I just ate the waffle and started to eat it. After a few bites I stopped. Did I want to continue? I am not going to lie. I'm kind of a waffle snob. I don't want to waste my time eating a waffle I don't like. I got myself some coffee, and I left after a few minutes.
- 8:00 AM: Decided to walk around the area. I didn't have too much to see or do. So I took some photos of the area.
- 10:00 AM: I went back to the hotel. And now I'm trying to plan how to spend the whole day.
- 12:00 PM: I decided to go to a shopping mall. I found myself spending three hours at a shopping mall. This is the kind of activity that I would only do if I want to spend the entire day doing something.
- 5:00 PM: I am back in the hotel room. Now I have to start figuring out what to do. I'm so tired.
- 5:30 PM: Decided to go out because I need to do something. Found myself wandering around a few streets. I made a few observations and decided to head to the hotel.
- 7:00 PM: I'm still in the hotel room. I guess I'm tired. I will eat dinner here. I went to bed rather early.
Day 3: Departure and a Little Bit of Regret
- 7:00 AM: I woke up. Oh, I got a good sleep. One of my best of the week.
- 8:00 AM: I think I will skip the buffet. It wasn't for me. So, I will have breakfast somewhere else.
- 9:00 AM: I go to a restaurant. I sat at a table and ate. Then I went back to the hotel.
- 10:00 AM: I checked out and headed off to the airport.
- 1:00 PM: I got on a plane and headed out.
Okay, that's the skeleton. Realistically, this trip will be a blur of mediocre coffee, questionable fashion choices, and the constant worry that I've forgotten something crucial (like my toothbrush… or my brain). But hey, that's the beauty of travel, right? The unexpected, the messy, the absolutely human-ness of it all. Wish me luck, I'll need it!
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DFW Airport's "Best Kept Secret"? La Quinta Inn & Suites - The Unfiltered Truth!
Seriously, what's the big deal about this La Quinta near DFW? I'm seeing all these "best kept secret" reviews... is it hype?
Okay, buckle up, because “hype” barely scratches the surface. Okay, maybe the secret isn't THAT secret anymore, but it's still GOOD. Think of it like this: you're stranded thanks to a delayed flight – which, let's be honest, is almost guaranteed. You're cranky, you're starving, and you smell vaguely of stale pretzels. Then, BOOM! La Quinta. Within minutes, you've got a shuttle, a comfy bed (usually – more on that later!), and a chance to actually shower. It’s the oasis in the desert of travel misery. I was once *this* close to sleeping on the floor of Gate C because of a connection I missed, and lemme tell you, the La Quinta was a lifesaver. My blood pressure dropped like a stone. It's not the Ritz, but it's a darn miracle when you need it.
The shuttle. Is it reliable? Because I've had NIGHTMARES with airport shuttles…
Alright, let's talk shuttle. Okay, it's... *mostly* reliable. Look, it's not a limo. Sometimes, it's packed to the gills, and you'll be crammed in with a gaggle of bleary-eyed travelers and luggage that seemingly multiplies like rabbits. You might have to wait a bit. But, and this is a BIG but, it's *free*. And it runs, like, all the time. I've snagged it at 2 AM after a flight from hell, and again at 6 AM for an early departure without trouble. Did I mention it's free? My one major gripe: Sometimes the driver is silent, sometimes they play the same godawful elevator music on repeat. It's a gamble, but honestly, I usually fall asleep before I can properly judge that part anyway.
Okay, the rooms. What's the *real* scoop?
Ah, the Golden Question. Rooms range from "perfectly adequate" to "where a ghost might live after the last traveler left." Generally, it's clean. *Usually*. I've had rooms that were immaculate, smelling faintly of bleach (a good sign, usually!). I had one room once with a *slight*… *aroma*… of something… lingering? I never figured it out, and honestly, I was too tired to complain. The beds are generally comfortable, though. Pillows can be a gamble though- some are perfect, some are flat as a pancake. The AC works. The TV works. You *might* have a slightly leaky faucet (story of my life, honestly). Don't expect luxury, expect functional. And after a long flight, that's sometimes all you need. The *noise* though... that's a toss-up. I've had quiet stays and stays where you could hear every suitcase rolling down the hall. Bring earplugs, just in case.
The breakfast. Is it worth waking up for? Tell me the truth, don't sugarcoat it.
Okay, truth time. The breakfast is... well, it's free. And it's at least *edible*. Don't expect gourmet. Think: waffle machine (a classic!), make-your-own-toast, cereal, some sad-looking fruit that's seen better days, and generally, some sort of scrambled eggs or sausage (sometimes). It's not the *reason* to stay there, but it's a welcome bonus when you're starving. I once saw a kid load up on waffles and maple syrup with the dedication of a seasoned competitor. It was beautiful to behold. Honestly, if they had good coffee, I'd almost be happy. But, I *always* bring my own emergency coffee stash JUST IN CASE. Don't rely on their coffee.
What about the staff? Are they nice?
The staff is generally…fine. I've never had a truly terrible experience. They're usually efficient, helpful enough, and they definitely understand that weary travelers are not in the mood for nonsense. They know the drill. They’re not necessarily chatty charmers, but they're also not actively trying to make your life miserable. They're the unsung heroes keeping things running smoothly. I once had a slight issue with my reservation (completely my fault, I messed up the dates). The front desk person fixed it without a fuss and with a smile, even though it was clearly MY screwup. They're professionals. They've seen it all. And that's exactly what you want at 2 AM when you've been dealing with travel chaos all day.
Tell me about a time it all went WRONG at La Quinta! I NEED the dirt!
Oh, honey, do I have a story for you. Buckle up, because this is a doozy. I was stranded. Delayed flight, missed connection, the whole nine yards. I am a mess already – I'm talking full-blown travel meltdown. Finally, I get to the La Quinta shuttle. I'm relieved, thinking, 'At least I can collapse in a bed.' The shuttle ride was... bumpy. We were stuffed in there like sardines. We get to the hotel, and it turns out my "confirmed" reservation had *vanished*. Poof! Gone! The front desk person (a very nice, but clearly overwhelmed woman) starts frantically clicking. She's checking every screen, making calls, the whole nine yards. Turns out, somehow, there was a glitch in the system, and my room... wasn't. It was the middle of the night. I was exhausted. I was defeated. My internal monologue devolved into a string of increasingly colorful expletives. Finally, after about 30 minutes (which felt like an eternity), they found a room. Tiny. Near the ice machine. And *smelly*. Not terribly, but definitely a lingering… something. I didn't care. I just needed to sleep. And then… the toilet. Wouldn't flush. Wouldn't. Flush. I am not kidding. I nearly lost it. Picture it: me, completely out of it, jiggling the handle, cursing under my breath, contemplating the ethics of using a hotel bathroom. It was a disaster. I ended up calling the front desk. They sent someone up, and the guy was genuinely apologetic, and fixed it quickly. I swear, it took a full 15 minutes to find that room. I was so tired I could barely remember who I was. I did, however, collapse face first into the bed when I finally felt secure with my head on a pillow again. The sleep? Heavenly. Would I go back? Absolutely. Despite the toilet incident, and the room that wasn't there initially, the La Quinta was my savior. It was where I could finally be at peace. Besides, every good story needs a little drama.
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