Sicamous Getaway: Unbelievable Deals at Super 8!
Sicamous Getaway: Super 8? Seriously? (My Honest-to-Goodness Review)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea on the Sicamous Getaway: Unbelievable Deals at Super 8! Yeah, that tagline had me intrigued too. Unbelievable deals? In Sicamous? I was expecting, well, not luxury, but perhaps a pleasant, clean place to crash after a day of splashing in the Shuswap. Let's just say, the experience was… memorable.
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First Impressions & Accessibility (Let's Get Real, Folks)
So, the first thing? Finding the place wasn't exactly a breeze. My GPS took me around a few times, which already started the frustration levels climbing. Finding the entrance felt like a scavenger hunt, but hey, maybe that's part of the unbelievable deal experience, right?
Accessibility? Okay, let's see. Wheelchair accessible? Hmm, the entrance seemed okay, but navigating the hallways felt a little tight. I’m not in a wheelchair, but I can see how it might be a bit of a challenge. Elevator? Yep, spotted one! That's a win. Facilities for disabled guests? I didn't specifically see anything, but it's always a good idea to call ahead and double-check for specific needs. Air conditioning in public area? Well, it was working, thank God.
Pro-Tip: Call ahead and clarify any accessibility concerns before you arrive. Seriously.
Rooms: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Questionable
Let's talk bedrooms, shall we? Available in all rooms: Air conditioning (thank you, sweet baby Jesus), alarm clock (did anyone really use these anymore?), and…wait for it…Wi-Fi [free]! Hallelujah! Internet access – wireless! Double Hallelujah!
The Good: The bed was…fine. Clean-ish. The Wi-Fi actually worked, which is a modern miracle. Blackout curtains did a decent job of blocking out the relentless Canadian sunshine, and there was a desk to work on.
The Bad: The decor… well, let's just say it screams "budget-friendly." The carpeting? Hmmm. I tried not to look too closely. Non-smoking rooms are available, which is a must for me. The hair dryer was…optimistic, at best. And the "complimentary tea?" Yeah, instant, but hey, it was free. There were slippers in the room, which was kind of a nice touch.
The Slightly Questionable: The refrigerator sounded like a small, angry lawnmower. And the bathroom phone? Seriously? Who are you supposed to call? Your therapist? I mean, I understand some people are in need of some serious therapy, but in that moment, I don't think it was absolutely necessary.
Cleanliness & Safety (The Important Stuff)
Cleanliness and safety: This is where things get a little… complicated. Anti-viral cleaning products? I hope so! Daily disinfection in common areas? Fingers crossed! Rooms sanitized between stays? I want to believe! Staff trained in safety protocol? I saw a lot of mask-wearing, which is a good sign, but it felt a little disorganized. Hand sanitizer was available. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter? Well, that was a challenge in the breakfast area. Sterilizing equipment? I'm guessing there was some, somewhere.
My honest take? It wasn't disgustingly dirty, but it wasn't sparkling either. I wouldn’t be shocked if the cleaning crew used a single spray bottle for the entire floor, but I'm probably being dramatic. It’s a Super 8, people, let’s manage expectations.
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking (Fueling the Adventure)
Breakfast [buffet]? Well, yes, kind of. And let me tell you, I'm not usually a breakfast-buffet kind of gal, but I was STARVING. Breakfast takeaway service? Not really, but you could load up your plate and eat in your room. The "buffet" consisted of sad-looking scrambled eggs, some questionable sausages (I bravely took a bite), sugary cereal, and the usual suspects: toast, muffins, and coffee. Coffee/tea in restaurant (or what passes for it) The coffee was… well, it was coffee. Enough to keep you going, I suppose.
Things to do, ways to relax, Pool? OMG, this is where it really takes a bizarre turn.
Swimming pool [outdoor]? YES! Glory be! This was the saving grace! I mean, it wasn't the fanciest pool I've ever seen, but in this case, the water was the best part. Pool with view There was no view. But the water was clean, the kids seemed happy, and I managed to get a few minutes of peaceful floating.
Spa? Nope. Spa/sauna? Not here. Steamroom? Uh, no. Sauna? Big negative. Fitness center? Ha! I didn't see one.
Services and Conveniences (The Perks, Maybe?)
Cash withdrawal? Nope. Concierge? Nope. Dry cleaning? Not happening. Facilities for disabled guests? I mentioned before. Invoice provided? Yup! Ironing service? I didn't ask, and I doubt it. Laundry service? Probably not, but I didn't investigate. Luggage storage? Maybe, if you ask nicely.
For the Kids (Bringing the Young Ones?)
Family/child friendly? Yes! The pool is a huge draw for kids. Kids meal? I didn't see anything specific, but there were places to eat with kids around Sicamous. Babysitting service? I doubt it.
Getting Around (Navigating Sicamous)
Car park [free of charge]? Indeed! Car park [on-site]? Yep! Taxi service? Probably available. Airport transfer? Nope.
My Epic Breakfast Adventure (and the Truth About “Unbelievable Deals”)
Okay, so, here’s an anecdote to drive home the unbelievable part of the "unbelievable deals" that I experienced: The breakfast buffet. I went in with a hopeful heart, ready to embrace the Super 8 experience. I took a plate, grabbed some scrambled eggs (hmmm, rubbery), a sausage (questionable composition), and a piece of toast (it was toast). Sitting down, I took a bite of my "sausage". My stomach immediately started to rumble. I knew something was amiss. I looked around, noticing that everyone around me was scarfing down breakfast as if their lives depended on it. I could hear my stomach growling, threatening to launch my morning-after-breakfast-regret into the bathroom. I could not bring myself to take another bite. I quickly packed up and took my breakfast to go. After sitting in my room for about 20 minutes, I decided to go back for more. I returned to the breakfast area. Lo and behold, it had totally transformed. The eggs were gone, the sausages were no more. There was only toast, bagels, and some sad-looking juices. The breakfast was not replaced. "Unbelievable" indeed. That's the imperfection of a discount motel.
The Overall Verdict: Super 8? Super…Okay.
Would I stay at the Sicamous Getaway: Unbelievable Deals at Super 8 again? Maybe. If I needed a budget-friendly place to crash for a night, and the pool was open, and I'd already pre-planned my breakfasts. It's not going to win any awards for luxury, but it's functional. Just keep your expectations—and your stomach—in check.
Final Score: 2.5 out of 5 stars.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because you're about to ride shotgun on my trip to Sicamous, BC – and let me tell you, it wasn't exactly a smooth ride. We're at the Super 8, which, let's be honest, promises more than it delivers, but who am I kidding, I'm a sucker for a motel with a continental breakfast. (Spoiler alert: the "fruit" was looking suspect).
Day 1: The Drive from Hell (And the Phantom Smell of Exhaust)
- 8:00 AM: Okay, reality check. Woke up late. My car is packed tighter than a sardine can, thanks to my overzealous packing skills. Got the feeling already I packed way too much. Breakfast? Let's be real, I scarfed down a questionable gas station croissant while wrestling with the GPS. The drive to Sicamous from… well, let’s just say it's a long drive.
- 12:00 PM: First real hiccup: traffic. Dead. Stop. Ugh. Sat there for what felt like a millennium. My road trip snack situation? Gone. Devoured. The coffee sludge from the gas station was kicking in, though, so at least I had the shakes to keep me company.
- 3:00 PM: Finally, finally the traffic clears. And then… a god-awful smell. Like, seriously bad. It was the exhaust fumes from a semi-truck, and it followed me for the next hundred miles. I rolled the windows up, then down, then up again, alternating between suffocation and the putrid aroma of diesel. My mood? Let’s just say I’m starting to question my life choices.
- 6:00 PM: Arrived at the Super 8. Or, as I call it, “The Gateway to Mild Disappointment.” Checkout was a battle. The lady at the front desk had a face like she'd seen things, man. (And probably had.) The room itself? Pretty standard, but clean-ish. The complimentary toiletries were definitely not “designer.”
- 7:00 PM: Unpacked and collapsed on the bed. The sheer relief of escaping the exhaust fumes was overwhelming. Dinner at… a local pub. Food? Okay. Service? Slow as molasses. The kind of slow where you start people-watching and wonder if the couple across from you is actually arguing about the thermostat on their home or just practicing. Ordered a burger, it was as tasty as the exhaust smell was potent.
Day 2: Shuswap Lake Shuffle & a Paddle Gone Wrong (Very Wrong)
- 8:00 AM: Continental Breakfast. The fruit was… still suspect. Switched to the waffles. At least the syrup was vaguely sweet. Saw a guy wearing a Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and socks with sandals. Sicamous, you’re a wild place.
- 9:00 AM: Decided to hit Shuswap Lake. This was the whole point of coming here, right? Renting a kayak! Visions of serene paddling, pristine water, sunlight dancing on the waves.
- 9:30 AM: Found a kayak rental place. The guy in charge (let's call him "Rusty") looked like he'd been paddling since the Ice Age. He gave me the obligatory safety talk, which I mostly tuned out.
- 10:00 AM: Launched into the water. The sun was shining! The lake was gorgeous! I felt… confident. Oh, the hubris!
- 10:15 AM: My kayak promptly tried to tip over. Twice. Rusty probably had a good chuckle. I blamed the current. And maybe the fact I haven't kayaked in 10 years.
- 10:30 AM: Started paddling. Enjoyed the view. Almost went into a pile of seaweed.
- 11:00 AM: Decided to navigate a small cove. Big mistake. The wind picked up. The waves got chop-py. I was paddling with the grace of a confused walrus. My arms were burning. I almost capsized again.
- 11:30 AM: Made it back. Sweaty, exhausted, and with my dignity slightly bruised. Rusty just smirked. "Alright, see ya next time." Yeah, no.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a lakeside café. Ate the fish – which, okay, fine, it was good. The view? Spectacular. The salty water? Still felt on my skin.
- 3:00 PM: Decided a nap was in order. Hotel bed, here I come!
- 7:00 PM: Wandered aimlessly. Found a little ice cream place. Ate a double scoop. All was right with the world.
Day 3: Goodbye, Sicamous, You Wild Beast
- 8:00 AM: Continental Breakfast, the sequel! Still suspect fruit, more waffles. The Hawaiian shirt guy was there again. Judging me, I'm sure he was judging me.
- 9:00 AM: Checked out. No complaints. Maybe just a little sad that I hadn't conquered the water.
- 9:30 AM: Hit the road. Back to the real world.
- 10:00 AM: Traffic. Again. Ugh. At least the exhaust smell wasn’t as strong!
- 12:00 PM: Stopped at a diner. The coffee was hot. The pie was homemade. The waitress (this time with an optimistic smile) refilled my cup twice. The road, despite its trials, was calling for me.
- 4:00 PM: Home, safe and sound. Or at least exhausted and slightly sea-sick.
- Tonight Will I go back to Sicamous? Maybe. Will I try kayaking again? Probably not. But hey, it's memories. Some of them are good, some of them… well, they're definitely experiences. And that's what counts, right? Right?
So...Super 8 in Sicamous? Is that, like, actually a *getaway*? My bar is low.
Look, let's be real. We're not talking Ritz-Carlton. We're talking… well, a Super 8. But a *cheap* Super 8. And honestly? Sicamous is fantastic. Picture this: you, a questionable decision or two away from needing a nap (or a whole weekend) and a lake. And maybe some time to just… breath. That alone is worth dealing with slightly questionable, but hopefully clean, carpets.
My first trip to Sicamous, it was a total, "I need to escape my life," situation. I swear, I booked the room while I was still in the parking lot of *that* meeting. I needed out. And you know what? The Super 8, with its slightly-too-stark lighting and the questionable continental breakfast (more on THAT later) became my sanctuary. It was… a base camp. Okay, maybe a poorly-equipped base camp, but a base camp nonetheless! The lake? Heaven. The room? A place to shed the day. And the deals? They let me afford the gas *and* the ice cream. (Priorities, people!)
What's the deal with the "deals"? Are they actually good? I'm a skeptical human.
They *can* be. You gotta do your homework, though. Check the fine print. Sometimes, "deal" means "slightly less expensive than paying full price." But other times? You can score some serious savings, especially if you're flexible with your dates and you're willing to book in advance. Think late-season shoulder season bargains, or off-season specials. I once got a room for, like, the price of a fancy coffee! I promptly spent the savings on some utterly unnecessary, but very shiny, lake floaties. (Worth it.) But be prepared to see the prices fluctuate, be ready to walk away if it is too expensive. Don't commit until you know what you are doing.
Okay, okay, fine. But the *breakfast*? I've seen Super 8 breakfast. Is it truly worth sacrificing for the "deal?"
Ah, the breakfast. Here's the thing: temper your expectations. You are not getting a gourmet brunch. You are getting… sustenance. Think a collection of pre-packaged pastries that might or might not taste vaguely of cardboard, a waffle maker that's seen better days, and the promise of coffee that may or may not have been brewed with actual coffee grounds. (sometimes, the coffee is good, sometimes you need to re-brew.)
I'll never forget the time I found myself staring at a suspiciously-greenish piece of… something… at the breakfast buffet. I think it was supposed to be a muffin. I opted for the stale bagel instead. My point is, pack some emergency granola bars. Or, better yet, use the money you saved on the room to go grab some actual breakfast at a local place, which I HIGHLY recommend! I'm sure there is a great cafe in town.
What activities are there to DO in Sicamous? Because I'm not just going to sit in a Super 8 all day… right? (Please tell me "right.")
Oh, honey, *no*! You're not just sitting in the Super 8! Sicamous is all about the lake! You can rent a boat (expensive, but amazing). You can rent a jet ski (even more expensive, and potentially terrifying). You can swim. You can kayak. You can paddleboard. You can float around on those shiny lake floaties I mentioned earlier. (Seriously, DO IT.)
And then there's the hiking! There are trails around the lake. I'll never not recommend a nature walk when there is one near. Seriously, breathing that fresh air is good for the soul. Look, let's be clear: I went on a solo trip to Sicamous once, and honestly? I spent the entire time *reading a book* on a dock. And it was glorious. The lake's view? The absolute best part of it all.
Is it family-friendly? I have small, potentially chaos-inducing humans attached to me.
Generally, yes. The Super 8 *is* a Super 8. Family friendly. But... be prepared for slightly thinner walls, and the potential for your little darlings to wake up the entire floor at 6 am (I've *been* that person). The lake is fantastic for kids, though, and there are usually some family-friendly activities happening nearby. The location and the area in general is one of the best features for families of any kinds.
For the chaos? Pack essentials. Snacks, games, activities. And earplugs for yourself. Seriously. You'll need them. Also, consider this: if you're looking for a quiet, romantic getaway, this might not be the *best* choice. Though, hey, maybe the chaos *is* romantic in its own weird way? (Maybe not...) Think of it more as a basecamp for family fun, if the deal is good.
What if something goes *wrong*? What if my room is… bad? Like, really bad?
Okay, let's face it, it's a Super 8, and they're not all created equal. If your room is truly horrendous (think: things you don't even want to *describe*) politely (but firmly) talk to the front desk. Politeness is key. Also, take pictures. (Just in case.) They *should* try to rectify the situation, either by moving you to a different room or potentially offering some sort of compensation. I had a situation once where the promised King bed was a queen... very disappointing. I've never had a room be awful but they always try to fix the problem.
If that doesn't work, sometimes this is an opportunity to put your feelings aside, and enjoy the lake!
Okay, the *real* question: Would you recommend it? Be honest.
Look, if you are looking for a luxurious getaway, look elsewhere. But, if you are looking for a budget-friendly, fun way to explore Sicamous and you are ready for something that isn't perfect, then yes. Absolutely.
My first time, I was so stressed that I could barely function. I looked at the price, and it was the best deal. And you know what? It worked. Sicamous is the star. The Super 8? Supporting cast. The *deals*? The enablers. Just go. Pack your floaties. Embrace the chaos. And maybe pack those earplugs. You might be surprised. You might even have a great time. I'Boutique Inns
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