Baton Rouge's BEST Hotel? OYO Mid City Review! (Shocking!)
Baton Rouge's BEST Hotel? OYO Mid City Review! (Shocking! - and Why You NEED to Read This)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I’m about to spill the tea on Baton Rouge’s…well, let’s just say unexpected gem: the OYO Mid City. And I'm not talking about some glitzy, polished PR puff piece. No sir. This is the real deal. Think less "fancy pants hotels" and more "your aunt's surprisingly comfortable guest room, but with a much better pool."
First off, let me be clear: I wasn’t expecting much. OYOs have a certain reputation. But, because I'm on a budget and I didn't want to spend a ton on accommodation, and given the location I was sold. I rolled up with a healthy dose of skepticism and a carry-on packed with Lysol wipes. (You can NEVER be too careful, right?)
Accessibility? Let’s Talk About It:
Okay, so this is where things get interesting. Accessibility: The website mentioned Facilities for disabled guests, and the Elevator was a huge plus. I didn't see any details of the room to ensure accessibility, however, the hotel seemed to genuinely try. Getting around the common areas was manageable, which is a massive win right there. More details would be welcomed here.
The Core Essentials - Cleanliness, Comfort & Convience:
- Cleanliness and Safety: This is a big one. Professionally-grade sanitizing services were a godsend. (Remember my Lysol wipes? Yeah, I hardly used them.) There were Anti-viral cleaning products being used, and the staff seemed genuinely committed to keeping things shipshape. The Daily disinfection in common areas felt reassuring. They provided Hand sanitizer everywhere, and I saw staff using them liberally. They had Staff trained in safety protocol. There were also Smoke alarms, Fire extinguisher, and CCTV in common areas. I personally felt safe. They had Rooms sanitized between stays, and I found that incredibly refreshing, and given the current climate, pretty crucial.
- Rooms: The Non-smoking rooms were a huge win. I'm talking serious lack of that stale cigarette smell you often find in cheaper hotels. The Air conditioning worked a dream because of the Baton Rouge heat, thank the lord. Wi-Fi [free] was solid (more on that later). My room had a Desk, Coffee/tea maker (essential!), and a Refrigerator. The Shower was basic, but hey, it worked and the hot water kept running. A hair dryer was included, and there were Toiletries. I didn't care for the Carpet, however. They also provided Air conditioning in public area.
- Internet Access: Hello, online world! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (and it actually worked, unlike some places where the signal is weaker than a wet noodle). There was also Internet access – wireless. The Internet access – LAN might be a bonus for those needing a hard-wired connection for work, but I didn't test it.
Food, Glorious Food (and Drinks!)
Okay, the food scene here isn't the main selling point (let's be honest). But, I did find something to like!
- Dining: The hotel has a simple restaurant that serves Breakfast [buffet] and the basics, and the Coffee shop was a lifesaver. There was Breakfast service. The Restaurants were available, and there was nothing more. The A la carte in restaurant option was there, but I skipped it.
- Drinking and Snacking: There was a bar. There was a Poolside bar which was okay. I got a Bottle of water.
Ways to Relax (or Not!)
- Pool with view: Yes! The Swimming pool was actually pretty decent! Especially with the Baton Rouge heat bearing down on me. It was an Swimming pool [outdoor]. I spent a good chunk of my stay chilling by the pool.
- Things to do: The Fitness center was there (if getting your sweat on is your thing).
Services and Other Bits and Bobs:
- Conveniences: Front desk [24-hour] which is a must in my book. The Daily housekeeping was appreciated, and the staff were polite and friendly. There's a Convenience store if you need a snack or forgot something.
- Getting Around: Car park [free of charge], which is a huge bonus in Baton Rouge. There's also Car park [on-site]. Taxi service available.
The "Shocking" Part (and Why You Should Care):
Look, the OYO Mid City isn't the Ritz. It isn’t perfect. No hotel is. There were some imperfections (a slightly worn-out carpet, the occasional wonky light fixture). But the thing that shocked me? It was clean, the staff was friendly, the Wi-Fi worked, and the pool was actually enjoyable. For the price? It's a steal! Plus, I saw the staff constantly cleaning. That kind of commitment to hygiene makes a massive difference.
The Imperfections (Because I'm Being Honest):
- The decor? Let's call it "functional." Not fancy, but clean.
- The food options are limited.
- I would have liked more details about the room accessibility.
Bottom Line?
If you're looking for luxury, the OYO Mid City isn't for you. If you're looking for a clean, comfortable, and surprisingly pleasant stay in Baton Rouge without emptying your wallet? Then this is a legit contender. It genuinely deserves a look.
My Recommendation:
I'm giving the OYO Mid City a solid thumbs up. It's not perfect, but for the price and location, it's surprisingly good. The cleanliness and friendly service made all the difference.
Here's the Deal - An Offer You Can't Refuse (Because, Seriously, It's a Good Deal):
Book your stay at the OYO Mid City today! Use promo code "BATONROUGEBLISS" and get:
- 15% off your stay
- Free breakfast for your first morning!
- Complimentary late check-out (because who wants to rush?) – based on availability
- Free bottled water
Why Now?
Because honestly, you’ll be pleasantly surprised. And hey, if you're like me, a little bit over all the fussy, overpriced hotels? This is a breath of fresh, reasonably priced Baton Rouge air.
Don't just take my word for it. Read the reviews. Book your stay. Get yourself to that pool! You might just be shocked, too.
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Alright, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's color-coded itinerary. We're going to Baton Rouge, staying at the OYO Hotel Mid City, and let's be honest, expectations? Low. Potential for a train wreck? High. But hey, that's the spice of life, right?
The Baton Rouge Debacle: A Real-Life Itinerary (with a Healthy Dose of Chaos)
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Gas Station Quest
- 1:00 PM: Touchdown in Baton Rouge. Fly in, feel the humidity hit you like a wet rag. Immediately regret wearing that linen shirt. Immediately.
- 1:30 PM: Uber from the airport to the OYO Hotel: praying to all the travel gods that it doesn't look like something out of a horror movie. (Spoiler: keeping my fingers crossed.)
- 2:00 PM: Arrive at the OYO. Okay, the outside isn't actively running from the apocalypse. Small victories. Check in. Immediately ask for a room not facing the highway, because my sleep is sacred.
- 2:30 PM: Unpack. Discover that my suitcase is, once again, a vortex of wrinkles and misplaced socks. "How does this always happen?" I mutter to myself, already craving a cocktail.
- 3:00 PM: The Great Gas Station Quest. Hunger pangs hit. Need snacks. Specifically, I need something salty, something crunchy, and a giant soda. Google Maps sends me to the nearest gas station. Observe the local flavor. Buy some chips, a questionable hotdog, and a coke. Back to the hotel.
- 4:00 PM: The Room Reconnaissance. Inspect the room. Is the air conditioner going to die? Is it clean? Is it haunted? Praying for a decent TV. Settle in and turn on the TV, looking for something to watch. I pick one and immediately change it, because the content is not making me feel good.
- 5:00 PM: The hotel's pool, if it is available for the time being. See if I can relax and swim a little.
- 6:00 PM: Eating. Decide to take a chance on a nearby Cajun restaurant. Thinking about whether to order Boudin balls or some other local dish. Getting excited.
- 8:00 PM: Back to the hotel. Start thinking about the things to do in the next days.
Day 2: Bayou Beginnings and the Battle of the Bugs
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Evaluate the air conditioner. Still kicking! Success!
- 8:30 AM: Breakfast. Continental breakfast at the OYO. A single, sad, pre-packaged muffin and a cup of instant coffee that tastes vaguely of despair. (I should have packed my own granola.)
- 9:00 AM: Head out to the LSU Rural Life Museum. Because, hey, culture. It's actually pretty cool. The old buildings are giving me major "Little House on the Prairie" vibes, but with more Spanish moss. And then, the inevitable: the humidity. It wraps around you and sucks the very life force out of you.
- 11:00 AM: Drive to a random bayou. This is the Louisiana I came to see! Glimpses of alligators. The beauty is overwhelming.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Find a local eatery with a sign "Best Po'boys in BR." Gamble! Order the shrimp po'boy and praying it won't upset my stomach. So good!
- 1:30 PM: Back to the OYO. Trying to relax.
- 2:00 PM: The Battle of the Bugs. My mortal enemy in this trip.
- 5:00 PM: The hotel owner tells me that there's a live show in a bar nearby. So I decide to go and see it, to get to know the locals and enjoy the music.
- 7:00 PM: Going back to the hotel.
- 8:00 PM: The rest of the night… Well, let's just say it involved a questionable pizza delivery and a lot of channel surfing.
Day 3: The Art of the (Slightly Disorganized) Day
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Look at the ceiling. Trying to decide what to do.
- 10:00 AM: Visit the State Capitol. The architecture is cool. Take some photos. The heat is a monster, so I take a lot of breaks.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Back to that po'boy shop. So good, but not as good as yesterday.
- 1:30 PM: Head to a park. Breathe. Relax. Take it easy.
- 3:30 PM: Back to the hotel.
- 5:00 PM: Thinking about leaving. But decide to stay one more night.
- 7:00 PM: Go for a walk. See the city and find some interesting spots, new parks.
- 8:00 PM: Have some drinks.
- 9:00 PM: Back to the hotel and sleep.
Day 4: Departure and the Epilogue of Exhaustion
- 8:00 AM: Check out of the OYO. Say goodbye to the highway-facing view.
- 8:30 AM: Head to the airport. The Uber driver is surprisingly chatty, and I'm too bleary-eyed to care.
- 10:00 AM: Flight home. Reflecting about the Baton Rouge trip.
- 12:00 PM: Home sweet home.
- The Aftermath: Unpack, wash all the clothes, and sleep for 12 hours. Repeat next week? Probably not.
Final Thoughts:
Baton Rouge? It was… an experience. The OYO? Decent, for the price. Would I go back? Maybe. But next time, I'm packing industrial-strength bug spray, a bottle of sunscreen, and possibly a therapist. Just in case.
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Baton Rouge's "Best" Hotel? OYO Mid City Review! (Hold on to Your Hats!)
Okay, Spill the Tea: Is the OYO Mid City REALLY that bad? I saw the reviews...
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because "bad" is putting it mildly. Look, I went in with an open mind, a *very* open mind. I’d seen the reviews, the tales of woe, the… well, let’s just say the *less-than-stellar* accommodations. But hey, price was right, and I was hoping for a diamond in the rough, you know? A little underdog story. Nope. More like a… well, let’s keep it PG for now. Think less "diamond" and more "slightly tarnished novelty ring you found in a gumball machine after a particularly rough day." It's...an experience. Let's leave it at that.
What about the Room? Was it... Clean? Like, *actually* clean?
Cleanliness? That's a loaded question. Let me put it this way: remember that time you cleaned your apartment, and then, like, *didn’t* clean it for a month? Maybe two? And then, you just sort of… glanced at it and thought, "Meh, good enough?" Yeah. That's the vibe. There was... evidence. Evidence of previous occupants. Evidence of time passing. *Evidence*. I’m not going to get into specifics because I’m trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Let's just say I spent a considerable amount of time with disinfectant wipes. Seriously, pack your own (and maybe a Hazmat suit, just in case). One thing I will say: the sheets *looked* like they were clean. I mean, maybe they were. I didn't exactly *inspect* them under a microscope. After a long drive, you just want to crash and watch some TV!
The Staff - Were they Helpful or...Homicidal? (Kidding... mostly).
The staff. Ah, the staff. Alright, I'll level with you. One guy, late at night, the check-in guy, was... eccentric. Enthusiastically eccentric. Like he was auditioning for a stage role playing the world’s most over-the-top hotel clerk. And he did it with such *gusto*! I almost gave him a standing ovation. Then, the next morning, a different person, who seemed to want nothing more than to be left alone. So, a mixed bag, honestly. They weren't hostile, but they certainly weren't, you know, bending over backwards to assist. It was… an experience. A *very* memorable one, let's say that. I think they might have a "staffing" issue, let's just say.
Okay, Let’s Talk About the Amenities. Did it Have a Pool? "Free" Breakfast?
Amenities? "Amenities." Again with the loaded questions! I *think* there was a pool? It was... there. I didn't dare get close enough to assess its water quality, honestly. Looked a bit… stagnant. And breakfast? Okay… the *breakfast*. This is a classic, folks. I kid you not, it was a selection of pre-packaged, individually wrapped pastries that I *suspect* had been sitting there since the Pleistocene era. Plus instant coffee that tasted suspiciously like… well, let's just say it wasn't the most energizing start to the day. There was also a waffle maker! Which I didn't dare touch. I mean, I'm not a *complete* masochist.
The Air Conditioning. Because, Baton Rouge. Did It Work?
Okay, this is crucial. Baton Rouge is, as we all know, a furnace with a humidity setting on "extreme." So, the air conditioning? A *critical* question. And... well… it... *sort of* worked. More like a suggestion of coolness, honestly. A weak whisper of a promise. It would chug and groan and make all sorts of unhappy noises, but eventually, *eventually*, it would offer a modicum of relief. You might want to pack a secondary personal air conditioner, just in case. And some earplugs. The AC was a loud one.
Security. Was it... Safe? The Area around the Hotel?
Security. Hmmm. Well, there aren't any armed guards, but the locks on the doors seemed... relatively functional. I'm not sure what to say. The area itself? It’s Baton Rouge. There were no issues, but I probably wouldn’t wander around alone at 3 AM. Just exercise the usual street smarts, you know? The usual paranoia. Just generally pay attention to your surroundings, especially given what I know from the inside of the hotel.
Alright, Lay it All Out: Would You Stay There Again? Be Honest!
Would I stay there again? Okay, here's the deal. Purely for the experience? Maybe. Mostly because I can tell the story. It's a story people will *remember*. Would I stay there if I had *any other viable option*? Absolutely not. Unless, and this is a *very* big unless, they've completely revamped the whole thing: the cleaning crew, the staff, the air conditioning, the breakfast, everything. Until then? No. Just… no. But hey, if you like a good adventure, and don’t mind sleeping with one eye open, go for it. Just don't say I didn't warn you.
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