Escape to Paradise: Phoenix Airport's BEST Extended Stay Hotel!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's hotel review. This is the real deal, unfiltered and ready to spill some hot tea (hopefully, the kind they serve at the pool, not the kind you get from the pool - you know what I mean). We're diving headfirst into "Escape to Paradise: Phoenix Airport's BEST Extended Stay Hotel!" and I'm here to tell you if it's actually a slice of heaven… or a slightly overpriced purgatory.
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The Arrival - Accessibility, Baby! (And My Ankle…sort of)
Okay, so, I'm not a wheelchair user, but I’ve had a sprained ankle lately, and THAT, my friends, makes you appreciate accessibility features. Getting to the hotel from Phoenix Sky Harbor (PHX) was a breeze. The airport transfer? Smooth as butter, and no, I am NOT being paid to say that. The lobby? Elevator access was a godsend. Seriously, I’m hobbling, and this hotel felt like it actually CARED. (Unlike that last hotel I stayed at, which seemed to think stairs were still a good design choice in 2024.) The whole area felt welcoming, and even though I'm ambulatory, I could appreciate the facilities for disabled guests, things like the ramp at the entrance and the wide hallways. Big ups.
Finding My Room and…The Internet
The hotel REALLY pushes the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, and THANK GOD. Because what extended stay hotel doesn't have that? We can’t survive anymore without our internet, can we. Anyway, for work, for streaming reality shows, for… you get the idea. It worked like a charm, so I have no complaint. Also, good news, I found it had Internet access – wireless, not just in the room but the Wi-Fi in public areas was excellent too. Not that that's a shock, but a sign of the times. As a side note, it also had Internet access – LAN, which, let's be honest, felt like stepping back in time. But hey, if you need a hardline for some reason, it's there.
My Room - Did I Like the Room?
Right! Rooms. Let me get the basics out of the way. The Non-smoking rooms are plentiful, and since I am a smoker, I can't tell you anything about the option for smoking, other than it’s there or not there. Anyway, I like to think it’s there, I guess. The room was nice, nothing mind-blowing, but the Air conditioning was a godsend in Phoenix, and the Blackout curtains? Absolute lifesaver for sleeping off the jet lag. The extra long bed was great. I have a bad back when I sleep in a bad bed, so I had to use the bathroom. The bathroom was decent, the towels were fluffy, and the shower was nice. I liked the mirror, I have a thing for checking myself out. I wouldn't say it was luxurious, but there were complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker, and the mini-bar was stocked, but I ended up getting my own stuff from the convenient store. The Daily housekeeping was there too. It’s all the little things that can make or break a long stay.
Speaking of Long Stays…
This is where "Extended Stay" really kicks in. This place has its priorities straight, in general:
- Air conditioning in public area: Obviously.
- Daily Disinfection in common areas: Always a good thing.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere.
- First aid kit: Just in case, you know?
- Facilities for disabled guests: Crucial to not feeling shut out.
- Laundry service: essential for a long trip.
- Non-smoking rooms: If you're a smoker, you can deal with it. A good amount of hotels these days, but for a reason.
- Safety deposit boxes: To feel safe about your stuff.
- Smoking area: Nice to see it's there.
The Spa, The Gym, and My Moment of Zen (or Lack Thereof)
Alright, let's talk pampering. The Spa offered basically everything. Massages, body scrubs, body wraps, sauna, steamroom…. Sigh. I tried to book a massage, and honestly, they were ALWAYS booked. Like, consistently. I did manage to sneak into the sauna one afternoon after my massage got cancelled and it was pretty blissful. The pool with view was stunning, especially at sunset. It was even better than I was expecting, to be honest. The Fitness center was clean, and the equipment seemed well-maintained.
Food, Glorious Food! (And Maybe a Few Regrets)
The Dining options were a mixed bag. The restaurant had both Western cuisine and Asian cuisine. And the bar, was a nice touch. I tried the burger at the restaurant. It was good. Not life-changing, but good. The poolside bar does a roaring trade, which is nice, although I don't like when it is so packed I have to wait. Also, a bit of a buzzkill, I did the breakfast [buffet] one morning. What I will say is that the Asian breakfast options did not look great, so I ate from the western options. The coffee shop was decent. And the room service [24-hour], well, let's just say I may have ordered a pizza at 3 AM one night after a particularly stressful day and then got food poisoning. I can't blame the hotel, but maybe I should have stuck to the soup. So yeah… I did have a bad experience on this front.
For the Kids (And the Kid in Me)
Listen, I'm not a parent, but I saw a few families around, so I did my research. Family/child friendly is a definite yes. There were Kids facilities (although I couldn't see what they were), and they had a babysitting service. As a note, I saw several kids playing in the swimming pool.
Other Services and Conveniences…
They genuinely thought of everything. Business facilities, Meeting/banquet facilities, a convenience store, concierge, luggage storage, currency exchange, dry cleaning, laundry service, car park [free of charge], and a gift/souvenir shop. Wow. Okay. No complaints.
Cleanliness and Safety - Because in 2024, It Matters:
This is where Escape to Paradise really shines. I felt safe. The anti-viral cleaning products were a HUGE relief (pandemic anxiety is real, you know?). Rooms sanitized between stays? Check. Staff trained in safety protocol? Seemed like it. Cashless payment service? Absolutely. Hand sanitizer everywhere. They take cleanliness seriously, and it shows.
My Overall Vibe - The Verdict
Honestly? I really vibed with this place. It's not perfect, but it's a solid choice for an extended stay near the Phoenix airport. It’s accessible, it’s got great amenities, you can get some good food, the pool is awesome, and the staff are really friendly and helpful. It feels safe and clean, and after being there for a week, I was honestly sad to leave. The slight imperfections add charm, and they do offer car park [on-site].
The Messy, Honest, Funny, and Absolutely Human Conclusion:
Sure, the massage schedule could improve, and maybe that pizza wasn't the best idea. Escape to Paradise: Phoenix Airport's BEST Extended Stay Hotel isn’t, well… paradise. But it's close. It's a haven, not a hellhole, and the good far outweighs the bad. Highly recommend.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because this itinerary is gonna be LESS "polished travel blogger" and MORE "me, wrestling with a rental car in the Arizona sun." We're going to explore from Extended Stay America Suites - Phoenix - Airport - Tempe, and it's gonna be an adventure. Wish me luck, I need it (mostly with the rental car).
Extended Stay America - Phoenix - Airport - Tempe: The Launchpad (and possibly, the Holding Pen)
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Unknown (and Maybe Regret)
- 1 PM (ish): Arrived. Flight was… well, let’s just say it involved a screaming toddler and a questionable in-flight movie. The Extended Stay is… extended. And very… yellow. The carpet has a history, I can feel it. My room is a beige box, but hey, it has a kitchenette! I'm already fantasizing about instant ramen and a microwaveable burrito.
- 2 PM - 2:30 PM: Unpack, or rather, cascade luggage haphazardly across the beige bed. Find myself staring at the weirdly thin pillows. This is going to be an exercise in grit.
- 2:30 PM - 3:30 PM: Stroll to Ralphs! (Or maybe not a stroll, with the blistering heat). The nearest supermarket for supplies. Get water, snacks, and something chocolate to fight off the impending doom (aka jet lag).
- 3:30 PM onward: Contemplate the existential dread that is renting a car. Seriously. It’s a HUGE responsibility. What if I drive in the wrong lanes? What if a tumbleweed attacks? Staring at the rental car reservation… I think I need a nap, and maybe a stiff drink (not that I'm allowed to drink).
Day 2: Embracing the Desert, and Possible Proximity to Craziness
- 8 AM: Wake up and assess the damage. The mirror reflects a face that might mistake a cactus for a friend. Coffee fix is essential. (The coffee machine in the room is… minimal).
- 9 AM: The Desert Botanical Garden. Okay, this is the "culture" part. I love cacti! But, let's be honest, I'm slightly worried about wandering off into the desert. The heat is already intense. I am the human sun, according to my mom. I'll try to take a lot of pictures!
- Impression: Stunningly beautiful, but… HOT. Like roasting-a-turkey-in-a-tin-can hot. I attempted to be a nature photographer, failing miserably. My camera is full of sun-drenched, slightly blurry photos of cacti. Also, I may or may not have almost tripped over a prickly pear. Close call for the whole "cactus-as-friend" idea.
- 12 PM: Lunch! I'm thinking something with air conditioning included. Maybe a diner? Maybe a dive bar? Decisions, decisions. I found a local diner (or at least one that looked local), and had the most greasy burger. Worth is just to say I tried!
- 2 PM: Taliesin West. Frank Lloyd Wright's winter home and architectural school? This could be awesome, or a total snoozefest. (Hoping for awesome, because architecture is so cool…)
- Emotional Fallout: It was SO cool. Seriously, the design, the history, the vibe… I'm now considering building a house out of rocks and dreams. And failing miserably.
Day 3: Tempe Town Lake and the "Almost Drowned" Experience (Maybe)
- 9 AM: Hit the Tempe Town Lake. They said it would be a walk around a lake. They lied. It’s a walk around a LAKE. It's beautiful, but I was underprepared… I felt like I was going in an endurance race.
- 11 AM: The "almost drowned" experience! Seriously, this is why I should not be left to my own devices.
- The story, in all its messy glory: I was looking at the water, thinking it would be fun to try to touch it. And slipped off the edge! A small, and very embarrassing, flailing show. Fortunately, some awesome person (the lake guardian angel) grabbed my arm, and I was saved. My face was probably as red as the setting sun. I now know how close to actual drowning can feel.
- 1 PM: More food to recover from near-drowning experience.
- 2 PM onward: Decide to take it easy, maybe revisit my room. Maybe go to bed… I'm seriously jet-lagged. I think I'm having an identity crisis.
Day 4: Phoenix Exploration and the Curse of the Inefficient AC
- 9 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. Or, at least, attempt to eat the "complimentary" breakfast. It's not great, but at least it’s free.
- 10 AM: Head to the Heard Museum. Native American art and culture! I've heard great things. Hoping for a crash course in something other than "how to almost drown in a lake."
- Impression: The Heard Museum was fantastic. The exhibits are amazing. The art is mind-blowing. I am in awe. I'm also considering buying a turquoise ring, although, the voice of reason whispers, "You never wear jewelry."
- 1 PM: Lunch downtown Phoenix.
- 3 PM: The Air Conditioning Saga. My room's AC is… iffy. One moment it's a balmy 100 degrees, the next it's the Antarctic. Trying to survive the fluctuations. I'm beginning to suspect a conspiracy.
Day 5: Leaving and the Epilogue (or the Quest for a Bathroom)
- 7 AM: Wake up. Pack. The beige box is now "home" or, at least, "temporary shelter."
- 8 AM: Breakfast. And a serious coffee injection.
- 9 AM: Check out. Return the rental car (praying I haven't left any vital parts behind).
- 9:30 AM: Waiting at the airport, looking for a toilet and trying to contain the chaos in my brain.
Epilogue:
- Arizona was… an experience. The desert is beautiful, the architecture is stunning, and the people are friendly. I almost drowned, conquered a greasy burger, and faced the terror of the rental car. Back home now… I'm already planning a return trip. In the meantime, maybe I'll take a class in, you know… not drowning.
Escape to Paradise: Phoenix Airport's BEST Extended Stay Hotel? (Or Is It?) - FAQ!
Okay, spill the beans. Is it *really* paradise? Like, seriously? Because my life is currently a flaming dumpster fire.
Paradise? Let's not get ahead of ourselves. It's not *Narnia*. More like… a slightly less depressing chapter of your current flaming dumpster fire. Look, I've been there. Extended stays are brutal. You're stripped of all your usual comforts. Think of Escape to Paradise as a maybe-slightly-cleaner, maybe-with-less-cigarette-smoke-wafting-in-the-hallway, place to land. I've stayed at worse. (Shudders remembering that motel in El Paso. Cockroaches. Need I say more?).
My personal verdict? It depends. On your expectations. On your mental state. And, honestly, mostly on whether the complimentary coffee machine in the lobby is working. That's a real make-or-break kind of situation. I can get pretty dramatic about my morning caffeine, okay? Don’t judge.
What amenities are on offer? Because I need more than just four walls and a slightly questionable toilet.
Alright, amenities. This is where things get… decent. They *claim* to have a pool. I say "claim" because I spent a week there once, and it looked… well, more like a stagnant puddle with a few errant leaves bobbing around. Let's just say I didn't risk it. The gym? Yeah, there's a gym. Treadmill, elliptical, some weights that looked like they’d been abandoned by the Incredible Hulk’s less ambitious cousin. But hey, it's *something*. They do have laundry facilities, which is a godsend if you’re stuck there for more than a couple of days. And the Wi-Fi? Generally reliable. (Except for that one time, mid-Zoom call, when the entire internet went kaput. Mortifying. Made me question my entire life choices). Oh, and a small kitchenette in each room! Genius. I cooked for myself a few times. (Burnt my toast every single time, though. Gotta love a fire alarm at 6 AM.)
The "Extended Stay" part… What's the deal? How long can you *actually* stay?
Ah, the crux of the matter. They're *designed* for long-term stays, hence the name. I think they’d let you stay until the end of time if you pay. I reckon you could probably become a permanent fixture. I've met people practically living there! They know the staff by name, they've got their own little routine at the complimentary continental breakfast (that's another story...). I mean, you *could* become a recluse in that extended stay... but I wouldn't. Leave the nest people. Explore, find adventure! Though, I do want to say from personal experience, extended stays are a real rabbit hole of inertia. You start rationalizing *everything* while wearing the same pair of sweats for the 10th day. Don't go down that path.
Location, location, location. How close *is* it to the airport, really? Because I'm a stress case about flights.
Close. Reasonably close. I'd say a solid 10-15 minutes, tops, depending on traffic. And depending on whether you get stuck behind that one slow-moving pickup truck with the "I Brake for Squirrels" bumper sticker. (Phoenix traffic is a *beast*). They have a free shuttle, which is fantastic. Saves you on the airport parking fees. But! Here’s a pro tip: the shuttle driver's name is probably Earl. Earl’s a lovely guy, but he *runs on his own schedule*. So... call ahead! Don't be that stressed-out person sprinting out of the hotel, waving their arms like a maniac, because you're about to miss your flight. Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt (literally. Panic-bought a t-shirt at the airport gift shop. It said "I <3 PHX." Regretted it immediately).
The Room: Tell me Everything! Is it cramped? Does it smell weird? Do I need to bring my own hazmat suit?
Okay, the rooms. They’re… functional. They have a bed. A TV. A desk. A mini-kitchenette (mentioned that, right?). Space? Don't expect a mansion. Think… compact, but manageable. They are not massive. But, they’re not *claustrophobic*. The smell… (inhales deeply, trying to remember)... it depends. Sometimes it smells faintly of cleaning products. Sometimes, a little bit of the stale air from the AC unit. Definitely bring your own air freshener, just in case. And a good candle. (Lavender works wonders for calming pre-flight jitters!). The hazmat suit is probably overkill unless you're *really* worried about dust bunnies. Which, honestly, I get. They're the bane of my existence!
One time, I stayed in a room with a view of the parking lot. Not ideal, but at least I could people-watch. Witnessed some seriously dramatic airport-bound departures. Broken hearts, frantic phone calls, luggage flying everywhere. And I got to watch it all from the cozy of my room, drinking instant coffee. In a way, that’s the ultimate extended stay experience. It's a microcosm of human existence, playing out right outside your window. It can be weirdly comforting when you're feeling a bit lost yourself.
Is there anything *truly* terrible about the place? Give me the unvarnished truth!
Alright, the bad stuff. Let's get it out in the open. The noise. Oh, the noise! Depending on your room, you might hear the planes taking off. Which, hey, you’re near the airport, so what do you expect? But also… the doors slamming. People talking in the hallways at 3 AM. That infernal air conditioner. And, I swear to you, there was a *dog* in the room next to me that *never* stopped barking. Ever. I considered leaving a strongly worded note, but I chickened out. And my sleep suffered. A lot. So, earplugs are a must. And maybe a white noise machine. (Or just become accustomed to the sound of eternal canine despair. You’ll get used to it. Eventually.).
Also, the breakfast. The "complimentary continental breakfast." It's… well, let's just say, don't base your entire day's nutrition on it. The coffee is… there. The pastries, well, let’s just say you might be better off skipping it and just going with a pack of Oreos from the vending machine. That’s your true friend, my friend. Always there for you. The vending machine.
Let's be honest: Would you stay there again?
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