Charleston Getaway: Homewood Suites Luxury Awaits!
Charleston Getaway: Homewood Suites Luxury Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive HEAD FIRST into the Charleston Getaway: Homewood Suites, and let me tell you, this isn't just a review, it's practically a therapy session… for the hotel. Prepare for a whirlwind of rambling, opinions, and maybe a touch of salty language.
First Impressions (and My Chaotic Check-in):
"Homewood Suites Luxury Awaits!" they say. Well, anticipation levels were HIGH. We're talkin' champagne-popping, fireworks-in-my-brain levels. Now, getting there? Let's just say my GPS decided a joyride through a construction zone was a great idea. Thankfully, after a near-death experience with a rogue pothole, I made it.
The exterior? Pleasant enough. Not jaw-dropping, mind you, but clean, respectable, you know? The entrance… let’s just say the lobby was big. Makes you feel like you should be there in a formal dress. I'm a jeans and t-shirt kind of gal. Thankfully, Contactless check-in/out saved the day, because after that drive, interacting with a human was not an option. But here is where the first tiny problem happens. And I mean, a tiny one… I was told to go to the desk. I'm not sure how, but I completely missed that memo. I had to head back, and I almost died from embarrassment.
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag (But Mostly Good):
Okay, important stuff first: Accessibility. Now, I don't personally require a wheelchair, blessedly, but I'm ALWAYS looking out for it. The elevator was clearly marked, a life-saver. They have facilities for disabled guests, which is great. And the exterior? Smooth sailing – no crazy stairs to conquer. Now, I didn’t see every nook and cranny, but from what I saw, they're working hard at it. That earns them major brownie points.
The Room – My Little Sanctuary (Or So I Thought):
So, the room. Oh, the room! Air conditioning was blasting – heaven after that drive. The bed? Dreamy. Extra long? Yes, please! Blackout curtains? Yes, yes, YES! I passed the desk, it's a total bonus for a laptop workspace. And the decor? Simple, tasteful, nothing too offensive. They've got a mini-bar, a good touch. Free bottled water is a GODSEND because I forgot to buy some. And the bathroom? Separate shower/bathtub, always a win in my book. I can't stand those combo things. My phone was in the bathroom, which is a neat addition, honestly, why don't all hotels have this added.
The Wi-Fi – My Love/Hate Relationship:
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Internet access – check. Internet [LAN]? Not my jam, but hey, it's there for the tech wizards. BUT… and there’s always a BUT. The Wi-Fi, while technically "free," sometimes felt like it was running through treacle. Streaming? Forget about it. Checking emails was like pulling teeth. It wasn’t horrific, but it tested my patience. In public areas, Wi-Fi was better, but still not the lightning-fast experience I'm used to.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Food Odyssey
Okay, let’s talk about the real reason we're all here: food! Breakfast [buffet]? Yes! And it was pretty good, honestly. Eggs, bacon, pastries…the usual suspects. I loved the coffee/tea in the restaurant, and the breakfast takeaway service was a lifesaver on a day I needed to leave early. Speaking of early, I was going to miss the Asian breakfast, but I thought it was a nice touch.
I was too lazy to leave the hotel, and was excited to try the restaurants. The coffee shop downstairs was a lifesaver for afternoon pick-me-ups. I also ordered room service [24-hour] one night because I was a lazy bum, and that was good. The Poolside bar was a great touch.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (My Attempt at "Chill"):
They've got a gym/fitness: I attempted to use it. Twice. Once I tripped over my own ankles and nearly face-planted. The other time I chickened out and ate more pastries. Let's just say my "relax" game revolves mostly around horizontal activities. Swimming pool [outdoor]? Beautiful! I spent a glorious afternoon lounging by it, soaking up the sun like a lizard. The pool with view? Yes, it definitely had that one. I didn't use the Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, or Steamroom, but hey, they're there if you're into that kind of thing. I'm the kind of person who goes to a spa, and gets bored after an hour. So, I'm not the kind of person who would use the spa, maybe.
Cleanliness & Safety: Making Me Feel Safe (Mostly):
This is a big one. The hotel seems to have gone ALL IN on safety. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items? Check. Room sanitization opt-out available? Check. Hand sanitizer everywhere? Double check. They take it seriously, and in these times, that’s incredibly reassuring. I felt safe, which is priceless.
Services and Conveniences: The Perks and Perks:
They’ve got a convenience store, which is GREAT for those midnight snack cravings. The daily housekeeping was efficient. The elevator was super useful. Luggage storage was a lifesaver at checkout. I appreciated the concierge. The whole place has a lot of services that are awesome.
For the Kids: Well Suited
I didn’t bring any kids, but the presence of kids facilities and babysitting service indicates this is a good choice for families. I think this place is truly family-friendly.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
Free car park [on-site]! HUGE win. Airport transfer is a thoughtful touch, even if I didn't need it this time. Taxi service is clearly available.
Quirks, Imperfections, and My Overall Verdict (The Unvarnished Truth):
Okay, let's be honest. The Homewood Suites isn't perfect. Remember that Wi-Fi situation? Annoying. And the construction zone on the way in? Not their fault, but stressful nonetheless. However, for the price (which was reasonable), for the location (close to everything I wanted to see), and for the overall experience, it was a winner. I loved this place.
The Bottom Line: Yes book this hotel. It's a solid choice. It is well-run. It's clean. It's safe. And the pool? Pure bliss. If you're looking for a comfortable, convenient Charleston base camp, you could do a lot worse.
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Florence's Hidden Gem: Palazzo Ognissanti Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your perfectly curated, Instagram-filtered travelogue. This is me, raw and slightly caffeinated, trying to navigate a trip to Charleston, South Carolina, while holed up at the Homewood Suites in North Charleston. Let’s see if I can keep it together, shall we?
Charleston Chaos: A Homewood Suites Home Base
Day 1: Arrival and the (Almost) Disaster
- 2:00 PM: Arrival at CHA (Charleston International Airport). Ugh, airports. Always a mix of excitement and existential dread, am I right? Landed, grabbed my bag, and – disaster averted! – my rental car magically materialized. This is already a win, as I've been known to get lost before I even leave the airport parking lot.
- 2:45 PM: Drive to Homewood Suites North Charleston. The GPS lady (who, by the way, sounds suspiciously sassy) guided me. Found the hotel – phew! It's actually…kinda nice. Clean, spacious suite. Two thumbs up. Though, the automatic door to the suite? Tried to eat my arm off on the way in. Seriously, I almost lost a limb. Hotel staff, please address this death trap.
- 3:30 PM: Check-in and Unpacking. Settle in. My luggage is, predictably, slightly heavier than I remember. The sheer amount of stuff I pack… it's embarrassing, really. But, hey, options!
- 4:30 PM: A Quick Recon of the Hotel. Okay, so they have a pool – nice! And a free evening reception? SOLD. I might actually socialize for one night. Maybe.
- 5:00 PM: "The Great Grocery Store Gamble." The allure of the free evening reception, it turned out, was nothing compared to the utter need for snacks. Headed to a nearby grocery store. This is where the real chaos began. Picture me, wandering around, completely overwhelmed by the sheer variety of potato chips. The "sweet heat" ones? Tempting. But the "sea salt and vinegar"? Oh, the struggle. Ended up with a bag of each, plus far too much cheese, and a box of those mini-muffins that always call to my name. I swear, it's a grocery store conspiracy. They know how to get to me.
- 6:00 PM: Evening Reception…Attempted. Turns out, "free" means "mediocre wine and slightly sad-looking cheese," which, frankly, is my kryptonite. Stayed for a solid 20 minutes, awkwardly making small talk with a guy who looked suspiciously like a tax auditor. Escaped to my suite with my cheese and mini muffins. Home is where the heart (and the snacks) are, right?
- 7:00 PM: Evening Relaxation. That mini-muffin box…gone. Shame. Watched some mindless television. Consider ordering pizza, but I'm trying to be a more responsible adult. Sober, mostly.
Day 2: Downton Charleston & Dramatic Delights
- 8:00 AM: "Free" Breakfast Struggle. Honestly, the free breakfast at these places? Always a gamble. This one featured pre-made omelets of questionable origin and a waffle maker that seemed determined to defeat me. Victory was claimed during round 2 with some bacon.
- 9:00 AM: Drive into Charleston. Took the GPS "sassy lady," again. Drove over the iconic Cooper River Bridge - and nearly lost the car's radio in the process from jaw-dropping architecture!
- 9:30 AM: Walking Tour of Historic Charleston. Wow. First time in Charleston, and this city? Stunning. Cobblestone streets, colorful houses, the whole shebang. Our tour guide was this eccentric old lady (with a floral hat and a voice like a rusty swing set) who knew everything. Learned about pirates, secret gardens, and the ghosts that allegedly haunt half the houses. I was convinced I saw a ghost in a doorway. Probably just the lighting though.
- *12:00 PM: Lunch at 167 Raw." This place is a vibe. Oysters? To die for. Okay, maybe not to die for, but they were good. Really good. So good I ordered three. The atmosphere was awesome. The people were friendly.
- 1:30 PM: Exploring Rainbow Row and the Waterfront. Rainbow Row? Pure Instagram bait. But I'm not complaining. It's ridiculously charming. Strolled along the waterfront, watching the boats bob and the seagulls screech. Perfect.
- 3:00 PM: "The Charleston Market Experience." All the souvenirs. Endless possibilities. I did, however, find a genuinely beautiful bracelet for my Aunt Mildred. Victory! My wallet, however, is now weeping softly.
- 4:00 PM: Ghost Tour…Attempted. (and failed) Look, everybody raves about ghost tours. I'm a total chicken. The stories were creepy, the fog was thick, and while everyone else was gasping, I'm pretty sure I was hyperventilating. Cut my losses and went back to the oyster bar for a drink. No regrets,
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at Poogan's Porch. Okay, this is a Charleston institution. Supposedly haunted (see above). My meal? Delicious. The ghost? Didn't make an appearance, but the ambiance was fabulous.
- 8:30 PM: Back to Homewood Suites. I passed right out, after a long day, but that was great!
Day 3: Plantations and Preparations
- 9:00 AM: Sleep-In & Homewood Suites Breakfast Revisited. This time armed with intel! The omelets are best reheated in the waffle maker. Genius! (Patting myself on the back)
- 10:00 AM: Drive to Drayton Hall Plantation. Driving around, everything is just beautiful. This plantation is amazing, really. The history here is both fascinating and heartbreaking. It's weirdly quiet, and the trees feel heavy with the weight of the past.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a Local Eatery. Found a little place tucked away. Best fried chicken I've ever had.
- 1:30 PM: Afternoon. I think I'll watch some TV and do some laundry. (Laundry: the most thrilling of all adventures.)
- 4:00 PM: Happy Hour at the Hotel. Because why not?
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant. Amazing food and people,
- 8:00 PM: Last-Night Packing Panic. Already starting to get that pang of sadness that the trip is ending. Also, trying to shove everything back into my suitcase is proving to be a challenge. Again.
Day 4: Departure & De-briefing
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast. (Maybe skip the waffles this time.) Feeling slightly melancholic. But the good news: I made it!
- 9:00 AM: Check Out. Smooth. No broken arms this time.
- 9:30 AM: Drive to Charleston International Airport (CHA). Goodbye, Charleston. Hope to see you again…maybe in a less ghost-fearing state.
- 11:00 AM: Airport Departure. Security. The usual chaos. Survived. Waiting for my flight.
- Final Debrief: Charleston was a dream. The food, the history, the charming architecture. The Homewood Suites was comfy, and the staff was friendly. My little misadventures? Well, they're part of the fun. And hey, at least I didn't completely lose my mind. This trip wasn't perfect, but let's be honest… that's what made it memorable. Until next time, Charleston! I'll be back for those oysters… and maybe to finally conquer that waffle maker. Wish me luck.
P.S. If anyone saw a slightly frantic woman frantically searching for a missing bag of chips in the grocery store, that was me. Don't judge. Potato chips are serious business. And, if you have any tips for dealing with ghosts, hit me up. I'm all ears.
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Charleston Getaway: Homewood Suites - Or, My Chaotic Love Affair with a Hotel Room (and Charleston, Obviously)
So, Homewood Suites. Luxury... really? 'Cause I've seen the pictures.
Alright, let's be honest, "luxury" might be stretching it *slightly*. Think *elevated* comfort. It's not the Ritz, people. But listen, after a day navigating Charleston's cobblestones (I swear those things are designed to break ankles!), that spacious suite felt like a freaking palace. Seriously. The extra space? Unbelievable. My travel buddy, Sarah, and I nearly *fought* over who got the pull-out couch. (I won, obviously. Strategically placed a half-eaten bag of cheddar-and-sour-cream potato chips on the cushions. Works every time.) It wasn't, like, gold-plated taps or anything, but it was *comfortable*, clean, and with a fridge big enough to store all the sweet tea and pimento cheese a girl could dream of. And after a day of fighting sugar cravings, that was practically heaven.
Oh, and the free breakfast? Don't even *get* me started.
Free Breakfast! Tell me *everything* about the free breakfast. Is it, like, the usual sad continental fare?
Okay, you know how I mentioned possibly fighting over the food earlier? Well, the breakfast… changed. everything. Let's dial down the hyperbole, because it *wasn't* the most glamorous thing in the world. But listen, it was *good* enough. Scrambled eggs, sausage (sometimes even *real* sausage, not that mystery meat stuff!), waffles that you can *make yourself* (which is all kinds of fun), fruit… and coffee. Endless, glorious coffee.
One morning, I was so hungover from a particularly potent Hurricane (definitely a mistake to have three of those -- lesson learned, folks!), I almost didn't make it down. But the siren song of crispy waffles and unlimited caffeine pulled me from my sleep-induced stupor. I almost didn't make to the Waffle maker which would have been a true tragedy.
The only disappointment? The "fresh fruit" sometimes looked suspiciously like it had been through the apocalypse. Think bruised bananas and the occasional sad-looking melon chunk. But hey, you can't win 'em all. Grab the waffles, and the coffee, and keep moving. That's my philosophy.
Location, Location, Location. Is it actually *in* Charleston's action, or is it a suburban wasteland?
Okay, full disclosure: I'm *pretty* sure it wasn't smack-dab in the *middle* of Rainbow Row, you know? That's gonna be a *little* pricey. But the Homewood Suites? It was close enough to everything. A quick Uber ride, a slightly longer walk (if you're feeling energetic, which I rarely am after a plate of She-Crab Soup), and you’re in the heart of the historic district.
We did walk *a lot*. And I mean A LOT. I'm talking blisters. And sore muscles. And the constant, nagging feeling that I should've booked fewer activities and more spa appointments. But honestly, the location was pretty darn good. You're not going to spend your whole vacation stuck in your hotel room, that's for sure.
Plus, the bonus? Cheaper than staying right downtown. And honestly, after a day of antique shopping and ghost tours, you *want* a little peace and quiet. You *need* it.
Parking! Is it a nightmare? Because I've heard Charleston parking is a special kind of hell.
Okay, buckle up. Parking in Charleston is a *beast*. A snarling, meter-feeding, space-hogging beast. And yes, I've heard those horror stories of circling the block for an hour, only to find the *one* available spot is already taken by a minivan hauling eight screaming children out of the car.
The Homewood Suites had parking. Praise the heavens! It wasn't free, but at least it was *there*. And for the price? Compared to the hourly rates downtown? Worth every penny. I mean, I'd gladly pay extra to avoid the parking-related rage headaches. It’s just not worth it. The peace of mind alone was worth the cost. Though, I did witness one poor soul getting yelled at by a disgruntled tow truck driver. I was a little smug after that.
The Rooms Themselves. Anything to know? Size? Cleanliness? That sort of thing.
The rooms? The rooms were… fine. Okay, good. Really good, actually. Let's start with the size. Spacious! Like, you could actually move around without bumping into stuff. The suite layout was key. Living area, separate bedroom… perfect for me when I wanted to binge-watch trashy reality TV while Sarah read her book. Or vice versa. We both needed space, in case we were in a mood.
Cleanliness was… *mostly* excellent. Listen, I'm not a germaphobe, but I appreciate a clean hotel room. And this one seemed pretty spotless. Sarah, on the other hand, is a *bit* more discerning. I heard her muttering about a speck of dust on a lampshade once, but she's like that. She did comment on the lovely, and clean the bathroom, which is the most important.
The beds? Comfy. Seriously comfy. After walking those Charleston cobblestones all day, that bed was a godsend. I slept like a log. And I can sleep just about anywhere so take that info as you please.
Okay, let's get down to the nitty-gritty. Any complaints? Any MAJOR disappointments?
Alright, here's where I get *slightly* less gushing. My biggest gripe? The Wi-Fi. It wasn't always rock-solid. There were times I felt as though the Wi-Fi was a cruel prank, cutting out right when I was about to *finally* finalize those online purchases. (Priorities, people!) It was frustrating. I mean, come on, we're in the 21st century! We need internet. For work. And, let's be honest, for Instagram.
Also, and this is a minor thing, the air conditioning was *a little* noisy. Not a dealbreaker, but if you're a light sleeper, bring earplugs. (Pro tip: If you're a light sleeper, bring earplugs *anyway*. Hotel life is chaotic.)
And… that’s it. Honestly. The WiFi was the only thing that truly bugged me. I mean it.
Would you stay there again? Be honest!
Absolutely. Without a doubt. Despite the WiHotel Search Tips
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