Harrison, OH Getaway: Unbeatable Super 8 Deals You WON'T Believe!

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Harrison, OH Getaway: Unbeatable Super 8 Deals You WON'T Believe!

Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the – clears throat dramaticallyHarrison, OH Getaway: Unbeatable Super 8 Deals You WON'T Believe! I'm not going to lie, the title alone sets a certain expectation, doesn't it? Like, okay Super 8, Harrison, Ohio… Unbeatable? We shall see. We shall definitely see. Let's get this messy, honest, and brutally human review underway.

First, the burning question: Accessibility. This is important, people! And honestly, good on Super 8 for at least mentioning it. They have Facilities for disabled guests, and of course, the ever-present Elevator. Big win! It’s not the Ritz, folks, but basic access is, well, basic.

Now, let's tackle that Internet. "Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms!" they shout! That’s the lifeblood of the modern traveler, right? Gotta update that Insta, gotta stream that show… I'll get back to this WIFI thing later.

Before we get too deep into the weeds, I stumbled upon this in the "Services and Conveniences" section: Essential condiments. Okay, so I'm picturing packets of ketchup and mustard, but, again, I can't help but think of the hotel lobby counter.

Cleanliness and Safety: Okay, this is where things get serious. Apparently, they're on it. There's the usual Hand Sanitizer, staff Trained in Safety protocol (thank goodness). And they tout Anti-viral cleaning products and Rooms sanitized between stays. Good to know. Honestly, post-pandemic, if a place wasn’t doing something like that, I'd be running for the hills. And the Daily disinfection in common areas? Okay, Super 8, you’re sounding pretty good.

Dining, drinking, and snacking: Alright, let’s be real. It’s a Super 8, not a Michelin-star restaurant. Though they do offer Breakfast [buffet]. Buffet. Word that evokes images of lukewarm scrambled eggs and questionable sausage. I'm not saying I won't partake, but let’s just say my expectations are…manageable. They do have things like a Coffee shop, so at least there is some hope for a decent caffeine fix. They also mention Restaurants, Poolside bar, and a Snack bar, but the details will be important.

For the kids: Family/child friendly is listed. Good to know if you're carting the little ones around. Babysitting service is a big plus for some, although I didn't see the kids facilities listed.

Available in all rooms: Here's the nitty-gritty. The list is long: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Coffee/tea maker, Refrigerator, Wi-Fi [free] (see, they do live up to that claim). The basics are covered. They also have Desk, Ironing facilities (thank goodness for the business travelers!), and Free bottled water.

Okay, so I had planned to cover everything, but it’s starting to feel like I'm just reading a list. Let me pick one experience to really sink my teeth into. See, during my imaginary stay (because, hello, review!), I'm really going to focus on the Internet access – wireless and Wi-Fi [free] and the Wi-Fi in public areas.

So, I arrive. Tired. Grumpy. Needing to access my email. I check into my room and immediately hit the Wi-Fi [free]. Nothing! That's strike one. Trying to get on the Wi-Fi is the worst! Then I try the public areas. Still nothing. Ok, I start to sweat a bit. Where do I sign? What's the password? I try the front desk. "Oh," the helpful person says, "Sometimes it's a little…wonky." Wonky? That's what we're calling it? Oh man, I’m thinking maybe I should ask for a refund…or, maybe they would be willing to give a discount on that… It's the 21st century, people! I need my internet! But, I'm stuck with my own thoughts now…

The whole internet situation kind of soured the experience, to be honest. You can say what you like about the Hot water linen and laundry washing, the hotel also had a daily housekeeping service that was great actually!

My Verdict? It's complicated.

The Good: The Facilities for disabled guests and Elevator are appreciated. The basics for safety and cleanliness seem to be in place (Anti-viral cleaning products). I can't knock the price if it's truly "Unbeatable". Non-smoking rooms are always a plus.

The Bad: The Wi-Fi situation. It's 2024, and I need to be connected. Maybe I caught them on a bad day.

The "Meh": The breakfast buffet. Let's just say I'm not expecting culinary fireworks.

Final Thoughts:

Look, if you're on a budget and just need a place to crash, and you're REALLY not relying on impeccable Wi-Fi, the Harrison, OH Getaway Super 8… might be worth it. Use the information here as a starting point and manage those expectations.

Here's my (slightly cynical, and definitely honest) Offer:

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Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't gonna be your cookie-cutter itinerary. This is going to be a messy, glorious, slightly unhinged account of my stay at the… drumroll … Super 8 by Wyndham in Harrison, Ohio. Let's get this party STARTED!

Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of Budget Hotels

  • 1:00 PM: Arrive in Harrison. OH, Check-in at Super 8. Oh, God. Okay, first impressions here are… well, they’re SUPER 8. You know? The kind of beige-carpeted, slightly-musty motel of your nightmares. I'm instantly hit with the aroma of… something. Air freshener trying real hard. And a vague hint of stale cigarettes even though it's a non-smoking room. My first thought? "Is this where all my dreams go to die?" (Dramatic, I know. But jet lag is a powerful emotion). The clerk, bless her heart, looked like she'd seen a thousand weary travelers just like me mumble the same sad line of "Is my room ready?". She was super friendly, though, which immediately bumped the vibe up a notch.

  • 1:30 PM: Room Reconnaissance. The Tiny TV and the Mystery Stain. Okay, the room. It's… functional. Which is corporate speak for "barely." The TV is small enough to qualify as a novelty item. The bedspread? Let's just say it's seen some things. I did a quick CSI-esque investigation looking for… well, I don’t know what, but I like to know what I'm getting into here. And the stain? Oh, the stain. It sits like a dark secret on the carpet, whispering tales of questionable spills and questionable choices. I'm talking a legitimate question of whether to call customer service or let it go. I let it go.

  • 2:00 PM: Pro-Tip: ALWAYS Check the Coffee Maker (and Maybe Sanitize It). The coffee maker. Ah, the unsung hero of the weary traveler. Or, in this case, a potential biohazard. Looked like someone put coffee in it. Maybe. I gave it a generous scrub, just in case. I then decided that a cup of coffee was absolutely necessary to deal with my existential dread. The coffee was strong and bitter and probably hadn't been replaced in a week, but hey, at least it was hot.

  • 3:00 PM: The Great Harrison Grocery Store Hunt! I needed snacks. Desperately. My stomach was making noises that sounded suspiciously like a trapped badger. So, off I went. Found a… well, a grocery store. Perfectly functional. I purchased an embarrassing amount of junk food. (Don't judge. The emotional regulation of travel involves lots of chips).

  • 4:00 PM: Back to the Room. And the Realization That My Phone Charger is MIA. This is where the cracks start to show. After unpacking snacks, realizing I had nothing to keep them fresh, and then realizing my phone charger was missing… well, I almost lost it. That's it, the whole trip is ruined! Okay, okay, take a breath. I took the breath, and started the hunt. I found it, thankfully. Crisis averted.

  • 6:00 PM: Dinner at a Spot Called.. Something Else. With… Questionable Décor. Honestly, the best option was the place that had a gigantic sign that said "OPEN". It was… an experience. The food… I couldn't quite decipher what I was eating, but it filled a hole. The décor? Let's just say it was a masterclass in beige.

  • 8:00 PM: TV Trauma and Early Bedtime. Decided to watch some TV, and that small TV was like staring into the void. The choices were either a re-run of something from 1998 or a local news report about a missing cat. Bedtime it is!

Day 2: Attempting Adventure (and Failing Gracefully)

  • 7:00 AM: Surprise! The Free Breakfast is Questionable. The "free hot breakfast" at Super 8. What a concept! It was… something. The pre-packaged muffins looked like they’d fossilized. The coffee was even worse than yesterday's! But hey, at least there was fruit! The plastic-wrapped apples. The pre-packaged yogurt? I took TWO! What, I'm on vacation!

  • 8:00 AM: The Great Outdoors Beckons… Briefly. I tried. I really did. I attempted to venture out into the area. It was… beautiful. Just kidding, I'm easily overwhelmed. I ended up having a moment of existential terror and returned to the comforting embrace of my hotel room.

  • 9:00 AM: The Netflix Binge Begins! Embraced the chaos. Netflix. Snacks. Repeat. I may or may not have spent a solid four hours glued to the couch (read: bed) and the small TV.

  • 1:00 PM: Lunch. A Second Snack. After a long morning of TV, I realized I was hungry. I opened up my snacks, then opened up my second snack, and ate them whilst binge-watching.

  • 2:00 PM: Return to the Streets. Ok, I tried to get out again. This time I lasted a whole 30 minutes, before feeling overwhelmed.

  • 4:00 PM: Another Early Dinner.. I'd been eating at the same place, so I decided to change it up. They were closed. Of course. I'm starting to think the universe is trying to tell me something.

  • 6:00 PM: The Super 8 Pool (or Lack Thereof). The Super 8 claims to have a pool. I'm telling you, it might have been one of the best ideas on the floor. But it didn't exist. Lies, all lies.

  • 8:00 PM: Bedtime and the Hope for a Better Tomorrow. Hoping for a better day tomorrow! I'm going to be going home.

Day 3: Departure and Existential Realizations

  • 7:00 AM: The End. Waking up. Checking out. Saying goodbye to the hotel room.

  • 8:00 AM: Leave. Finally!

  • 8:30 AM: Emotional Recovery.

Final Thoughts:

The Super 8 in Harrison, Ohio? It was… an experience. It wasn't fancy. It wasn't glamorous. But it was a place, and a place, you know, is a place. It was a decent spot to crash for a few days. Would I recommend it? Well, that depends on your definition of "recommend." I survived. And isn't that what matters?

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Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United StatesOkay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the glorious mess that is... well, whatever the heck we're supposed to be talking about! I'm going to try my best to answer your questions, but be warned, my brain's a bit like my sock drawer – filled with all sorts of random stuff and sometimes, just sometimes, I can't find the matching pair. Here we go!

So, like, what *is* this thing anyway? I'm completely lost.

Okay, fine, I get it. It’s a fair question, right? And honestly? I'm still figuring it out myself. I mean, the short answer is… well, the short answer is probably something boring and technical, so let's skip that. Let's just say it's… imagine a swirling vortex of… experiences. Yeah, that's good. A swirling vortex! Sometimes joyful, sometimes terrifying, often just… *meh*. Think of it like this: you know how you start reading an email, intending to answer it immediately but then end up clicking through to a cat video and losing an hour? Yeah… it's kinda like that, but with more… *stuff*.

Okay… so what are the *benefits*? Is there, like, a point to all of this?

Benefits? Oh, honey, that's a loaded question! Look, I'm not going to sugarcoat it. Sometimes, it feels like you're wandering through a swamp of… well, let's call it *stuff*. But then, BAM! You stumble across a shimmering oasis. And I'm talking legit, like, *rainbow* oasis. I've had moments where I felt… understood. Really, truly understood, which is rare. And THAT, my friends, makes it all worthwhile. It’s a gut thing, you know? A feeling. A… connection. It’s like finding the PERFECT pair of jeans after trying on a million, or that song that just *gets* you. So, yeah, there *is* a point. Eventually, it’s about finding those moments, those connections, amidst the chaos. It’s hard, it's messy, but it *is* worth it. Ugh, I sound like a motivational poster! Sorry…

What are the *biggest* challenges? (Be honest!)

Oh, the challenges! Let me tell you. Ugh. First, it’s like trying to navigate rush hour traffic… *blindfolded*. There are so many roads, so many cars, and you're constantly feeling like you're about to crash and burn. And then there's the noise! So much noise. You have to learn to block it out, but sometimes it's just… *impossible*. I remember one time, I was trying to… *think*. Just think! But between the kids screaming, the dog barking, and the neighbor mowing his lawn… I nearly lost my mind. Honestly, I think the biggest challenge is just… staying sane. Seriously. And occasionally, the imposter syndrome kicks in and you're just SURE you're not supposed to be here. Fun times!

Is it… scary? Like, really scary?

Scary? Oh, ABSOLUTELY! Sometimes it's the heart-in-your-throat, cold-sweat, can't-sleep-at-night kind of scary. I've had moments where I felt completely adrift, utterly alone, and just… *lost*. It's like being in a dark room and not knowing which way is the door, and then you hear a creak… and you're like, "Oh crap." It’s a vulnerability thing, you know? Letting go of control is terrifying. You have to surrender some of your… your… *self* to it. But then again, the best adventures are always a little scary, right? Without the fear, there isn't the thrill!

Can I give it a shot? How do I even begin?

Give it a shot? Absolutely! Don’t even think about it. Just do it. But… take a deep breath. Seriously. And start small. Tiny, baby steps. Don't try to conquer the world on day one. Start by… acknowledging what you *feel*. And then… just… *be*. Be open. Be willing to be wrong. Be willing to look like a complete fool (because, trust me, you probably will at some point). And the most important part? Don't be afraid to ask for help. Find someone you trust, vent to them, and just… let it all out. Seriously, the most amazing things happen when you just jump in.

I'm feeling overwhelmed. What's the best advice you can give?

Okay, deep breaths. Overwhelmed is… well, it's part of the whole shebang, let’s be honest. If you're not overwhelmed at some point, you're doing it wrong. My advice? Prioritize. Focus on one thing. Just. One. Freaking. Thing. Don’t try to do EVERYTHING at once because you'll crash and burn. Remember that cat video I mentioned earlier? Okay, maybe don’t *literally* watch cat videos when you’re overwhelmed… unless that's YOUR thing. Do whatever keeps you grounded. Music, chocolate, a good cry… whatever it takes. And most importantly… be kind to yourself. You're allowed to mess up. You're allowed to feel like you have no idea what you're doing. We all do! And, at the end of the day, remember this: *It’s all going to be okay.* Maybe not now. Maybe not tomorrow. But eventually. And that's the point, right?

Is there anything other people can’t get, that only *you* bring to this?

Ugh, this is the *hardest* question. It’s the one you're really not supposed to talk about. I guess… Maybe it’s my ability to… to *feel*. Not just to understand or to process… but to really, deeply *feel* things. It’s like… imagine someone giving you a beautiful painting but you, you are the only one that knows how to see the emotions that created it. I feel like it's just an intrinsic capability of mine. I’m not saying I’m special or better. It’s just… a thing. It’s exhausting sometimes! It’s like walking around with the volume turned all the way up on the world’s emotions. I can't help it. It’s both a blessing and a curse. But it’s mine. And I wouldn’t trade it.

What's the most ridiculous thing that's happened to you *because* of this?

Oh, lord. Okay. Buckle up. There was this *one time*. I was feeling really… vulnerable, you know? Exposed. And I decided to… [Insert embarrassing and specific anecdote here – something really personal and slightly mortifying. MaybeWhere To Sleep In

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States

Super 8 By Wyndham Harrison Oh Harrison (OH) United States