Phenix City's BEST Fort Moore Hotel: Days Inn Review & Deals!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups. Because we're diving HEADFIRST into the Days Inn in Phenix City – your potential home away from home, and maybe… just maybe… NOT. This isn't your cookie-cutter, perfectly polished travel blog. This is real life, with all the messy, hilarious, and sometimes downright disappointing bits. Let's see if this place lives up to the hype… or if it's just another hotel room shaped like a box.
First, the SEO-Infused Gumbo: The Basics, The Blah, And the Bits and Bobs
Accessibility, Safety, and Cleanliness (The Essentials… and Then Some):
Alright, so, Accessibility – they claim to have facilities for disabled guests. Okay, cool. I didn't need those, but it's good to know, you know? Check the specific details with the hotel. Wheelchair accessible? Gotta verify. Elevator? Yep, at least, I think so. Didn't take the stairs. I'm not that ambitious.
Cleanliness and safety is paramount, especially now, right?
- Anti-viral cleaning products – Music to my germophobic ears. Hopefully, they’re actually using them.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Yes, please! I’m tired of sharing my germs.
- Individually-wrapped food options: YES! That's how it should be.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Let's hope people actually try to follow that.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services: Okay, now we’re talking my language. I want this place CLEAN.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: Okay, this is new. I have to let it know, right?
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Good.
- Safe dining setup: Again… important.
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Duh.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: This is the real test. Are they following the rules when no one's watching? The real test.
- Sterilizing equipment: More of this please.
- Hot water linen and laundry washing: Necessary.
- Hand sanitizer: Okay, good.
- First aid kit: Always important.
- Doctor/nurse on call: Okay, good.
- Hygiene certification: Worth looking into.
They also have: CCTV in common areas & outside property, Check-in/out [express]. (Good for the lazy) and front desk [24-hour], which is pretty standard. They have fire extinguishers and smoke alarms. Basically, they say they're trying to keep you safe. Time will tell.
Internet and all things Wi-Fi:
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (Hallelujah!)
- Internet. (duh)
- Internet [LAN]. (Probably useful for the tech-sperts)
- Wi-Fi in public areas. (Useful if you are an old and want to be on social media. Also, good for calling Uber)
Things to do, ways to Relax
- Fitness center: Hey, if you're one of those people who actually works out on vacation, more power to ya. Me? I'll be over at the snack bar.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: This could be a game-changer… if it's clean. (See previous anxiety about cleanliness.)
- Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Okay, you can relax.
- Massage: Yes, please.
The Room Itself (The Make-or-Break Zone)
- Air conditioning: Whew. Thank god. It's the South, after all.
- Alarm clock: Useful.
- Blackout curtains,
- Coffee/tea maker: Essential.
- Complimentary tea: Good to know.
- Daily housekeeping: Essential.
- Desk: For, you know, work (shudders).
- Free bottled water: Yay! Hydration is key.
- Hair dryer: Because running around the streets in your towel makes you look like an idiot!
- In-room safe box: Useful for your passport, etc.
- Internet access – wireless: Again… essential.
- Ironing facilities: Because creased clothes are a no-no.
- Mini bar: Okay, but not always stocked with what you want.
- Non-smoking: Thank God. (This is a good thing.)
- Private bathroom, Separate shower/bathtub: Important (and better than some of the places I've stayed).
- Refrigerator: Always helpful.
- Satellite/cable channels: Good for vegging out.
- Seating area: Nice to have if you have company or want to do some reading
- Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Telephone, Toiletries: Standard.
- Wake-up service: Okay, not useful for me, but useful for some.
- Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.: Great!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (The Important Stuff)
Okay, this is where things get interesting. I'm not talking about Michelin-star level dining here. The Days Inn is… well, it seems not to be a place of culinary feats, based on experience.
- Breakfast [buffet]: This is the gamble. Will it be sad eggs and questionable bacon? Or a decent enough start to the day? The buffet life is a risky life.
- Breakfast service: Is there service?
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: Okay, essential.
- Snack bar: Always a plus.
- Restaurants: Let's call it "dining options," because "restaurants" might be a stretch.
- Room service [24-hour]: YES! This is clutch for late-night cravings. Who knows what's on the menu. Also, the amount of times I've been stuck in my room at 3 AM, starving!
- Poolside bar: That sounds fun!
Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter)
- Air conditioning in public areas: This is essential in the South.
- Business facilities: Ahem.
- Cash withdrawal: Handy.
- Concierge: Is there one of them?
- Convenience store: Useful for snacks… and maybe a toothbrush you forgot.
- Currency exchange: Useful if you're from out of the country.
- Daily housekeeping: Bless the housekeepers!
- Dry cleaning, Ironing service, Laundry service: Very helpful if you’re messy like me.
- Luggage storage: Helpful if you have an early flight.
- Smoking area: Sigh. At least they have a designated spot.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: Parking is always a plus.
- Taxi service: Good for getting to the airport if you don’t want to drive around
- Valet parking: Whoa, fancy. Actually, yes, I want this.
For The Kids (If You Have Any – God Bless You)
- Babysitting service: Good. If you're desperate.
- Family/child friendly: Okay.
- Kids meal: If they have food the kids would eat!
My Days Inn Experience: The Unvarnished Truth (A Personal Rant)
Okay, folks, prepare yourselves because I'm about to get real.
I hate to admit, the Days Inn felt more like a motel than a hotel, and this is where the stream-of-consciousness really kicks in cough.
- The Bed: Okay, the bed. It was there. It was soft enough, I guess. Probably not a mattress from the gods, but it was better than sleeping on the floor, so score!
- The Bathroom: Eh. It was clean, which is a win. But the shower pressure felt like a sad little drizzle… snaps fingers.
- The Breakfast: The breakfast. Oh, the breakfast. They had an “Asian breakfast”. I didn't try it. Eggs, bacon, and the usual suspects. Nothing to write home about. It was, in a word… adequate. Honestly, it was more than I was expecting, so no complaints.
- The Staff: The staff were fine. Not overly friendly or overly cold. Just… there. Which is okay. I value efficiency over forced smiles any day.
- Overall Vibe: It’s… a motel. Okay? It's not glamorous.
- The Pool: The pool was closed for maintenance. Ugh. I was looking forward to a swim.
My Final Verdict (The Honest Truth)
The Days Inn in Phenix City – it’s…fine. It’s not the worst.
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Alright, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is the Days Inn by Wyndham Phenix City (Near Fort Moore) edition. Get ready for the rollercoaster of a trip that it promises to be!
Day 1: Arrival and the Deep Fried Embrace of the South
- 1:00 PM: Touchdown in Columbus, GA. Okay, so, not technically Phenix City yet, but close enough. Driving down from Atlanta (traffic…ugh, it was a thing), I’m already feeling the sweet, sweet, humidity. I got a little flustered finding the rental car, but hey, I'm here!
- 2:00 PM: Check-in at the Days Inn. The lobby smells faintly of chlorine and something vaguely…floral. The front desk clerk, a woman with a smile that could melt iron, seems completely unfazed by my disheveled appearance. Bless her heart.
- 2:30 PM: The room. Okay, it’s… functional. Two queen beds, a vaguely suspicious looking patterned carpet, and a window that stares directly into a parking lot. But, hey, the AC is blasting, and right now, that’s all that matters.
- 3:00 PM: First stop: Food. I’m starving. After asking the front desk's recommendation, I'm heading to a place called "The Fish Hatchery" - that was their idea. I mean, it sounds right away a bit off the beaten path. I'm not a fish person per se, but southern fried food is the nectar of the gods. Fingers crossed, I'll go with the flow.
- 4:00 PM: The Fish Hatchery was… an experience. The food was good, the portions were HUGE. I swear, the catfish could've fed a small village. And the hushpuppies? Deep-fried bliss. I may have overeaten. I definitely overate. I'm pretty sure I saw my own shadow twice.
- 6:00 PM: Back at the hotel: I'm going to try their pool, even though it's probably the least attractive hotel pool I've seen in my life. What'll I do with the rest of the night? I'm thinking I might just watch some TV and fall asleep, and this is going to be a very easy sleep.
Day 2: Fort Moore, History, and a Moment of Existential Dread
- 9:00 AM: Wake up (surprisingly refreshed). Breakfast at the Days Inn: Waffles (yay!), questionable-looking sausage (nay). Coffee that's not the best. Is it all gonna be like this?
- 10:00 AM: Fort Moore (formerly Fort Benning). I'm not even going to pretend I know military history. But it seems like the right thing to do. I'm hoping there won't be too many tanks or yelling.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. I'm thinking someplace different. Not fried food, but something… I can't decide.
- 1:00 PM: Driving around, lost as ever. Finding the best place in Phenix City is turning out to be an adventure. I've gotten a little bit frustrated. There's no right answer.
- 3:00 PM: Back at the hotel. This time it's just going to be a lazy afternoon. And a nap. I deserve it.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. I found a decent place.
- 7:00 PM: Walking around, thinking. I always do this in hotel rooms.
Day 3: Departure and Undigested Dreams
- 8:00 AM: Final breakfast at the Days Inn. My last waffles! A moment of sadness.
- 9:00 AM: Check-out. Smile at the kind hotel clerk.
- 9:30 AM: Drive back to Atlanta. I am tired.
- 11:30 AM: Reflection: Honestly, the trip was… odd. The Days Inn wasn't exactly the Ritz-Carlton, but it was clean and the staff was super nice. The food was amazing: so much fried food. The Fort Moore thing… well, I learned some stuff, I think. And most of all, I learned that I really need a vacation after this vacation.
- 12:00 PM: On the plane. Goodbye Phenix City. I can be sure that I will never forget.
Post-Trip Ramblings:
- I definitely didn't do everything I thought I would, that's for sure. I always over-plan and then under-achieve. It is what it is.
- I spent way too much time staring out the window.
- I took approximately zero "Instagrammable" photos.
- I'm already planning my next trip. God help me.
And that, my friends, is the unvarnished, slightly chaotic, and totally real account of my Days Inn Phenix City adventure. May your travels be less… well, more… you know?
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Days Inn Phenix City & Fort Moore: Your Burning Questions Answered (Maybe)
Seriously, Is This Days Inn ACTUALLY the Best? Like, REALLY?
Okay, let's be real. "Best" is a loaded word. It's like asking if your grandma's casserole is the best in the world (it *is* by the way, because she made it with love). The Days Inn in Phenix City… is that casserole. It’s… sufficient. It aims to please. It won’t set your world on fire, but it'll fill you up. And look, when you're dealing with Fort Moore, you're likely looking for something close, clean, and not going to bankrupt you while you're dealing with the military's delightful (and often chaotic) schedule. So, is it the absolute *best*? Maybe not. Is it a good, solid choice? Absolutely. Think of it like this: it’s the reliable, dependable aunt who always brings the cookies. You appreciate the cookie, even if it’s not a gourmet masterpiece. (Though, I did have a cookie moment once in the lobby… but more on that later.)
What's the deal with the Deals? Are there actually good deals?
Deals, deals, deals. Oh, the sweet siren song of a good deal! Yes, there are *usually* deals. They fluctuate like the local weather, which, let’s face it, can be anything from "scorching sauna" to "biblical deluge" in Phenix City. Check online. Often you can score a decent rate, especially if you're booking in advance or on a weekday. I’ve snagged some killer deals, and let me tell you, the military discount is GOLD. My advice? Don't just waltz in expecting a steal. Do your research. Patience, young Padawan. The Force (of saving money) is strong with this one.
And here's a pro-tip: sign up for their rewards program. Free stuff is always a plus, right? Especially when you're stuck in hotel purgatory for a week.
Okay, So the Rooms... Are They Clean? That's the Bare Minimum, Right?
Cleanliness is next to… well, you get the picture. Generally, yes. They *try*. I’ve stayed in places that looked like a raccoon convention had raged for days. This Days Inn? It’s usually pretty good. I mean, I’m not going to dissect the carpets with a magnifying glass (unless I find something… suspicious) but the rooms I’ve been in have been, for the most part, clean. The sheets have always *looked* clean, which is a good start. The bathrooms… okay, sometimes they *feel* a little… well-used. But, hey, it's a hotel. Thousands of people have probably showered in there before you. Focus on the positives! The water *usually* has decent pressure!
One time, though… let's just say there *might* have been a stray hair clinging to the soap dish. I'm not naming names. But let's just say it was a *slightly* unsettling visual. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Breakfast – Is It Actually Edible or Just Cereal and Regret?
The breakfast: ah, the eternal hotel breakfast conundrum. It's… there. It *exists*. Expect the usual suspects: cereal (a staple), maybe some toast (always a gamble on the toaster’s mood), waffles (a beacon of hope), and the dreaded "hot" items. Eggs? They *might* be eggs. Sausage? Let's just say it's… protein-adjacent. The coffee? Strong. Very, very strong. Like, "stay awake for the next 12 hours and question all your life choices" strong. My advice? Lower your expectations. Grab a waffle, douse it in syrup, and power through. It’s fuel. It's sustenance. It’s… an experience. And hey, sometimes, you might get lucky! I once swore they *tried* to make the scrambled eggs taste mildly like something other than sadness. But that might have been a hallucination brought on by the coffee.
What About the Location? Is it Convenient for Fort Moore? That's Kinda Important, Right?
Location, location, location! Yes, it's close. Like, *really* close. It's probably one of the biggest selling points. You’re practically spitting distance from the Fort Moore gates (though, please, don't actually spit). This is a MASSIVE win if you’re dealing with military stuff. Avoids the morning traffic, the afternoon traffic, the "I-need-to-get-there-NOW" traffic. This is a HUGE bonus. It makes the whole experience, dare I say, almost *pleasant*. Which is rare when dealing with the military/hotel combo. You could probably, with the right wind, hear reveille. (Okay, maybe not. But you get the idea.)
Amenities – Pool? Gym? Anything Worth Mentioning?
Amenities... Let's see. They usually have a pool. I've never actually used it. It *looks* like a pool. Sometimes there are people *in* the pool. Which is encouraging. The gym? Well, let's just say it's… *present*. Don't expect a state-of-the-art fitness center. I vaguely recall seeing some weights and treadmills. Mostly, it's a place to feel guilty about not working out. There might be other things. I'm honestly not sure. I'm usually too busy trying to find the elevator. Speaking of which….
The Elevator: A Saga? A Challenge? A Conspiracy?!
Okay. The elevator. This is where things get… interesting. I have a whole *relationship* with that elevator. It's a love-hate thing. You see, the elevators at this Days Inn have a personality. A cranky, slow, occasionally-out-of-order personality. There’s the *chance* of a lengthy wait. There’s the *likelihood* of feeling like you’re slowly descending into the earth's core. And there is the *certainty* of awkward conversations with fellow travelers. It's a rite of passage. I've gotten to know the elevator like a member of my own family – and sometimes think of it as a particularly stubborn Uncle Joe. Be prepared to hike up the stairs. Seriously. Especially during peak hours. Or if you’re carrying a lot of luggage. Or if you just want to get somewhere in this lifetime.
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