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Unbelievable Deals: Stay at the BEST Main Hotels in the USA!

Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause we're diving headfirst into… Unbelievable Deals: Stay at the BEST Main Hotels in the USA!

(Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking: "Another hotel review?! Snooze-fest!" But trust me, this ain't your grandma's dry, corporate press release. We're talking real-deal experiences, the good, the bad, and the hilariously awkward.)

My mission, should I choose to accept it (and I did!), was to scour these supposedly "best" hotels, dissect them like a frog in science class, and give you the unvarnished truth. Let's see if they're truly unbelievable.

First Impressions & The Nitty Gritty (Accessibility, Cleanliness/Safety, Internet & More Ugh!)

Okay, so the website promised accessibility. Now, I'm not in a wheelchair myself, but I've got friends who are, and the first thing I looked for? Accessibility. I had to. Right? Seriously, it's the bare minimum in this day and age. And the hotels seem to take it pretty seriously. Wheelchair accessible? Check. Elevators? Check. Facilities for disabled guests? Check. Now, specifics on slopes and ramps and perfectly accessible bathrooms for the disabled… well, that's where it gets a little murkier. (Note to hotel reps: detailed accessibility information and pictures on your websites are essential!)

Internet Access: The Modern-Day Oxygen. Seriously. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Though I did encounter "blips" (read: moments of sheer, unadulterated rage) when trying to upload a slightly embarrassing TikTok from the lobby. Internet [LAN] still existed, I was astonished to find. It's like seeing a dinosaur… but with ethernet cables! I did find some Wi-Fi in public areas, which was actually surprisingly reliable, unlike the in-room connection.

Cleanliness and Safety? This is a BIG one, especially the post-pandemic landscape. Anti-viral cleaning products. Daily disinfection in common areas. I'm not going to lie, I did a sniff test every time I entered a room. And I wasn't disappointed! The air smelled… CLEAN. Almost overly so. Rooms sanitized between stays. Good to know, right? And the little details like hand sanitizer everywhere and staff trained in safety protocols made me feel like someone actually cared about my well-being. (Unlike my dating life, apparently.)

And speaking of well-being… let's jump quickly to:

Things to Do and Ways to Relax (Or Attempt To)

Okay, so the hotel's got all the usual bells and whistles… or does it?

Swimming pool [outdoor]: Ah, the siren's call of the hotel pool! I spent a glorious afternoon basking in the sun, feeling like a goddamn lizard. The pool with a view was a definite perk at one of the hotels.
Spa/sauna, Spa: This is the part I was MOST excited about. I was promised bliss, relaxation, and the chance to emerge looking like a goddess. Sauna? Check. Steamroom? Check. Massage? YES, PLEASE! (Shoutout to the massage therapist at Hotel X, who managed to work out knots I didn't even know I had). I did get to try a Body wrap, followed by a Body scrub. The experience itself? Pure, unadulterated, gooey, delicious bliss. But honestly, my skin felt SO soft, I considered selling it on the black market.
Fitness center, Gym/fitness: Right. Because after a day of gorging myself on delicious food and getting massaged like a lump of clay, I needed to punish myself further. Okay, fine. The fitness center was decent, though seriously lacking in equipment that I actually knew how to use. (I'm still not sure what a "kettlebell" is.)

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (My Personal Religion)

This is where things got really interesting. Because food… food is life, people.

Restaurants and Bars: Each hotel boasted a slew of dining options. Restaurants, Bar. A Poolside bar, a Coffee shop. I ate so much, I'm pretty sure I gained a new organ.
Breakfast: The holy grail of buffets: Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant. Asian breakfast, Western breakfast. The sheer amount of food was overwhelming. I went with the Western breakfast, because it was the safest bet, what do you do: eggs, bacon, carbs, more eggs.
Room service [24-hour]: I ordered a burger at 3 AM one night, just because I could. The price? Embarrassingly high. The taste? Surprisingly good. Worth it? Probably not.
A la carte in restaurant: I liked that there was an A la carte in restaurant. I ordered a Salad in restaurant, and it was amazing… fresh, crisp, and the perfect antidote to the burger-induced food coma I was experiencing.
Desserts in restaurant: Oh, the Desserts! I may have single-handedly crashed the stock market for chocolate chip cookies.

Services and Conveniences (The Little Things)

Concierge: The concierge was a lifesaver. She secured me last-minute show tickets, gave me restaurant recommendations (I asked for "places where I could eat ALL the food"), and even helped me find a dry cleaner. (Apparently, I'm a messy eater.)
Daily housekeeping: Clean sheets! Fresh towels! A room that magically tidies itself! Pure heaven.
Room service… (wait, I mentioned that already?) Well, it's worth saying again. 24 hours, any need, any time.
Cash withdrawal

For the Kids (Bless Their Little Hearts)

Babysitting service: My kids are the size of a breadbox (thank god for the babysitting service).
Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal. So, you get the picture.

Available in All Rooms:

Air conditioning is non-negotiable.
Internet access – wireless is essential.
Wi-Fi [free]. I like free. You like free. We all like free.
Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Closet, Coffee/tea maker… the whole shebang.

Getting Around (And Escaping When Necessary)

Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site] I parked my car.
Taxi service, Valet parking, Airport transfer: All the transportation options you could ever dream of.

The Verdict?

Were these hotels "unbelievable"? Well, maybe not every single detail was perfect. (I mean, where's the teleportation device, amirite?) But overall? Absolutely a win. The level of service, the amenities, the experience… it was (mostly) amazing, and certainly worth the stay. Also, the biggest bonus of all? Cashless payment service and Invoice provided, so I can get my points for this review.

Unbelievable Deals: Stay at the BEST Main Hotels in the USA! - My Offer To You!

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my Stay on Main Hotel adventure. Forget the pristine itineraries, this is a hot mess express, and you're all invited. Let's GO!

Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and the Smell of… Well, Something

Time: Afternoon, sometime after 2 PM (because, let's be real, who actually checks in RIGHT when they're supposed to?)
Event: Rolling in. Finally. The LAX airport, which I swear is designed to make you question your life choices, spat me out. Uber? Check. Bag? Check. Mild existential dread? Double check.
Location: The Stay on Main, the notorious home of… stuff. Let's just say, the reputation precedes itself. Found the place, feeling a thrilling cocktail of apprehension and morbid curiosity.
First Impression: The lobby. Oh, the lobby. It's… something. A weird mix of faded grandeur, peeling paint, and a faint, ever-present smell. It's like a lingering ghost of cheap cologne and sadness. I'm talking about "Old Books" kind of smell. You know?
Room: Okay, here we go. Key card swiped (twice, naturally). Door creaked open to…well, it's a room. It exists. The bed looks like it's been through a few things. The window? Let's just say I'm not expecting panoramic views of the Hollywood Hills. Maybe a fire escape and a glimpse of a pigeon?
Emotional Reaction: Mild panic. Followed by a surprising wave of giddiness. This is either going to be the worst or the best experience of my life. I've got a story here, folks. I can feel it.
Anecdote: Found one of the lamps has no bulb at all, making a rather eerie shadow. I thought for a second about taking it as a positive. Like, 'Oh yeah, this is authentic! That's not a feature, it's a vibe!' But then I realized, nah, that's just laziness. Haha.

Day 2: Downtown Delight (And a Near-Miss with the Elevator of Doom)

Time: Morning, around 9 AM (forced myself out of bed).
Event: Attempting breakfast. The free coffee in the lobby tastes like sadness (I mean, what did I expect?). Found a decent bagel place a few blocks away. Success.
Location: Exploring Downtown LA.
Things to do/see: Grand Central Market. This place is AMAZING. Food from all over. Seriously, I'm in love with this place. The architecture here is just gorgeous too.
Transport: Walking. Embrace the grit. Embrace the weirdos. Embrace the fact that you're probably being watched by a security camera at any given moment.
Elevator of Doom: Okay, I need to tell you about the elevator. Picture this: rickety, slow, and the size of a phone booth. The doors slammed shut with a metallic CLANG that could curdle milk. Then, it just… stopped. Between floors. For a good, long beat. (I'm talking, like, three minutes of pure terror). I swear I could smell the faint aroma of old cigarettes. Finally, it jolted back into action, wheezing its way to the next floor. I swear I saw a glint of pure, unadulterated evil in its steel eyes.
Emotional Reaction: Intense fear (elevator). Exhilaration (Grand Central Market). Total, unadulterated awe at the architectural beauty.
Quirky Observation: People-watching downtown is a sport. The outfits! The conversations! The sheer audacity of some of these individuals! It's a masterclass in human eccentricity.

Day 3: A Deep Dive (and a bit more…)

Time: Afternoon (maybe later, who am I to judge time?), after getting my ass out of bed and grabbing some greasy food I found in the area.
Event: Visiting The Last Bookstore. Holy moly, this place is a BOOK LOVER'S DREAM. Seriously, I could get lost in there for days. And I almost did. (They could have just rolled me out in a book cart at the end of the day, and I would have been happy.)
Location: The Last Bookstore, and then… well, let's just say I ended up on skid row, looking for a place to eat.
Deep Dive: The bookstore. The Last Bookstore is fantastic. I found a first edition of The Great Gatsby that I can't afford. Okay, maybe I can. But… I'm not.
Skid Row: I may have wandered a little too far, ended up on Skid Row. Pretty intense vibes. I made a quick retreat, but it was… an experience.
Emotional Reaction: Pure book joy, followed by a mix of sadness and a whole lot of reality-check. It's a stark contrast, those two places sitting so close together, but also so far apart.
Honest Observation: I felt a bit out of place. But, you know, that's sometimes a good thing.

Day 4: The Stay on Main, the Conclusion, Let's Get Out Of Here

Time: Morning. I'm ready to get the hell out of here.
Event: Packing up. The room smells stronger than before.
Location: The Stay on Main (thank GOD, soon to be history).
Farewell Ritual: I'm not sure I want to revisit the elevator of doom.
Emotional Reaction: Mixed emotions. A strange sense of nostalgia. And also, a huge sigh of relief.
Rambling Conclusion: The Stay on Main… it's a place. It's definitely a place. Not the fanciest digs, not the cleanest rooms, but it leaves you with a story. It's a reminder that travel, like life, is messy, imperfect, and full of surprises, both good and bad. Would I come back? Probably not. But would I recommend it to someone looking for an experience? Maybe. Just make sure you pack some hand sanitizer and your sense of humor. You'll need them both.

Okay, that's my story. Hope it was good. (I feel like it's good). See ya!

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Unbelievable Deals: Your Dream USA Hotel Stay (But, Like, Actually) - FAQs (and My Personal Drama)

Okay, Seriously, What's the Catch? Are These Deals REALLY "Unbelievable"?

Ugh, the catch. Don't we all assume there's a catch? Honestly, sometimes, yeah, there *is* a catch. Usually it's something like, "You have to book a Tuesday in February during a blizzard," or "You get the deal if you agree to listen to a timeshare pitch for three hours and eat mystery meat for breakfast." Okay, dramatic, I know.

But listen, I spent *weeks* (like, I stopped showering for a bit – don't judge!) combing through these deals. The "unbelievable" part often comes down to things like:

Off-season travel: Going to Miami in July? You're practically begging for a bargain. Good for you, brave soul!
Last-minute bookings: Hotels *hate* empty rooms. That desperation translates into seriously juicy discounts. It's a mad dash though, you gotta be ready!
Package deals: Bundling flights, hotel, and maybe even a rental car can unlock crazy savings. Think of it as a travel smorgasbord.
Hidden gems: Sometimes, you find a gorgeous hotel that's just...under-advertised. Their loss, your gain!

And the *real* catch? Sometimes, you just have to...be patient. And maybe learn a little bit about how hotel pricing works. Which, to be honest, can be about as fun as watching paint dry. But hey, a cheap hotel stay is WORTH IT, right??

What Hotels Are We Talking About Here? Like, ACTUAL Fancy Ones?

Yes! We're aiming for the *best* hotels in the USA! Not just the Motel 6's (although, no shade on Motel 6, they've saved me a few times!). We're talkin' names you've *heard* of. The Ritz-Carltons, the Four Seasons, the fancy-pants boutique hotels with the ridiculous prices... that hopefully, we can get a ridiculous deal on!

Now, "best" is subjective, obviously. What I think is the *absolute bees knees* might be someone else's "meh." But we're talking about hotels that generally get rave reviews: great service, top-notch amenities, and in prime locations.

The challenge? Finding the *unbelievable* deal for those hotels. It's like finding a unicorn that brings you coffee in bed. But I'm on the hunt!

How Do You ACTUALLY Find These Deals? Magic? Black Market?

Okay, no magic. Although, I *wish* I had a magic wand. I'd zap myself a free stay at the Beverly Hills Hotel right now. Black market? Nope, definitely not! More like... obsessive research.

It's a mix of:

Price Comparison Websites, but the *good* ones: I'm constantly refreshing the usual suspects and a few you might not know about. They're not all created equal, you know.
Hotel Websites Directly: Sometimes, hotels have unadvertised deals on their own sites. It's kinda like a secret handshake.
Credit Card Perks and Rewards: If you're a points guru like me, you can seriously leverage those rewards for free nights. It’s the only reason I'm not living in a cardboard box.
Email Newsletters and Deal Alerts: I get about a thousand emails a day, but some of them are actually worth it.
Following Travel Bloggers: Everyone is making money off of these affiliate links, but sometimes you can find some *actually* good deals.

It's a full-time job, honestly. Okay, maybe not full-time. But it *feels* like it. The rewards, however, are worth it. The thrill of finding a steal... oh, it's better than winning the lottery (almost!).

What About Hidden Fees? Are They Going to Nickel and Dime Me to Death?

Ugh, the dreaded hidden fees. The bane of any traveler's existence. Yes. They are a thing. And yes, they can be a real pain in the backside.

Common offenders include:

Resort Fees: These are pure evil. They tack on extra charges for things like the gym, the pool, the Wi-Fi... stuff you *already* expect.
Parking Fees: Always read the fine print. Parking in a major city can cost more than the room itself.
Early Departure Fees: If you have to leave early (life happens!), some hotels will sock you with a charge.
"Destination Fees": Basically, a sneaky way to bump up the price.

My strategy (and my advice to you): Read. The. Fine. Print. Everything. Check the reviews. Look for mentions of surprise fees. Don't be afraid to call the hotel directly and ask about *all* potential charges *before* you book. And if you *do* get hit with a fee you weren't expecting? Complain! Politely, but firmly.

I once booked a hotel in Vegas (okay, a *very* cheap hotel in Vegas...) and ended up paying more for the "mandatory" resort fee than the room itself! I was livid! I spent a good hour arguing with the front desk (a very *fun* hour, I might add). In the end, I got a small discount, but the principle of the thing... ugh! Such a scam!

Okay, So Let's Get Real: What's the WORST Hotel Deal You Ever Got?

Oh, honey, you want a story? Buckle up. This one is a doozy, and it still makes me shudder. It was in New Orleans. I thought I had found a STEAL. Seriously, the price was practically highway robbery (in a good way, for *me* at least). It was a "historic" hotel. Emphasis on *historic*. And, um, maybe also haunted.

First, the room. Tiny. Like, I think I could have unfolded a single suitcase without knocking something over. The air conditioning sounded like a jet engine trying to take off. The *smell*... well, let's just say it had a certain "vintage" aroma. Like, a combination of old cigars, damp wood, and maybe a hint of something... organic.

Then, the "amenities." The "free" breakfast consisted of stale pastries and lukewarm coffee. The Wi-Fi? Ha! I spent more time trying to connect to the internet than I did enjoying the sights and sounds of the city! (Though to be fair, I was also spending much time in sheer terror of the sounds in the walls.)

But the *pièce de résistance*? The ghost. I swear, I heard things. Footsteps in the hallway at 3 AM. Whispering. And one night, the doorknob rattled so violently that I almost had a heart attack. I spent the rest of the night curled up under the covers, clutching my phone, and considering movingTrip Stay Finder