Burlington's BEST Hotel? Hilton Garden Inn Downtown Review!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into reviewing… well, whatever hotel this sprawling list of amenities suggests. Forget the textbook; this is going to be less "TripAdvisor" and more "Confessions of a Slightly Jaded Traveler." Let's get messy, shall we?
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Alright, so imagine you (me) are about to arrive at…this place. The sheer volume of things on offer is intimidating, frankly. Let's tackle this beast, starting with…
Accessibility (Lord, Give Me Strength)
Okay, first impressions. They say accessible. They list facilities for disabled guests. Good. But listen, experienced travelers know the drill. A ramp doesn't equal true accessibility. We're talking:
- Wheelchair Accessible: Is it REALLY wheelchair accessible? Level entry? Wide doors? Enough space to maneuver in the rooms? Crucially, is the bathroom actually usable? I hate the "accessible" rooms that are barely more spacious than a broom closet. (Side note: I was once in a "wheelchair-accessible" hotel room where the only "wheelchair accessible" thing was a very small, rickety ramp leading to the balcony…which was promptly blocked by a giant potted plant. Hilarious. Not.) This is where my cynicism goes into overdrive.
- Elevator: Essential. And reliable. I’ve been trapped in an elevator once. Not fun.
- Things to Consider: Tactile signage? Accessible routes to restaurants and the pool? Accessible parking? They better do that first!
My Anecdote Alert: Once, I stayed at a place that advertised accessible rooms. Turns out, the "accessible shower" was basically a sprinkler head pointed at a mildewed corner of the bathroom. That’s a no-no.
The On-Site Extravaganza (Restaurants, Lounges, and the Dreaded Buffet)
- On-site accessible restaurants/lounges: If accessibility is a priority (which it should be), easy. This should be a no-brainer! No stairs to the restaurant, easy access to the tables, etc.
- Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A veritable smorgasbord. A la carte? Buffet? Asian? International? Oh, the choices! The potential for culinary delight, yes, but also the potential for… buffet regret. I'm looking at you, soggy scrambled eggs.
- Restaurants, Bars, Poolside Bar, Coffee Shop: The variety is tempting. This is where I start dreaming of cocktails by the pool (more on that later).
- Room Service (24-hour): This is crucial, especially after a long flight, or if you’re just, well, lazy.
- Asian Breakfast/Cuisine: Always a good sign. I love a good congee or dim sum to start the day.
- Vegetarian Options: Very important
My Emotional State: Excited. But also, like a kid in a candy shop who's about to go into a sugar coma.
Internet (Oh, the Humanity!)
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!: YES! Thank the digital gods. A hotel without free Wi-Fi is a hotel stuck in the Dark Ages (or at least the early 2000s).
- Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services: Backup options are always welcome. Sometimes you need a hardwired connection for serious work (or binge-watching).
- Wi-Fi in public areas: Also a must.
My Rambling Observation: Picture this: You're in the lobby, trying to download an important document, and the Wi-Fi is slower than a snail on Valium. Pure. Agony.
Things to Do/Ways to Relax (The Spa, Oh, The Spa!)
- Spa, Spa/Sauna: Do they have a good spa? A great spa is a game-changer. Massages, body scrubs, wraps… I’m already imagining the blissful oblivion.
- Pool with view: A pool with a view? Now we're talking. Is it a genuine "infinity pool" or a slightly elevated concrete tub? The suspense is KILLING ME.
- Swimming pool, swimming pool [outdoor]: Pools. I'm a fan.
- Fitness Center, Gym/fitness: I should use them. I probably won’t. But it's good to have the option, right?
- Sauna, Steamroom, Foot bath: More ways to relax. I'm starting to feel pampered just reading about it!
My Stream-of-Consciousness moment: Okay, the perfect spa day: A deep tissue massage, followed by a sauna session, then a swim in the pool, all while staring at a stunning vista. And then… a nap. A long, glorious nap.
Cleanliness and Safety (The COVID-19 Era)
Okay, this is THE big one. What you say you're doing and what you actually do are two VERY different things.
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment, Hygiene certification: These are the bare minimum. Anyone not doing this at this point is… well, sketchy.
- Individually-wrapped food options, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Crucial for me. No more shared serving spoons if I can help it.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere. It’s the new currency of travel.
- Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit: Essential, but you hope you never need them.
My Honest Reaction: Look, I’m still a little jumpy about travel. If I see a single unmasked employee or a crumb left on a table, my anxiety levels will shoot through the roof.
For the Kids (Bless their little hearts)
- Family/child friendly, Babysitting service, Kids facilities, Kids meal: Fine. I’m not a parent, but I get it. They need stuff too, and as long as they're not screaming in the hallways at 3 AM, I’ll be happy.
Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter)
- Air conditioning in public area, Air conditioning (in-room), Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens: These are the basics, the foundation of a good hotel experience. The devil is in the details, though. Is the AC efficient? Are the hangers decent? Do the blackout curtains actually block out the light?
- Cashless payment service: Good.
- Concierge, Luggage storage, Doorman: Nice touches.
- Dry cleaning, Laundry service, Ironing service, Daily housekeeping: Essential for the weary traveler.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Mentioned before, but crucially important.
- Gift/souvenir shop: Usually overpriced junk, but hey, sometimes you need a last-minute gift.
- Invoice provided: For business travelers.
- Safety deposit boxes: Good for peace of mind.
My Imperfection/Quirky Observation: I always check the hotel bar’s selection of local beers. It’s a vital part of my (highly scientific) assessment of a hotel.
Available in All Rooms (The Literally Everything List)
Okay, so everything that's listed here is probably going to be in the rooms.
- **Additional toilet, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Bathrobes, Blackout curtains, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my Burlington, Vermont, itinerary, a glorious mess of potential and probably some epic fails. I'm staying at the Hilton Garden Inn downtown, which, let's be honest, is usually a pretty safe bet. But the real adventure? That’s all me.
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Coffee Quest (and a minor freakout)
- 1 PM: Plane lands! Okay, not exactly the smoothest landing. I’m pretty sure the pilot had to take a second pass. Did I let out a little shriek of fear? Maybe. Don't judge me, turbulence is the enemy!
- 1:45 PM: Shuttle to the Hilton Garden Inn. The shuttle driver was surprisingly chatty, which is either a gift or a curse, depending on your tolerance for small talk. He informed me (unsolicited, mind you) that Burlington is known for its 'spirited' winters. Great, just what I wanted to hear in October.
- 2:30 PM: Check-in. Room…adequate. The view? Mostly parking lot. Oh well, I'm not here to stare at concrete. The bed looks comfy, though. God, I hope it is comfy. Long flight, you know?
- 3:00 PM: The Great Coffee Quest begins. Okay, this is serious business. I need caffeine, and I need it now. Yelp tells me "Speeder & Earl's Coffee" is the place to be. I venture forth, map in hand (okay, on my phone).
- 3:15 PM: Walked in wrong direction! Seriously, how hard is it to find a coffee shop? Apparently, very hard. The wind is biting. I'm questioning my life choices.
- 3:45 PM: Speeder & Earl’s Achieved! Glory! And apparently, a line. Fine. Patience is key. I NEED this coffee.
- 4:00 PM: Coffee in hand. OMG, this is glorious. Espresso-laced magic in a cup. The "Maple Latte" whispers my name.
- 4:30 PM: Back at the hotel, slightly buzzed, but happy. The room suddenly looks less depressing. And the bed is calling.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner Debacle. I was planning on trying a fancy restaurant – maybe Hen of the Wood? But the coffee coma hit hard. I found myself wandering into a pizza place, utterly starving and unable to make rational decisions. Pizza it is! (And it was delicious. Seriously, Vermont pizza is something else.)
- 8:00 PM: Attempted evening stroll. Briefly. It got dark FAST. Wind. Cold. Back to the room.
Day 2: Church Street Marketplace and the Ben & Jerry's Vortex
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at the Hotel - or, the Great Egg Scramble of 2024 The scrambled eggs. Honestly, they tasted like…well, they tasted like hotel scrambled eggs. I piled them with the mini-sausages, which were a highlight. I also snagged a pastry. Hotel breakfasts: always a gamble.
- 10:00 AM: Church Street Marketplace Adventure Begins. This is what I came here to see! Cobblestone streets, quirky shops, street performers… It's charming, alright. But also a tad overwhelming.
- 10:30 AM: Shopping Spree (mostly window). I went into a bookstore and almost bought every book. I restrained myself. Almost.
- 11:30 AM: The Ben & Jerry's Revelation. Okay, let's be honest. This is a pilgrimage. I'm heading to the original Ben & Jerry's. I'm so here for this.
- 12:00 PM: The Factory Tour. So, the factory tour. It promised a glimpse into the ice cream-making process. It delivered… well, a bit of that. And a LOT of history. It was informative, but the real magic happened in the sample room.
- 12:30 PM: THE SAMPLE ROOM! Okay. It's a beautiful disaster in there. Free scoops of EVERYTHING. I’m talking everything. I sampled something called "Americone Dream". I believe I had three servings. I probably should have paced myself, but no regrets. It was a life-changing experience. I was walking around in a Ben & Jerry's haze.
- 2:00 PM: Lunch at a random sandwich shop on Church Street. Fueling up for the… more of the marketplace and a second pass through the bookstore.
- 3:00 PM: Waterfront Park. Trying to walk off the ice cream. The lake is beautiful, even in the slightly dreary weather. I spot a kayaker. Mad respect.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner and brewery hopping. I'm aiming for a locally brewed beer and something with a hearty, warming meal to soak up the rest of that delicious ice cream. I heard "Zero Gravity Craft Brewery" is pretty good. Fingers crossed.
Day 3: A Day Trip to Somewhere? (Or Just Sleep?)
- 9:00 AM: Late wake up. Whoops. It's Vermont. There's no pressure. Which is good, because I'm feeling the Ben & Jerry's coma hard.
- 10:00 AM: Questioning the Day Trip. I had vague plans to drive to Stowe or the Green Mountains. But honestly? The idea of driving, navigating, and actually doing things feels… exhausting. I'm going to play this day by ear.
- 11:00 AM: Back to Church Street…maybe. I definitely like the Marketplace but I may need a nap first.
- 1:00 PM: Possibly a museum. There's a museum of at the University of Vermont, maybe? Or maybe I'll just read in the hotel room.
- 5:00 PM: Final Dinner. Exploring what Burlington has to offer and a farewell to the city.
- 8:00 PM: Packing and winding down. The flight is tomorrow.
The "Unforeseen" (aka, the stuff that will inevitably go wrong):
- I will, at some point, get lost. Guaranteed.
- I will over-pack. And then under-pack.
- I will spend way too much money on coffee.
- I will try to speak French, and fail miserably.
- I will have a moment of existential dread about my life choices. (Probably while staring at Lake Champlain.)
- I may just cancel the museum and take a nap.
So there you have it. My Vermont adventure, beautifully messy and gloriously me. Wish me luck! Or, you know, just send supplies. I'll need them. 😉
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So, what *exactly* is this thing we're supposed to be asking questions about? Like, what IS the point?
Alright, alright, settle down. Good question! And… honestly? I’m not entirely sure *what* this is supposed to be. I mean, I get the FAQ part – Frequently Asked Questions. But what are we asking *about*? Let's just pretend it's about... um... *stuff* generally. Life, the universe, and everything, maybe? Or maybe it's just about the last time I burned toast. Or that time I accidentally wore mismatched socks to a job interview. (Don't ask.) Let's just roll with it, huh? I'm still trying to figure it all out myself. And if *I* don't know, well... that sets a pretty low bar for our expectations today, doesn't it? So just ask away!
Okay... fine. But like, how do *you* answer these things? Are you some kind of… robot?
Robot? Ugh, no offense to robots (I'm sure they have feelings, probably), but I'm way *too* chaotic for that. I'm more like... a slightly rusty, perpetually caffeine-fueled, deeply flawed *human*. I answer these things by… well, by thinking. And feeling. (Sometimes both simultaneously, which is a *blast*, let me tell you). I also draw heavily on past experiences like the time I... Okay, I was supposed to be giving examples. But I've got to be honest here, and this is messy... I am just winging it. I'm *making it up* as I go along! So, if an answer seems a little… off, that's probably just because I'm still processing the vastness of the human experience. And the internet. And the existential dread. Don't worry, I'll get there... eventually. Or not, who knows?
Honestly, though? Most of it is based on experience. My most recent experience? Just me! It comes down to me.
Honestly, though? Most of it is based on experience. My most recent experience? Just me! It comes down to me.
What's the biggest mistake you've ever made? (Be honest!)
Oh, the *biggest* mistake? Where do I even *start*? Okay, okay, I'll tell you one that still makes my toes curl up. This was years ago, when I was… well, younger and even more naive. I was in a work conference (because, of course), and there was a big fancy dinner. Everyone was dressed to the nines, and I? I was feeling *very* confident. I saw a beautiful ornate door, thought it belonged to the ladies room, and *sauntered* in, fully believing I had finally arrived in life. It wasn't the ladies room. It was the *kitchen*. I walked straight into the kitchen! And, because my nerves were already shot, I promptly tripped over a box of… I don't even remember. Flour? Canned goods? All I know is that I face-planted onto the kitchen floor, right in front of the head chef. Who then had to watch me, mortified, as the entire kitchen staff burst out laughing. The mortification! It’s the kind of thing you wake up in a cold sweat from, twenty years later. So, yes, that was pretty embarrassing. But hey, at least now I have a good story to tell, right? …Right? (Please say yes.)
Do you have any advice for dealing with... well, everything?
Advice? From *me*? Oh, honey, are you sure you've come to the right place? But fine, I'll give it a shot. Here's the thing: there *isn't* one magic answer. Life's a chaotic, beautiful, frustrating mess, and anyone who tells you they have *all* the answers is probably selling you something. But here's something I've learned, mostly through failing miserably:
- **Embrace the Imperfection:** Seriously. Let go of the need to be perfect. You're going to screw up. A lot. It's part of the fun (kinda).
- **Find Your People:** Surround yourself with people who love you, even when you're at your worst. Those are the keepers.
- **Laugh a Lot:** Seriously, laughter is the best medicine. Except for, you know, actual medicine. But even then, laugh while you take it!
- **Take Breaks:** This is so important. We're all so busy, but step away from it every day.
Okay, okay, you're rambling. But seriously, what makes YOU happy? What's your "thing?"
My "thing"? Well, that's a loaded question, isn't it? I'm still figuring it out. This whole "life" thing is an ongoing project, like a DIY home renovation that's *never* quite finished. But here are some things that reliably make me smile:
- **Good food:** A perfectly cooked steak, a creamy bowl of pasta, a chocolate cake.
- **The company of good friends:** People who make me laugh until I cry.
- **The feeling of accomplishment:** Whether it's finishing a big project, cleaning my house, or finally figuring out how to solve a complicated puzzle.
- **Travel:** Seeing new people, hearing new stories, and seeing new landscapes.
Final Question: What's the one thing you wish people knew?
Oh, wow. That's a big one. You know what? I wish people realized that it's okay to not be okay. Really okay. We put so much pressure on ourselves to be perfect, happy all the time, and always have it all figured out. And it's exhausting! Life is messy. It's complicated. It's a rollercoaster. And that's *okay*. It's the *human* thing. Embrace the chaos. Embrace the imperfections. And for goodness sake, laugh at yourself along the way. Because if you can't laugh at yourself, then who *can* you laugh at? (Hopefully, not the head chef in the kitchen. Although, that *was* pretty funny...)
