I’m going to be honest right from the get-go and let you know that I didn’t enjoy my stay at the Phoenix Airport Hilton Garden Inn very much. Basically, this property was about as generic and cookie-cutter as an airport hotel can get.
That said, it never once occurred to me to skip the review altogether so that I could focus on other things (such as being lazy and getting sucked down the vortex that is YouTube for three hours straight). I vowed to write reviews of my hotel stays, so here we go…
A full review of my 1 night stay at the Hilton Garden Inn at the Phoenix Airport (PHX)
It was only after I saw the second Hilton Garden Inn shuttle bus blast right by me at PHX without stopping that I had to whip out my phone and give them a call to see what was up.
What was up was the fact that there are actually several Hilton Garden Inn‘s located near the airport, and none of them will stop if they don’t know that they have a customer waiting.
In other words, I would’ve stood there all night if I didn’t call and ask to be picked up. I wish I would’ve known that 30 minutes earlier…
Another shuttle bus eventually came by to scoop me up, and I silently cursed to myself all the way to the entrance to the hotel. Just by the looks of it, I could tell immediately that this was a giant step down from the Westin in downtown Phoenix (where I stayed the night before).
Of course I didn’t expect it to be anywhere near as nice, but I wasn’t expecting it to look like a roadside motel complete with that all-too-familiar deep stench of chlorine coming from the indoor pool down the hall.
I hate it when my worst fears come true. Unlike how I was pleasantly surprised when checking into the Fairfield Inn in Grand Blanc, MI, checking into the Hilton Garden Inn here in Phoenix went exactly like I expected it would (which wasn’t great).
The room (was actually a suite)
In order not to sound too much like a Negative Nancy, I will say that the fact that this was a suite was a huge plus. There’s just something really nice about staying in a hotel room that feels more like an apartment than a tiny motel room.
I will admit that I did have a little bit of Debbie Downer in me that evening though. But I definitely wasn’t feeling like a Negative Nancy. There’s a big difference between the two.
If I could sum up this one night stay in one word, it would have to be Dissapointment (with a capital D, which stands for “Darn it I should have stayed at the Westin again”).
However, there was honestly nothing wrong with this suite, and the fault of my disappointment was completely on me. I was simply expecting too much, and unfortunately this property wasn’t quite on that level.
It’s been along time since I’ve stayed at a Hilton Garden Inn, and I guess I’ve simply forgot what these properties are like. Lesson learned!