Phoenix Airport's BEST Kept Secret: Motel 6 24th St. (You WON'T Believe the Price!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the… ahem… glances sideways …Motel 6 24th St. near Phoenix Airport. Yep, that Motel 6. The one with the legendary… well, the legendary prices. And trust me, you won't believe it. (And yes, I'm obligated to say that, marketing brainwashing and all). But seriously, I need to be honest… We're talking practicality, not pampering. But sometimes, practicality is EXACTLY what you need.
Let's just… start somewhere, shall we? Trying to wrangle all the amenities into a coherent review while my brain is still processing the Phoenix heat is… a challenge. So, bear with.
Accessibility & the Great Leveling of Humanity (aka: The Motel 6 Edition)
Listen, forget those fancy resorts. Sometimes, you roll into town, fueled by stale airplane coffee and the sheer will to exist. The 24th St. Motel 6? It's got the basics covered for accessibility. Honestly, I don't have a wheelchair, but I saw some ramps and stuff. (I’m pretty sure I did, let me check… yep, the little check boxes say “yes” – so there you have it). They're not exactly rolling out the red carpet, but it is accessible. So, that's a win! Now, for the real kicker: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Thank GOD. The internet is the oxygen we ALL need to breathe these days. (We’ll get more into internet later, but just trust me, it’s there. The internet is always there.)
The Internet Saga (aka: Where Wi-Fi is Your God)
Look, I'm a freelance writer. Wi-Fi is life. And Motel 6? They understand. Forget those hotels that nickel and dime you for it. Free. You're not gonna get lightning-fast fiber optic in every room, but it's enough to check emails, scroll Instagram while you’re procrastinating, and, crucial, find a decent burrito place nearby. Thank you Motel Six. Also, I checked – you can get Internet [LAN] if you’re feeling retro. Which… good for you? Internet services are, you know, standard-issue. No surprises. Wi-Fi in public areas? Yep, works, I’m pretty sure.
Cleanliness & Safety (aka: Surviving a Pandemic)
Okay, REAL TALK: cleanliness is key these days. And I’m not gonna lie, I was a little squinty-eyed going in. But the 24th St. Motel 6? They're trying. They're really trying. The website boasts Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Rooms sanitized between stays. They even have Hand sanitizer everywhere! They have a ton of them. Like… everywhere. And the staff wear masks, which is always a plus in my book. Hygiene certification? Check. Now, I didn't exactly break out the blacklight, but it seemed clean. You can also opt out of room sanitization (if you're feeling really adventurous… or just OCD about your own germs). And yes, they have Staff trained in safety protocol. That's a good thing, I figured.
And, for what it's worth, I saw a First aid kit behind the front desk. Always a good sign.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (aka: Fueling the Adventure)
Alright, let's be real: the Motel 6 isn't exactly a culinary destination. However. It’s the perfect base camp for your Phoenix food adventures. Breakfast? Well, they have a coffee shop (just coffee, I think). Breakfast service? Possibly. (I didn't see it). Coffee/tea in restaurant? I think so. My memories are a little fuzzy on this one. Snack bar? Nope. Restaurants? Nope. But… Coffee/tea maker in your room? Yes! And that, my friends, is sometimes all you need.
Services and Conveniences (aka: The Essentials)
Okay, so this Motel 6 is full of the essentials. Air conditioning in public area? You betcha. (You NEED IT in Phoenix!) Daily housekeeping? Yes. Elevator? Yes. (Thank God. I’m lazy.) Cash withdrawal? I don’t see it, but there's an ATM nearby. Laundry service? Seems like they have one. Luggage storage? Yep. Front desk [24-hour]? Yes. Smoking area? Sadly, yes. Which I hate. Wi-Fi for special events? I haven't seen any special events happening, but the Wi-Fi is good, according to me.
For the KIds (aka: Not Really Their Thing)
Family/child friendly? I mean, it's a Motel 6. Babysitting service? Don’t count on it. Kids meal? Ha! No but, if you need food for your kids, I could give ya some ideas.
Getting Around (aka: Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, Preferably Automobiles)
Airport transfer? Yes, and a free shuttle! HUGE win, because airport taxis are a rip-off and Uber prices are… unpredictable. Car park [free of charge]? Absolutely. Huge. Car Park [on-site]? You bet. Taxi service? Yep, can be arranged. Motel 6 is like… the beginning of your Phoenix adventure.
Available in All Rooms (aka: The Bare Essentials, Baby)
So, let’s get to the rooms themselves. They're basic. But in a good way, sometimes. Air conditioning? YES. Alarm clock? YES. Desk? YES. Coffee/tea maker? YES. Free bottled water? Maybe. Hair dryer? You betcha. Internet access – wireless? YES. Ironing facilities? YES. Non-smoking? YES. Shower? YES. Smoke detector? YES. Telephone? YES. Towels? YES. Wi-Fi [free]? YES
Overall Vibe:
I’m not gonna lie, it's not the Ritz. But it's clean, it’s safe, and it’s cheap. It's a place to crash after a long flight, recharge your phone, and plan your REAL Phoenix adventure. It's the anti-luxury hotel. And sometimes, that’s a genuine relief.
The Anecdote, the Guffaw, the "Oh, Shoot, I Should Have Packed That" Moment:
I booked the room, and the second the lady behind the desk smiled and said “You’re all set, honey!” I felt like I was home. The room? Simple. Clean. And with that glorious, life-giving AC blasting like a hurricane. That, my friends, is worth its weight in gold in the Phoenix heat. I dumped my bag, cranked up the AC, and started planning my attack on the local burrito scene. (Priorities!)
Now, here's the thing: I did forget my toothbrush. And the convenience store? They had one. And the world kept spinning.
The Imperfection.
I'll be honest - the walls weren't soundproof. This isn't the place for a romantic getaway. But hey, it's cheap!
My Final, Unvarnished Opinion:
The 24th Street Motel 6? It’s not fancy, it’s not glamorous, and it’s probably not going to win any design awards. But it works. It's clean, it’s reliable, and it's ridiculously affordable. And for a budget traveler who just wants a place to sleep and shower? It’s a hidden gem. Really.
The Offer (with a little extra persuasion!)
Tired of Overpriced Hotels? Discover Phoenix Airport's BEST Kept Secret: Motel 6 24th St. (You WON'T Believe the Price!)
Phoenix is calling! Whether you're here for business, vacation, or just passing through, you need a place to crash that doesn't break the bank. And guess what? We have the perfect solution.
The Motel 6 24th St. gives you everything you need to stay connected and refreshed, without emptying your wallet. Forget the fancy frills! Here's what you get:
- Clean, Comfortable Rooms: A safe haven in the desert heat.
- FREE Wi-Fi: Stay connected with the world, and your Instagram feed.
- Amazing Price Tag: The only thing you'll be paying through the nose for is your flight!
- FREE Airport Shuttle: Get picked up, get dropped off. Easy peasy.
- Convenient Location: Quick access to everything Phoenix has to offer.
But Wait, There's More!
- Sanitized Rooms: Peace of mind, with sanitization that's on
Alright, buckle up buttercups. This isn't some sterile, perfectly-planned travel itinerary. This is me, stumbling through Phoenix, Arizona, fueled by lukewarm coffee and the unwavering belief I can find a decent breakfast burrito. And it all starts… at the holy Motel 6 near the airport, 24th Street. Wish me luck.
MY EPIC, PROBABLY DISASTROUS, PHOENIX ADVENTURE - (aka: Surviving Motel 6 & Beyond)
Day 1: Arrival, the Airport, and the Scent of Despair (and Maybe Chlorine)
- 1:00 PM: Touchdown in Phoenix. The desert heat hits you like a brick wall. I swear, the air just vibrates with the promise of sunshine and… well, more heat. Getting off the plane, I realize I've probably overpacked. Always do. I’m sweating before I even reach baggage claim.
- 1:45 PM: Baggage Claim Blues. Found my bag. Miracle! Now, the real test: navigating the endless sea of rental car companies. Decided on a… uh… "compact SUV." Because, you know, space. (Side note: How do people live in these SUVs? They're bigger on the outside than the inside).
- 2:45 PM: Check-in – Motel 6, 24th Street. The siren song of cheapness lured me in. The website promised clean and convenient. Reality… slightly less so. The lobby smells faintly of chlorine and… disappointment? Let's hope the room fares better. I should note that I am, for some reason, incredibly excited to sleep in a motel room. It's kind of like a tiny home of the road.
- 3:15 PM: Room Reconnaissance. Okay, it's… functional. Bedspread with an inexplicable stained pattern (don't ask, don't tell). Free Wi-Fi - bless up. The TV remote, thankfully, works. The lighting is harsh, institutional, and perfect for examining the state of my face after a long flight. I am going to live here.
- 4:00 PM: Poolside contemplation. They have a pool! And it looks… inviting in a vaguely-used-Band-Aids-and-chlorine kind of way. I may or may not dip a toe in. Maybe. It's hot. I'm tired. The sun is beating down. This is a good life. I hope I brought sunscreen.
- 5:00 PM: Grub Quest. I HAVE to find a proper Phoenix burrito. I swear to god, if I don't find a good one, I'm turning around and going home. Google Maps points me towards a place called… "Taco Truck of Doom." (Actual name. I'm not kidding.) This could be the start of something beautiful.
- 6:00 PM: Taco Truck of Doom - OH. MY. GOD. This is a burrito. Like, a real burrito. Not a sad, pre-packaged, burrito-shaped object. This thing is HUGE, overflowing with carne asada, and smothered in the perfect amount of salsa. Tears well up in my eyes. I think I love Phoenix. This is the pinnacle. This journey has been worth it for this burrito.
- 7:00 PM: "Rest." Back at the motel. I've decided to lie in bed and look at the ceiling. I can't sleep. What does the future hold? This is the question.
- 8:00 PM: Watching TV (that's what it has come to).
- 9:00 PM: Sleeping.
Day 2: Desert Delights and Cultural Confusions
- 7:00 AM: The alarm goes off. Honestly, I did not sleep very well. I think I might have been excited.
- 7:30 AM: Breakfast (Attempt Number 1). The motel's "free continental breakfast" is… well, let's just say "continental" is a generous term. I grab a stale donut, a lukewarm coffee, and scurry out.
- 8:00 AM: The Desert Botanical Garden - Okay, this is actually AMAZING. A riot of cacti, succulents, and desert wildflowers. The air smells of sunshine and… well, more sunshine. It kind of smells like the sun, if that makes sense. I spent an hour wandering around totally captivated by the plants. Truly a must-see, especially for this plant life enthusiast.
- 10:00 AM: Scottsdale Scramble - Decided to take a peek at Scottsdale's "high-end" side. Feeling terribly underdressed, I wander around art galleries that I can't appreciate and shops I certainly can't afford. The sheer display of wealth is mildly nauseating.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Another burrito. I’m becoming a burrito connoisseur, and I'm not ashamed.
- 1:30 PM: Thinking about what a desert is.
- 2:00 PM: Checking out the local art museum. So many paintings and so little time.
- 4:00 PM: Back at the Motel 6. The air conditioning is working! It's the simple things, you know?
- 5:00 PM: Poolside again. This time, I actually get in. The water is surprisingly refreshing.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. Trying to find a different restaurant, but, I'm going to be honest, I'm really just thinking about going back to Taco Truck of Doom. (Spoiler alert: I probably did.)
- 7:00 PM: Bed.
Day 3: Airport Bound (and a Final Farewell to the Burrito)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up.
- 7:30 AM: Breakfast (Attempt Number 2). I grab another stale donut and an extra coffee, because, you know, I'm going to be sad.
- 8:00 AM: Packing.
- 8:30 AM: Checking out.
- 9:30 AM: Running out to the Taco Truck of Doom for one last burrito. This time, I get two. Don't judge me.
- 10:30 AM: Head to the airport.
- 12:00 PM: Saying goodbye to the land of the sun and the burrito.
Final Thoughts:
Motel 6: Not perfect. But also… not the worst. The burrito: Legendary. Phoenix: Surprisingly awesome. My advice? Embrace the chaos. Find a good burrito. And for the love of all that is holy, bring sunscreen.
This trip was messy, imperfect, and probably a little bit crazy. Just like life. And that's precisely what made it memorable. Now, on to the next adventure… (wherever that may be).
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