Oklahoma City's BEST Kept Secret: Quail Springs Hampton Inn & Suites!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on Oklahoma City's… well, BEST KEPT SECRET – the Hampton Inn & Suites Quail Springs. And trust me, this isn't your grandma's bland hotel review. This is the real deal, the messy, glorious, sometimes-slightly-disorganized truth.
The Quail Springs Hampton Inn: My Chaotic OKC Love Letter
Alright, first things first: Accessibility. I need to mention this straight away, because, hey, life isn't always perfectly smooth, right? While I don't have firsthand experience with needing a wheelchair or other accessibility features, the website (and my OCD, which, hey, is sometimes useful) assures me they've got you covered. Facilities for disabled guests are listed, and that's HUGE. Always call and double-check details, but it's a good sign. Kudos to the Hampton Inn for even listing it!
Now, let's dive into the good stuff, the stuff that made me actually excited to write this review – and made me want to go back for another stay.
The Internet Maze (and the Light at the End)… or at Least, Free Wi-Fi!
Okay, internet. It's the bane of my existence, right? You need it. You rely on it. And when it's flaky… UGH! Good news: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise be! They offer Internet [LAN], too, for the old-schoolers, and Internet services are, well, there. I found the Wi-Fi surprisingly reliable for streaming movies, catching up on work (ugh, work…), and generally existing in the 21st century. Wi-Fi in public areas also existed. So, points for connectivity.
The Fortress of Cleanliness (or, Did They Really Clean?!)
You know what matters these days? Cleanliness. And safety. And honestly, a hotel that gives you the heebie-jeebies ain't doing its job. The Quail Springs Hampton Inn really goes for it. They have things like anti-viral cleaning products and professional-grade sanitizing services, and rooms sanitized between stays. That's reassuring! They've got that thing with the daily disinfection in common areas and hand sanitizer everywhere – which, look, that’s the new normal.
I appreciate the extra steps to fight COVID-19 and keep everyone safe.
I'll also mention the room sanitization opt-out available. Again, this is a good touch. It makes you feel like they're paying attention.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Mostly Buffet Bliss (and That Glorious Coffee!)
Okay, let's talk food. This is where things get… interesting. They do the standard breakfast buffets, and listen, the breakfast buffet is the backbone of any Hampton Inn experience. They are usually a good starting place to start the day with, to say the least. Let's be clear: I'm not expecting gourmet Michelin-star dining. They do have a coffee/tea in restaurant AND A COFFEE SHOP. The coffee was hot, plentiful, and a lifesaver in the mornings when I was a zombie human. They offer breakfast takeaway service (genius!).
I did get a chance to try a breakfast. (I swear, I did!) The breakfast [buffet] was actually surprisingly good. They had the basics. It’s hard to mess up eggs, but that ham was tasty.
The Gym & The Pool: My Battle for Coolness (And My Butt)
Fitness is always a struggle for me. Let's be honest. I'm a travel blogger, not a fitness guru. But they do have a fitness center, which, okay, I attempted to use. The treadmill looked intimidating. I did a few bicep curls with a light weight. I felt a pang of guilt. But at least it's there, you know? A strong yes for the Swimming pool [outdoor].
My Bathroom Obsession
I adore having nice bathrooms. Really, I'm a simple gal. And, here they provide additional toilet, extra-long bed, safe box, towels, shower, bathtub, mirror, toiletries, and separate shower/bathtub. Yes. Yes. And more yes.
The Little Extras: The Bits and Bobs That Make You Go "Aha!"
- The Staff: The staff were SUPER friendly, helpful, and all-around wonderful. They seemed truly happy to be there and went above and beyond..
- The Location: The Quail Springs area is a decent spot. Close enough to everything.
- The Bed: Oh. My. God. The beds are SO comfortable. I fell asleep faster than I ever have.
- The Soundproof Rooms: They seemed soundproof. I did not hear a peep.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly-polished travel itinerary. This… this is a journey. A messy, beautiful, slightly chaotic journey through the Hampton Inn & Suites in that… ahem… Quail Springs, Oklahoma City. Let's do this.
The Hampton Inn & Suites Apocalypse (aka, My Oklahoma City Adventure)
Day 1: Arrival, Existential Dread, and Questionable Pizza
3:00 PM - Arrival at the Hotel: The Golden Arches of Hospitality (and Mild Panic)
Okay, real talk. I’d flown in. I’d eaten airport food (which, let’s be honest, is the culinary equivalent of a wet sock). Checked in, felt the blessed AC hit my face like a gentle, life-affirming angel. First impressions of the Hampton Inn Lobby? Standard. Competent. The free coffee machine was… promising.
But then, the elevator. This damn elevator. It took three tries, and a silent prayer to the patron saint of functioning lifts, to get me to my room. Already, signs of a less-than-smooth trip.
- Emotional Flashpoint: This is when the existential dread hit. Being alone, and suddenly, seeing how fast time goes. And seeing a city as a whole for the first time is daunting.
4:00 PM - Room Reconnaissance and the Quest for Wi-Fi (and Sanity)
The room. Clean. Functional. And, blessedly, devoid of any creepy dolls or aggressively cheerful motivational posters. I promptly collapsed on the bed, which, let's be honest, is the most crucial test of a hotel room. Passed. I think I dozed. Or maybe just stared at the ceiling, contemplating the vastness of the internet and my crippling dependence on it. Wi-Fi situation? Eh. Mildly sketchy but usable. Crisis averted… for now.
- Quirky Observation: The desk chair looks like its spent a long time in a school.
6:00 PM - Dinner Fiasco: The Pizza of Regret
Okay, let’s be honest. I was starving. I ordered pizza from a place that sounded… ambitious. The pizza arrived. It looked… questionable. Let me just say this: the crust was the texture of cardboard, and the cheese may or may not have been made from actual cheese products. I ate two slices. I had an internal debate on whether to be too poor to order again, or be too hungry. I paid the price. My stomach is still paying the price, in fact. Maybe I should have just embraced my inner introvert, gone to the hotel bar, and sulked.
- Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated disappointment. Pizza is sacred! This abomination was an affront to my taste buds and my very soul.
7:30 PM - The TV Trap:
Turned on the television. Decided to watch a classic sports channel.
- Imperfection: Suddenly an ad came on, and had me questioning the value of modern society.
9:00 PM - Unnecessary Grocery Run:
Decided to grab some comfort food at the local supermarket.
- Rambling: The supermarket was alright. It's just a supermarket.
10:00 PM - The Sleep: (At Least I Hope So)
After a long day of not enjoying pizza, I just wanted to sleep. I crawled into bed, and closed my eyes. Sleep.
Day 2: Museums and the Bitter Sweet Aftermath
7:00 AM - The Free Breakfast: A Matter of Survival (and Slightly Burnt Waffles)
Okay, the free breakfast. Let's be real. Expectations: low. Reality: slightly lower. The waffles were… ahem… challenging. The coffee was… strong. The fruit? Looked vaguely suspicious. But, hey, it was free, and it filled a hole in my stomach. Fuel for the day, even if I'm convinced the waffle iron has never been properly cleaned.
- Opinionated Language: I loathe soggy cereal. I hate the thought of touching slimy waffle irons.
8:00 AM - The Swim:
Decided to have a morning swim. There was no one there.
9:00 AM - Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum: A Punch to the Gut
God. This was… intense. Gut-wrenching. Heartbreaking. The museum is meticulously curated and deeply moving. I spent more time staring at the photos than reading. It was a necessary, but utterly draining, experience. I cried. A lot. I needed to leave.
- Stronger Emotional Reaction: I’m not going to lie, I’m still reeling from the emotional impact of this. This is a truly poignant reminder of the fragility of life.
12:00 PM - Lunch: Finding Solace in a Burger (and a Good Cry)
After the museum, I needed… something. I found a burger place and devoured a burger. I probably should have cried more. The burger was good, though.
- Messier Structure: The burger was so good it felt like a reward I didn't deserve.
1:00 PM - Bricktown Canal: Attempting to Be "Tourist-y"
Okay, so I walked around Bricktown. Nice, I guess. Very… tourist-y. The water taxis? No thanks. Too much forced cheerfulness. It kinda felt… contrived. But I saw some cool buildings, so that was… okay.
- Quirky Observation: I swear I saw a pigeon give me the side-eye.
3:00 PM - Back to the Room, the Quiet Cave
The room has become a comfort. I found some peace.
6:00 PM - The Hotel Bar - A Moment of Bliss (and Overpriced Nachos)
Alright, the hotel bar. It turns out the bartender was actually the coolest person I'd met all day. Chatty. Funny. The nachos? Overpriced, but delicious. (They had actual, real cheese on them!) We had a great conversation, really humanizing the stay. That made the whole trip worth it.
- Doubling Down: The bartender said he really loved this job. He had no regrets. He was the best. I made a new friend.
9:00 PM - Sleep:
Tired, happy now.
Day 3: Departure and Lingering Regret
7:00 AM - The Waffle Revisited: (Still Questionable)
I ate the waffle again. It was alright.
8:00 AM - Check Out: The Final Appraisal
The staff was friendly. The room was clean. The elevator still took its sweet time. The pizza… I still have nightmares. I'm out.
9:00 AM - Departure: Oklahoma City Fade Away
Goodbye, Oklahoma City. You were… something. I'll be back. Just maybe not the pizza place, though. Or the waffle iron.
- Emotional Reaction: A mild sense of relief, mixed with a touch of… well, I’m not sure. Maybe nostalgia? Maybe just the lingering aftertaste of that damn pizza.
And that, my friends, is my slightly skewed account of the Hampton Inn & Suites in Oklahoma City. This wasn’t the perfect travel itinerary. But it was mine. And it was real. And that, in the end, is what matters, right?
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Is the Quail Springs Hampton Inn & Suites really a "best kept secret?" Let's be honest, is it *that* amazing?
Alright, alright, hold your horses. "Best kept secret" might be a *slight* exaggeration. It's not like they're guarding the Ark of the Covenant in the linen closet. But hear me out. For a Hampton Inn, it punches *way* above its weight class. You know how some hotels are just… soulless? This one, somehow, has a tiny bit of… character. Maybe it's the slightly crooked welcome sign. Maybe it's the smell of chlorine mingled with breakfast sausage that hangs in the air. Maybe it's the fact that you're likely to see someone wearing Oklahoma State University gear, a baseball cap, and Crocs, all at the same time. It's Oklahoma, baby! And within the context of OKC hotels, it’s *definitely* a contender. It's not the Ritz. But it's comfy. And after a long day, that's all that matters.
Okay, spill the tea! What's the *best* thing about the QSIH&S? (Yes, I'm calling it that now.)
Oh man, this is a tough one. It depends on the day, honestly. But I'd say... the *pool*. Listen, it's not the most glamorous pool. It's not Olympic-sized. Sometimes the tiles are… off-kilter. But that pool? It's pure childhood nostalgia. It's the kind of pool where you can still find a rogue errant french fry floating in the water if you look hard enough. And the jacuzzi? Forget about it. It’s the perfect temp, and if you're lucky, you might share with a couple of other weary travelers or a family with kids letting off some steam. I've seen some serious bonding happen in that jacuzzi. One time, I was in there, absolutely wrecked from a work trip, and I swear, a little kid started singing "Baby Shark" to me. It was... a moment. Pure, unadulterated, slightly chlorine-scented bliss. Okay, that's my personal best. However, the complimentary breakfast… that's always a winner.
The complimentary breakfast, you say? Dish. Is it the usual sad hotel fare?
Okay, let's be real. It's *not* a Michelin-star breakfast. But it gets the job done, and listen, I love a complimentary experience! The scrambled eggs? Sometimes they're a little... rubbery. The sausage? Predictably beige. But then you’ve got the waffle maker. And that, my friend, changes EVERYTHING. Freshly made waffles, slathered in syrup, with a side of questionable-but-edible fruit salad? That, my friends, is hotel breakfast perfection. Plus, the coffee is... well, it's brown and caffeinated. And on a bleary-eyed morning, that's all that matters. It's not gourmet, but you know what? It's a good start to the day. Plus, the staff is generally super friendly. "You want two waffles? Sure thing, darlin'!" That's the kind of interaction I live for.
Let's talk about the rooms. Are they clean? Comfortable? Modern? Or... a little rough around the edges?
Look, I'm not going to lie to you. It's a Hampton Inn. The rooms are… functional. They're not the most stylish digs you'll ever see. The decor is a safe, beige-on-beige affair. But they are - and this is the key - *clean*. Which, let's be honest, is the most important thing. The beds are comfy enough, the pillows are fluffy (usually), and the air conditioning actually works. Which, in Oklahoma, is a lifesaver. (Seriously, Oklahoma summers are brutal.) The bathrooms are clean, the water pressure is decent. You might encounter a slightly threadbare towel or two, but hey, nobody's perfect. I've occasionally found some questionable "artwork" on the walls, which is always good for a chuckle. Overall, it’s a solid room.
Location, location, location! Is the Quail Springs area convenient?
Okay, this is a mixed bag. The hotel is definitely in a convenient *area*. You've got the Quail Springs Mall right there (if you're into that sort of thing - I'm not personally but it is what it is). Restaurants, shops, all the usual suspects are close by. The downside? Traffic. Especially during rush hour. Prepare to sit in your car and contemplate the meaning of life, all while surrounded by minivans and pickup trucks. It's Oklahoma! That’s just the way it is. But overall, it’s easy to get to major highways, if you can get through the traffic. So, yes, it's convenient, but pack your patience and a good podcast.
What about the staff? Are they friendly, helpful? Do they know how to make a guest feel welcome?
This is where the QSIH&S truly shines. The staff? They're gems. They're genuinely friendly, helpful, and seem to actually *care* about their guests. They'll greet you with a smile, help you with whatever you need, and generally make you feel like you're not just another faceless traveler. I've seen them go above and beyond, dealing with lost reservations, cranky kids, and all sorts of travel-related disasters with grace and a sense of humor. They're not perfect, nobody is, but the staff makes a huge difference. Every time I've stayed, I've left feeling like I’m part of the family, or at least a very well-treated cousin. Seriously, they're the heart and soul of the place. I’ve even seen them share a quick chat with a few residents. That’s what I like to see!
Any quirky observations or things to be aware of? Like, are there any ghosts? (Asking for a friend…)
Ghosts? Maybe. Seriously? I've never encountered any actual ghosts, but I have seen some *interesting* things. The occasional overly enthusiastic "good morning" from the front desk. The inexplicable presence of a single, perfectly placed, perfectly crisp, and probably-a-little-stale-but-hey-at-least-it's-free cookie at the front counter. I have heard tales of a particularly aggressive water-heater, that sings only in the late hours, and a few tales of the housekeepers. But the weirdest thing? The random assortment of people you'll meet at the breakfast buffet. Doctors, lawyers, construction workers, families on vacation, and the occasional sleep-deprived travel blogger (ahem). It's a real slice of Oklahoma life. But spooky? No, just cheerfully odd, and that's kinda the charm of the place.
