Marshfield's BEST Hotel? AmericInn Review (You WON'T Believe This!)
AmericInn Marshfield: The Good, The Bad, and the Surprisingly Meh - A Review You Wont Believe! (Maybe…)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because you're about to embark on a whirlwind tour of the AmericInn in Marshfield, Wisconsin. I’m talking a deep dive, a spelunking expedition into the very soul of this… ahem … “hotel.” I say “hotel” with a little squint because, let’s be honest, it's more of a comfortable… stop me if I'm rambling… establishment.
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Okay, now that we've appeased the Google gods, let's get real. I stayed there… recently. And by “recently,” I mean long enough ago to have almost forgotten the details, but also recently enough that the slightly stale scent of chlorine still lingers in my olfactory memory.
Let's Start With the Good - Because We Need to Be Positive Right?
The Accessibility situation? Pretty darn good! They've got the usual suspects: Facilities for disabled guests, an elevator (thank goodness!), and some rooms that are, well, presumably geared towards our friends with mobility challenges. I didn't need those specific rooms, but I saw the ramps and stuff. Good job, AmericInn, for not being a medieval torture chamber disguised as a hotel.
Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! HALLELUJAH! Seriously, in this day and age, that should be a given, but I appreciate it nonetheless. Not sure how fast the Internet [LAN] was (didn't check, because #lazy), but the Internet access – wireless worked like a charm. Streamed some terrible reality TV without a single buffering incident. Success! The Wi-Fi in public areas seemed decent too, but honestly, who hangs out in hotel lobbies anymore? Unless you're trying to score a free continental breakfast…
Cleanliness and Safety - Fingers Crossed and Knuckles White…
Okay, so this is where things get… interesting. They claim to have Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Rooms sanitized between stays. That’s all well and good. They even had a sign that said Professional-grade sanitizing services were being used. BUT (and there's always a BUT, isn't there?), I maybe thought I saw a stray dust bunny the size of a small rodent lurking near the baseboards. Just sayin'. And the Hand sanitizer stations? Present. But they felt a little… perfunctory. Like, "Here's some sanitizer. Now don't make us clean anything more." I could be wrong. Probably am. But I'm just being honest, okay?
They also had some cool features: Lots of Fire extinguisher and Smoke alarms, so that's good to hear that the property is safety compliant. And the presence of a Doctor/nurse on call gives some peace of mind. Also, a First aid kit, for any little accidents.
The Pool: A Tale of Two Pools?
Here’s my definitive take on the Swimming pool [outdoor]: It's closed. The Swimming pool is indoors! And there's also a Pool with view, which is the wall. The water? Chlorine-y. The lighting? Harsh fluorescent. The overall vibe? Reminded me of a community center pool from the 80s. But, like, in a charmingly nostalgic way? Maybe. I swam in it, though. And I survived. Actually had a good time, despite the visual assault. My advice to stayers? Pack your rose-tinted glasses.
Food, Glorious, Questionable Food!
Let's talk Breakfast [buffet]. Sigh. Okay. So, it existed. I’m pretty sure there was Breakfast service, and the buffet looked… adequate. They had the staples: bagels, toast, generic cereal, questionable scrambled eggs that looked suspiciously like… well, let's just say "industrial egg product." I saw some Hot water linen and laundry washing, and saw the sign that said that they used Sanitized kitchen and tableware items and Individually-wrapped food options. As for the Breakfast takeaway service, I never looked, but I'm sure that it was available. I ate a couple of those sad-looking breakfast pastries. And, honestly, it wasn't the worst breakfast I've ever had. It was just… breakfast. Pretty neutral.
There was also a Coffee shop, and you can take that Coffee/tea in restaurant. Also, I heard about an existence of a Snack bar, but I wasn't able to see it. Though, you can try at Happy hour, where you can get some alcohol. If you wanna eat a meal that you can take a lot of photos for your Instagram, you can go at the Buffet in restaurant, or you can select from the A la carte in restaurant.
Room for One More Rant? (Yes!)
The rooms themselves? Mostly fine. My room had Air conditioning (thank the heavens!), a Refrigerator (essential for post-pool-chlorine-induced thirst), and a Coffee/tea maker (necessary for, you know, existing). The Blackout curtains were a lifesaver, blocking out that harsh Wisconsin sunshine. The Bed was… a bed. Not particularly comfortable, not particularly uncomfortable. You know. Bed-like. They even had a Bathroom phone, though I'm not sure who's calling someone from the toilet these days. There was a Desk with a Laptop workspace, though the desk looked a little… worn. The Shower and the Separate shower/bathtub were clean-ish. The Soundproofing? Well, let's just say I heard the neighbor's entire phone conversation in excruciating detail. But they had all the little things like: Toiletries, Hair dryer, and Towels.
The Extras - Or, Things I Didn't Actually Experience But They Still Listed Them:
Fitness center: They had one. I didn't even look at it. The thought of working out after that swimming pool experience just made me shudder.
Babysitting service: My kids are teenagers, so… no comment. However, you should know that they have Family/child friendly rooms to satisfy your needs.
Things to do: No idea. Marshfield, Wisconsin. What do you do there? I'm guessing… not much. Things to do outside are plenty, that you can find. Also, I heard that they have Gift/souvenir shop.
Spa: I didn't see a spa, but they might have one? Spa/sauna? Maybe.
Sauna: They also didn't have a sauna as far as I know.
The Verdict: Would I Recommend It?
Look, the AmericInn in Marshfield isn't going to win any awards for luxury or innovation. But it's clean enough, safe enough, and comfortable enough for a quick stopover. It's the kind of place where you're not going to be thrilled, but you're also (probably) not going to contract a horrifying disease.
If you're looking for a no-frills, budget-friendly option with a pool, free Wi-Fi, and a breakfast bar that's… there, then, yeah, it's fine. Just don't expect the Ritz. Expect… Marshfield. And manage your expectations accordingly. And maybe bring your own hand sanitizer. You'll be glad you did.
Escape to Greendale: Your Perfect Comfort Inn & Suites Getaway!Okay, buckle up, Buttercup, because we're about to embark on a (mostly) fictional, gloriously messy, and utterly subjective adventure at the AmericInn by Wyndham in Marshfield, Wisconsin. Prepare for… well, reality. With all its glorious imperfections.
The Marshfield Mirage: A Journey Through the AmericInn and Beyond (Maybe)
Day 1: Arriving and (Attempting) to Adult
- 1:00 PM - The Great Escape (From My Own Life, Possibly): Okay, so the GPS said “arrive at 1:00 pm.” Ha! GPS clearly hasn’t met me. I'm running late, per usual. Found my way there just fine.
- 1:30 PM - Check-in Chaos (and the Awkward Smile): The front desk person, bless her heart, looked like she'd seen a thousand bleary-eyed travelers just like me. I fumbled for my ID, mumbled something about needing a "relaxing getaway," and gave her the "I-haven't-slept-in-48-hours" smile. Pretty sure she saw right through me.
- 2:00 PM - Room Reconnaissance (and the Mild Panic): Okay, the room. Not exactly the Ritz, but hey, it’s got a bed. And air conditioning! Major win. Unpacked, which is a generous term. More like, “threw my suitcase on the bed and hoped for the best.” Did I bring enough snacks? My biggest fear, honestly. Note to self: next time, pack trail mix like a seasoned adventurer.
- 3:00 PM - The Pool Decision (or, The Great Procrastination): The ad promised a pool. Do I go? Do I really want to put on a swimsuit in front of the general public? This has the potential to go one of two ways: epic relaxation or abject mortification. I'm leaning toward the latter, to begin with. The pool probably smells like chlorine and… maybe regret? The pool is not going to happen today.
- 4:00 PM - Local Exploration (A Wild Goose Chase, Maybe): Okay, I should probably do something. Marshfield! Population, what, a bunch? I’ve got a list of things to see, but really, the most important thing is finding a truly terrible coffee shop. You know, the kind with the burnt coffee and the lukewarm pastries. It’s a ritual. I Google "worst coffee in Marshfield," and… nothing? This is deeply disappointing. Settling for a generic place.
- 5:30 PM - Dinner Dilemma (and the Quest for Comfort Food): Okay, options. There's that classic Midwest pub right next door. Food that is basically the ideal way to consume carbs. Or perhaps some chain restaurant is the best thing for a small town. After a long pause, I pick chain restaurant. I mean, if I'm being honest, it's because my gut is crying out for a predictable plate of something I don’t have to think too hard about.
- 7:00 PM - Evening Escape (and the Siren Song of the Couch): Back at the hotel, finally. And the couch. My true love. The TV beckons. Time to binge-watch something mindless. I swear, I’ve lost entire days to the comforting glow of a screen. Ah, bliss.
- 9:00 PM - Bedtime Ritual (or, The Unedited Thoughts of a Tired Soul): Okay, I’m tired. Like, fall-asleep-with-the-light-on tired. Check my phone. See if anyone needs me. Realize no one needs me. Scroll endlessly through social media. Decide everyone is having a better time than me. Vow to change my life tomorrow. Or, you know, maybe just order extra fries.
Day 2: The "Get Stuff Done" Day (Narrator's Voice: She Did Not Get Stuff Done)
- 7:00 AM - The Battle for Breakfast (and the Free Continental Fight): Okay, the continental breakfast. This is where things get dicey. I've got a feeling this is going to be a "stale donuts and lukewarm coffee" kind of situation. I prepare myself for disappointment, but also for the potential of a hidden gem! Maybe a surprise waffle maker? Maybe a rogue, perfectly ripe banana?
- 8:00 AM - The Local Landmark That May or May Not Exist (and the Great Disappointment): Found out about a quirky local landmark, a gigantic… something. "Supposedly great photos." The GPS takes me to a parking lot next to a… I don’t know, warehouse-y looking thing. Disappointment. My emotions are a rollercoaster today.
- 10:00 AM - The Bookstore (and the Unexpected Emotional Breakdown): Okay, I need a bookstore. That's a fact. I'm on a mission to find a book. Turns out, going to tiny-town bookstores leads you to the places you really didn't know you needed to be. This is my moment. I'm here.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch Labyrinth (and the Quest for the Elusive Side Salad): Lunchtime! More chain restaurants. And their side salads that somehow, mysteriously, always look better than they taste. Why is this?!
- 2:00 PM - Pool Re-Evaluation (and the Audacity of Hope): Okay, the pool. It's day two. It's calling to me again, like a siren. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do, but hey, I might decide to do it.
- 3:00 PM - The Hotel Room Embrace (or, The Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing): You know what? Sometimes, the best travel plan is no plan. I'm going back to the room. I'm going to read the book. The pool can wait. Or, you know, forever.
- 5:00 PM - Dinner… Again? (and the Cycle of Consumption): Fine. Dinner. Repeat yesterday, slightly different restaurant. My metabolism cries. My wallet cries. But my stomach, bless its greedy little heart, is thrilled.
- 7:00 PM - Evening Re-Binge (and the Familiar Comfort of the Couch): Let's be honest. Back to the couch. Tonight, maybe I'll actually finish that book. Maybe. Okay, probably not. I'm really considering ordering dessert to my room. Oh, the shame.
- 9:00 PM - Bed Again (but probably not asleep): Another day, another deep dive into the abyss of the internet. Good night.
Day 3: The Departure (and the Lingering Smell of Chlorine)
- 8:00 AM - The Breakfast Re-Do (and the Waffle-Related Tragedy): Okay, the Waffle Maker. The reason I stayed! It's broken. My dreams are shattered. The stale donut it is, then.
- 9:00 AM - Check-out and the Bitter-Sweet Goodbye (to the couch): Sadly, it's time to go. I gather my things, give the room a once-over, and quietly say goodbye to the couch. The front desk lady smiles, probably glad to see the back of me. I smile back, a weary, well-traveled smile.
- 10:00 AM - The Drive Home (and the Question of "What Was That?"): On the road, I wonder if I actually did anything. Did I see Marshfield? Did Marshfield see me? I'm not sure. But, and this is important, did I have a relaxing, even if flawed, weekend? Yes. Yes, I did. And, in its own gloriously messy way, it was perfect.
And, scene.
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Seriously, Is This AmericInn Really the BEST?! The Hype is Killing Me!
Okay, okay, hold your horses. BEST? Well, that depends. Like, if your definition of "best" involves a perfectly pristine, Four Seasons experience? Absolutely not. But if "best" means clean-ish, kinda comfy, and with a complimentary breakfast that'll hit the spot after a Wisconsin night? Then, yeah, maybe. Look, it's Marshfield. "Best" here doesn't mean "Nobu," it means "reliably average... with a certain charm." Also, I'm saying this based on my experience, which is limited to a few trips to my family. You could get a different experience since everyone's mileage may vary.
The Breakfast – The Stories! What's the Deal with that Continental Spread?
Oh, the breakfast. This is where the AmericInn really shines... or, well, *glows* dimly, depending on the day. You've got your standard fare: cereal (sometimes the good kind, sometimes the stuff that's been sitting out since the Reagan administration), toast (that's always good, you can't go wrong with toast), and maybe, MAYBE, the elusive waffle maker. Listen, when that waffle maker is cranking, it's a moment of pure, unadulterated joy. When it's not? Let's just say there's a palpable sense of disappointment in the air. One time, they were out of syrup. SYRUP! I almost lost it. But it was right there, on the counter; and I had to be a human to ask for it. I was not a machine. On my last trip, I went to buy my own syrup.
The Pool – Is It a Swamp of Doom?
Alright, the pool. This is another "mileage may vary" situation. Sometimes, it's sparkling, clean, and a delightful oasis. Other times? Well, let's just say you might question the water's chlorine level. I've seen kids having a blast in there, and honestly, it's heartwarming. It’s also an indoor pool, so no matter the Wisconsin weather, you can swim, and that's always a win. I remember one time, my cousin brought an inflated unicorn floatie, and it almost got stuck in the doorway. Pure chaos, but also pure, unadulterated fun. You just can't be delicate about it. And there were a few times, i had to walk away, because everyone was enjoying the pool and i had to go.
The Rooms – Clean or a Crime Scene? Lay it on me!
Okay, look, I'm not gonna lie. The rooms are… variable. They are not up to some standards. I've been in some rooms that were spotless, smelling faintly of cleaning products and potential. However, other rooms, well, let's just say you might want to bring your own Lysol wipes. Seriously. Sometimes, there's a faint, mysterious stain on the carpet. Sometimes, you find a rogue hair or two. Don't expect luxury, people. Expect basic. Expect functional. And maybe, *maybe*, bring a pillowcase, you know? Just in case. Honestly, if you're not expecting much, you'll probably be fine.
Staff – Are they Friendly or Just Doing Time?
The staff! Ah, the unsung heroes (or villains, depending on your perspective) of the AmericInn experience. Honestly, they're mostly pretty decent. They seem overworked, they're running around, and they're dealing with a lot of people. I've had a few check-in encounters that felt a little impersonal, but for the most part, the staff has been perfectly pleasant. The breakfast staff is usually nice (even if the waffle maker is conspiring against them, and me) and willing to help. They're trying their best, and I appreciate that. One time, I was struggling with the coffee machine – and the lovely lady behind the counter noticed, came over and just fixed it for me! I had to ask her to fix my own.
Location – Are You Trapped in the Middle of Nowhere?
Marshfield is not Las Vegas, or anywhere else. The AmericInn is conveniently located, basically in the heart of Marshfield. Close to a few places, a couple of restaurants, and a pharmacy. It's not going to win any awards for its stunning scenery, but it's practical. You're there for a reason, not to sightsee in a vacation spot. It is ideal, if you ask me.
The Overall Vibe – What Can I Expect? Give it to me straight!
The AmericInn in Marshfield is not a luxury experience, that's for sure. But it is serviceable. It's a little rough around the edges, it has its quirks, and it's probably not going to blow your mind. But it's also clean enough, the staff is trying, and you can get a waffle, occasionally. If you go in with reasonable expectations, are flexible, and maybe bring your own pillow, you'll be just fine. My advice? Don't be a snob. Embrace the chaos. And for the love of all that is holy, check the waffle maker situation before you get too excited.
