MeghanNRileysMom
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Dec 3, 2002
This was our first stay at the Nick Hotel... and definitely the last! Holy overpriced value resort! I should have run fast and swift when we drove up and there was a line to check in a mile long. It literally took us 40 minutes to get up to the counter. When we finally were able to check in, the agent who helped us (Kevin), was a doll. Helpful, quick, and very pleasant. We got a room right next to the pool (not the main pool) on the first floor and it was ready. I started to think it wouldn't be so bad.
I was wrong
Then we tried to find a parking spot. I think my car might be in the Epcot parking lot.
The rooms are much smaller than they appear on the website, but still good. The kids had wanted Fairly Odd Parents and we got that. Points scored. The room was clean and had TVs in both bedrooms and the living room. Points scored. Clean! Points scored.
We drop our stuff and head out to the pool. The pools were MOBBED. I mean more than I have EVER seen ANYWHERE! I could barely see water! Seriously. Then the filth. OH.MY.GOD. Dirty towels everywhere, food on the ground and all over the tables. I stepped on something slimy, I think it was a peach slice. GROSS. I realize guests should clean up after themselves, including towel return. But when they don't it should be rectified by some staff member! The kids swim for awhile, and I have to say they loved both pool areas totally. My husband was having a stroke about how crowded it was, I told him sweetly "you get what you pay for" (of course *I* had wanted to stay at our usual spot... the Polynesian!... points scored... for me!)
We go back to the room and take quick showers and head out to visit my DH's grandpa who was in the hospital in Tampa. When we got back around 11pm (and dropped our car back at the Epcot lot, what is up with this parking???), I went to make up the pullout couch. Uh... where are the sheets... and the pillows? Then I look on the master bed... hey! no blanket here either. WTH? Call the front desk and they ask me... "you really have no linen?" Why no, of course I do, I was bored at 11:30pm and decided to play a late April Fool's Joke on you.... NO, I don't have linen, tyvm!
So 20 mins later someone shows up with the linen. Yawn. Finally!
The next day we leave the hotel at 9am to go to Epcot (to visit our car... no seriously, we did go to Epcot). Spent a few hours there til early afternoon and then headed back to use the pool. HEY.... we got a parking spot! AWESOME!! HEY! Not many people at the pool! AWESOME! HEY!... the pool near our room is closed... are you &*)&*(&*(& kidding me? It's 95 degrees out and 4pm! And our room still hasn't been cleaned either. They must be on the way, I mean it's almost 5pm by now, right? Right.
Whatever, the kids will swim at the main pool, I can deal. Speaking of that, I got a GREAT foot massage for only like 15 dollars, and the girl was awesome. Her and Kevin were the bright spots!
BTW, the pool areas were still filthy with old food boxes, old food, and wet towels everywhere. I did see many pool attendants hanging out at the clean towel pickup having a lovely social gathering. Whatever, I wouldn't want to clean that crap up either, but that's why I went to college. Just sayin'.
Okay, swim for an hour and head back to the room to shower with nice clean towels... what? Where are our towels? This can't be them in a nice pile on the floor of the bathroom where we left them this morning, along with a nice 5 dollar tip for our housekeeper? Oh but they are. Great, no service still at SIX PM. When exactly will they service our room? While we're sleeping? It would save time on bedmaking, I suppose, if we are actually IN them.
I call down to the desk and like 30 seconds later there is a knock on the door. FINALLY! Good service! Nope, coincidence, it's the housekeeper here to clean our room. At SIX PM while half my family is naked. Okay, so can we just have the towels? Then she asks me to sign that I refuse service. Are you kidding me? I"VE BEEN TRYING TO GET SERVICE AT THIS HOTEL FOR TWO DAYS NOW! Whatever, give me my towels, now half my family is naked AND wet! CheeseAndRice lady!
30 more minutes go by and everyone is ready for dinner, so we're just about to go and here comes a knock on the door. It's the towels I called for earlier. Great, thanks.so.much.
At least when we get back I know I'll have a pillow and blanket, right?
Fast forward through the night of Disney magic at the MK and CM's for dinner, followed by our last viewing of Wishes and my tearful (as always) exit from the park for.the.last.time. Well not the last time EVER, I'm being melodramatic (I bet you couldn't tell that about me). Just the last time this trip.
We get up in the morning EARLY because some idiot!!! (me!) booked us on an 8:45am flight from MCO to Hartford. Was I thinking we'd need to be at the airport two hours earlier? No I was not. So there. Anyhow... my DH, great guy that he is, got up first and took a shower. And I notice his teeth chattering and a slightly blue tinge to his tan. What's up with that? "honey? there's no hot water, I hate to tell you" OH NO HE DIDN"T!
I'm now enraged. Not only do I have to leave the Disney Magic! and go home, and some idiot (me!) booked us on a waytooearly flight... but I have a cold shower? Oh no way Jose! (and not that fabulous sundae from Beaches and Cream either).
The lady who answered actually said "well when it's this under booked (WHAT? who were all those people in the pools?) we sometimes don't have the hot water on this early." I literally lost it. I stated how this was just the icing on the cake and she asks me "well everything wasn't horrible, was it?" Nearly lady, NEARLY! She was a TOOL with all caps, just like that. I mean really.
This place downright sucked. And really, I'm not picky. We've stayed at HoJos and Motel 6's. We've vacationed in Wildwood (so you know I'm not picky now!). But really, hot water and linens are too much to expect? Especially when you have to shower peach guts off your feet?
Notice I did not mention all the cool activities they promote on their website. Yeah, that's because we didn't do any. 25 dollars for this 25 dollars for that 25 dollars for this. Peach guts were free, along with any assorted rubbish you wished to rummage through poolside.
The upside is that the kids thought the place was "cool". Great. I'm glad they liked it, it's their only shot til the take themselves there when they grow up.
I was wrong
Then we tried to find a parking spot. I think my car might be in the Epcot parking lot.
The rooms are much smaller than they appear on the website, but still good. The kids had wanted Fairly Odd Parents and we got that. Points scored. The room was clean and had TVs in both bedrooms and the living room. Points scored. Clean! Points scored.
We drop our stuff and head out to the pool. The pools were MOBBED. I mean more than I have EVER seen ANYWHERE! I could barely see water! Seriously. Then the filth. OH.MY.GOD. Dirty towels everywhere, food on the ground and all over the tables. I stepped on something slimy, I think it was a peach slice. GROSS. I realize guests should clean up after themselves, including towel return. But when they don't it should be rectified by some staff member! The kids swim for awhile, and I have to say they loved both pool areas totally. My husband was having a stroke about how crowded it was, I told him sweetly "you get what you pay for" (of course *I* had wanted to stay at our usual spot... the Polynesian!... points scored... for me!)
We go back to the room and take quick showers and head out to visit my DH's grandpa who was in the hospital in Tampa. When we got back around 11pm (and dropped our car back at the Epcot lot, what is up with this parking???), I went to make up the pullout couch. Uh... where are the sheets... and the pillows? Then I look on the master bed... hey! no blanket here either. WTH? Call the front desk and they ask me... "you really have no linen?" Why no, of course I do, I was bored at 11:30pm and decided to play a late April Fool's Joke on you.... NO, I don't have linen, tyvm!
So 20 mins later someone shows up with the linen. Yawn. Finally!
The next day we leave the hotel at 9am to go to Epcot (to visit our car... no seriously, we did go to Epcot). Spent a few hours there til early afternoon and then headed back to use the pool. HEY.... we got a parking spot! AWESOME!! HEY! Not many people at the pool! AWESOME! HEY!... the pool near our room is closed... are you &*)&*(&*(& kidding me? It's 95 degrees out and 4pm! And our room still hasn't been cleaned either. They must be on the way, I mean it's almost 5pm by now, right? Right.
Whatever, the kids will swim at the main pool, I can deal. Speaking of that, I got a GREAT foot massage for only like 15 dollars, and the girl was awesome. Her and Kevin were the bright spots!
BTW, the pool areas were still filthy with old food boxes, old food, and wet towels everywhere. I did see many pool attendants hanging out at the clean towel pickup having a lovely social gathering. Whatever, I wouldn't want to clean that crap up either, but that's why I went to college. Just sayin'.
Okay, swim for an hour and head back to the room to shower with nice clean towels... what? Where are our towels? This can't be them in a nice pile on the floor of the bathroom where we left them this morning, along with a nice 5 dollar tip for our housekeeper? Oh but they are. Great, no service still at SIX PM. When exactly will they service our room? While we're sleeping? It would save time on bedmaking, I suppose, if we are actually IN them.
I call down to the desk and like 30 seconds later there is a knock on the door. FINALLY! Good service! Nope, coincidence, it's the housekeeper here to clean our room. At SIX PM while half my family is naked. Okay, so can we just have the towels? Then she asks me to sign that I refuse service. Are you kidding me? I"VE BEEN TRYING TO GET SERVICE AT THIS HOTEL FOR TWO DAYS NOW! Whatever, give me my towels, now half my family is naked AND wet! CheeseAndRice lady!
30 more minutes go by and everyone is ready for dinner, so we're just about to go and here comes a knock on the door. It's the towels I called for earlier. Great, thanks.so.much.
At least when we get back I know I'll have a pillow and blanket, right?
Fast forward through the night of Disney magic at the MK and CM's for dinner, followed by our last viewing of Wishes and my tearful (as always) exit from the park for.the.last.time. Well not the last time EVER, I'm being melodramatic (I bet you couldn't tell that about me). Just the last time this trip.
We get up in the morning EARLY because some idiot!!! (me!) booked us on an 8:45am flight from MCO to Hartford. Was I thinking we'd need to be at the airport two hours earlier? No I was not. So there. Anyhow... my DH, great guy that he is, got up first and took a shower. And I notice his teeth chattering and a slightly blue tinge to his tan. What's up with that? "honey? there's no hot water, I hate to tell you" OH NO HE DIDN"T!
I'm now enraged. Not only do I have to leave the Disney Magic! and go home, and some idiot (me!) booked us on a waytooearly flight... but I have a cold shower? Oh no way Jose! (and not that fabulous sundae from Beaches and Cream either).
The lady who answered actually said "well when it's this under booked (WHAT? who were all those people in the pools?) we sometimes don't have the hot water on this early." I literally lost it. I stated how this was just the icing on the cake and she asks me "well everything wasn't horrible, was it?" Nearly lady, NEARLY! She was a TOOL with all caps, just like that. I mean really.
This place downright sucked. And really, I'm not picky. We've stayed at HoJos and Motel 6's. We've vacationed in Wildwood (so you know I'm not picky now!). But really, hot water and linens are too much to expect? Especially when you have to shower peach guts off your feet?
Notice I did not mention all the cool activities they promote on their website. Yeah, that's because we didn't do any. 25 dollars for this 25 dollars for that 25 dollars for this. Peach guts were free, along with any assorted rubbish you wished to rummage through poolside.
The upside is that the kids thought the place was "cool". Great. I'm glad they liked it, it's their only shot til the take themselves there when they grow up.