Lincoln's BEST-KEPT Secret? This Rodeway Inn Will SHOCK You!

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

Lincoln's BEST-KEPT Secret? This Rodeway Inn Will SHOCK You!

Lincoln's BEST-KEPT Secret? This Rodeway Inn Will SHOCK You! (Or, Maybe Not…) - A REALLY Honest Review

Okay, folks, let's be real. "Shocking" is a strong word, especially when we're talking about a Rodeway Inn. But I've stayed here, and I'm here to give you the unvarnished truth about this… erm… unique Lincoln experience. Buckle up, because this might get a little messy. And by "messy," I mean, I'm probably going to veer off on tangents and forget some of the official SEO-bait categories listed above. Sorry, not sorry.

First Impressions (and a Slight Panic Attack):

Pulling up, the exterior? Well, let's just say it suggests the golden age of roadside motels, but not always in a good way. I swear, the last time I saw this much beige, it was in my grandma's orthopedic shoes. But, you know, it is Lincoln. What were my expectations? I didn't know, but what I saw wasn't that.

My immediate thought: Accessibility – a biggie, especially since I'm not getting any younger (or more agile, for that matter). I'm glad to report Wheelchair accessible is definitely on the menu. There were ramps, elevators, and what looked like reasonably accessible rooms (though, full disclosure, I didn't personally try out a wheelchair in the room, but everything appeared legit). This is huge, a big point in their favor, actually.

  • Check-in/out [express] and Check-in/out [private]. Now, I didn’t see signs for a “private” experience, but the front desk staff (who were genuinely lovely, by the way - they deserve a raise!) were efficient, and I was in my room faster than you can say "Cornhusker."

Rooms: The Beige Brigade's Headquarters! (Mostly in a Good Way…)"

Alright, the room. Here's where things get… interesting.

  • Air conditioning? Check. Alarm clock? Check. Bathtub? Check. (Although, a claw-foot tub would've been a nice touch. Just saying…)

  • Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Okay, this is essential. And, praise the internet gods, it actually worked. Like, consistently. (I need the Internet access – wireless, for work and play.)

  • Internet access – LAN? Hmmm…I didn’t see the ethernet port, but I didn't try that hard, because, let's be honest, who uses LAN anymore?

  • Non-smoking rooms definitely available, which is a must for me.

  • Extra long bed was very important to my spouse, and yes, it was.

  • Cleanliness and Safety:

    • Listen, I'm a germaphobe. Not a certified one, but definitely a high-level amateur. I was pleased. This Rodeway Inn seemed to be taking things seriously. Rooms sanitized between stays, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Physical distancing of at least 1 meter (sort of) – all good signs. There was even Hand sanitizer everywhere and the staff all took the Staff trained in safety protocol seriously.
    • Anti-viral cleaning products? Hope so, though I didn't see anyone scrubbing with bleach!

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Mystery Meal!

Okay, let's be honest. I wasn't expecting Michelin-star dining. This is Lincoln, after all!

  • Breakfast [buffet]: It was… functional. Cereal, toast, some suspiciously orange scrambled eggs. I mean, it filled the hole, which is exactly what a tired traveler wants. I desperately sought out the Coffee/tea in restaurant.
  • No Asian cuisine in restaurant, no Vegetarian restaurant, and sadly, no Poolside bar to drown your sorrows (or celebrate your wins) at.
  • Snack bar: Did I find a snack bar? Yes, with chips/crackers.
  • For my part, I stuck to eating out.

Things to Do & Ways to Relax (Or, The Gym That Time Forgot…)

  • Fitness center: Now THIS was a trip. I walked by, and it appeared to be the basement's forgotten gym, or perhaps a storage closet for unused exercise equipment. I’m not sure.
  • Swimming pool [outdoor]: Closed due to seasonal stuff.

Services and Conveniences (The Good, The Bad, and the Beige!)

  • Air conditioning in public area: Yes! Crucial for the Nebraska summer.
  • Cashless payment service: Yep, they've got it.
  • Elevator: Thank goodness! My knees send their gratitude.
  • Laundry service: Also available, perfect if you've been on a road trip for a while.
  • Concierge: Didn't see one, but the front desk was helpful.
  • Meeting/banquet facilities: Yes, for those important Cornhusker events!
  • Car park [free of charge]: Huge plus, especially for a place with a Car power charging station (electric vehicles, unite!)
  • Food delivery: The Food delivery seemed solid, because Lincoln doesn’t have the best options.
  • Additional toilet: One would hope so!

The Verdict: So, Should You Book?

Okay, here's the deal. Is this the most luxurious hotel in Lincoln? Absolutely not. Is it going to "SHOCK" you with its brilliance? Probably not.

But… it’s clean, accessible, the staff are friendly, and it has everything you need at a reasonable price. It's a solid option for a comfortable, no-frills stay in Lincoln.

My Quirks and Anecdotes: The Truth Will Set You Free (Maybe!)

  • The Window That Opens: Okay, I am obsessed with open windows. Having a window that opens is incredibly important to me. Not all hotels have this, so this is a huge point in the positive column!
  • The "Proposal Spot" Potential: Okay, so I didn't propose, but I can see some people finding this hotel romantic.
  • The Staff's Generosity: I once asked the front desk for some extra toothbrushes. They had loads of them!

My Final Emotional Reaction

It wasn't perfect, but it had its charm. I'd stay here again. It's not going to redefine your life, but it's a solid, reliable option.

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Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this itinerary is less "smooth sailing" and more "slightly-seasick-but-still-kinda-having-fun-on-a-dinghy-in-a-hurricane." We're headed to the Rodeway Inn in Lincoln, NH, the jewel of the… well, of the budget-friendly options, let’s just say. Let's see if we can survive this… thing.

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93: The Adventure (Probably Not) Begins!

(Day 1: The Arrival & That "Oh, God, Not Again" Feeling)

  • 1:00 PM: Arrival at the Rodeway. (Deep Breath) Okay, I’m here. The sign says "Welcome," but the slight smell of… something… kinda screams "Leave." We'll see. Honestly, the parking lot already looks like a low-budget remake of The Walking Dead, but hey, at least I found a spot. That alone is a win. Okay, lobby. LET'S DO THIS.
  • Anecdote Time: Remember the last budget motel? The one with the questionable stains on the carpet that resembled a map of the constellations? Yeah, I'm bracing myself. I swear, I should invest in a hazmat suit for these trips.
  • 1:30 PM: Check-in: The Battle Begins. Praying the reception girl doesn't have the voice of a dying walrus. She looks slightly less dead inside than I anticipated. I've got my key. My room. Wish me luck.
  • 1:45 PM: The Room… Inspection. Okay. It’s… a room. The air conditioning doesn’t sound like a jet engine taking off, which is a win. The bedspread looks like it’s seen better decades, but hey, at least it's there. The TV? Mini, ancient, and probably only gets three channels. (One of which will inevitably be a religious one, because – the irony of my life). Let's just hope there aren't any… surprise guests, if you catch my drift. Shudders
  • Quirky Observation: The complimentary soap looks like it’s been carved from the same block of… something… that they use to build prison walls.
  • 2:30 PM: Food & Drink (The Desperate Search). Time to scour the area for food. I'm starving, which makes everything worse. I saw a diner down the road. Maybe, just maybe, they serve something that wasn't microwaved six weeks ago.
  • 3:30 PM: Diner Experience (Potential for Soul-Crushing Disappointment). Okay, the diner. Ah yes, the smell of frying grease and simmering regret. I ordered a burger. "Medium-rare," I said, like a fool. It's fine. I'm alive.
  • Emotional Reaction: I'm already starting to love this place. The people here are nice!
  • 5:00 PM: Settling In (Acceptance). Okay, I accepted my fate. Now, I just have to survive the next few days.
  • 7:00 PM: Dinner and a movie (possibly out of order), TV. Probably a very early night. After surviving the burger, I watched a TV show. I was very tempted to watch the other show that was on.
  • Rambling Thought: You know, I should probably write a book about all of these weird motels I stay in. The stories would be epic. And slightly depressing.

(Day 2: Hiking and Hopes)

  • 8:00 AM: Breakfast (Maybe). Okay, so I’m pretty sure the continental breakfast consists of stale pastries and overly-sweetened coffee.
  • 9:00 AM: Hiking. This is the highlight of the trip. I'm going to hit a trail, get some fresh air, and hopefully not get eaten by a bear. I'm packing snacks, water, and my undying optimism (or whatever's left of it).
  • Anecdote: Once, on a hike, I wore a brand new pair of hiking boots. I ended up with blisters so bad I could've entered the Boston Marathon.
  • 12:00 PM: Back to the Rodeway? (The Cruel Reality). I'm back… and I'm already tired. Time to refuel.
  • *1:00 PM: Pool (Should Have Avoided). It was disgusting, and I am now questioning everything.
  • Emotional Reaction: I feel like a gross monster out of the lagoon.
  • 2:00 PM: Nap (The Only Way to Survive). A nap is now my only option.
  • Opinionated Language: This motel is the literal physical manifestation of beige.

(Day 3: The Departure (Freedom!)

  • 8:00 AM: The Final Stand (Against Breakfast). I’m going to take the risk and try breakfast! Worst comes to worst, I'll stock up on a whole bunch of protein bars.
  • 9:00 AM: Checking Out (Elation!). Okay, I'm outta here. No more questionable smells, stale breakfast, or existential dread.
  • 9:15 AM: Leaving (The bittersweetness of reality). It's over. I will miss it. The weirdness. The feeling that I'm the only human being who has ever stayed in this desolate place. The memories…
  • Messy Thought: I guess it wasn’t that bad. Okay. Maybe I'll book here again.
  • 12:00 AM: Drive Home (Freedom at last). Home! I can’t wait to wash all my travel-infected clothes.

Final Thoughts

Look, the Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 might not be the Ritz, but it was an experience. A slightly grimy, slightly unsettling, occasionally rewarding, and overwhelmingly budget "experience" to be sure, and that is absolutely all that matters to me. You'll not know what I mean unless you've been there. So, as the cliche goes, take that with a grain of salt. Or a bottle of hand sanitizer.

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Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

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Lincoln's BEST-KEPT Secret? This Rodeway Inn Will SHOCK You! - A (Probably Overly Dramatic) FAQ

Okay, Okay, Spill. What's the "Secret" Already? My Patience is Wearing Thin!

Alright, alright! Deep breaths. The "secret" is... potentially... this Rodeway Inn in Lincoln. Yes, *that* Rodeway Inn. I know, I know. I thought the same thing. "Rodeway Inn? Secret? Please." But I stumbled on it by accident. My car, bless its heart (and its ancient engine), decided to take a nap on the side of a Lincoln highway. So, exhausted, covered in grease, and utterly defeated, I stumbled into this place. And... well... something unexpected happened. More on that later. Stay with me here, it's a ride. And I'm still not entirely sure what *it* is.

Is this Rodeway Inn Actually *Nice*? Because I'm picturing flickering fluorescent lights and questionable stains.

Okay, look. Let's be honest. Nice isn't exactly the *first* word that leaps to mind. I'm not going to lie. There were definitely some questionable stains. I'm not going to name names (or spill what color it was), but yeah. And the lighting? Well, it *could* be considered "vintage." But... here's the thing. There's a certain... *charm* to it. Like, the water pressure in the shower was *insane*, and I mean, like, a fire hose! And the staff… surprisingly friendly? It was odd. Made me feel safe, even though I know what I saw might not be.

What's the deal with this "shocking" aspect? Is it haunted? Are there secret tunnels? Is there a petting zoo?

Alright, now we're getting to the *good* stuff. Haunted? Not that I know of, though I swear I heard a door slam in the middle of the night and I had a moment. Secret tunnels? Probably not. Petting zoo? Definitely not. (Though, a guy *did* try to sneak his overly friendly chihuahua past the front desk… which was quite a spectacle.) The "shocking" part is... well, it's the *vibe*. It's the… defying-expectations-ness of it all. There's a certain… *something* there. It's hard to describe. Maybe it's that it doesn't try to be anything it's not? Maybe it’s the sheer audacity of its existence. Or maybe I'm just overly dramatic from being stranded on the side of the road. Honestly, I might be projecting.

So, you're being intentionally vague. Tell me something *specific*.

Okay, fine! Look, I'm still processing this. But, one specific thing? The breakfast. I'm talking about the *free* continental breakfast, you understand? Now, I don't usually *expect* miracles from a continental breakfast in a Rodeway Inn. But this one... was… *memorable*. The waffles. They were shaped like… well, I'm not entirely sure *what* they were shaped like, but they were definitely unusual. The butter was wrapped in the paper. And the coffee… oh, the coffee. Let's just say it kept me awake for the next twelve hours, which was probably for the best since my car didn't start up the first time. And there was a guy, about my age, maybe a little older, with a seriously impressive moustache and a permanent look of mild bewilderment, who seemed to get particularly invested in the waffle-making procedure. He was very quiet, and I'm not sure he even looked at anyone. Just poured batter, watched his waffle, and repeated. That image, for some reason, is seared into my brain.

Would you recommend this place to someone? Be honest!

*Sigh*. Okay. It depends. If you're looking for luxury? Absolutely not. If you're looking for a place to, uh, have a completely normal, expected experience, then no. If you're looking for the best nights sleep of your life, again no. However… if you're looking for an adventure? If you're open to the unexpected? If you’re in a pinch and your car just died and you're covered in grease? Then, absolutely. Maybe. Possibly. I don't know. Go in with low expectations. And bring your own pillows. And maybe some air freshener. But... yeah. Maybe. Go. Just… go. And then tell me I'm not crazy.

What about the price? Is it at least *cheap*? Because cheap is good.

Cheap? Oh, honey, it was *dirt* cheap. Practically highway robbery… in reverse! I couldn't believe it. For what I paid, I was expecting a damp cot in a broom closet. Which, again, the experience had a certain charm.

So, is there anything you *didn't* like? I'm trying to get the whole picture here.

Okay, yes. One thing. And it's a big one. The… *noise*. I swear, there was something going on *all* night. I heard kids running down the halls. And some loud people at one point. I'm not entirely sure what it was, but it was… disruptive. Also, the Wi-Fi was about as strong as a wet noodle. I hope it gets better.

You're being strangely… nostalgic about this, aren't you?

Look, I'm a human. I have feelings, and I've had far too many cups of coffee. Okay? Yes. I am. I’m sitting here, thinking about that weird waffle, and that guy with the mustache, and the way the morning sun hit the peeling paint on the outside of the building… and, yeah, I actually kind of *miss* it. Don't judge me! It was… an experience. And sometimes, you just need an experience. Even if that experience is a slightly-less-than-desirable stay at a Rodeway Inn in Lincoln!

Is there a life lesson to be learned from all of this?

Oh, absolutely. Here's my philosophy, crafted in the crucible of the Lincoln Rodeway Inn: Lower your expectations. Embrace the weird. And always, *always*, check the waffle maker. You never know what you might find…Roam And Rests

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States

Rodeway Inn Lincoln I-93 Lincoln (NH) United States