Unbelievable Midtown Chicago Hotel: Luxury You Won't Believe Exists!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea on the Unbelievable Midtown Chicago Hotel. And trust me, the name is not just marketing fluff. I'm talking full-blown opulent, "pinch-me-I'm-dreaming" luxury, with enough twists and turns to make your head spin… in a good way, mostly.
Accessibility: A Breath of Fresh Air (and a Few Stumbles)
Let's get this out of the way first: I'm not in a wheelchair, but I do care about accessibility. The hotel’s got the basics down – elevators that work, ramps where you'd expect them. But here’s a little anecdote. Heading into the restaurant, which I will get to later, I did see a few minor accessibility issues, specifically the automatic doors being a bit sticky. Okay, maybe not a deal-breaker, but it just took me out of the moment. This tells me that the hotel strives for convenience for everyone but doesn't always reach the mark. However, the hotel's intent is there, which makes me okay with a few imperfections.
Oh, the Amenities! (Where the "Unbelievable" Really Shines)
Right, so, the real reason you’re reading this: the good stuff. This place is a playground for adults.
Ways to Relax (and Lose Yourself): The spa…oh, the spa! That's where the magic happens. I'm talking about a full-on sensory overload. And, oh man, the Pool with a View? Forget the hustle of the city, just looking out at that pool at dusk… it's pure serenity. I spent hours in that pool, and I'm pretty sure a small flock of pigeons also decided to join me watching the world go by…
Fitness Fanatics Rejoice: Gym? Check. Sauna? Check. Steamroom? Double-check! Honestly, I'm more of a "relax-and-eat" kind of guy, but even I was tempted to give that gym a go to burn off some of the excessive deliciousness of the food..
Food, Glorious Food! Okay, let's talk about the Dining, Drinking, and Snacking. There is no shortage of options. From the A la carte in restaurant to the Poolside bar (perfect for afternoon cocktails), to the Snack bar that I literally rolled into after a particularly intense massage. The Desserts in restaurant are basically works of art, and trust me, I tried every single one. The buffet in restaurant? Chef's kiss. I do not understand how they manage to make a western breakfast better than my own grandma, but they did it.
Cleanliness and Safety: They Take This Seriously
During my stay, I felt safe. I mean, Safe dining setup is something everyone needs these days. They had Daily disinfection in common areas, Anti-viral cleaning products, and Rooms sanitized between stays and Staff trained in safety protocol. You could tell they were treating COVID seriously.
The Rooms: My Own Private Oasis (Mostly)
Okay, so, the rooms. Available in all rooms features Air conditioning, a Coffee/tea maker, Free bottled water, a Hair dryer, a Mini bar, and the Wi-Fi [free]. Some rooms offer blackout curtains. I had an extra long bed which was a lifesaver because I'm tall. There's Air conditioning in public areas and a Daily housekeeping service, which is something I deeply appreciate. My personal anecdote? Trying to keep my room clean. The Daily housekeeping had to put up with me, which is a plus.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Touches That Matter
- Doorman, Concierge, and Luggage Storage: Top-notch. They anticipate your needs before you even realize you have them.
- Business Facilities: For the, uh, working people, they have Meeting/banquet facilities and Meeting stationery.
- Cash Withdrawal: Super convenient.
- Gift/souvenir shop: A nice touch, though be prepared to shell out for the luxury items.
- They also feature a car park [on-site], Car park [free of charge], Car power charging station.
- Babysitting service and even Kids facilities!
The Downsides (Because Nothing's Perfect…Except the Jacuzzi)
Okay, here's where things get a little… real. While the hotel is generally fantastic, there are a few (minor) hiccups.
- Price: This is not a budget stay. It's luxury, people! Be prepared to open your wallet.
- The Minor Hiccups: As I mentioned, there was some sticky door action. And while the staff are lovely, occasionally service could be a little slow during peak hours.
My Honest Verdict: Would I Go Back? Absolutely!
Would I recommend the Unbelievable Midtown Chicago Hotel? Unequivocally, yes. The pros far outweigh the cons. The sheer indulgence, the impeccable service, the stunning amenities – it's a truly unforgettable experience.
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Okay, here's a gloriously messy, opinionated, hilariously imperfect, and totally human travel itinerary for a stay at The Hotel at Midtown Chicago. Buckle up, buttercups, because this is gonna be a ride.
The Hotel at Midtown Chicago: A Whirlwind of Sweat, Glory and Questionable Decisions - A Totally Honest Itinerary
(Okay, this is more of a "loose guideline" than an itinerary. Let's be real.)
Day 1: Arrival and… Well, We'll See
- 1:00 PM: Arrival at O’Hare (ORD) - Pray for the Godspeed and that my luggage actually makes it.
- Ugh, the airport. My least favorite place on earth. Seriously, the fluorescent lights alone are enough to trigger a mild existential crisis. And the "helpful" people… do they even LIVE in reality? The sheer volume of people and the never-ending baggage carousel stress me out. But, okay, focus, gotta grab that rental car (crossing my fingers it's not a death trap disguised as an SUV).
- 2:30 PM: Car Rental Chaos and the I-90 Gauntlet.
- Found the car! (A slightly dented Nissan Rogue, but hey, it runs!) Now, the real torture begins… the I-90 towards the hotel. Chicago traffic on a Friday afternoon? May the odds be ever in my favor. This is where I realize the car rental guy was right, this does get busy. I'm going to need a lot of patience and deep breaths.
- 4:00 PM: Check-In at The Hotel at Midtown.
- Hallelujah! Finally. The lobby is… nice. Clean. Modern-ish. (Please, please, please let the room be clean). I'll try to feign enthusiasm for the "hotel vibe" and not roll my eyes at the mandatory small talk. The front desk person… bless her heart because she's going to need it to handle the sheer exhaustion I radiate.
- 4:30 PM: Room Reconnaissance and the Great Closet Conundrum.
- Okay, room check! Immediately check the bed for cleanliness and bed bugs. Sigh of relief. It's… adequate. Now, the closet. My nemesis. I swear, no matter how I pack, it inevitably becomes a vortex of wrinkled garments and lost socks. I have a feeling this will be a running theme…
- 6:00 PM: De-Stress at the Hotel's Fitness Center (yeah, right).
- They have a gym! Okay, maybe I'll actually try to use it. Probably. After a shower. Maybe. Let's see what kind of endorphin miracles can be worked with a hotel treadmill.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner! (This is the important part, and it can go very wrong) * I had planned on trying some Chicago deep dish, but honestly, the thought of venturing out again after fighting traffic is exhausting. Maybe I should just try room service. I have a feeling this craving for greasy, cheesy perfection will prevail.
- 8:30 PM: Channel Surfing and the Sweet, Sweet Embrace of Exhaustion.
- Flipping through channels, probably ending up watching a marathon of some show I've already seen a million times. Maybe a movie? More likely, I'll pass out while holding the remote. The ultimate goal: to be unconscious before 10 PM.
Day 2: Midtown Mayhem and a Deep Dive
- 9:00 AM: Regretting Every Life Choice and Stumbling Towards Breakfast (aka, coffee is a necessity).
- Ugh. Woke up feeling like I got hit by a bus. Hotel coffee better be strong because if it’s drip, I'm going to lose it. Maybe the thought of the hotel breakfast buffet will at least be marginally stimulating.
- 9:30 AM: The Hotel's "Complimentary" Buffet (let's be optimistic).
- Here we go… the buffet. The battleground of bland eggs and questionable pastries. I will navigate this with the grace of a swan and the appetite of a starving wolf. I shall rate each item on a scale of one to ten based on edibility.
- 11:00 AM: Tennis Lesson (The Reality Bites).
- The hotel has tennis courts. I am not a tennis player. This should be fun. The instructor will probably ask me if I've played before and I'll have to confess the truth. We'll see how it goes.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch…and the Food Coma.
- I am ravenous after my tennis adventure. This is the part when I inevitably get a burger and regret it immediately.
- 2:00 PM: The Pool - A Moment of Glorious Solitude… or a Disaster.
- The pool! Bliss. Unless it's crowded with screaming children. Or worse, people doing laps that I can never keep up with. Praying for a quiet moment to actually, you know, relax. Maybe I'll even read a book. Emphasis on "maybe." Sunscreen is a must.
- 4:00 PM: The Spa! (The Anticipation is Intense)
- Massages and treatment? I deserve all of it. I need to be pampered and to ignore the world for two hours. If I could actually fall asleep and sleep through the whole thing, I would.
- 7:00 PM: Exploring Chicago? (Or Ordering Grubhub in my pajamas?)
- Do I have the energy to go to the city or should I just order takeout? The city is fantastic but I am so tempted to just crash early.
- 9:00 PM: Another Night of Glorious Indecision.
- Will I watch tv? Read? Write? Or will I be asleep before the first commercial break? Whatever happens, I hope tomorrow is wonderful.
Day 3: Farewell, Chicago, and a Hasty Retreat
- 9:00 AM: Same Drill… Breakfast… Regret
- Gotta fuel up for the journey home.
- 10:00 AM: Packing. The Great Re-Vortexing.
- Packing is a form of controlled chaos for me.
- 11:00 AM: Check Out. And a Final Plea.
- Praying the bill is not too terrifying.
- 12:00 PM: The Airport. The End.
- One last deep breath, a prayer to the travel gods, and off I go. See you back home, in the city!
Important Notes (Because, Honestly, I Need Them)
- Flexibility is Key: This is a suggestion. Things WILL go wrong. Embrace the chaos.
- Hydration is Your Friend: Drink water. Lots of it. Especially if you, like me, get emotional during a gym.
- Be Kind to Yourself: You're on vacation. Don't stress about sticking to a rigid schedule. Just. Breathe.
- The most important part of the trip is to take some time to yourself!!
Okay, there you have it. A monument to my messy existence, distilled into a few days at The Hotel at Midtown. Hope you enjoyed the rollercoaster! Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a nap. (And maybe a really strong coffee.)
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Unbelievable Midtown Chicago Hotel: Frequently Asked...Well, NOT So Frequently Asked Questions (But You *Should* Be Asking!)
Okay, Seriously, Is This Place *Actually* Unbelievable? That Sounds Like Marketing BS.
Alright, alright, you got me. "Unbelievable" is a bit much. It's like, you tell your friend you saw the "best movie ever," and then they're like, "Ugh, probably not." But honestly? It’s *close*. Think of a really, *really* good birthday present you weren’t expecting. That’s the vibe. It’s not perfect – I mean, there are human beings involved, and we're all a mess, right? – but it’s genuinely impressive. I walked in expecting the usual cookie-cutter hotel experience, and I was immediately, *stunned* by the lobby. Seriously, I stood there for, like, five minutes, just staring at the chandelier. I’m not even a chandelier person! But it was...unbelievable. (See? I’m using it now, but it's earned it, I swear.) The only thing that could really make it "unbelievable" is if there's a secret underground casino with a pet dragon. Let's not get my hopes up.
What about the rooms? Do they actually look like the pictures? (We all know the struggle...)
Okay, this is where things get interesting. YES AND NO. The pictures *do* look amazing. They’re probably professionally shot, with perfectly lit everything and not a stray sock in sight. My room? Well, it was pretty darn close. The bed? Cloud-like. Actual, honest-to-goodness, could-sleep-for-a-year cloud. The view? Incredible. I got one overlooking... actually, let's be real, it looked out onto a fire escape, but the city noise? Still made me feel important. The bathroom, however… let me tell you about the bathroom. The marble was...well, I'm not sure if it was *actually* marble, but it was *damn* close. And the shower? Rainfall head, perfect pressure. I almost didn't leave. The only imperfection? After a while, I felt a faint smell of cleaning products-- I guess they're really REALLY proud of keeping it immaculate. That said, I think you can find better views, but overall: close enough to the pictures that my jaw didn't hit the floor in disappointment, which is a WIN in modern hotel accommodations!
Is the staff actually *nice*? Or is it that fake, overly cheerful stuff you get at some places?
This is HUGE, people. Fake nice is worse than no nice. The staff here? Actually, genuinely, *lovely*. Okay, I have a story: I was running late for a meeting (as usual, don't judge), and I was wrestling with my suitcase in the lobby. It's that heavy, overpacked suitcase you drag around even though you *know* you packed too much. Anyway, it nearly took me out. This incredibly kind bellhop saw me struggling and, without a word, swooped in and rescued me. He even *smiled*! Not a forced smile, but a genuine, "I got you" smile. He took my suitcase, got me a bottle of water (which I desperately needed), and pointed me in the right direction. Real humans, folks. That’s what you want.
What's the deal with the food? Is the restaurant overpriced and underwhelming? (Let's be real, it often is...)
Alright, buckle up, because this is where I have STRONG feelings. The restaurant…is…expensive. No two ways about it. But! The food? *Worth it.* I got the, um... I *think* it was the surf and turf special. I'm pretty sure I did, anyway, because I can't remember what else was on the menu, really. I was too distracted. It was the size of my head, and the steak was cooked *perfectly*. Like, melt-in-your-mouth perfection. And the lobster… oh, the lobster. Okay, I realize I'm rambling. It was REALLY good. Yes, the prices made my wallet weep a little inside, but I wouldn't trade that meal for anything. Except maybe a slightly cheaper meal with the same quality. So yeah, *worth it*, in my highly-opinionated opinion. Plus, they had a decent wine selection, and that always wins me over.
Is it kid-friendly? Or am I gonna be the one getting side-eye from everyone?
Ah, family travel. It's a crapshoot, isn’t it? I didn’t bring kids, so I can't give you a definite "yes" based on personal experience from the children's realm. However, I SAW kids there, and they didn't seem to be getting the stink eye. The staff seemed genuinely accommodating. They have a good kids' menu, I noticed it quickly, which is a good sign in my books. The pool looked... well, it looked like a pool. I am guessing there's enough room for all ages. In conclusion, I think it's *probably* fine. But do your own research. I'm just a person who likes nice hotels, not a professional childcare expert. Sorry!
Okay, spill the tea. What's the ONE thing that *really* annoyed you? Be honest!
Alright, fine. Here’s the one thing that bugged me, and it’s a minor annoyance but it really got under my skin. The elevator situation during peak hours. It's a big hotel, lots of floors...and getting upstairs to the hotel room was a battle sometimes. I'm not kidding. I'd push the button, and the elevator would be full. Then another, and another. Like, a game of "Spot the elevator that's *almost* ready" and trying to beat everyone else to the door as it started to close. A tiny thing, I know, but a logistical challenge. It’s not a deal-breaker, by any means, but it’s something to be made aware: If you're in a rush, schedule extra time for the elevator. Consider it your daily cardio. Though, maybe I should be more tolerant for such an amazing hotel.
Is there a gym? Because I'm trying to be healthy, even though I also ate a LOT.
Yes, there is! And it's... surprisingly decent. I say that because sometimes hotel gyms are just sad little closets with a treadmill and some weights that look like they've been around since the Stone Age. This one? Actually pretty good. Modern equipment, enough room to *not* bump into people, and a decent selection of free weights. Plus, it was air-conditioned, which is crucial when you're trying to sweat out allCoastal Inns
