Queanbeyan's BEST Kept Secret: Crest Motor Inn Awaits!
Crest Motor Inn: Queanbeyan's BEST Kept Secret… or, Is the Secret OUT?! (A Brutally Honest Review)
Alright, folks, let's talk Crest Motor Inn. Queanbeyan. Yes, that Queanbeyan. I went in expecting… well, let's just say my expectations were lower than a limbo champion's waist. But, get this, I was pleasantly surprised. Seriously. Like, "did I accidentally book a different hotel?" surprised. Let's break it down, room service and all.
Accessibility: (Making Sure Everyone Feels Welcome - and Can Get to the Room!)
Okay, this is important. I didn't personally need it, but I poked around. Crest Motor Inn IS wheelchair accessible, which is HUGE. I saw elevators and generally a well-considered layout. From the outside, it looks like a typical motor inn, but inside? They've actually put some thought into it. They've definitely got a solid grasp of the basics, which is a massive win for anyone with mobility considerations.
Cleanliness and Safety: (Is It Safe to Breathe? Mostly Yes!)
Look, we live in the era of COVID, alright? Forget the "good old days." The Crest Motor Inn, thankfully, seems to get this. They're touting professional-grade sanitizing services, which is reassuring. Rooms are sanitized between stays, and there are anti-viral cleaning products in use. I saw hand sanitizer dispensers everywhere, and the staff were masked up. Felt safe, even if I felt a little too safe (but let's face it, safety is never a bad thing!) Rooms sanitized between stays and room sanitization opt-out available? Yep, they are taking it seriously. I also noticed daily disinfection in common areas. Basically, they’re trying. And in the current climate, that gets a gold star from me. They also boast a Hygiene certification. I did not personally check the certification.
What's In the Room? (The Comfort Zone)
Now, the rooms weren’t luxury, per se, but they were certainly comfortable. Air conditioning? Check. Free Wi-Fi? Double-check!. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!. The Wi-Fi was surprisingly good, too! I could actually stream Netflix (a crucial test, let's be real). They even had Internet access – LAN, in case you're old-school or have a specific need. The desk was functional (crucial for working), the coffee/tea maker and complimentary tea were a LIFESAVER in the morning. Other things? Blackout curtains, a mini bar, and a refrigerator. Extra long bed and a seating area. The shower was powerful. You've got all the basics covered for a decent night's sleep.
Food and Drink: (Fueling Your Queanbeyan Adventures)
Alright, this is where things get interesting. They do buffet breakfast, which may be useful for some, but wasn't that remarkable. Breakfast in room is available. Asian cuisine in restaurant - yes, and quite good. A la carte in restaurant. Coffee/tea in restaurant is a given. I mean, you can't survive without that. There's a bar which, let's be honest, is essential for a motor inn experience! Room service [24-hour]. Seriously, 24-hour room service? That's the dream. I didn’t, thankfully, test it at 3 AM. Restaurants? Yes, within the hotel. Snack bar. Bottle of water. Nothing spectacular, but everything you need within arm's reach.
Things to Do (And Ways to Relax!): (More Than Just Sitting in Your Room)
Listen, Queanbeyan isn't exactly known for its roaring nightlife (sorry, Queanbeyan!). But the Crest surprised me. They've got:
- Swimming pool [outdoor]. A pool with a view? Not exactly. But it's clean, it's refreshing, and hey, it's a pool.
- Gym/fitness - so, if you're keen on burning off those room service calories, you're in luck!
- Poolside bar - it's a bit of a cliché, but after a long day, a beer by the pool wouldn't go astray.
Services and Conveniences: (The Nitty-Gritty)
They have the basics down but I'm not sure if they have a shrine. The daily housekeeping was efficient. Elevator, doorman, laundry service, luggage storage, concierge, dry cleaning, safety deposit boxes, air conditioning in public areas, facilities for disabled guests, and a convenience store. They've got all the things you expect from a modern hotel.
For the Kids: (Family Friendly?)
Family/child friendly - yes, and they have babysitting service. So yes, they do have kids facilities.
Internet: (Staying Connected in the Outback… or Close to Canberra?)
Free Wi-Fi? Tick! Wi-Fi [free] and in all rooms! Internet access – LAN is available if you prefer. No complaints here, they got it right.
Getting Around: (Wheels and Wheels and More Wheels)
- Airport transfer
- Car park [free of charge] - that's a huge bonus!
- Car park [on-site]
- Car power charging station - for those eco-warriors!
- Taxi service
- Valet parking
My Anecdote: The Unexpected Spa Moment!
Now, I thought I was just there for a quick overnight trip. But then, I stumbled upon their "Spa" (spa/sauna is available). Okay, look, it's not a five-star spa, but they offer services! Massage, Sauna, Steamroom. I went for a massage. Not bad. Not bad at all. It was a welcome surprise. A literal escape to a different world because Queanbeyan is a bit on the… quiet side. The Imperfection: (A Little Honesty)
Here's the thing: it's not the Ritz. The decor is a bit… dated. The corridors have a somewhat generic motor inn vibe. But honestly? I didn't care. Because the staff were friendly, the room was clean, and the basics were covered. This is NOT a super-glamorous hotel but a solid, reliable choice.
Quirky Observation: The vending machine selection… it's a real throwback. Snickers, chips, the works. Definitely a portal to the 90s.
My Emotional Reaction Honestly, I really loved my stay there!
The Verdict: (Should You Stay?)
Absolutely. Crest Motor Inn IS Queanbeyan’s BEST Kept Secret.
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Crest Motor Inn: Unleash Your Queanbeyan Adventure! (The Compelling Offer)
Tired of cookie-cutter hotels? Craving a break, a little bit of peace, and the perfect basecamp for exploring the Canberra region? Then look no further than Crest Motor Inn, Queanbeyan's BEST Kept Secret!
Here's what awaits you:
- Spotless, Comfortable Rooms: Relax and unwind in clean, well-appointed rooms.
- Free Wi-Fi: Stay connected with blazing-fast, reliable Wi-Fi throughout the hotel (and in your room!).
- Delicious Dining Options: Enjoy a range of on-site restaurants, from Asian cuisine to all the classics. Start your day with a buffet breakfast or opt for room service… anytime of day!
- Unwind and Recharge: Take a dip in our refreshing outdoor pool, work out in our fitness center, or treat yourself to a spa massage!
- Convenient Location: Explore the sights and sounds of Queanbeyan and Canberra with ease!
- Friendly, Attentive Staff: Our team is dedicated to making your stay as enjoyable as possible!
But here’s the BEST part:
- Wheelchair Accessible!
Book now and experience the Crest Motor Inn difference!
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Crest Motor Inn: A Week of Queanbeyan Quests (And Existential Dread)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your glossy brochure itinerary. This is real life. This is Queanbeyan. And this is my attempt to survive a week in the Crest Motor Inn, armed with a slightly dodgy car, a rapidly depleting phone battery, and a healthy dose of skepticism.
Day 1: Arrival and the Crushing Weight of Beige
- Afternoon (ish): Landed at Canberra Airport (a surprisingly modern affair, which immediately made me feel insecure about my travel skills). Picked up the rental car - affectionately christened "The Beige Beast". Drove the, uh, scenic route to Queanbeyan. (Pro tip: avoid the highway. Seriously. Unless you enjoy the existential dread of concrete and endless sky).
- Late Afternoon: Checked into the Crest. The room? Let's just say it screams "functional." Beige. Everything is beige. The carpet, the curtains, the… wall. It's a beige-on-beige crime against interior design. My immediate reaction? A deep, soul-crushing sigh. Followed by a frantic search for the coffee maker. Priorities, people.
- Evening: Attempted to find dinner. Ended up at a "pub" that felt suspiciously like a time warp to 1988. The food? Pub fare. The beer? Cold. The company? Mostly blokes arguing about something I couldn't quite understand. I ordered a schnitzel (because when in doubt, carbs) and pretended to understand the football game on the TV. Feeling slightly defeated. Queanbeyan, you are… unique.
Day 2: The Quest for the Perfect Pie (and a Reason to Live)
- Morning: The Crest's breakfast offering: individually wrapped cereals and what can only be described as a nutritional apocalypse masquerading as toast. Abandoned that notion. Took a gamble and asked a local where I could find a good pie. This is crucial, people. The pie is the lifeblood of regional Australia.
- Mid-Morning: Drove to a recommended bakery in the main street. Found the pie. It was a pork and fennel pie, and it was a revelation. The crust was flaky, the filling was perfectly seasoned, and for a glorious 15 minutes, I forgot about the beige walls and the looming sense of isolation. This, my friends, is why we travel. The tiny moments of pure, unadulterated joy.
- Afternoon: Took a drive to Bungendore. It has some quirky shops, some antique stores. Found a vintage camera that was tempting. Didn't buy it. Too sensible, maybe? Or just too broke after the pie. Back to Queanbeyan.
- Evening: Decided to brave the shopping centre. Huge mistake. It's a cultural experience, the shopping centre. An exercise in observing humanity. Watched a couple arguing over socks, a teenager glued to a phone, and a pensioner meticulously examining a jar of pickled onions. Wondered what the real story was. The only thing that got me through was the thought of leftovers pie.
Day 3: Canberra's Charm (and My Crumbling Sanity)
- Morning: Forced myself to be a tourist and drove into Canberra, the nation's capital. Visited the War Memorial. It was humbling and powerful. Honestly choked up. Then, I walked around the National Gallery. Art is good. Everything felt strangely clinical. Maybe Canberra isn't my place.
- Afternoon: Explored the botanical gardens. Finally some nature. Some beauty. Managed to get some sun.
- Evening: Back in Queanbeyan, the sheer monotony of the evening loomed. What to do, what to do? Went back to the pub.
- Late evening: The pub. More conversations. More beer. More beige. I found myself talking to a woman about her cat. Her cat apparently hates tuna. It became an entire philosophy. I think I was mildly drunk.
Day 4: A Day of Rest (and Utter Boredom)
- Morning: Slept in. Finally, after the hectic pace of the week.
- Afternoon: Did laundry and watched Netflix.
- Evening: Cooked myself instant noodles in the microwave. Realised that I was actually enjoying the quiet.
- Late evening: Contemplated the meaning of life. Probably drank too much instant coffee. Decided that the existential dread was probably a side effect of the beige.
Day 5: The Pie's Revenge
- Morning: Realized I'd left half a pie in the fridge. Victory! Ate pie for breakfast. It was even better the second day.
- Late morning: The Beige Beast decided not to start. Stranded. The mechanic arrived and declared the battery was dead. So, stranded, carless, and with a looming deadline on the travel insurance to see the real Australia.
- Afternoon: While waiting for the replacement car which arrived and the mechanic fixed, I wandered around the local park. Watched some kids play. Felt a stab of longing for… something.
- Evening: Stumbled upon a small local restaurant serving what they called "Authentic Australian" food. Kangaroo steak was on the menu. Bravely ordered it. Actually not bad. Queanbeyan was starting to… grow on me? Maybe?
Day 6: Farewell and the Promise of Elsewhere
- Morning: Last pie.
- Afternoon: Packed. Said a silent goodbye to the Crest's beige embrace. Queanbeyan, you were… an experience. A journey. A beige-filled, pie-fueled, slightly depressing, strangely wonderful adventure.
- Evening: Drove the Beige Beast to the airport. Reflecting on the week. I wouldn't say I loved Queanbeyan, but I wouldn't say I hated it, either. Maybe, just maybe, I understood it a little better.
Day 7: Homeward Bound (and the End of the Beige Era - Hopefully)
- Morning: The flight home. Smiling at the memories.
- Afternoon: In transit.
- Evening: Back in my own bed I can finally say… I'm away from the Beige.
Postscript: I wouldn't necessarily recommend a week in the Crest Motor Inn to everyone. But if you're looking for an authentic, slightly melancholic, often hilarious slice of Australian life (and a truly excellent pie), then Queanbeyan might just surprise you. Just pack your sense of humour, a good book, and a willingness to embrace the beige. And maybe an extra battery for your phone. Just in case.
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Queanbeyan's Crest Motor Inn – Don't Tell EVERYONE! (But Maybe Read This...)
Okay, Seriously... What *is* So Secret About the Crest Motor Inn? Is It Like, a Secret Society?
Look, "secret" is a bit dramatic. It's more like... a lovingly guarded, hidden gem. Think of it this way: you wouldn't shout about your perfect coffee spot from the rooftops, would you? You'd whisper it to your best mates. That's the Crest. It's *that* kind of place. It's not a secret society with secret handshakes (though, wouldn't that be fun?!), but more, it's a place that's *good*, and you kinda don't want everyone to know about it and ruin it. Seriously though, in a town where the accommodation can be... let's just say 'variable', finding a consistently clean, comfy, and *charming* spot feels like stumbling upon a pirate's buried treasure. I've been there. More than once.
What's the Vibe? Because the Word 'Motor Inn' Makes Me Think of... Well, You Know.
Alright, let's dismantle the 'motor inn' image, shall we? Yes, it's a bit retro. But in a *good* way. Think less 'creaky motel room' and more 'charming, well-maintained space that’s seen a few summers'. The vibe is... relaxed. It's not trying to be fancy or pretentious. It's genuinely comfortable, with a friendly staff. I once saw a little bird on the window... which told me they had flowers (and presumably, good vibes). Not too many places I've stayed at had that.
The Rooms! Are They Actually Clean? I Have a Thing About Dusty Curtains...
Okay, THIS is a big one. The rooms are CLEAN. Seriously, properly clean. I have a *thing* about cleanliness, and I've never, *ever*, felt icky in those rooms. The bathrooms are sparkling. The sheets are fresh. The curtains? Dust-free, thank goodness! The maintenance has clearly been going strong for a long time. It's a genuinely refreshing experience, really. I am not a robot. And dust-free curtains just make me happy.
Anything *Bad* To Say?! It Can't Be All Sunshine and Roses!
Okay, fair point. Look, it's not the Ritz. The decor is... classic. It won't be winning any design awards. The Wi-Fi can be a bit patchy in some rooms (it's the bane of my *existence* as a working person, really – the internet. I'm ranting. Sorry). And sometimes, you can hear the road noise, depending on your room. But honestly? Those are minor quibbles. They're completely outweighed by the overall experience.
Okay, So... The Price? Is it Going to Break the Bank?
Nope! The Crest is surprisingly good value. You're getting a solid room, super friendly service, and cleanliness for what you pay. It's a win! I've stayed at places that charged twice as much and gave you half the experience. It's not budget-breaking by any means, and that's gotta count for something, especially in this era.
Breakfast? Or Do I Need to Raid the Local Supermarket?
Breakfast is provided! It's a pretty basic continental breakfast kind of thing. Enough to get you going. However, on one of my visits, and bear in mind this was a few years ago, it was very basic. I found myself eyeing up the cereals. I then found myself raiding the local supermarket for more exciting options. But, I am not sure if it has completely upgraded since then. You could use some of it as a foundation, and then add the extra fruits and yogurts that you like. I really enjoy the croissants.
Tell Me About Your BEST Experience at the Crest! (And Don't Hold Back!)
Oh, man. Okay, buckle up. I was there, it was one of those *stressful* trips, work-related, and everything was a mess. My car was a mess from a work trip. I’d been running on sheer caffeine and fumes for days. I pull up, exhausted, and the woman at reception (I think her name was Margaret? Maybe? Anyway, she was lovely) immediately clocked my state. "Rough day, love?" she said, with the sort of genuine concern you rarely see these days. She offered me a free upgrade to a bigger room, which was a lifesaver. (Seriously, that simple act of kindness made me tear up a little. I’m not ashamed to admit it!) The room was spotless, the air conditioning was ice cold, and I just... crashed. Slept like a log. The next morning, after a surprisingly decent breakfast, the sun was streaming in, and I thought "Wow. Okay, I can do this." That Crest Motor Inn saved my bacon...and my sanity. It's not just a place to stay; it's sometimes a refuge. That day it definitely was.
Is It Family-Friendly? (Because Kids Can Be... Let's Just Say, Challenging.)
I can't personally vouch because I'm a solo traveler, but I've seen families there and they seem to do alright. The rooms are a decent size so there is enough room for little ones. There's not a pool or playground, so if you're looking for constant entertainment, look elsewhere. But if you just need a safe, clean place to sleep, it works.
So, You're Saying I Should Book a Room? (Or Should I Just Go Somewhere Else?)
Honestly? Yes. You should. Unless you're expecting a five-star resort, then get real. The Crest Motor Inn is a great choice. It’s not going to blow your socks off with luxury, but it *will* provide a comfortable, clean, and friendly experience. It's a place that feels like a reliable friend – you can always count on it. And hey, the worst thing that happens is you get a decent night's sleep. The BEST thing? You find a little slice of heaven in Queanbeyan. Honestly, I'm getting a craving to go back right now just thinking about it. Go! And then tell me what *you* think...just don’t tell everyone, okay?
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