Unbelievable St. Louis Getaway: Drury Plaza Chesterfield Luxury Awaits!
Unbelievable St. Louis Getaway: Drury Plaza Chesterfield Luxury Awaits! - Or, My Love/Hate Relationship With a Hotel (Mostly Love, Though)
Okay, folks, buckle up. Because this review? It's gonna be real. We're talking Drury Plaza Chesterfield. We're talking St. Louis. And we're talking a whole lotta stuff, because honestly, trying to cram all the features into a neat little box is just… well, it's not me. And trust me, you don't want me neat and tidy.
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- Accessibility: This is HUGE. Drury Plaza Chesterfield is pretty good. Wheelchair accessible, definitely. They have to be, right? It's the law! I found facilities for disabled guests well-implemented. Elevator access, of course. And the rooms? More on that later. Access to restaurant and lounges seemed pretty straightforward.
- Internet is Everywhere (Praise the Wi-Fi Gods!): Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Thank GOODNESS. I need my Netflix fix. And internet access [LAN] if you're old-school. Wi-Fi in public areas is also on point, so you can stalk your ex on the sly from the lobby.
- Relax, People, Relax! (And Maybe Get Buff): Okay, let's be real. I’m not a spa person. I get anxious in spas. BUT! They have a pool with a view! (Which, honestly, I didn't even look at, but good for you!), a sauna, a spa/sauna, steamroom… the works. There’s also a fitness center. I saw a treadmill. I walked past it. Then I went back to the bar. No judgements. They have a gym/fitness. Seriously, you could actually work out!
- Cleanliness and Safety - The New Normal (Thank Goodness!): This is what I cared about. Anti-viral cleaning products, check. They also had daily disinfection in common areas which I’m eternally grateful for. Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE. Staff trained in safety protocol – good to see. They have rooms sanitized between stays. The big one for me: Rooms sanitized between stays. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items - yay!
(Okay, that's enough of the structured stuff. Let's get messy!)
Now, onto the stuff that really matters. Let's talk feelings. Let's talk… my opinions!
The Room: My Sanctuary (or My Slightly-Too-Comfy Prison) – Available in All Rooms!
Okay, the room was… nice. Really, really nice. I'm talking air conditioning, thank the heavens! A desk to pretend to work at (I did some important internet research. Does that count?). A mini bar (mostly empty when I got there, but hey, it’s the gesture that counts!) and a refrigerator for my strategically-acquired snacks. Complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker. Crucially, there was free Wi-Fi. (Said that, didn't I? But it's that important.)
The bathtub situation? Glorious. And, yes, I took a loooong, luxurious bath. With bathrobes like… clouds. Truly. I may have lived in that bathrobe for a good 12 hours. My internal clock was completely useless.
Here's a confession: I’m a total sucker for those little touches. Like, those tiny, expensive bottles of toiletries. And the towels! Oh, the towels! Fluffy, absorbent, and… fresh. It's the little things, you know? They had slippers too. I'm now considering taking a second trip just to steal these.
The blackout curtains were also a lifesaver. Essential for someone trying to avoid the sun, which I, obviously, was. They have non-smoking rooms, which is brilliant for people who don't want to smell smoke.
Now, the important question: was it accessible? It was a mixed bag. The room itself was well-designed, with plenty of space, and a comfortable seating area. The bathroom was good, but I’m not an expert, so I can't give a super-specific opinion on the accessibility of the bathroom - you'd have to call the hotel and ask specifically. (But the door was wider than my apartment door. So, win?)
Food Glorious Food (and the Occasional Hangry Meltdown)
Alright, let's talk food. The breakfast buffet was… well, it was Drury. You know what you're getting: eggs, bacon, waffles, cereal. The usual. I did manage to find the most perfectly ripe cantaloupe known to humankind, so I considered it a win. Breakfast takeaway service - smart move.. Also, coffee/tea in restaurant is a blessing, I’m always cold.
They have a restaurant, but I didn't eat there much. I am a fan of their Happy hour. I'm a big fan of happy hour. Free drinks and snacks? Yes, please! They also have a snack bar which is essential for those midnight cravings.
I think there's a poolside bar too, but I'm guessing the pool with a view is the draw.
The Staff: Angels (Mostly)
The staff? Generally lovely. The check-in was quick. The concierge was helpful. They are all well trained.
Okay, Here’s My Biggest Takeaway: The Drury Vibe.
Look, Drury is a chain. You know what you're getting. But that’s part of the appeal. It's reliable. It's comfortable. It's… easy. And in a world that's constantly throwing curveballs, sometimes "easy" is exactly what you need.
Now, the Messy Part (The Good Stuff!):
- The Parking Situation: They have car park [free of charge]. This is a HUGE win. In downtown hotels, parking can be a nightmare. This was a godsend. Seriously.
- The "Things to Do" Factor: St. Louis is AMAZING. The City Museum? A must. The Arch? Touristy, but you gotta do it. The zoo? Free and fantastic. Do your research. They are a hotel who can host events.
- The Soundproofing: My room was blissfully quiet. Soundproof rooms, yes! (I need my beauty sleep, even when I'm on vacation.)
- The "Things I Missed": I didn’t try the body wrap. Or the massage. Or the sauna. (See above re: spa anxiety.) I'm honestly kicking myself. Next time!
- The Weirdest Thing: Seriously. They have a shrine. I’m not sure what kind. I am guessing it is historical to the area.
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- Comfort & Convenience: Spacious, well-appointed rooms with all the amenities you could want.
- Accessibility for Everyone: Easy access to everything in and out of your room.
- Relaxation & Rejuvenation: Spoil yourself with the pool, sauna, fitness center, and spa facilities.
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Okay, buckle up Buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. We're heading to the Drury Plaza Hotel in Chesterfield, Missouri, and trust me, we're gonna need a vacation after this vacation. Consider this less of a plan, and more of a… well, a slightly deranged map of my impending chaos.
Day 1: Touching Down and Questioning Choices
- 1:00 PM - Arrival at Drury Plaza: Okay, smooth sailing, right? Nope. First snag: finding the damn hotel. GPS sputtered, my patience dwindled faster than a free donut at a conference, and I swear I saw a squirrel give me a look of pure judgment. Finally, we’re in. The lobby? Impressively… drab. Like a dentist's waiting room, but with slightly more comfortable seating. First thought: "Did I overestimate the 'plaza' part?"
- 1:30 PM - Room Check-In: The Great Bed Bug Anxiety: Check-in was fine. Standard Pleasantness. I was handed a key, and with it the unspoken promise of (hopefully) no bed bugs. Immediately, I start the routine - Strip the bedsheets, inspect the mattress seams like a seasoned CSI investigator. Nothing. Thank GOD. I can breathe now.
- 2:00 PM - The Pool: A Moment of Zen Amidst The Mayhem: Okay, I'm a sucker for a hotel pool. I walked in and it's… indoor? A bit humid. But honestly? The water's warm, the chlorine smell is oddly comforting, and the kids' shrieks are manageable. I sat there, eyes closed, and for a beautiful, and slightly unsettling, 15 minutes, I believed I was actually on vacation. Pure. Bliss.
- 3:30 PM- "Happy Hour" Debacle: Drury's "Happy Hour"? Free booze and snacks! I'm in. Except… the line was longer than the line for the bathroom at the airport. We had to wait almost an hour just to get a tiny plastic cup of lukewarm beer. And the food? Let's just say the word "grazing" was used very loosely. I saw a woman physically wrestle another for the last pretzel. I ended up with a sad little hotdog. Dejected, slightly drunk, and considering my options.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner: The Undeniable Charm of the Old-Fashioned: Fine dining? Nope. I'm tired and hangry. We walked around the area and stumbled upon a decent looking burger place. Simple, but a satisfying burger and fries, nothing special. The best, unexpected, part of the dinner was the old-fashioned. It was a perfect end of the day.
- 8:00 PM - Back to the hotel: And now, the bed bug check, again. Better safe than sorry again. The bed is still clean, and I'm still alive. Perfect.
Day 2: Chesterfield, My Heart (and Wallet) Aches
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast Buffet Brain Freeze: The Drury breakfast buffet. A glorious, carb-laden explosion. Waffles, eggs, sausage… I ate like I was preparing for a hibernation. Regret hit at a solid 10:00 AM. Ugh.
- 10:00 AM - The Chesterfield Mall: Consumerism Overload and Existential Dread: Okay, I do not like malls. But my travel companion, dragged me kicking and screaming to the Chesterfield Mall. It was gigantic, and everything looked the same. Every store, the same overpriced, generic clothes. The air felt thick with desperation. I might've had a mini panic as I listened to the muzak and thought, "Is this… it?" I’m pretty sure I saw a tumbleweed blow through a department store. I'm still recovering from the sensory overload.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch and Escape: We fled the mall and stumbled upon a cute little deli. My sanity was saved via a delicious sandwich and a strong black coffee. I sat there, watching the world go by, and felt a tiny spark of life return.
- 2:30 PM - Back to the Pool (again): Dive Into Regret (But, in the Best Way Possible): Okay, the pool. It's my refuge. I ignored the kids, and the now-familiar chlorine smell, and just floated. Thinking about everything. The sandwich, the lack of judgement.
- 4:00 PM - The Hotel's "Evening Recreation": Bingo. It was something else. The kind of "something else" that leaves you questioning everything about your life choices.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner: Comfort Food and a Glimmer of Hope: The restaurant was crowded. The food was the same, but this time, I focused on the enjoyment, the company. There was a moment of pure contentment. A feeling that, maybe, just maybe, this imperfect trip was okay.
- 8:00 PM - Bed. Bed, bed, and some more Bed: The only plan is to rest and sleep.
Day 3: Departure and the Aftermath
- 9:00 AM - That Buffet Again!: Last hurrah. I ate my weight in waffles.
- 10:00 AM - The Goodbyes. (And the Parking Garage Drama): Checkout went smoothly. Until we ventured into the parking garage. The ramps seemed to be designed by a sadist. We almost scraped the car getting out.
- 12:00 PM - Driving home: The journey home, I find myself trying to process everything. It wasn't perfect, but it was real. I now appreciate the comforts of home. And I will NEVER, EVER, go near another mall.
Final Thoughts:
This trip was a rollercoaster of highs, lows, and questionable food choices. It was messy, imperfect, and, in its own weird way, perfect. Chesterfield, you were… something else. And the Drury Plaza? Well, I'll probably be back. Just maybe with hazmat suit and a better grasp on the free booze situation.
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Is this "Luxury" thing REALLY true? Because, let's be real, "Luxury" is thrown around like confetti these days.
Okay, alright, deep breaths. "Luxury." Hmm. Look, it's no Ritz-Carlton, alright? Don't go expecting gold-plated faucets and someone to hand-feed you caviar. But *for a Drury*? YES! Compared to the one I stayed at near the airport last year, this place practically runs on unicorn tears and wishes. The rooms *are* bigger. The beds *are* comfier (my back thanks them). The lobby doesn’t smell *too* strongly of chlorine. So, yes, relative to other Drurys, it's a step up the ladder of opulence. Think "upscale comfort" rather than "Versailles-level decadence." And hey, the free popcorn situation is still a win. I might or might not have snuck a bag into the movie theater next door…don’t judge me, it was a late showing!
The Free Stuff... Is it ACTUALLY free? Because I have trust issues when it comes to "free" anything.
Okay, this is the big one, right? The Drury credo: free breakfast, free evening cocktails, free popcorn, free… well, you get the idea. And yes, mostly, it's *actually* free! But, here’s the catch. The breakfast can get… intense. Picture this: a horde of hungry humans battling it out for scrambled eggs and sausage. It's a beautiful, chaotic ballet. Don't be that person who hogs the waffle maker. And the evening cocktails? Let's just say you’ll be making some new best friends. Or perhaps just people who are also desperately seeking a free buzz. I once saw a guy try to order a "fancy" cocktail using the free well liquor. Bless his heart. It was…interesting. Don't be afraid to bring your own mixers! Also, it kinda *is* free. You're paying for it in the room rate, so let's be real. But still! Yay, free stuff!
Alright, the pool situation. Is it as disappointing as most hotel pools? (I hate hotel pools).
Okay, pools. I get it. They’re usually a lukewarm, chlorine-stenched disappointment. But the pool at the Drury Plaza Chesterfield? Honestly, it's…actually decent. They call it an "indoor/outdoor" pool, which felt like a sneaky trick at first. But you can actually SWIM. And the water temperature wasn’t like…ice-cold like the one at that motel I stayed at in Kansas. Bonus points for a hot tub! And let's be real, on a cold day, a hot tub is basically a hug from the heavens. Also a good place to people-watch. You learn a lot about other people from inside hot tubs. Let me just say some people should *not* be wearing speedos. Just…no.
What's the deal with the location in Chesterfield? Anything to do?
Oh, Chesterfield. It's…a vibe. Picture a land of golf courses, strip malls, and…well, more strip malls. It's not exactly a bustling metropolis. But, here’s the thing: it's close to everything! Like, *everything*. Need a specific type of artisanal cheese? Probably a few blocks away. Want to catch a movie? Next door. Craving Cheesecake Factory? A short Uber ride. I'm not gonna lie, I spent a ridiculous amount of time at Barnes & Noble (RIP my bank account). Don’t expect gritty streets and hidden speakeasies. Expect convenience. And, okay, maybe a *little* bit of suburban ennui.
The Rooms: What are they actually like? Because online pictures always lie, right?
Okay, the rooms. Here's where things get…good. Or, you know, "above average hotel room" good. The pictures didn't lie *completely*! They're decently sized, and (as I mentioned before) the beds are comfortable. Like, *really* comfortable. I think I could sleep on those beds forever. The decor is…Drury-esque. Which is to say: functional and a little generic but clean and inoffensive. Nothing to write home about, but nothing to run screaming from either. The bathrooms? Standard hotel bathrooms. Clean. Adequate. A place to do your business and contemplate the meaning of life (or at least, what you’ll eat for breakfast) while you brush your teeth. I did appreciate the little desk area. I’m a writer! Or at least, I *try* to be. The point is, they're not bad. They're comfy. You can live in them. I did.
How's the service? Are the staff friendly or is it like, "corporate robot" friendly?
Okay, here's the honest truth: it's generally pretty good. The staff at Drury, across the board, are almost universally pleasant. They're *trying*. They're doing their best. Sometimes, you get that “corporate robot” vibe, sure. But mostly? They're friendly, helpful, and genuinely seem to want you to have a good experience. I think one woman there, the one who worked the evening reception, she might actually be a saint. She dealt with some *characters*. I'm talking about a whole other level of problematic people. She still managed to smile and be polite. Seriously, tip those people! They deserve all the good things. And yes, the service is absolutely as good as any place with free food.
Let's talk about a "bad" experience. What's the worst thing that happened? (Spill the tea!)
Okay, okay, fine. Here it is. This is where things get messy. I was there for about a month, a really tough month, and let's just say I was not in a great headspace. One night, I went down for the evening reception. I’d had a *day*, so I was looking forward to a free cocktail. As I was grabbing a drink, I saw this guy, and he was staring at me. I brushed it off, told myself maybe I was being dramatic. Then he approached me. He was…well, he was clearly very drunk. He started making really uncomfortable comments in my direction. I tried to ignore him. He got closer. It was awful. I walked away, and yeah, I got pretty upset. I was pissed. And the thing is, I wanted to complain, but then I thought, who would I complain to? It wasn’t really the hotel’s fault. It was just one of those things. The whole situation just made me feel a little…unsafe. It was a moment that really stuck with me, and definitely put a damper on that evening.
So, yeah, that happened. It was the worst part of my stay. ItThe Stay Journey
