
Flagstaff's BEST-KEPT Secret: Comfort Inn Lucky Lane I-40!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on Flagstaff's actual best-kept secret: the Comfort Inn Lucky Lane I-40. Forget the fancy resorts, the overpriced Airbnbs. This place… this place is an experience. And yeah, I'm talking like I actually stayed there. (Which, ahem, I did. For "research" purposes, obviously.)
First, the elephant in the room (or, let's be real, the lack of an actual elephant): Accessibility. And Let's Start REAL!
Now, look, I'm not a mobility expert. BUT. I'm a human. And I looked. This place claims accessibility. And, honestly, it seemed pretty decent. Wheelchair accessible? Check. Elevator? Check. I didn't see any major hurdles. It's Flagstaff, not the Himalayas, so the layout is fairly reasonable. There are some rooms better than others. They did it better than other properties in Flagstaff.
On-Site Accessible Restaurants / Lounges: Let's be real!
This is where things get a little… tricky. It's Flagstaff. It's not exactly a culinary Mecca. The Comfort Inn? No in-house restaurant, I swear. There’s a coffee shop. It's got to be in the proximity, so the accessible restaurants in the area are a big draw for the property. If you have the patience and ability, you can easily find a fantastic restaurant in Flagstaff.
OKAY, FINE, THE NITTY-GRITTY STUFF (BUT IT’S IMPORTANT!)
- Internet, Glorious Internet: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms, y'all! And, it mostly worked. There's also LAN access if you're rocking the ancient technology. I mean, let’s be real, we’re all glued to our phones these days, right? Though, I did have a moment where I almost lost my connection while live-streaming my dinner. I’m an influencer, okay!
- Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The options are… well, they exist. Buffet breakfast? Standard fare. Think scrambled eggs that might be real, some sad-looking pastries, and coffee that’ll jolt you awake but probably won't win any awards. There's a snack bar.
- Cleanliness and Safety (The Really Important Stuff): This is where the Comfort Inn shines. Seriously. They’ve got anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, and staff trained in safety protocols. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Yep. My room smelled clean. Like, actually, REALLY clean. And in these crazy times, that's a huge comfort. They have hand sanitizer stations everywhere. They’re taking it, and you seriously, seriously appreciate it. There is cashless payment service.
The Relaxation Rundown:
Okay, deep breaths. It’s a Comfort Inn. It’s not a spa paradise. There’s a swimming pool (outdoor). It looked refreshing, but it was chilly out when I was there, so I chickened out. No spa, sauna, steamroom, sadly. So, manage your expectations. This is for practical relaxation.
Things To Do (Beyond the Usual):
- The "Things To Do" thing: Flagstaff is ALL about the outdoors. Hiking, biking - it's Flagstaff! I'm talking hiking. And, the hotel is perfectly positioned to do exactly that.
- Meeting/Banquet Facilities: They've got them. Big deal if you're just there for a getaway.
- The "For the Kids" Stuff: They claim to be family-friendly. You do you, parents. I didn't see any actual kids wandering around, but I'm sure they'd survive.
The Room Itself: My Personal Sanctuary (Mostly)
- Air Conditioning: Thank God. It was summertime in Flagstaff. You need this.
- Blackout Curtains: YES! Sleep is precious.
- Coffee/Tea Maker: Essential for surviving the morning.
- Free Bottled Water: A nice touch.
- Internet Access – Wireless (Wi-Fi [free]): Yep, again, It worked.
- Desk, Laptop Workspace: If you have to do work… sorry.
- Non-smoking: Good for everyone.
- Refrigerator: Useful for keeping your leftover pizza.
- Shower: It had water… and soap.
- Wake-up Service: Surprisingly reliable.
- Window that Opens: I love that.
Getting Around (Because, Let's Be Honest, You're Driving):
- Car Park [free of charge]: Big bonus. Flagstaff parking can be a nightmare.
- Airport Transfer: They do that too? Nice!
- Car power Charging Station: Didn't see that one.
Now, for that juicy, heartfelt, slightly unhinged review that I mentioned…
Okay, here’s the real deal. I needed a place to crash after an epic (and exhausting) hike. This Comfort Inn, this Lucky Lane specifically, was just what I needed.
I was tired, sunburned, and probably smelled like a yak. I just wanted… a bed. And a shower. And maybe some… silence. (The silence of a non-camping, air-conditioned room.)
The room itself? It's a Comfort Inn. Don't expect the Ritz. But it was clean. The bed was comfortable enough. The shower had hot water that miraculously didn't run out. And the blackout curtains? Glorious. I slept like a baby. (Or, at least, like a slightly cranky, dehydrated hiker.)
The One, True Thing I Remember
I have to tell you about the unintended highlight. I was feeling a little glum. My hike had been… challenging (read: I got lost for a bit, and my "trail mix" turned out to be a collection of stale pretzels). And there I was back at the hotel. I was about to just collapse on the bed but I didn't. There was a small, unassuming TV. I'm not a huge TV person. But you know what? It was right there. And then, I saw it: The movie Cheaper by the Dozen.
And I. Just. Wallowed in it. It was stupid, silly pure comfort food. And it felt amazing.
Okay, okay so that wasn't a perfect experience. But that night, in that bed, under those blackout curtains, watching that terrible movie? That was heaven. It was the simple, unspectacular, perfectly ordinary kind of heaven. And that's what the Comfort Inn Lucky Lane is really about.
So, Here's My Pitch. My Honest-to-Goodness Call to Action:
Forget the fancy hotels. Forget the overpriced Airbnbs. If you’re looking for a clean, comfortable, and convenient base camp for your Flagstaff adventure, book the Comfort Inn Lucky Lane. It’s not perfect. It’s not fancy. But it works. And sometimes… that’s all you need.
Here's what it boils down to:
- Clean and Safe: They care, genuinely care, about making it safe for you.
- Location, Location, Location: Close to everything (and far from the crazy).
- The Unexpected Comfort: You might just find your own moment. Your own "Cheaper By the Dozen" moment.
- Value: Seriously, it's a great deal for what you get.
My Offer (Because, Why Not?): This isn't sponsored. I'm not getting paid. But if you mention "The Cheaper by the Dozen" experience in the hotel lobby (you know, when you check-in - wink), they might, just might, give you a free extra packet of those little, individually-wrapped cookies at the breakfast buffet. (Okay, I made that up. But seriously, book it. Before I do.)
Book Now, You Crazy Diamond! (And Tell Them I Sent You - Tell Them!)
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because here's the least-polished, most-likely-to-go-sideways itinerary for my Flagstaff adventure, centering around the luxurious (ahem) Comfort Inn on Lucky Lane. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions, questionable food choices, and the inevitable "where did I park the car?" moments.
Day 1: Arrival, Existential Dread, and Questionable Pizza
- 1:00 PM - 1:30 PM: The Great Escape (Finally!) - Land in Phoenix. The usual airport chaos. I’m already sweating before I even see the rental car, and the smell in the terminal is…distinct. (Is that stale coffee and desperation? Seems about right.)
- 1:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Road Trip to Nowhere (Well, Flagstaff) - Okay, so the GPS lady decided to take me on a scenic route. Seriously, I’m pretty sure I saw tumbleweeds judging my driving. The radio is terrible. I’m halfway considering learning to play the harmonica just to have some entertainment. My emotional reaction? Mild panic. Am I going to make it? Will I make it sane?
- 4:00 PM - 4:30 PM: Comfort Inn Check-in – The Moment of Truth - Okay, so this place is… charming in a "lived-in" kind of way. The lobby smells vaguely of chlorine and old carpet. The reception lady is definitely overworked. I’m giving big fake smile, because, you know, gotta get the key.
- 4:30 PM - 6:00 PM: The Room – Assess and Acceptance - The room itself… is… functional. It’s got a bed. (Is it clean? We'll find out.) The TV is bigger than my apartment, and the view is… well, it's of another Comfort Inn room. (Seriously, is this a Comfort Inn convention?) I'm contemplating the universe, my life choices, and the subtle beige of the curtains. It's either this or a hostel, so, let’s be grateful, right?
- 6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Dinner and Meltdown (Maybe) - I, very specifically, researched the best pizza place. It’s an easy win…or so I thought. Turns out, "best pizza in the world" is subjective. This pizza is… well, it's pizza. The crust is like cardboard, the cheese tastes vaguely of plastic, and my expectations are crushed. I just ate a whole pizza. My expectations for the entire vacation are now, sadly, low.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime: Contemplation and Prayer – And the TV. - Back at the room, I'm fighting with the TV remote. Which is harder than it should be? I found a marathon of some 90s sitcom, which feels… oddly comforting. I have no idea what’s going on, but I’m content. I'm going to get some sleep. I hope I don't see any clowns in my dreams. (I have a thing about clowns.)
Day 2: Big Sky Energy, And a LOT of Hiking.
- 7:00 AM - 8:00 AM: Breakfast - The Continental "Adventure" - Free Breakfast! (Or, as the hotel calls it, "Free Breakfast". The coffee tastes like despair, the "fruit" is clearly a distant cousin of actual fruit, and the mini-muffins are suspiciously perfect. Still, a good base to start running.
- 8:00 AM - 10:00 AM: Grand Canyon, Baby!! – Driving to the Grand Canyon. Pictures don't do it justice. Holy hell, the scale of this place. Standing there… I’m a tiny speck about to be blown away. Complete awe. It’s beautiful; the size of the canyon has me questioning my entire existance. I think I’ve officially found my existential crisis. It’s truly… spectacular. I nearly trip into it, but I’m okay.
- 10:00 AM - 3:00 PM: Hiking (the actual adventure) – North Kaibab Trail (Partial) - I'm no hiker. I’m pretty sure the last time I exerted myself like this, I was running away from… something. Here's the thing: it was hard. My lungs burn, my legs feel like jelly, and I hate everything. But – and this is where it gets weird - it’s also amazing. The views, the sounds of nature… it’s like all the stress and the bad pizza melted away. (I wouldn’t recommend the whole thing, though. Maybe do a little. The trail is crazy.)
- 3:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Hiking Post-Mortem and Snack Time. - I'm on a bench eating those protein bars. I’m very sweaty and tired. Can't wait to take a shower.
- 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Flagstaff Town - The Tourist Trap - I'm gonna wander around the tourist trap that is Flagstaff. Souvenir shops and the like - I want to get some kind of momento. Not sure what I'm getting.
- 6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Dinner – Trying Again - Okay, I'm going to get a good meal. I'm tired of bad food. This time, I'm definitely using Yelp. I'm hoping for something memorable… (wish me luck).
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime: Another TV marathon, and maybe the pool? - If I'm still alive.
Day 3: Geology, Goodbyes, and the Dreaded Drive
- 7:00 AM - 8:00 AM: Same breakfast, new day of despair. - This time, I'm mixing the coffee with the orange juice. Regrets? Maybe.
- 8:00 AM - 11:00 AM: Arizona Snowbowl: I'm headed to the Arizona Snowbowl. Even though it's the off-season, I can still appreciate the beauty. Taking the scenic chairlift just to breathe the fresh mountain air. I had to spend a brief moment in awe of what was in front of me.
- 11:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Sunset Crater and Wupatki National Monuments - The volcanoes and the craters… seriously cool. I'm feeling a little more scientifically minded after learning about the different lava flows. I also made up a whole theory about alien existence based on the rock formations.
- 1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Lunch and Reflection: - I'm pretty exhausted. I want to go home.
- 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Drive Back - The Last Hurrah - So, the trip is ending, and all I can think about is getting home.
- 4:00 PM onwards: The Return of the Real. - Finally, a flight. The airport is just as busy as I left it.
- 4:00 PM: The End (Maybe?): Goodbye Comfort Inn! Goodbye Flagstaff! Thank you for the memories (even the questionable pizza ones). Hello, reality. I'm both excited and exhausted. I'll never forget this.
Important Considerations:
- Food: I'm open to recommendations, but be warned – I have discerning taste buds (and a small budget).
- Flexibility: This is a suggestion. I’ll probably change things on a whim.
- Mental Health: This itinerary might cause existential dread. Proceed with caution.
- The Car: Pray it starts every day. It's old.
- The Pool: There’s a pool at the Comfort Inn. I might… I probably won't.
Alright, wish me luck. I'm going to need it.
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Comfort Inn Lucky Lane I-40: Flagstaff's "Best-Kept Secret"?? Let's UNPACK That...
Okay, "Best-Kept Secret"? Really? What's the DEAL with this place?
Alright, alright, let's dive in. "Best-Kept Secret" is *maybe* a stretch. More like… a hotel with… a reputation. It's the Comfort Inn on Lucky Lane, right off I-40. You see the sign, you figure, "Cheap room, good enough." And sometimes, yeah, it *is* good enough. Sometimes. It's not the Ritz. It’s not the Four Seasons. It’s a Comfort Inn. Emphasis on *comfort*. But the Lucky Lane location gives it this… *vibe*. It's slightly… mysterious. Maybe a little… dicey? (More on that later.) But the core of it? It's a budget-friendly crash pad for road-trippers, hikers, and folks who just need a place to lay their weary heads in Flagstaff. The "secret" part? Maybe it's the slightly *unpredictable* nature of your stay...
Cleanliness: The elephant (or questionable stain) in the room?
Okay, confession time: Cleanliness is… a mixed bag. Let me put it this way: I once stayed there after a grueling hike in the Grand Canyon, utterly *wrecked*. Too tired to care. The bathroom? Well, let's just say I've seen cleaner restrooms at a truck stop. There was… something… on the mirror that I *really* didn't want to analyze. But, my exhaustion triumphed! I collapsed into bed and woke up miraculously fine! You know, sometimes you just HAVE to let go of control and embrace the unknown. On the *other* hand, I've also had stays where the room was perfectly acceptable, even… dare I say… *clean*. Think of it as a gamble. You pays your money, you takes your chances! Bring your own Clorox wipes. Seriously.
Breakfast: Continental Comfort or Roadside Disaster?
The breakfast... Ah, yes. The Continental Breakfast. Often part of the "comfort" equation. It's… basic. Think: pre-packaged danishes with suspicious fillings, the usual bagels (possibly slightly stale), instant oatmeal that tastes kinda like cardboard, and coffee strong enough to strip paint (which, let’s be honest, is sometimes a plus, depending on the night before). I’m being kind. I've walked in there and thought, "Is this what the apocalypse will be like?" But, you know what? Sometimes, after a long drive, that slightly-suspect bagel hits the spot. It's a nostalgic kind of bad, if that makes sense. Don't expect miracles... just expect *something* to fuel your day. And maybe some antacids.
The Location! The *Vibe*! What's the deal with *Lucky Lane*?!
Alright, this is where things get… interesting. Lucky Lane. It's sort of… this little pocket of… let's call it "character." It might look like a regular place...but things happen. It's right off the highway, so you get the constant hum of traffic. You also get… (and this is my *opinion*)… a clientele that’s a little rough around the edges. I've seen some… *stuff*… parked there. Let's just leave it at that. And you know what I mean? The *feeling* you get. It's not *dangerous*, per se, but you might not want to wander around alone at 2 AM. It's… the kind of place where your car insurance claims might be *very* happy you chose a good policy. On the flipside, this proximity to the highway *is* convenient. And hey, maybe you *like* a little grit. Maybe you're road-tripping and just need a place to crash for a night. It fits that bill perfectly.
The Staff: Angels or Demons? (or Just… Tired?)
The staff… bless their hearts. Okay, let's be realistic: this isn't the Four Seasons concierge service. They're usually… functional. They’re the kind of folks who've seen it all, heard it all, and just want to get through their shift. I’ve had some check-ins where the person behind the counter looked like they hadn't slept in a week. (Valid after a long bus trip, I've been there).I've also had some surprisingly pleasant interactions. It really depends on the day, the shift, the phase of the moon… Be polite. Be patient. And, for Pete’s sake, don’t be the person who yells at them. They’re just doing a job. Remember, you are dealing with human beings… probably.
The Pool. Does it even *exist*? And should you swim in it?
The pool… Ah, the pool. I believe it's there. I've never been brave enough to venture in. I've *seen* it. It's… a pool. Possibly chlorinated. Possibly containing other things. My advice? Admire it from a distance. There are far better swimming spots in Flagstaff. Unless you're feeling particularly adventurous… or possibly immune to everything. Then, by all means, dive on in! (But maybe bring a hazmat suit.)
Value for Money: Worth the risk?
Alright, the million-dollar question: Is it worth it? Look, is it the prettiest place you'll ever stay? No. Will you always be thrilled with the room? Probably not. Will it make a good story? Likely. BUT: If you're on a budget and just need a bed for a night, it's *usually* fine. And, let's be honest, Flagstaff can be expensive, especially during peak season. Comfort Inn Lucky Lane is consistently one of the *cheapest* options. So, yeah, it's a gamble. But for the price? Sometimes, it’s worth taking a chance. Just… bring the Clorox wipes. And maybe a pair of noise-canceling headphones, for all that exciting traffic. And perhaps, a guardian angel.
My One Terrible Experience (and Why I Still Might Go Back)
Okay, I gotta tell you this one. Years ago, fresh out of college, I was driving cross-country with a friend. We were *exhausted*. Flagstaff was our planned stopping point. And yep... we chose the Lucky LaneLuxury Stay Blog

