The Jones Sisters (Mary (Birthday), Regina, Annette, Liz, and Toni) stayed at Homewood Suites by Hilton, East Chase Parkway, Montgomery, AL for a Sisters’ weekend (9/20-23/24). Each staff member was so friendly and helpful. We enjoyed all of the amenities at Homewood Suites and we didn’t lack anything. We are so blessed to stay at Homewood Suites for over 12 years that treats us as family. Mr. Michael Modozie continues to manage a team that go the extra mile and make sure customers are pleased. We thank everyone that made our weekend another great year with great memories!
A very assessable location situated just off the Interstate, about a 15 minute drive to Downtown and state capitol. Plenty of parking, rooms comfortable, clean and spacious, good choice breakfast included. Staff very helpful and informative.
My overnight stay was perfect. My check in was fast and easy. There were carts available in the lobby to carry my luggage to the room. The room was clean and newly renovated. The free breakfast was hot and fresh with a nice selection of food and beverages. Checkout was a breeze.My bill was exactly as previously quoted. The clerks at check in and check out were friendly and helpful when answering my questions or concerns. I would definitely stay there again.
We arrived about 1pm from an long drive and was scared we couldn’t check in and boom soon we walked in we get welcome to embassy how may we help you so we was like want to check in early and the lady with the short hair cut didn’t get her name but wear clear glasses was hold please and called someone and we had a room that was so amazing we was tried from a long drive when getting our keys go to the room to the room was just clean the freshness of the room sheets was warm we love it. Keep up the awesome work everyone 👌
It started woth a 30 minute check in because the computers are circa 1992 and struggling with the windows XP update. It was some of the best service you will ever get (it really was amazingly friendly. Almost too friendly. Almost a declaration that this would be the last moment of peace I would ever experience in this life. but I digress) It took thirty minutes because the card reader thingy isn’t working very well. In that moment I should have known; but I didn’t. He pointed me to a well-oiled, somewhat dented and clearly broken-in historically registered elevator and said-“that way to the second floor sir!” (How did he know I was in the military? What a nice guy). I entered the hollow metal death tube eerily reminiscent to Disney’s epic Tower of Terror and I thought “Hold on man-you can do this. It’s a good thing you’re not claustrophobic.” This would be the last rational thought I would have for 12 to 72 hours. I hit the button and stood up straight—to the penthouse here I come! That’s when the power went out. My friendly attendant called out, “Just a moment sir, I know just what to do.” With delicate ease he placed the fireman’s call key into the slot and the power came on. “Just hit floor number two sir!” I would like to tell you that in that moment I had presence of mind to leave that hotel elevator taking my chances on the contractor’s garbage laden stairs; but I didn’t. No, I proudly punched that button and whiz pop it hurtled towards the skies…for about six inches. Then the power went out. He started resetting as I repeated pushed the exceptionally loud elevator buzzer (who hasn’t wanted to do that?) and yelled out, “Somebody call 9-1-1.” ( I did it loud and with intensity and just short of those words I’m not allowed to use without quarters for the jar.) BUZZ HELP! BUZZ HELP BUZZ HELP! I think I may have heard panic and a little crying from the other side of the door. (Sometimes at night I can still hear the crying). Over the top? Yes. But when I stopped the buzzing an eerie silence hung heavy in the air and I heard a heard a faint, “So I should call the Fire Department then?” (He was on the line with his GM.) I responded with “Great! Better call him in too!” Now I know what you must be wondering, did I remember the wisdom of Dwight Shrute and establish a hygiene corner? The answer is yes, but thankfully I was too busy writing fan mail to my new friends at Choice Hotels corporate to use it. They haven’t responded to me yet and I really really want to get one of those yard skeletons left over from Halloween and leave it between the floors with a copy of my note: “Please send help, I’m stuck in an elevator at Comfort Inn in Montgomery Alabama. Running out of ai…” (But I digress). It was about that time I heard the distant sounds of sirens drawing near. (Good thing it was a slow night for fires in the capital city.) My fearless heroes called out to me from beyond the door. “Are you claust