Baymont by Wyndham Ridgecrest Ridgecrest (CA) United States

Escape to Ridgecrest: Your Baymont Wyndham Oasis Awaits!

Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we’re diving HEADFIRST into the Escape to Ridgecrest: Your Baymont Wyndham Oasis Awaits! experience. Forget those cookie-cutter hotel reviews; we're going full-on, warts-and-all, honest-to-goodness real.

First things first, let's talk access. Look, as someone who's navigated the world with… well, let's just say my legs occasionally disagree on the direction, accessibility is HUGE. And I gotta say, Escape to Ridgecrest seems to get it. Wheelchair accessible? Check. Elevators that (gasp!) actually work? Double-check. This ain’t some after-thought: it’s thoughtfully designed. Facilities for disabled guests? They've got ‘em. A+ from me for that. Now, if only all hotels were this considerate…

Internet, Internet, Internet! (Said in my best dramatic opera voice). Okay, I need the internet to live, y’know? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! YES! And not the wimpy, dial-up-in-the-90s kind either. Solid Wi-Fi, enough to stream a movie (or five). Internet [LAN] is there too, if that floats your boat (it doesn’t float mine, I'm all about the wireless life). They offer Internet services broadly which is good. And for gods sake, Wi-Fi in public areas, please, it's 2024!

Now, let's get to what really matters: THINGS TO DO & WAYS TO RELAX.

Okay, the swimming pool [outdoor]…Listen, the desert sun melts you. The pool is a must. And let me tell you, after a day baking under the Ridgecrest sun the pool with view felt like pure, unadulterated heaven. Just bobbing there, staring at the endless blue sky…bliss. Speaking of relaxation, they make an effort. Sauna, Spa/sauna are available – though let’s be honest, after the Ridgecrest heat, the sauna is probably the last place you'd want to be. The spa, though? Tempting. Didn't get a chance to try it, but I might have to make a second trip just for the Body scrub and Body wrap.

They've got a Fitness center and Gym/fitness. Look, I intend to use those things. In theory. In reality, I mostly spent my time…well, see above with the pool. But hey, at least the option is there! And for those of you who dig that sort of thing.

CLEANLINESS & SAFETY: They're taking it seriously. I saw Anti-viral cleaning products clearly in use, and the staff all seemed to be following protocols. Rooms sanitized between stays. Bonus points for that. I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so I appreciated the effort. Hand sanitizer everywhere, which is a relief. Rooms sanitized between stays. Breakfast in room? Didn't try it, but knowing I could order it is a plus. Daily disinfection in common areas and Staff trained in safety protocol are also good.

DINING, DRINKING, AND SNACKING: Okay, this is where it got interesting. They boast a Restaurants, the Poolside bar is essential. Loved it. They offer a Buffet in restaurant, I'm there. Coffee/tea in restaurant is essential to me. I'm all about that caffeine life. I'm not sure what the Asian cuisine in restaurant is like, but I'm intrigued. Snack bar is always welcome.

SERVICES AND CONVENIENCES: This is where Escape to Ridgecrest does its best work! Daily housekeeping? Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! Also, Cash withdrawal is super helpful for those of us who still use actual money. Concierge? They were friendly and helpful. Laundry service and Dry cleaning are a good touch for longer stays. They offer Air conditioning in public area (thank god).

FOR THE KIDS: I don't have kids, but they got Babysitting service, Kids facilities, and a Kids meal.

IN THE ROOMS (the juicy bits): Air conditioning (praise be!), Blackout curtains (essential for sleeping in past dawn, let's be honest), Desk, very important for those work-from-hotel types. Mini bar always gets my attention, as does the Refrigerator. You have Internet access – wireless, In-room safe box, Coffee/tea maker (my lifeblood), Bathrobes, Free bottled water (appreciated!).

Getting Around: Car park [free of charge]. Boom. No extra fees. Thank you. Taxi service is available. Airport transfer.

Okay, my one true story to focus on, and the reason I'm really glad I stayed there: The Pool.

I arrived utterly beat from the journey. So, I went straight for the pool. The desert sun was brutal, and the air was dry. The moment I lowered myself into that water? Pure, fizzy, brain-reset magic. I felt all the stress melt away. Just floating there, watching the clouds drift by, felt like the world's best reset button was hit. I spent hours in that pool. It was… therapeutic. Like, pay-a-therapist-money therapeutic. I even overheard some other guests gushing. We created a mini-community around the pool… it was awesome. That’s what made this stay truly special.

BUT, did everything go off without a single hiccup? Of course not!

The Wi-Fi cut out at the exact wrong time, during a crucial work call. (Minor freakout, handled it, but still.)
I'm pretty sure the coffee maker in my room was older than me. But, it got the job done.
The breakfast buffet, while good, didn't have my favorite hot sauce.

FINAL VERDICT:

Look, Escape to Ridgecrest: Your Baymont Wyndham Oasis Awaits! isn’t perfect. But hey, neither am I! It’s clean, comfortable, the staff is friendly, and the pool is worth the price of admission alone. They're trying to make it great for everyone: the accessibility is fantastic, there are a lot of facilities to use. You could do way worse. I had a good time, and that’s what matters.

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Baymont by Wyndham Ridgecrest Ridgecrest (CA) United States

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is a Baymont by Wyndham Ridgecrest experience, folks. Get ready for a rollercoaster of highs, lows, and questionable breakfast decisions.

Day 1: Arrival & The Dust Bowl Delight (aka, The Journey Begins!)

Morning (aka, The "I Didn't Realize I Needed a Nap Before the Trip" Phase): Finally, after a horrendous drive (seriously, California's traffic is an evil, sentient being), we arrive! The Baymont, bless its air-conditioned heart, is… well, it's a Baymont. You get what you pay for, right? My initial reaction? Relief. Pure, unadulterated relief that I wasn't still crammed in the car. The check-in was smooth, the lobby smelled faintly of chlorine and ambition, and the woman at the desk had a smile that could melt glaciers. Or maybe that was just the exhaustion talking.
Afternoon (aka, "Is That Heat?" Phase): Unpack. Fail. The suitcase explosions were epic. After a quick shower (which, thankfully, had decent water pressure), decided to hit the pool. Big mistake. The sun here hits different. Think desert, but on your skin. Spent about 30 minutes turning a shade of lobster, and then retreated back inside for sweet, sweet air conditioning.
Evening (aka, The "Craving for Taco Bell, But Also a Real Meal" Conundrum): After a nap (needed after the pool, the unpacking and the drive), finally venture out into Ridgecrest. Oh boy. After a quick search, we stumbled upon some place that claimed to have the best tacos in town. Well, they were good, not great. You could go to the local diner for some classic American fare, but I'm not entirely sure of what kind of food it is.

Day 2: Ridgecrest Reconnaissance and The Mysterious Gas Station Snack

Morning (aka, The "Breakfast of Champions (Maybe)" Phase): Free breakfast. Baymont breakfast. You know the drill: questionable cereal, lukewarm coffee that tastes vaguely of motor oil, and those sad little pre-packaged muffins that whisper, "Don't eat me." Still, I ate them. Gotta fuel the adventure, even if that fuel is questionable.
Afternoon (aka, The "Desert Driving and Existential Dread" Phase): Decided to explore. Drove out into the desert. It’s… a lot of nothing. And by "a lot of nothing," I mean stunning, haunting emptiness. It’s beautiful in a completely desolate way. The sheer scale is mind-blowing. The silence is deafening. Suddenly, you start questioning your life choices. Am I truly happy? Do I regret my bagel choice this morning? Existential dread in the desert; it's a thing, people.
Evening (aka, The "Gas Station Goldmine" Phase): Seriously, gas stations here are a serious thing. There’s no easy access here in the city, gotta buy from the store. Found a gas station. Found a random assortment of jerky, questionable energy drinks, and a bag of what looked suspiciously like astronaut ice cream. Bought it all. Regrets? Maybe. Deliciousness? Surprisingly, yes.
Midnight (aka, Insomnia and Doomscrolling): Couldn't sleep. The silence of the desert gets to you, combined with the lingering effects of the astronaut ice cream. Started doomscrolling on my phone. Found a documentary about the world's worst deserts. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Watched until I started questioning everything. My existence, the Baymont's choice of decor, the meaning of… everything.

Day 3: The Desert, Again, and The Unexpected Beauty

Morning (aka, "Caffeine Recovery Time" Phase): The hotel coffee wasn't going to cut it. Needed the big guns. Found a local coffee shop. They made a decent mocha, which was a lifeline.
Afternoon (aka, "Another Desert, Another Revelation" Phase): Okay, full disclosure: I had to go back out to the desert. Weird, huh? But this time, the light was different. The shadows were longer. The air had this… magic to it. I saw a hawk circling, soaring on the wind. Found a weird, but beautiful, rock formation. Actually felt a little moved by the vastness and the silence. It was… unexpectedly spiritual. Whoa.
Evening (aka, "Dinner Disaster and Redemption" Phase): Went to a highly-rated restaurant in town. Booked a table. It was awful! The food was bland, the service was nonexistent, and the air conditioning was blasting so cold it could freeze your very soul. Bad review. After ditching, grabbed a pizza at a local place. Surprisingly delicious.
Night (aka, The "Goodnight Ridgecrest" Phase): Back in the Baymont. Sat on the balcony (yes, my room had a balcony, it's the little things) and watched the stars. The sky out here is unreal. So many stars. So much… space. Feeling a little less existential, a little more… hopeful? Maybe. Or maybe it was just the pizza talking.

Day 4: Departure & The Bitter Sweet Goodbye.

Morning (aka, "Baymont Bake-Off – Attempt 2" Phase): Okay, I have to get this right this time. Breakfast. This time, I skipped the muffins and aimed for the waffle maker. Nailed it. Golden-brown, slightly crispy, a triumph of the human spirit.
Afternoon (aka, The "Homeward Bound… With a Touch of Regret" Phase): Packing. Once again, utter chaos. But. I actually kind of liked this strange little town, and that desert. It was quiet and desolate and even a little strange, but it has my heart. Goodbye Ridgecrest, you beautiful, dust-covered enigma.
Evening (aka, The "Post-Trip Blues" Phase): The long drive home. Traffic. Existential thoughts. The usual. But this time, there's a tiny little smile on my face. I’m probably never going back. But, I will never forget Ridgecrest. The Baymont. The dust. The infinite sky. And the astronaut ice cream. Oh, the astronaut ice cream… Until next time!

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Escape to Ridgecrest: Your Baymont Wyndham Oasis Awaits! (Or...Does It?) - FAQs That Actually Answer Stuff (Maybe)

Okay, so...Ridgecrest. Why Ridgecrest? (And, more importantly, WHY Baymont Wyndham?)

Alright, deep breath. Ridgecrest. Look, sometimes life throws you a curveball, and that curveball is... a temporary job assignment, a visit to a distant relative, or, in my case, a sudden urge to see the edge of the Mojave. Ridgecrest is... well, it's *there*. It's convenient to a LOT of desert-y things, if you're into that. And the Baymont Wyndham? Honestly? Budget, and (whispers) a small flicker of hope that a Wyndham *might* be slightly less… depressing than a generic roadside motel. Plus, there's a pool. More on that later.

I went in with a very, *very* low bar. Let's be honest.

And, well... it wasn't TERRIBLE. But it also wasn't exactly paradise.

Is the breakfast buffet actually edible? The online photos look... optimistic.

Oh, the breakfast buffet. That's a whole *experience* in itself. The photos... they employ some serious filter magic, I'm telling you. Think of it like this: imagine the breakfast from a hospital cafeteria... but with slightly more variety. There's often a sad-looking selection of pre-made waffles (they're like cardboard, honestly). The scrambled eggs are… well, they're *there*. The sausage patties? Questionable. The bagels are usually rock-hard. But, look, there’s usually *something*. And coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. Which you’ll need to get through it. I swear, I powered through the entire stay on sheer will and caffeine.

My advice? Stick to the toast and maybe a piece of fruit if you're brave. Or, you know, just bring your own snacks. I regret NOTHING about my secret stash of protein bars and instant oatmeal.

The Pool! Is it swimmable? Is it clean? Is it, dare I say, enjoyable?

Ah, the pool. This is a big topic. The pool *was* the selling point for me. And let me tell you – the pool is… a mixed bag. It’s the kind of pool that gives off vibes of "been there, done that," almost like the ghosts of previous guests. And honestly? That's a bit of a buzzkill.

So, is it swimmable? Yes. Is it clean? Mostly! (I *may* have seen a rogue leaf or two, clinging for dear life to the edge). Is it enjoyable? THAT depends. One day, it was glorious. Sunshine, just the right temperature, and practically empty. I'm talking, pure, unadulterated relaxation. Bliss.

Then… the next day. Kids. And not just kids. Kids who were, let's just say, *enthusiastically* splashing. Like, splash wars, complete with screams and a healthy dose of chlorine. So, "enjoyable" becomes relative. I retreated. My advice? Go early. Be vigilant. Bring earplugs, just in case. Really. It's worth it.

What about the internet? Is it reliable? Because I heard rumors…

Oh good lord, the internet. This is a story in itself. Rumors, you say? Oh, they were *true*. The internet is… temperamental. Think of it as a moody teenager. It works when it wants to, and sometimes, it just… doesn’t. Streaming movies? Forget about it. Uploading photos? Took an hour. Trying to check email? Prepare for buffering and frustration.

There was one particularly harrowing evening where I needed to send a very important email, and the internet just decided to take a nap. I paced. I swore (a lot). I even considered going to the lobby. Eventually, after a good amount of yelling at my laptop, it worked. But the stress… the sheer, utter stress… it was a lot. So, pack your patience, people. And maybe download your essentials before you arrive. Or better yet, embrace the digital detox. (Though, I failed at that one).

Are the rooms actually clean? I've read some reviews…

Clean? Let's just say "passably so." The sheets seemed clean enough. The bathroom... well, it *looked* like it had been cleaned. (I didn’t go around checking crevices, mind you, but I had some trust.)

The air conditioning unit? Hmmm. Worked, sure. But it also made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a tiny, angry robot trying to escape. (Which, honestly, kind of amused me.) I wouldn’t say sparkling, but it didn't exactly scream health hazard.

One thing I *will* say: Check the corners. Always. And maybe bring some Clorox wipes. Just in case. You know, for peace of mind. Me? I'm a bit of a germophobe so I brought my own. No regrets.

Is there anything to do in Ridgecrest besides, you know, be in Ridgecrest?

Okay, this is a fair question. Let’s be honest, Ridgecrest isn’t exactly known for its vibrant nightlife. But it’s a good jumping-off point. You're close to Death Valley (which is amazing… and HOT), Red Rock Canyon (pretty!), and the Trona Pinnacles (seriously weird and cool). There are a few restaurants. Be prepared to drive. (I ate at the same place, and I won't say it was great, but at least they had beer.)

My advice? Go explore. Get out of the hotel. Embrace the desert. And maybe pack a good book. And a decent map. And a very, *very* good supply of water. Seriously, don't underestimate the desert.

Would you recommend the Baymont Wyndham in Ridgecrest? Be honest.

It depends. If you're looking for a five-star luxury experience? Absolutely not. If you need a place to crash, with a (potentially) swimmable pool, convenient location and a decent price, and you're willing to be a little flexible and have a sense of humor about things? Then… sure. It’s not the worst place I've ever stayed. But let's be clear, it's *not* exactly a romantic getaway. It's Ridgecrest. Embrace its… charms. Or, at the very least, itsStay While You Wander