Hostels are always my go to when traveling. They provide cheap accommodations and better yet, a hub for making friends and loads of good memories. However, on my recent trip to Las Vegas, I learned an important lesson about hostelling. There is a time and a place, and Las Vegas is not one of them.
Upon checking into our hostel in Las Vegas I knew we had made a mistake, but knowing full well I had missed the free of charge cancellation window, we decided to keep an open mind and give it a shot.
I was so confused- the ratings online were above average, and even boasted fun parties and activities, but this was not the case. The less than enthusiastic staff informed us no activities were happening and the online advertisement of a daily 1pm pool party was actually just a list of free pools we could enter if we wanted.
Still trying to be optimistic, we went to our room, had a drink, and tried not to think about the hell whole of a hostel we had sadly trusted our trip with. After many attempts of talking to people in the common room and no one seeming to be up for any sort of casino or pub-crawl we went out on our own.
In the morning, I came to and looked around. We were sharing the bottom bunk closest to the air in an attempt to get some decent sleep, and with one look at my Spiderman pillowcase and smoke stained curtains, I shot up out a bed and announced, “WE ARE CHECKING OUT!”
In minutes I was online booking a room at Planet Hollywood, a beautiful, central on the strip resort hotel for $55. And it was AMAZING. With a view of the famous Bellagio water show, the Paris Hotel Eiffel Tower next door, amazing pool parties, and more, I knew I had made the right choice.
True, I lost my $25 from the second night of the hostel, but I would have lost something much greater, the REAL Vegas experience. You could stay there a week in a hostel, or 3 nights in a fabulous, glittering resort. Quality verses quantity at its best.
As travelers, and often budget backpackers, we must make important decisions about our accommodation. However, how much are we willing to compromise for cheapness? Comfort? Quality? Experience? Maybe longer isn’t always better. I am always an advocate of good value, but what I learned from this experience is that value is sometimes measured in more than dollars.