Pulaski, TN's BEST Kept Secret: Motel 6 Frankewing - Unbelievable Deals!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on Pulaski, Tennessee's… wait for it… BEST Kept Secret: Motel 6 Frankewing - Unbelievable Deals! Now, before you roll your eyes and think, "Motel 6? Really?", hear me out. This isn't your grandma's roadside dump, okay? (Though, let's be honest, it might feel like Grandma's house, in a good way.)
First Impressions & The Accessibility Angle
Getting there? Piece of cake. Plenty of Car park [free of charge] – a lifesaver when you're hauling luggage and questionable life choices. Accessibility, well, they've got you covered. Facilities for disabled guests, an elevator, and reasonable access to rooms. This is important, people! (I once stayed at a "charming" B&B where the only way to my room was through a secret passage and a mime performance. Not ideal.)
Room Rundown: The Good, The… Character-Filled, and The (Almost) Ugly
Okay, let's talk rooms. And boy, do I have stories. They've got Air conditioning (essential for Southern summers – trust me, I've felt the swampy heat firsthand). Free Wi-Fi [free] in all rooms!, hallelujah! Gotta get those Insta-worthy pics of your travels, right? The Internet access – wireless is reliable, which is shocking and great to see. You've got your basic necessities like a Desk, a Refrigerator to keep your sweet tea cold, and a Coffee/tea maker for those early morning existential crises.
Now, here's where the "character" comes in. The decor? Let's call it… "classic Motel 6." Think muted colors, possibly a floral bedspread, and the faint smell of… well, let's just say it reminds you of your grandpa's garage. Not terrible, just… evocative. The Non-smoking rooms option is fantastic! And hey, the bathrooms though don't have a bathroom phone, but are otherwise functional and provide the essentials.
And the Wake-up service! Perfect if you have early meetings or are just trying to wake up before the sun. It's perfect if you forgot to set your alarm, too…
Food, Glorious Food (Or Lack Thereof?)
Dining, drinking, and snacking: this is where Motel 6 Frankewing is, shall we say, evolving. No Asian cuisine in restaurant. The Breakfast [buffet] is, from what I've heard from the front desk, a simple affair. Don't go expecting Michelin-star magic. But, hey, there's a Coffee shop, and a Snack bar right around the corner and that is usually enough for me (I'm a simple man). Breakfast takeaway service is available.
Services & Conveniences: Beyond the Basics
Look, they won't be offering you a Body scrub treatment. But a Convenience store is near by, so you can grab that late-night bag of chips and a Coke. They have Daily housekeeping, which is wonderful. Dry cleaning and Laundry service? Nope. You are on your own there. But that's okay, let's be real. The charm here is its no-frills approach!
Cleanliness & Safety: A Surprisingly Solid Showing
Okay, this is where Motel 6 Frankewing actually shines. Cleanliness and safety. Things like Anti-viral cleaning products in use, Daily disinfection in common areas, and the all-important Hand sanitizer stations. They’ve got this! Staff trained in safety protocol is a huge relief. There's also Security [24-hour] and Smoke alarms. That counts for a lot!
Things To Do & Ways to Relax (Spoiler: Not Spa Day)
This isn't a spa destination, folks. No Spa, Sauna, Steamroom, or Swimming pool. (Though, hey, maybe you can splash around in the kiddie pool later…) They have a Gym/fitness room! A small Gym/fitness room. The kind where you can work out on the treadmill and watch people go by.
The Bottom Line & My Verdict
Motel 6 Frankewing is NOT fancy. It's not trying to be. It's honest. It's affordable. And, honestly? It's got a certain… charm. If you need a clean, comfortable, and budget-friendly place to crash in Pulaski, TN, this place is definitely worth checking out. The staff is friendly (I have my reservations, haha!), the location is convenient, and the price? Unbeatable.
My Emotional Reaction:
- Good: Finding a gem that is safe is always a good thing!
- Bad: No pool. No spa.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is the Motel 6 Pulaski, TN, "I-think-I-need-a-shower-but-also-a-donut" edition. Let's get this train wreck rolling…
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread in Pulaski (Or, Why Did I Choose This?)
- 1:00 PM (ish): Arrived. Pulaski. Tennessee. The landscape is… well, it's green. Very, very green. Population: enough to support a Dollar General and a surprising number of antique stores. First thought: Did I accidentally drive into a Hallmark movie? Second thought: I hope there's a decent internet connection at Motel 6. (Spoiler alert: there might not be.) The check-in lady, bless her heart, looked like she'd seen a few things but not, judging by her smile, much happiness.
- 1:30 PM: The Room. Ah, the room. Okay, it smells vaguely of disinfectant and regret. It’s clean-ish, I’ll give them that. The bedspread looks like it’s been on a world tour of spills, but hey, it could be worse, right? I've seen worse. In much pricier hotels. There's a tiny, ancient TV strapped to the wall. I’m already picturing myself glued to it watching reruns until I forget who I am.
- 2:00 PM - 3:00 PM: Lunch: The "Gas Station Culinary Experience". Found a Subway a mile down a highway. Ordered a footlong, and proceeded to eat it in the car, looking around at the world, pondering the meaning of life, and the fact that I was actually eating a Subway sandwich in Pulaski, Tennessee. It’s the small things, right?
- 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Exploratory Drive/Panic Attack. Drove around. Found a historic square… well, it looked historic. Tried to get a feel for the place. Felt nothing. Maybe a slight buzzing in my ears. I started thinking about my to-do list back home. Started panicking. Is this what my life's come to? A Motel 6 in Pulaski? Must. Control. The. Breathing.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. The only viable option seemed to be that same Subway sandwich. Again. I ate it in the hotel room, staring out the window at the… um… traffic. The absolute highlight of the day was a truly epic sunset that turned the sky into a watercolor masterpiece, offering a glimmer of hope.
- 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: TV time. Fell asleep. Woke up. More TV. The cycle of sleep deprivation and regret had begun.
- 9:30 PM: Sleep. Well, attempted sleep under the questionable cover of the bedspread. I'm pretty sure I heard a mouse shuffling in the walls.
Day 2: Frankewing and the Unexplained Allure of Antiques
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast of champions. The complimentary "continental breakfast" at Motel 6 consisted of pre-packaged muffins and instant coffee that tasted suspiciously like dirt. I swear, it had a personality.
- 8:30 AM - 9:30 AM: Headed out and hit a store. It's an antique store. Who am I? I don't even like antiques. But there it was, this huge, dilapidated building bursting with… stuff. Old furniture, rusty tools, and enough porcelain dolls to haunt my nightmares for a week. There was a palpable sense of history hanging in the air, or maybe it was just dust.
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Explored Frankewing. Found a diner, which thankfully had coffee that tasted like actual coffee. Walked up in the town's old structures. Wondering what it would be like to live there.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch at the Diner. The food was… honest. It's the kind of place where the waitress calls you "honey" and knows everyone's order by heart. I ordered a burger. It was massive. I ate the whole thing. No regrets. Maybe. Probably regrets.
- 1:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Antique store round #2. I don’t know what possessed me. I’m not a collector. I’m not a history buff. But something about the place, the sheer volume of forgotten objects, captivated me. I spent hours wandering through aisles, handling dusty items, and feeling a strange connection to the people who once owned them. Found a cool-looking old book. It's a book of poems. Maybe I'll read it.
- 5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Dinner. Another Diner. It was the only game of chess.
- 6:30 PM - 9:00 PM: More TV. More self-reflection. More existential dread.
Day 3: Departure (and Lingering Questions)
- 8:00 AM: Another breakfast, another day. The muffins, however, were the same.
- 9:00 AM: One last look out the window. Goodbye, Pulaski. Goodbye, Frankewing. Did this trip change me? Not noticeably. Did I learn anything? Not sure. Did I get over my fear of porcelain dolls? Absolutely not.
- 9:30 AM: Hit the road, ready to tackle the world again.
- 10:00 AM: Already thinking about the next trip and the next Motel 6. I have a feeling this is going to be a long, strange trip. And I'm, somewhat, okay with that.
Is Motel 6 Frankewing REALLY a "Best Kept Secret" as the signs claim?
Oh, honey, let me tell you. That sign? The one proclaiming "Unbelievable Deals!" and the Best Kept Secret status? It's not exactly a *lie*. It’s more… aspirational. I mean, “secret” in the sense that you might *think* you're the last person on Earth to discover it. The "deals" are, well, they're there. Cheap. But sometimes you get what you pay for, and sometimes… you get a story. Like the time I stayed there during a particularly nasty thunderstorm and the *entire* motel seemed to be vibrating… with the rain and… something else. I swear I heard whispers from the… let's just say, the plumbing wasn't top notch.
What can I expect in terms of the rooms? Cleanliness? Amenities?
Okay, so, let's be real. Expectations management is key. Think… functional. Not fancy. Don't go expecting a spa tub, or a fluffy robe, or even *maybe* matching towels. Cleanliness is… variable. Let’s just say I've seen cleaner rooms, and I've seen… well, let’s *not* talk about what I've seen. The beds? Mostly comfortable, in a "slept in by someone else recently" kind of way. Think "lived-in and loved (maybe a little too much)." Amenities are… well, you get a bed, a TV, maybe a tiny bar of soap that's probably been there since the Reagan administration. Don't count on the Wi-Fi. Seriously, download some movies beforehand. You'll thank me later. There was this one time... let's just say there *were* ants. Not a huge infestation, but enough to make you question your life choices at 3 AM while staring at the flickering light of the… *ahem*… the TV.
Is it actually in Frankewing?
No, it's *near* Frankewing. Pulaski, Tennessee, is the actual address. Look, geography isn't the priority, alright? It’s the… the *experience* that matters here. And the cheap price. Did I mention the cheap price? Because you're saving money!
What's the clientele like?
A colorful mix! Passing truckers, families on a budget (God bless them, seriously!), and the occasional… well, let's call them "characters." I've met some incredibly interesting people there. Like the guy who claimed he was a distant relative of Elvis. And the woman who was teaching her cat to play the piano (seriously!). It's a people-watching paradise, if you’re into that sort of thing. Just… keep your wits about you. And maybe avoid making eye contact too long with the guy in the overalls at 2 AM in the parking lot. Just a friendly tip.
Is there any food nearby?
Oh, yeah. There's, like, a gas station a bit down the road that sells… well, gas station food. Plus a few fast food joints. Don’t have high expectations of the area and you'll fit right in. Your stomach may not. I recommend packing snacks. And a strong stomach.
Is it safe?
Safety is a relative term, isn't it? Use common sense! Keep your valuables locked up (in the car - the safes usually don't work!), and trust your gut. The parking lot can be a bit… lively, especially late at night. I've always felt a little uneasy walking back to my room, especially after dark. Carry a flashlight, and keep a close eye on your surroundings. And maybe have a quick escape route planned. Just… be aware. I'm not saying it's a hotbed of crime, but it isn't the Ritz either.
Would you stay there again?
Okay, this is the million-dollar question. Honestly? Probably. Look, it's not a luxury resort. It's a cheap place to crash. But there's a certain… *romance*… to Motel 6 Frankewing. A feeling of being on the edge of something. You never know what you're going to get, and that's part of the fun. Plus, sometimes the best stories come from the most… "rustic" experiences. And, well, it's cheap. So yeah… I’d probably stay there again. Against my better judgment, but hey, I'm nothing if not a sucker for a bargain and a good story. Maybe I'll even bring my cat back. He needs to hone his piano skills. I'll let ya'll know how it goes…
Tell me about the the time you stayed there and the air conditioning broke.
Oh, sweet heavens, the air conditioning story! It was summer, a scorcher, and I was on the road, dead tired. Checked into my room, and glorious chill of the A/C hit me like a tidal wave. Pure bliss... until about 2 hours later. Woke up drenched in sweat, the air thick, heavy and the air conditioner was basically a metal brick. The humidity in that room was oppressive, like living in a swamp. I called the front desk, and after a long wait, a very tired-looking fellow came to "fix" it. He fiddled with it for, like, 15 minutes, sweating as much as I was. Finally, he throws his hands up, says "It's old," and walks off. I was left to suffer. Hours of tossing and turning, swatting away mosquitos, trying to find some relief. I ended up sleeping on top of the covers with the door open, praying that the breeze would eventually arrive. It was miserable. I looked up the next morning with a view of a sunrise I was not able to fully appreciate. I almost ran out and bought a portable A/C unit for the car! It's now a running joke. I'd say it's actually a core memory.
