Howard Johnson Hotel by Wyndham Newark Airport United States

Newark Airport Hotel: Unbeatable Price & Comfort at Howard Johnson!

Newark Airport Hotel: Howard Johnson… or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Layover (and My Wallet!)

Okay, folks, let's be real. Newark Airport. It's a portal to… well, wherever you're trying to go. Not exactly a vacation destination in itself. Which is why finding a decent, affordable airport hotel is less a luxury and more a survival strategy. And that's where the Howard Johnson at Newark Airport – or at least, the idea of it – comes in. They promise "Unbeatable Price & Comfort." Let's break it down, shall we? Buckle up, because this is gonna be a bit of a ride.

The Accessibility Angle: Not Just for the Able-Bodied (Mostly)

Alright, so accessibility. Look, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I do appreciate a hotel that’s actually accessible. No one wants to navigate a maze of narrow hallways after a long flight. Howard Johnson, according to their website (which, let's be honest, is the only information we have before we actually get there), should be good. They claim "Facilities for disabled guests" and an "Elevator," which is a HUGE plus. Now, whether those facilities are actually up to par, I can't tell you definitively. It needs a real review from someone who needs them. But the promise is there. That gets them some points right off the bat.

Internet: The Lifeline (and My Biggest Fear)

Okay, internet. We need to talk. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! That's a headline. A MUST. In this day and age, if a hotel doesn't offer free Wi-Fi, they're practically asking you to camp out at the airport Starbucks. They claim "Internet access" – good. "Internet [LAN]" – okay, for the tech-savvy who still rock a cable (respect). And then there's "Wi-Fi in public areas." Alright, I’m not planning on living in the lobby, but it's nice to know it's there if my room Wi-Fi goes kaput (it happens!). The fact that its free is a HUGE win.

Cleanliness & Safety: The COVID Crucible

This is where things get interesting. The world, right? So, "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Rooms sanitized between stays," "Hand sanitizer" – these are all things I expect now, aren't they? They better be. There’s a whole list. "Staff trained in safety protocol" – well, duh. “Safe dining setup.” Good. All the boxes are ticked, but the proof is in the pudding, or in this case, the sanitized room. The thing is, I've stayed in places that say all the right things, and then… well, let’s just say I ended up wiping down surfaces anyway. Trust but verify, people. Trust but verify. They also have "Cashless payment service," which is a big win for germaphobes (like me).

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Flight

Okay, let's talk about the food. This is important! After a flight? You're STARVING. They have "Restaurants," which is already a good start. But… what kind of restaurants? Details, people, details! "Room service [24-hour]"? Now we're talking! Especially during a layover. A late-night pizza and a movie? Yes, please. Even if that pizza is from the freezer section. "Breakfast [buffet]" – okay, that could be a win or a disaster. Buffets are a gamble, especially now. "Coffee/tea in restaurant" – essential. "Snack bar" – perfect for grabbing a quick bite. They also offer "Alternative meal arrangement" (like for dietary needs) and some Asian options… which is interesting! (Could be great!). And… a "Poolside bar?" Well, that’s slightly optimistic for an airport hotel, but I'm game.

Services and Stuff: The Hotel's Supporting Cast

This is where the Howard Johnson either shines or, well, doesn’t. "Air conditioning in public area" – essential. "Concierge"? Not essential, but a nice touch if you need advice or directions. "Daily housekeeping" – yes, please! "Elevator" (as we discussed!). "Facilities for disabled guests" (again, big plus!). "Food delivery" – love it! Saves me from trekking to the airport for dinner. "Laundry service," "Ironing service" – helpful for the business travelers (or anyone who's a mess). "Luggage storage"? Another win. "Safety deposit boxes" – always a good idea. "Smoking area" – probably necessary at an airport hotel, but I'd prefer if they'd kept it far away from my room.

For the Kids: Keeping the Little Monsters Occupied (or at Least Quiet)

"Family/child friendly" – okay, good to know. "Babysitting service"? A nice option, if you need it. "Kids meal"? Always a bonus. They haven't listed a pool, which seems a little odd for a family hotel.

The Actual Room: What About the Inside??

Okay, so we’ve looked at the list, but what about the room itself? They offer all the essentials, like Air conditioning (thank god!), Alarm clock, Coffee/tea maker ("Complimentary tea" would be a nice touch, please!), Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Mini bar (always a gamble, price-wise), Non-smoking rooms, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Smoke detector, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.

And now here's where I get real. I’m not expecting luxury. I’m expecting clean, functional, and a place to crash without breaking the bank. A comfortable bed, decent pillows (I'm a pillow snob), a working shower with hot water (a MUST), and hopefully, no questionable smells or critters.

Getting Around: The Airport Shuffle

"Airport transfer" is KEY. If they don't have a shuttle… forget it. Unless you want to pay for a taxi and deal with the traffic and the anxiety of missing your flight. "Car park [free of charge]" is also a huge bonus, especially if you're driving.

My Honest (and Incomplete) Verdict:

Look, the Howard Johnson at Newark Airport sounds promising. They hit a lot of the right notes. They offer what the average traveler needs. They're focused on being a functional place to crash. They cater to travellers for a cheap price.

The Deal: Your Layover Savior!

Here's the pitch: Tired of overpriced airport hotels that feel like they're actively trying to ruin your trip? The Howard Johnson at Newark Airport offers a clean, comfortable, and affordable escape from the airport chaos – with free Wi-Fi (because, duh!).

**Book your stay now and:

Enjoy convenient airport transfers that will get you to your gate, fast!
Relax in air-conditioned comfort with free wifi.
Stay safe, knowing they are taking extra precautions to keep you safe.
Get exactly what you need, at a great price point.**

Don't let your layover be a nightmare. Book your room at the Howard Johnson, and turn that travel stress into a quick escape. You deserve it!

Okay, so I’m not totally sold until I've actually stayed there, but at this price point, with these amenities, it's worth a shot.

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't gonna be your sanitized, perfectly-planned itinerary. This is a Howard Johnson Newark Airport adventure, and trust me, it's gonna be… something.

Day 1: Arrival - The "Is This Really Happening?" Edition

1:00 PM: Touchdown in Newark (EWR) - Hallelujah, I'm Alive! (and Exhausted) The plane ride was a blur of screaming babies and the stale air of recycled dreams. I swear, I saw the guy next to me trying to open a bag of peanuts using his teeth. Anyway, finally, blessed ground. Now, the mad dash to baggage claim. Did my suitcase make it? Did it even exist?
1:45 PM: Airport Shuttle Shuffle - The Art of Pretending to Be Patient Found the HoJo shuttle, which, let's be honest, looked like it'd seen better decades. The driver, bless his heart, was probably on his fourth coffee of the day and sounded like he'd been inhaling helium. Packed in like sardines, we rattled along. "This is it," I muttered to myself. "This is where the adventure begins." (Spoiler alert: I mostly meant "where the exhaustion really kicks in.")
2:30 PM: Check-in - Where Hope Goes to Die… Temporarily Okay, the front desk. The lovely gentleman, who seemed to have the patience of a saint, informed me that my room… wasn't quite ready. Cue the internal eye roll. I managed to keep a smile plastered on my face mostly, while secretly cursing the hotel's policy. (Maybe it helped my mood that I spotted a lady in a leopard-print jogging suit.)
3:00 PM: The Room Reveal - "At Least It's a Roof Over My Head…" Finally! The keycard tap, the door creak, and… the room. It. Was. Fine. Cleanish, anyway. Beige carpet that's seen a thousand spills. A window that may or may not open. And that distinct hotel scent that's a weird mix of cleaning products and…something else I couldn't quite place… This is where I'll be residing for the next few hours. Time for a quick nap.
4:00 PM: The Quest for Coffee (and Sanity) - Fueling the Madness The hotel coffee machine was broken. The horror! Okay, deep breaths. Found a sad little "convenience store" in the lobby. Grabbed a instant coffee, a granola bar, and contemplated if I'm ever going to be a person again.
6:00 PM: Dinner - The Restaurant's Not-So-Secret Ingredient: Let's just say the hotel restaurant, or rather the eatery which was described as a "restaurant" tasted like microwaved dreams. The chicken was dry, the mashed potatoes were suspiciously fluffy, and the service was…friendly, yet lacking in speed or attention. It had a certain charm, in a "we're all in this together" kind of way. I'm sure the staff had their own adventures today.
7:30 PM: Debriefing and Netflix - The Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing Back in the room. I'm wrecked. Just gonna plop down on this bed, put on some Netflix, and try to forget the taste of that chicken. This is the life, folks…
9:00 PM: Bedtime - Praying for Tomorrow… And a Decent Breakfast Lights out. Goodbye, world. See ya in the morning. Hopefully, the air conditioning will actually work. Maybe I'll order room service (just kidding, I spent all my money on coffee).

Day 2: Exploring (Sort Of) - Embracing the Mundane

7:00 AM: Wake Up Call - The "I'm Still Alive!" Edition My alarm blasted, and I stared at the ceiling, questioning all my life choices. Fine. Shower, dress, survival mode activated.
7:30 AM: The Breakfast Debacle - Eggs, and Regret. Breakfast. Ah yes, a word that probably never goes along with the Howard Johnson. The breakfast buffet was…well, it was there. The scrambled eggs looked like they'd been born in a lab, the coffee was lukewarm, and the bagels were harder than my resolve. But hey, free food? I ate it.
8:00 AM: Errands - The Grocery Store Adventure (or Misadventure) A trip to the local grocery store on the corner. I needed snacks. Chocolate. And…something a little more substantial, like a sandwich. The supermarket experience was like a mini-safari.
10:00 AM: Back to the room. - The Room's Beckoning Room, sweet room. I got some writing done.
1:00 PM: The Afternoon's Slumber: Mid-afternoon nap. The best part of the day.
4:00 PM: Sunset Views - Finding Beauty in the Concrete Jungle (Maybe) Walked outside the hotel. It's not exactly scenic – the view is a highway – but the sky was pretty. I try to not focusing on things, just to be here for as long as I need to be.
6:00 PM: The Evening - Trying Something New (Sort Of) Went back to the restaurant again.
8:00 PM: Prep for Departure - "It's Not Goodbye, It's See Ya Later…" Packing is an art, a dance, and a testament to my procrastination skills. Clothes tossed haphazardly. Shoes crammed into bags. All that's left is to get to sleep.

Day 3: Departure - The Great Escape (Finally!)

6:00 AM: Last Breakfast - Remembering the Good Times (and Lousy Coffee) Reliving my breakfast yesterday. The eggs, the bagels, the coffee. It was not bad. The lady at the counter recognized me and smiled.
7:00 AM: Check Out - Saying Farewell to the Beige Oasis Checkout was smooth. I gave the staff a generous tip.
7:30 AM: The Shuttle Shuffle, Part Deux - Round Trip Another shuttle. Another wait. More shared stories and an uncanny sense of camaraderie that you only find in the oddest of circumstances.
9:30 AM: Take-Off - "Adios, Newark! Don't Change (Too Much)" The plane roared to life. I looked back at the city below. Newark, the Howard Johnson, a whirlwind. I'm ready for new adventures, even if they're as messy and imperfect as this one.
Epilogue: Back Home - The Myth of the "Perfect Trip" Home. The familiar comfort of home. I took another look at the itinerary and smiled. This one was something, wasn't it? And I wouldn't have traded it for a perfect, sterile, travel brochure itinerary for anything. This was real. This was life. This was… Newark.

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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! Because navigating the world of hotels, especially around Newark Airport, is a *total* minefield. And I've got the battle scars to prove it. So, here's the lowdown, Howard Johnson-style, warts and all. Prepare for honesty, because let's be real, nobody wants a sugar-coated hotel review, right?

Is the 'Unbeatable Price' at the Howard Johnson Newark Airport ACTUALLY unbeatable? Because, you know, budget travels and all...

Okay, let's cut the crap. "Unbeatable" is a strong word, right? I mean, I’ve seen some seriously sketchy deals online. Like, “stay in a closet-sized room held together with duct tape” sketchy. But YES. For what you get at the Howard Johnson, especially when you factor in the location, the *price* is pretty darn good. I've stayed there during crazy flight delays (thanks again, United!) and even with the desperate-airport-stragglers markup, it was WAY cheaper than the fancy-pants hotels closer to the terminals. Seriously, I once spent a night there after a flight got canned, and I was so, so grateful. It felt like winning the lottery after being stranded with a screaming baby and no snacks. That price? *Chef's kiss*. Seriously, check it against the other places. You'll see. Don't expect the Ritz, but your wallet will thank you. And possibly your sanity.

So, what's the "Comfort" situation? Be honest. Don't try to sell me a dream...

Comfort... hmm. Okay. Let's be transparent. "Comfort" is relative. If you're used to sleeping in a bed of goose down imported from the Andes, then you might be disappointed. If you’re just hoping to get a solid few hours of sleep without sharing your bed with a rogue cockroach (again, a *true* story from another airport hotel!), then you're in the right ballpark. The beds? They're… fine. Not cloud-like, not terrible, but enough to pass out after a long day of travel, you know? Air conditioning? Works, thank God. The rooms? Clean enough. I’ve seen worse, *much* worse. Honestly, half the time I'm just so exhausted I could sleep on a pile of rocks, so it usually works out. Remember that one time I stayed? The TV didn't work. It was *infuriating* after a twelve-hour travel day! But then I remembered I had a Kindle, and, well, crisis averted. Still, the point is, manage your expectations a bit.

How's the shuttle to the airport? Is it reliable? Because I'm terrified of missing my flight...

Alright, the airport shuttle. This is the make-or-break factor, isn't it? The one thing that can turn a decent stay into a travel nightmare. Here’s the deal with the Howard Johnson shuttle. It's… *mostly* reliable. Emphasis on *mostly*. They run frequently enough, which is a plus. But I've had a few… *adventures*. One time, it was packed. Like, sardines-in-a-can packed. I swear, I think I saw someone's arm in my coffee. Another time, it was late. Really late. I was frantically checking my watch, calculating the odds of me sprinting through security and still making my connection. Stress levels? Off the charts. So, my advice? Plan ahead. Give yourself extra time. Assume the shuttle will be late. Pack snacks (ALWAYS). And pray to the travel gods. Honestly, I've had great experiences, too. Quick, easy, and on time. It's a gamble, but one that *usually* pays off.
**Pro Tip:** If you're incredibly stressed or running super late, maybe consider a taxi or rideshare *just* to be safe. Your sanity (and your flight) are worth the extra cash, right?

What about the location? Is it… safe? What's nearby... besides the airport?

Okay, the location. It's... well, it's near the airport. And that’s the main selling point, right? You're not exactly going to be strolling down tree-lined boulevards. It's a bit industrial, let's be honest. Safe? It's fine. I've never felt unsafe there. But don’t expect charming little boutiques around the corner. There's the typical stuff – fast food places, a convenience store, that kind of thing. You're not going to find a Michelin-starred restaurant, but you WILL find places to grab a quick bite or a late-night snack. And that's what matters, right? Your priority is surviving the airport, and in that regard, it's a winner.

Are there any hidden fees to watch out for? Because hotels love those, don't they?

Hidden fees. Oh, the bane of every budget traveler's existence! From what I remember, the Howard Johnson is pretty straightforward. No crazy resort fees (thank the heavens!). But ALWAYS read the fine print. Just to be safe. Check for parking fees (which are usually a standard and, I think, pretty fair). Always double-check your bill when you checkout. It's just a smart thing to do. Hotels are sneaky sometimes. But, in my experience, the Howard Johnson isn't particularly guilty of this. But do your due diligence!

Can I get Wi-Fi? And is it decent Wi-Fi? I need to be connected! (Especially after my flight got cancelled last time…)

Wi-Fi. THE ESSENTIAL. Yes, there's Wi-Fi. Is it lightning fast? Well, let's just say it's not going to win any awards. But it *works*. You can check emails, browse the internet, and post that obligatory "I'm stranded at the airport" selfie (we've all done it). Streaming movies? Maybe, maybe not. It might buffer a bit during peak hours. But for basic connectivity, it's fine. And it's included in the price, which is always a win. My advice? Don't rely on it for crucial work, but it's perfectly adequate for killing time or sending a few desperate texts to your loved ones. (Again, been there.)

Okay, spill the tea. What's the weirdest thing you've experienced at the Howard Johnson?

Alright, this is where things get interesting, or, you know, "airport interesting," which is its own special breed. The *weirdest* thing? Haha. Okay, let's see. There was the time… I think I've blocked out the really, *really* weird stuff. But I recall one time I was in the lobby attempting to get a coffee (the coffee was truly dreadful). I overhead a *very* intense conversation between a gentleman and the front desk clerk. It was something about lost luggage and exotic pets… I swear, I heard "parrots" mentioned. Another time, walking down the hall, I saw a room with the door wide open and a *massive* pile of… well, let’s just say it looked like someone had a *very* productive online shopping spree. Mostly,Stay Mapped

Newark Airport Hotel: Unbeatable Price & Comfort at Howard Johnson!