Baymont by Wyndham Indianapolis Airport Lynhurst♡

Guest review

6.0

The room was clean. The hotel was in good location.

− The mirror wasnt clean. It wasn't enough bath towels or faces towels. I didn't like breakfast. It was trash in the highway. I will never stay here again. It wasn't not worth the money.

This place sucked and cost way too much!

1.0

Nothing

− Front desk staff, no airport shuttle, no working phone in room, 1 hand towel, batteries dead in remote . Awful will never stay again. This was a suite?

Guest review

1.0

Absolutely nothing

− Grounds not kept up, rude staff, room was filthy and stunk. Refused to stay there and demanded a full refund.

Bad

1.0

Bad

− Bad

Safety and Biohazard Complaint

2.0

Of all the unforgettable memories from our southern vacation, there is one particular slice of hell we gladly would have skipped. Through the absolute magic of Priceline, I reserved what was advertised as a premium oasis at the Baymont by Wyndham Indianapolis Airport Lynhurst (5316 West Southern Avenue, Indianapolis, IN 46241). All of this luxury was ours for the grand total of $74.97 a night! The listing promised a king-size bed, a picturesque pool view, a fitness center, and a morning breakfast. Technically, they didn’t lie. They just conveniently forgot to mention the post-apocalyptic reality. Let me fill in the glamorous details: The "Five-Star" Room Amenities *The Royal Bed: We did get a king-size bed, beautifully styled with a generous, decorative scattering of mystery black curly hairs both on top of and inside the sheets. *The Designer Linens: The "fresh" towels featured the exact same pubic-chic hair embellishments. *The Complimentary Weaponry: Deciding to flip the mattress and sleep on top of it in our own sleeping bags, we discovered a hidden treasure—a filthy switchblade knife, just left behind like an amenity from a cartel-themed boutique hotel. *The Plumbing Masterpiece: I threw the switchblade into the sink to sterilize and fold it down safely to throw away, but the water refused to get hot. Naturally, the shower was equally biohazardous, so we skipped bathing entirely. *The Escape Route: The smoke detector literally fell off the wall. This was extra comforting because the window frame was entirely broken and sealed shut. If the place caught fire, we were destined to be smoked meats. *Premium Security: The exterior lock assembly on our door was completely exposed and dismantled. We spent the night with the door heavily barricaded, clutching our newfound under-mattress switchblade just in case. The Leisure & Dining Experience: *The Pool View: Our stunning window view revealed a pool that was covered, abandoned, and currently serving as a giant canvas for someone else’s fresh vomit. *The Architecture: Pieces of the roof were actively crumbling and falling into the pool area. *The Hallway Decor: A stroll down the hall welcomed us with a ceiling completely carpeted in lush black mold. *The Refreshment Center: Both the ice and vending machines were out of commission, proudly wearing "Out of Order" signs like badges of honor. *Gourmet Breakfast: After witnessing the mold, the vomit, and the biohazard sheets, we decided to pass on whatever food poisoning they were serving for breakfast. We checked in, realized Priceline's policy trapped us in financial hostage custody with zero refund options, slept in our clothes inside our own sleeping bags, and fled at the crack of dawn. We have the photo evidence to prove this wasn't a fever dream. Ah, family vacation memories!