Last week I decided to tag along on my sister’s work trip to Michigan, mainly because I’m not doing much else these days and it was time to get out of the house for a while. After two nights in Troy, we were going to head to Chicago but the words “bad idea,” “frozen eyelashes” and “escape” were thrown around on Twitter, so I thought it would be best to avoid flying right into a blizzard. Instead, we opted for Seattle, since our Alaska flight back was supposed to stop there anyway. Since my sister had her kids to get back to and I was supposed to be chaperoning my younger sister’s school trip that weekend, two nights was all we could manage. I’d heard great things about the Hyatt Olive 8, so I booked it using a combination of points and cash (not to be confused with Hyatt’s Points + Cash award, which wasn’t available).
We arrived an hour later than anticipated, thanks to an excruciating tarmac delay in Detroit (I was actually beginning to empathize with Conrad Hilton’s drug use and subsequent meltdown). After an Uber ride from the airport, we arrived at the Hyatt Olive 8 around 9 PM. There was one person in line ahead of us and the concierge walked over, apologized for the wait, and said the agent would be with us shortly. We hadn’t waited long (15 seconds, tops), but it was a nice gesture.
The front desk agent noticed we had two different room types booked (a Deluxe Queen on the first night and a King on the second) and assumed it to be a mistake, so she held the Queen room open for us on both nights. I was pretty grateful, since I definitely didn’t want to switch rooms on such a short stay. The Deluxe Queen room was on a lower floor (the 5th), so she wanted to make sure we were ok with it before making the change. This was fine by us, and she proceeded to prepare the keys and explain the Diamond breakfast benefit: $26.50 credit per person, including room service orders.
Before heading up to the room, we asked her for restaurant recommendations and she suggested we check out Serious Pie or any other Tom Douglas restaurant. Despite being about as common a name as John Smith, I could not for the life of me remember it throughout our stay (“What was that guy’s name again? Bob Douglas? Jim Thomas?”). Yeah, I’m not good with names.
The pictures don’t do it justice, but the room was very spacious. It had a view of the street, which looked exactly the same at all hours of the day thanks to the overcast weather. There was a building next to us, with a window facing ours at an angle. The lights were off and no one was ever there, so it didn’t feel intrusive at all.
The Hyatt Olive 8 is a LEED certified hotel, which means it conforms to environmentally sustainable building standards. Great, I’m all for it, but let’s not take it out on the lightbulbs. Even with all the lights on in the room, I was constantly squinting and using my phone as a flashlight while going through my bag.
One of the beds had a very noticeable dent in the middle. I was too tired to do anything about it and it ultimately didn’t affect my sleep. The only thing that did was the 6 AM wake-up call we got from a family staying in a room nearby. We couldn’t figure out if they were next door, upstairs, downstairs, or just infused into the walls.
Some aspects of the room did feel slightly cheap. For example, the power strip by the desk fell out of its frame when I tugged on it slightly to remove my charger. The bath tub was uneven and felt like it was going to cave under my weight. There were also just enough towels for one person, which I found odd, especially since this was a room with two beds and normally that means at least two people will be occupying it. Also, the walls were paper thin and I could very clearly hear people’s conversations in the hallway, along with the couple with the loud family disciplining their kids. I know, I shouldn’t be complaining about loud kids after my recent rant.
We ordered breakfast through room service and it was always good, though my sister thought the menu was limited (i.e. there were no waffles). On the first morning, I ordered the eggs Benedict, which were decent except for the hollandaise sauce that contained way too much lemon. They must have gotten the recipe from the Hyatt Carmel Highlands. The seasoned potatoes were the highlight of breakfast, at least for me.
On the second morning I ordered plain old scrambled eggs with pancakes, which were much better. Despite going over our breakfast allowance by $10 on the first morning, the entire bill was comped.
Our stay in Seattle was very short, which is why I plan on coming back soon for a longer stay. I wouldn’t hesitate to stay at the Hyatt Olive 8 again. Everyone we encountered was friendly and the location was perfect. The only thing I’d do differently is maybe take an Amtrak train rather than fly. It’s a 2-hour flight and 4 1/2 hour train ride. With the amount of time involved in getting to the airport (early), it actually takes just as long to take the train as it does to fly. Regardless of the transportation method you choose, the Hyatt Olive 8 is a bargain at 15,000 points per night. Just be sure to compare cash rates to determine whether redeeming Arrival miles is a better option.