Review of Hyatt Regency Suites Atlanta Northwest 3*

On Day 8 of our Undercover Comedy Tour, I was really disappointed when we first arrived at the hotel because it was an empty lot with a homeless guy who I've named Toothless Moe living in a shopping cart stolen from a K-mart that must have closed ten years earlier. But then I realized that the people who designed Atlanta (citymakers? landscape architects? Native Americans? ) designed it in such a way that makes it virtually impossible to find ANYTHING EVER EVEN WITH A GPS. Once we finally got to the OTHER 2999 Windy Hill Road, we were presented with a truly stunning property. As my other comedian friend and I walked into our room, he remarked, "The sh*ttiest thing about this hotel is the two people staying in this room. " Since we're comedians and that was funny, I posted it on Facebook, and checked in, and imagine my pleasure to see that the social media team (probably one really gorgeous Atlanta girl sitting in a small windowless office on the first floor) of the hotel responded with a sense of humor! The room was perfect — large and clean and plenty of room to engage in sumo wrestling, beer pong, or a pants-off dance-off. We ordered room service, which was delicious, and our view of the pool provided a beautiful distraction that almost but did not result in hijinx on a level of the David Spade hotel scene from Tommy Boy. If it wasn't for the fact that we had to drive through Atlanta to get to our shows and then back to the hotel, where apparently EVERY ROAD EVER IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION BY ONE GUY WITH A SIGN AND NOBODY ELSE, I'd stay here permanently. Hell, I'll just ask the social media girl to marry me and live in that windowless office. Will you marry me, Hyatt?