Mission Express Durango: Your Fastest Route to Mexico!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive HEADFIRST into the wild, wonderful (and sometimes slightly messy) world of Mission Express Durango: Your Fastest Route to Mexico! Forget the glossy brochures; this is the REAL deal. We're talking honest opinions, unfiltered experiences, and a whole lotta "yup, been there, done that." Consider this your brutally honest, yet hopefully helpful, travel buddy.
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First Impressions: Durango, Here We Come! (And is it REALLY The Fastest Route?)
Okay, so the "Fastest Route to Mexico!" promise? That’s… optimistic. Let's just say Durango, Colorado, isn't in Mexico. Think of it more as a… pre-game warm-up? But hey, the idea is there, and the excitement is contagious. Arriving at Mission Express Durango, you're greeted with a solid, clean exterior. Nothing fancy, which frankly, I appreciate. Sometimes you just need a reliable, clean basecamp.
Accessibility (and My Knee's Opinion):
- Wheelchair Accessible: Officially, yes. I saw ramps and elevators. But…and this is a big BUT… I’m not in a wheelchair, but my knee acts like it sometimes. Getting around seemed relatively smooth, but always call ahead to confirm specific needs. The devil is in the details, and sometimes those details involve awkwardly-placed planters.
- Elevator: Check! Godsend.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: I’d recommend ringing ahead for a chat – confirming specifics is always smart.
The Room: Clean, Comfy, and Did I Mention the Bed?
We checked in - Check-in/out [express] was indeed quick, and the staff was pleasant. Let’s talk about the rooms, because this is where it really matters. The Air conditioning was a lifesaver during the summer heat. Non-smoking rooms, thank goodness. The Daily housekeeping was on point – the room was spotless every time.
- Bedding: This is where Mission Express Durango shined. Seriously, I’m talking extra long bed with pillows that practically hug you goodnight. I slept amazing, and trust me, I'm a tough critic when it comes to sleep. Linens were crisp and clean.
- Bathroom: Perfectly serviceable. Shower was hot, towels were thick… all good! Complimentary toiletries were appreciated.
- Internet Access: Wi-Fi [free] in the room worked surprisingly well. I actually got some work done, which is a miracle. Internet access – LAN is also available, if you're old-school like me.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure!
This is where things get a little…mixed.
- Breakfast is the cornerstone of champions! The Western breakfast buffet was included, which is always a win. You had your usual suspects: eggs, bacon, and… let's just say the coffee was… serviceable. It was adequate. It woke me up. I lived.
- Restaurants & Bars: The Poolside bar looked inviting, but I never actually made it there.
- Snack bar: I snagged a late-night snack, and the service was friendly. The selection was your standard fare, but perfectly adequate for a midnight craving.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant/in-room: Definitely available, which is essential.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax… or Not!
Okay, here's the deal. This isn't a bells-and-whistles resort. It's a solid, comfortable hotel. So don't expect a sprawling spa.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Yes! It looked clean and inviting, though I didn't actually go in. I'm more of a "sunbathing on the balcony" kind of person.
- Fitness center: I peeked in… it looked… like a hotel gym. You know the drill. Treadmill, weights, probably some dust bunnies. If you're a hardcore gym rat, consider other options. If you just want to maintain, it'll do.
- Spa/sauna/Body scrub/Body wrap, etc.: Nope. Not here. This is about practicality, not pampering.
Cleanliness and Safety: Peace of Mind is Priceless
- Cleanliness was top-notch. Everything gleamed. The staff were thorough about Daily disinfection in common areas and everywhere.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Good!
- Hand sanitizer: Readily available.
- Security: Felt safe. CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property are things that make me feel more relaxed, even if I'm not actively assessing it.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Always a plus.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things Matter
- Front desk [24-hour]: A lifesaver when I needed something at 3 a.m. Shoutout to the person who got me an extra blanket!
- Free car parking: Always a good thing.
- Daily housekeeping: A godsend for the weary traveler.
- Cash withdrawal: There's an ATM on site.
- Laundry service/dry cleaning: Helpful for all the inevitable travel mishaps.
For the Kids:
- Family/child friendly: Yes. I saw kids!
- Babysitting service: Consider calling ahead to arrange.
Okay, here's my slightly rambling anecdote:
During my stay, I actually had an "ah-ha!" moment… a tiny, beautiful moment of travel-related bliss. I woke up early, the sun just beginning to paint the mountains outside my window that opens with those glorious colors. I poured myself a cup of the (admittedly basic) coffee from the coffee/tea maker. I sat on the balcony, letting the cool air wash over me, and I just… was. Sometimes, that’s all a traveler needs. A clean room, a hot cup of coffee, and a moment of peace. Mission Express Durango provided that, not in some extravagant way, but in a quiet, understated one. It wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect for me, at that time.
The Downside (Yeah, There's Always One!)
- The location is, well… it's Durango. It's not exactly bustling with late-night excitement.
- No real frills. No spa, no major dining options.
The Final Verdict and a VERY Persuasive Offer:
Mission Express Durango is a solid, reliable choice for travelers who prioritize CLEANLINESS, COMFORT, and CONVENIENCE. It's not a luxury experience, but it's a fantastic value for the price. It's perfect as a base to explore Durango, or a convenient stopover on your way… well, wherever you are going… even if it's not Mexico!
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your pristine, perfectly-planned travel brochure. This is real life, Durango-style. We're talking about the Mision Express in Durango, Mexico. I, for one, am already picturing those ridiculously comfy beds and that inevitable (and glorious) post-travel nap. Here’s my attempt at a schedule, with all the emotional baggage and questionable decisions included:
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Tortilla Quest (and a near-meltdown)
- Morning (Like, REALLY Morning - Ugh): Flight into Durango. I'm already regretting that extra shot of coffee at the airport. The flight's a blur of crying babies (mine?), stale pretzels, and that awkward moment when you realize you’re the only one who didn’t pack a neck pillow. Praying my luggage actually made it. Praying harder for a functioning espresso machine.
- Mid-Morning (ish): Check into the Mision Express. Finally! Seriously, the lobby of these hotels is ALWAYS such a breath of fresh air, like "YES, I'm HERE! I'm SAFE!" I loved the art inside, the "Dia de los Muertos" style paintings. Quick luggage drop-off, pray again things don't go missing. The room? Hopefully not too close to the elevator. Or, gods forbid, the ice machine.
- Lunch and the Tortilla Debacle: Okay, so, this is where things get interesting. My goal? Find the perfect authentic Durango tortilla. My Spanish is… well, let's just say it involves a lot of pointing, miming, and praying. Asked the front desk for a recommendation. They gave me the name of a very local place. Turns out, it’s a walk. A sweaty, uphill, "are we there yet?" kind of walk. I may have (definitely did) yelled at a stray dog I thought was getting WAY too close. The tortilla place? Closed. The owner? Apparently, gone to a "fiesta." My blood sugar was plummeting. Near meltdown. Ended up grabbing some bland tacos from a street vendor. But the tortillas—oh, the tortillas—remained elusive. Devastated.
- Afternoon: Back to the hotel. Nap time! The best time. This is where the Mision Express’s reputation saves me. Those beds? Heavenly. The room service better be quick. I’m recharging.
- Evening: Okay, time to be a grown-up and face dinner. Probably at the hotel restaurant. Or maybe I'll be brave, consult TripAdvisor again, and try a slightly more adventurous spot (again…) with the hopes that the tortilla gods will finally smile upon me.
- Night: I’ll probably end up watching some terrible Spanish soap opera on TV, because, hey, total immersion, right? And, of course, packing everything in my suitcase. I'm always the one who waits until the last minute.
Day 2: Exploring the City and the "Near" Tequila Tasting (and a Surprise)
- Morning: Attempt to be a civilized human being for breakfast. I suspect the Mision Express has a decent spread. Maybe some chilaquiles? Or, you know, whatever will soak up all that tequila from last night (more on that later).
- Mid-Morning: City exploration! Plaza de Armas, the Cathedral, maybe a small museum or two. I’m a history buff, but let’s be honest, I’ll probably start wandering aimlessly after about an hour, because shiny things. Taking WAY too many photos. Then, stopping to get that perfect Instagram shot.
- Lunch: Back to the hunt for the perfect tortilla. Maybe I’ll actually learn to say "tortilla" in Spanish with conviction this time. Considering bringing a phrasebook just in case.
- Afternoon: The almost Tequila Tasting. A friend recommended a great place. Then, the actual Tequila Tasting. This would be my first actual run-in with tequila. It's also a good way to find out if all those shots of tequila are actually worth it.
- Evening: Dinner. Hopefully, I don't fall asleep at the table. Trying a fancy restaurant. Or maybe the totally unassuming hole-in-the-wall place I'd been seeing all day. Taking note of the staff's reactions.
- Night: Surprise! Maybe some live music?! Or just collapsing in my bed and watching more terrible Spanish TV. Either way, I'm betting by now that I will be completely exhausted.
Day 3: Durango's Surroundings. And the Tortilla Triumph!
- Morning: Final breakfast at the hotel, sadly. Checking out.
- Mid-Morning: Last-minute shopping. Is there a Durango-themed t-shirt in my future? Probably.
- Lunch: The Tortilla Triumphant! I finally found it. The perfect tortilla. The place? A tiny, unassuming stall tucked away on a side street. The taste? Pure, unadulterated, tortilla bliss. I might have tear up a little. Or a lot. (It had been a long quest.)
- Afternoon: Head to the airport. Farewell, Durango. You were… well, you were a journey.
- Evening: Thinking about how I can get back ASAP, because the Tortilla Gods clearly want me back.
Overall Mood: A rollercoaster of emotions. Expect a lot of "OH MY GOD, THIS IS AMAZING!" followed by "Wait… where am I? What am I doing?" and eventually, "I need a margarita." And, obviously, a healthy dose of tortilla-related obsession. This is going to be an adventure, folks. And I’m here for it. (Mostly.)
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Mission Express Durango: You Asked, We (Maybe) Answer!
Okay, So... What *Exactly* is Mission Express Durango? Like, is it a secret spy agency? Because... I'm intrigued.
Whoa there, James Bond! No secret spy agency. (Although, the thought of secret margaritas on the border is tempting...) Mission Express Durango is essentially a bus service – think a much more *charming* (hopefully!) version of Greyhound. They whisk you from somewhere in the US (usually near the border, like San Diego) to Durango, Mexico. It's supposed to be the *fastest* way, hence the "Express." But "fastest" is a relative term, right? We'll get to that… trust me.
How long does this whole trip *actually* take? 'Cause my bladder has limits.
Ah, the million-dollar question! Here's the deal. Mission Express *claims* it's roughly 24 hours. And yeah, technically, they're right. But… my experience? Let me tell you about my cousin, Brenda. Sweet Brenda, bless her heart. She took this trip. Said it was "28 hours of pure… anticipation." That's putting it *nicely*. Border crossings alone can eat up hours – think endless lines, customs officials who look like they haven't slept since the Reagan administration (understandably!), and the constant, nagging worry of "Did I pack enough snacks?!" Pack snacks. Seriously. And a good book. And maybe something to, you know, distract you from the fact you're crammed onto a bus for what feels like the entirety of human history. Remember, traffic, border delays, bathroom breaks – it all adds up. Realistic estimate? Plan for 24-30 hours. Be prepared for anything slightly longer. And definitely don't plan on wearing those skinny jeans.
What's the vibe on the bus? Are we talking party bus or… silent contemplation with a side of stale air?
Okay, the "vibe." It's a mix. Think of it as a traveling petri dish of humanity. You've got your sleep-deprived college students, the families lugging overflowing suitcases and little kids with eternal energy, the seemingly seasoned travelers who look like they've conquered Mount Everest in their sleep. I've heard stories of everything from raucous singalongs (apparently, the Mexican versions of "Hotel California" are a *must*) to total silence broken only by the rumble of the engine and the rustle of plastic bags. You might get lucky and have a friendly bus driver who cracks jokes. Or, well, you might not. Prepare for both. Bring headphones. And maybe earplugs. Just in case. I highly recommend avoiding eye contact if you value your personal space. Or… embrace the chaos! Either way, it's an experience. Remember that, and pack accordingly.
The food situation. Enlighten me. Because airport food is scary.
Oh, the food! Right. Well, they *do* stop. At… well, let's call them strategic locations. But let's be honest, you're not going to be feasting on gourmet meals. You'll probably find yourself in a bustling roadside eatery. The kind where the food is maybe… a little *uncertain*. My advice? Pack your own food. And lots of it. Think granola bars, fruit (easy to eat!), sandwiches packed in some sort of sturdy container, chips... (chips are essential travel companions). And the all-important wet wipes. Because things can get messy. Especially after, ahem, "sampling" something at a questionable gas station taco stand. Brenda… She learned this the hard way. Let's just say her stomach wasn't her best friend for a good week after her trip. Learn from her. Pack. Your. Own. Food. And bring your own water. (Water, water, EVERYWHERE…)
What are the border crossing procedures like? Do I need a lawyer? Should I have a lawyer?
Deep breaths. Border crossings are… an *experience*. You’ll likely disembark the bus, line up, have your passport checked, and potentially have your luggage inspected. They might ask questions. Answer them honestly. Be polite. Don't make jokes about smuggling anything. (Seriously, don't. Unless you like spending quality time in a holding cell. Passports are a must, of course, and maybe some cash for… well, let's just say "incidental expenses." You probably don't need a lawyer. (unless… are you planning on smuggling something? Then… uh… maybe you *do* need a lawyer. And a therapist). Be patient. Be respectful. And try not to look too suspicious. That means ditching the trench coat and the fedora. Unless you’re going for a "secret agent" look, then, rock it. But don't blame me if things go sideways.
Can I bring my pet? My chihuahua, Señor Fluffington, is practically family.
Ah, Señor Fluffington! I love that name. Sadly, the answer is a firm… check with Mission Express. Policies *can* change, and I don't want to give you bum advice. However, generally busses of this type are not pet-friendly, except for well-behaved service animals (with the proper documentation, of course). Check the latest rules on their website or give them a call. I'd hate for Señor Fluffington to be denied his grand adventure. Maybe there's a pet-friendly option that you could explore, because Durango *is* a lovely place, and who doesn't want a four-legged companion?
What happens if the bus breaks down? Because Murphy's Law, you know…
Okay, let’s be honest. Buses break down. It happens. It's a fact of life, much like taxes and the inexplicable appeal of reality TV. *However*, the good news is, most bus companies have procedures for dealing with breakdowns. They *should* arrange for another bus, or find alternative transportation. But remember that delays happen even in the best-laid plans. Patience, my friend. (I've heard tales of passengers stranded for hours, but hopefully, you won't be involved in stories like that). The key is to be prepared. Have your important stuff with you (passport, phone, money, a small emergency kit). Don't panic. And maybe bring a good book and you can always make some extra friends with the new situation at hand!
Is it safe? Because the news… sigh…
This is a valid concern, and the news can definitely paint a scary picture. Look, I'm not going to sugarcoat it. Mexico has its challenges. But also keep in mind that Durango is generally considered a safer state than others. I can't guarantee your absolute safety (nobody can), but the bus route itself is usually pretty well-traComfort Zone Inn
