My friends and I occasionally like to ditch the guys, book a few rooms, and have a sleepover/pedi-party where we all get stinkin’ drunk and then go make spectacles of ourselves by visiting the pool and floating off our buzzes. After the disaster that was the Four Points in Schiller Park(see review below), my friends didn’t trust me to pick the place. I don’t blame them, really. So someone else picked this Best Western. And hey, nothing went wrong here that night, so make your reservation with confidence. Amble over to the next door hotel and use their huge pool and two jacuzzis. We did. Free internet in the lobby. Free breakfast in the morning. They graciously put up with 14 drunk chicks, blender drinks, and numerous complaints from the other guests. I realize that a Best Western is not a 4 star hotel. But they’ve earned those 4 stars from me. Not just once, but twice. Yeah, they even let us come back.