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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a review of, well, let's just say a place… a place with a lot going on. And I mean a lot. This isn't your sanitized, perfectly polished travel blog; this is the messy, sometimes-overwhelmed, often-delighted real deal. I’m talking unfiltered thoughts on everything from the Wi-Fi to the… um… spa. Let’s go!
First off, the basics – we gotta talk accessibility, yeah? I'm not in a wheelchair, so I can't give a definitive review on every little detail, but they say wheelchair accessible, and say they have facilities for disabled guests. I saw a mention of an elevator, which is always a good sign. Fingers crossed they've truly thought it through. You know, ramps, wider doorways, the works. THIS is where you'd wish for a real review right from the horse's mouth, not just from some website. The devil’s in the details, people!
Accessibility Score: Undetermined. Needs more real-world experiences from those who need it.
Internet, Oh Internet…
Okay, the lifeblood of modern existence: Wi-Fi. They’re boasting free Wi-Fi in all rooms. Hallelujah! I mean, come on, it's 2024. Not having Wi-Fi is a dealbreaker. But the real test? Does it work? I swear, some hotels advertise blistering speeds and then…crickets. I’m talking slow enough to give you a mild aneurysm while trying to upload your Instagram story. The "Internet [LAN]" thing is a throwback, and frankly? I didn't even see a LAN port. Who still uses those?!
Internet Score: Promising (free Wi-Fi in all rooms!), but the proof, as they say, is in the pudding… or in this case, the bandwidth.
Cleanliness and Safety - Post-Apocalyptic Edition
Alright, let's get real. The world (and me) is still a little germaphobic post-pandemic. They mention anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, rooms sanitized between stays, and staff trained in safety protocols. Which is great! But, I'm a visual person. I WANT to see someone wiping down the elevator buttons. I want the whiff of sanitiser in the air. I want to feel safe. They also offer "Room sanitization opt-out available." Seriously? I mean, sure, if you're into living on the edge, go for it. Not me though.
Cleanliness and Safety Score: Appears to have taken things seriously. Bonus points if it actually feels that way.
Eating, Drinking, and Snacking (A Real Rollercoaster)
Deep breath. This is where it gets interesting. Restaurants, bars, coffee shops, poolside bars, snack bars – the list goes on. A la carte? Buffet? International cuisine? Asian cuisine? Western cuisine? They're throwing everything at the wall to see what sticks! Now, I'm a foodie, not a food critic, so I can't get too technical. But I can tell you this: breakfast [buffet]! That's a good start!
Rambling Anecdote: I’m picturing myself, after a late night, stumbling into a coffee shop, ordering a plate of waffles, and trying to navigate the buffet with a minor hangover. It’s going to be a messy, delicious affair. And hopefully, they have good coffee.
They also have Asian and Western breakfast. That's…ambitious. And I'm so here for it.
Food Score: High potential for glorious gluttony. We need more details on the coffee though.
Things to Do (Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Sauna)
Okay, let's talk “Ways to Relax”. They're flaunting a sauna, spa, steamroom, and… a pool with a view?! Sold! I'm picturing a perfect afternoon: a massage to loosen up after my flight, followed by a dip (preferably with a cocktail, though I didn’t see that explicitly mentioned). The fitness center - if it's got decent equipment might inspire me. Probably won't though, lets be honest.
And this is where it could get real. "Spa/sauna". Imagine, after a day of travel, you're a little frazzled. You stroll to the spa. The dim lighting, the quiet murmur of voices, the soothing scents… and BAM! The sauna. I get to stew in my own sweat, thinking profound thoughts. What could be better?
Spa Score: High. Especially if that pool view delivers. And the sauna… I’m already there in my mind.
Services and Conveniences (The "Everything But the Kitchen Sink" Section)
They've got a lot. Like, a lot. Concierge, dry cleaning, daily housekeeping, luggage storage, even a convenience store! Seriously, is this a hotel or a small city?! Contactless check-in, a doorman.
The Real Test: Do they have good, reliable service? Are the staff friendly and helpful? Because fancy amenities are great, but if the service sucks, it’s all for naught.
Services Score: A lot is offered. It's good, but execution is key. Let’s see how well they do with the basics.
For the Kids (Or, a Moment of Pure Pandemonium)
Babysitting service and kids facilities. Family/child friendly. I'm not a parent, but I can imagine this is a huge selling point. But be prepared for the chaos, folks.
For the Kids score: Seems like a great stay for families, but might create a whirlwind of kids.
Rooms! (The Place You Actually Sleep)
Okay, this is the meat of it. They’re offering just about everything: air conditioning (thank GOD), a safe box, a fridge, a coffee/tea maker (essential!), and internet access. A window that opens! They are definitely including the essentials.
Rooms Score: Hoping for a quiet, comfortable retreat at the end of the day.
My Unfiltered Conclusion
So, is it all sunshine and roses? Probably not. But it sounds like it has the potential to be amazing. I'm intrigued. They've packed in a lot of features. It's the kind of place you could easily get lost in for a few days, exploring the restaurants, lounging by the pool, and getting a good sweat on in the sauna. It is up to the people themselves!
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(Disclaimer: My experience may vary. I hope the Wi-Fi is actually good.)
Phenix City's Hidden Gem: Quality Inn Review (Columbus, USA)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my totally-not-perfect, slightly-chaotic, and definitely-me travel itinerary for…well, let's call it “Nice, My Way.” Specifically, starting from that slightly-sterile, but hey, it's cheap, Ibis Budget near the Nice Airport. God, airports. Let’s get on with it!
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Pizza Predicament (or, How I Almost Starved in Paradise)
Morning (ish) - The Arrival Debacle: So, the flight was fine. Actually, scratch that. The flight was fine until I realized, mid-air, that I’d left my noise-canceling headphones at home. Cue the screaming toddler symphony. Seriously, I swear the kid was practicing for a future operatic career. Landing in Nice, the sun was glorious, the air smelled of something vaguely floral and expensive, and my brain was already screaming for pizza. Good start. Checked into the Ibis. The room? Well, let's just say minimalist chic isn't my personal style (and that's putting it nicely). The 'pod' bathroom sent my claustrophobia into overdrive. But it's clean, and what the hell, I'm here for the adventure.
Afternoon - The Pizza Quest (Or, the Hunger Games: Nice Edition): Okay, pizza. My mission. Armed with Google Maps and a stomach growling louder than that toddler (that's saying something), I set out. First place? Closed. "Siamo spiacenti," the sign said. Sigh. Second? Turns out they only delivered. Third? Closed for the afternoon break. My hunger was morphing into outright rage. Nice, you magnificent tease! Finally, after what felt like hours of wandering, I found a tiny place. A true hole-in-the-wall. The aroma of oregano and melted cheese was enough to make me weep with joy. The pizza? Divine. Crispy crust, perfect balance of toppings. The only downside? The owner’s a chain smoker with a heart of gold, so the place stunk of cigarettes, but I didn't care at that time!
Evening - Promenade des Anglais and the Sea, the Sea: Stuffed and happy, I finally made it to the Promenade des Anglais. The sea! OMG, the sea! Turquoise, sparkling, perfect. Sat on a bench and just…stared, completely mesmerized by its beauty. Got a little teary-eyed, actually. It’s just so…vast. Almost got run over by a cyclist distracted by a pretty girl, but I dodged it. Almost ended up in the water, but whatever. The waves call to me. Got some ice cream. Fell in love. Got heartbroken by the fact it was melting so fast. Ended the day with a bottle of cheap, but perfectly acceptable, rosé and writing in my travel diary.
Day 2: Culture Clash and a Brush with Disaster (Plus, the Return of Pizza!)
Morning - Musée Matisse and Art Appreciation (or, Me Pretending to Know About Art): Okay, so, Matisse. Apparently, he was a big deal. Went to the Musée Matisse, and I have to admit, his use of color, it’s…something. Spent most of the time looking bewildered but trying to look like I understood, nodding at the important-looking things. Realized I had no idea what I was doing. Got distracted by a particularly grumpy-looking pigeon outside the window. Lost the museum, tried to find it again.
Afternoon - The Market and the Near-Disaster: The Cours Saleya flower market! Beautiful, vibrant, and I somehow managed to knock over a display of ceramic pots. The shopkeeper (a tiny, furious French woman) yelled in a language I think was French. I apologized profusely in my broken-English/Spanglish hybrid, offered to pay, was still yelled at. Decided to cut my losses and flee. Bought some lavender and a tiny Eiffel Tower souvenir.
Evening - Return to Pizza! (And, the Sunset): Found the pizzeria from yesterday (thank god), got pizza (yes, it was even better than the first time), and had a proper conversation with chain-smoking owner, his name is Jacques! Spent the golden hour on a small beach, watching the sunset, and feeling overwhelmingly grateful for everything. The waves, the pizza, Jacques, the sunshine. Almost forgot how much I can enjoy life when I am traveling and experiencing the world.
Day 3: Train Trips and Beach Days (and, The Great Gelato Glut)
Morning - Train to Monaco: Hopped the train to Monaco. Fancy people, expensive cars, and the general air of "I have more money than you, darling." Found the casino impossibly grandiose. Didn't gamble, because I'm not a millionaire (yet). But it was impressive. The views from the Prince's Palace were breathtaking. Still, not sure I’d want to live there. It felt… pressurized.
Afternoon - Beach Bliss: Back to Nice! Spent the whole afternoon at a beach I loved. Swimming, sunbathing, and reading. And, of course, eating gelato. I probably consumed an unhealthy amount of gelato, a variety of flavors: pistachio, stracciatella (my favorite), and some weird black sesame thing that wasn’t as bad as it sounded. Almost got sunburnt. So many gelato!
Evening - Packing (ish) and Farewell: Tried to pack. Failed. My suitcase looks like a bomb went off inside of it. Started to make a list of things I should have done and realized I need a longer trip. Got one last, perfect gelato before I went back to Ibis. Thinking of the trip is making me feel empty. I don't want to leave! Bye Nice! (For now…)
