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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a hotel review that's less "polished travel brochure" and more "late-night text from your overly honest friend." I'm going for unfiltered, the good, the bad, and the slightly-stained-with-coffee-because-I-woke-up-early-and-wrote-it-before-my-brain-was-fully-functional kind of honest. Let's do this!
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Let's Get Messy: The Hotel Review - Or, My Brain Dump of Experiences:
Alright, so I just got back from… well, let's just call it "The Grand Palatial Hotel." (I'm keeping the actual name under wraps to protect the innocent, aka my sanity.) And let me tell you, it was a TRIP. Not the kind where you find yourself on a beach with a Mai Tai (though…dreams!), but more like the kind where you question your life choices while staring at a slightly-too-small tub.
Accessibility: The Good and The "Almost."
Okay, first things first, because this is important: Accessibility. The Grand Palatial Hotel claimed to be on top of this (and that was a part of my search query), and for the most part, they were. Wheelchair accessible? Yep, ramps galore, and I'm not in a wheelchair, but I tested them anyway because YOU never know. Facilities for disabled guests were definitely present. The elevator was easy to find and use, which, let's be honest, is a win right off the bat.
Here's where it got a little…messy. While the main areas were navigable, I had to hunt for the accessible bathroom near the pool. It was like a treasure hunt! That's not ideal. Also, the website mentioned a few accessible rooms, which I saw, but I'd love to see MORE of them. I mean, it's 2024, hotels. Come on.
On-Site Restaurant & Lounges - The Hunger Games, But with More Choices:
Food, glorious food! The Grand Palatial Hotel did NOT skimp on the options. Restaurants galore! This was one of my favorite parts. The choice was overwhelming, in a good way. A la carte in restaurant? Absolutely. Asian Cuisine, Western Cuisine, you name it. The buffet in restaurant? Whew, let's just say I may or may not have over-eaten. The Happy Hour was also a lifesaver after a long day of… well, relaxing.
The Poolside bar? A must-do. Sipping a suspiciously-named cocktail while watching the sunset? Chef's kiss.
Now, the one tiny gripe: The coffee shop was a little too trendy, if you know what I mean. Like, the barista took 10 minutes to explain the difference between a “Cascara Latte” and a “Dirty Chai.” Dude, I just want coffee. But once I got the coffee, it was good, like, REAL good.
Wheelchair Accessible (Again!) And Those Little Extras:
Already covered some of this, but circling back! The layout of the hotel was generally good. Wide hallways, easy access to elevators. They tried to think of everything. The elevator access was great. The fact they even thought to cover the Car Park with accessible parkings was so nice, and easy to access!
Internet, Internet, Internet! (And My Endless Search for Wi-Fi)
Okay, listen, a good Internet connection is BASIC. The Grand Palatial Hotel, thankfully, understood this. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Woohoo! And it mostly worked, though it did cut out on me in the middle of a VERY important Zoom call (my boss is probably still mad, lol). Internet [LAN] was mentioned but I didn't try it. The Wi-Fi in public areas was also pretty strong, but…let's be honest, I mostly stayed glued to my room’s wifi lol
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Days, Gyms, and Pool Views - Oh My!
Alright, let's get to the good stuff: the pampering! The Spa/sauna was AMAZING. I spent a good chunk of my time there and would highly recommend! The Body scrub and Body wrap? Heavenly. Pure, unadulterated bliss. They have the Pool with view so of course I jumped in! The Steamroom was relaxing.
The Fitness center existed, and looked well-equipped, but I'm not gonna lie… I spent more time in the spa. Priorities, people!
Cleanliness and Safety: Did They Actually Clean?
This is a biggie, especially in today's world. The Grand Palatial Hotel went HARD on the Cleanliness and safety. They had Anti-viral cleaning products, from what I could tell. The Daily disinfection in common areas seemed legit. They had Hand sanitizer everywhere (thank goodness). Room sanitization opt-out available? That’s always a nice option.
But here's where I get a little skeptical. While they had Staff trained in safety protocol, I saw a few staff members with their masks on under their chins. I'm not trying to be the "mask police," but…c'mon. It takes away from all the good things they did..
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Endless Food Fest
Ugh. Food. Always. As mentioned before, the options were incredible. I did a lot of the Room service [24-hour], and the food was delicious (sometimes a tad slow, but hey, what can you do?). The food never disappointed.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Make a Difference
The Concierge was a lifesaver. Super helpful. They even scored me a last-minute dinner reservation, which I totally fumbled myself, so that was awesome. Daily housekeeping? My room was sparkling clean every day. Laundry service? Essential.
Available in all rooms: My Room Reveal
Here's my room rundown:
- Air conditioning: BLESS. Necessary.
- Alarm clock: Good.
- Bathrobes: Plush. A must.
- Bathroom phone: Weird but fun!
- Bathtub: Small, sadly. (See: Too small tub, above).
- Blackout curtains: Essential for sleeping in and avoiding sunlight.
- Closet: Ample space.
- Coffee/tea maker: Always appreciated.
- Complimentary tea: Nice touch.
- Desk: A bit small if you're working.
- Extra long bed: Score!
- Free bottled water: Always needed.
- Hair dryer: Check.
- Internet access – wireless: Check and double-check.
- Ironing facilities: Helpful.
- Laptop workspace: Adequate.
- Linens: Top-notch.
- Mini bar: A little overpriced, but… tempting.
- Non-smoking: Yes!
- On-demand movies: Because… why not?
- Private bathroom: Obviously.
- Reading light: Appreciated.
- Refrigerator: Useful.
- Satellite/cable channels: Meh. I barely watched TV.
- Seating area: Comfy enough.
- Separate shower/bathtub: Nice.
- Shower: Fine.
- Slippers: Always love slippers.
- Smoke detector: Important.
- Socket near the bed: Brilliant.
- Soundproofing: Pretty solid, good for the noise.
- Telephone: Yes.
- Toiletries: Adequate.
- Towels: Fluffy.
- Wake-up service: Handy.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Yay!
For the Kids, Too? (Maybe)
This hotel claimed to be Family/child friendly. They had Babysitting service, which is a huge plus for parents. The Kids facilities? Not sure. I didn't see any. Maybe they were hidden?
The Quirks (and Occasional Screw-Ups):
Okay, let's be real: NO hotel is perfect. Here's where The Grand Palatial Hotel got a little… interesting:
- The Room Decor: It felt a little generic. Like the interior designer forgot
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly polished travel itinerary. We’re diving headfirst into Cape Town, Cascades II (Studio, bless its budget-friendly soul), and hopefully, emerging with a tan, a slight caffeine tremor, and a story or two to bore the hell out of everyone back home. This is going to be… well, a thing.
Cascades II (Studio) Cape Town: A Stream-of-Consciousness Itinerary (Bless My Impatience)
Pre-Trip Antics (aka, the Panic Before the Storm)
- Weeks Before: Booked the flight! (Nailed it, high five!) Then spent three days obsessively comparing carry-on bag sizes, ultimately choosing one that's probably too small. Regretting it already. Also, started aggressively practicing my "lekker" pronunciation. Pray for me.
- Days Before: Packing. The eternal struggle. Am I overpacking? Definitely. But "just in case" of a zombie apocalypse/sudden desire to attend a black-tie gala. Sent frantic emails to Airbnb host – are the towels fluffy? (Important. Very important.) Bought a ridiculous amount of sunscreen. Because sun.
Day 1: Arrival and Sheer, Unadulterated Exhaustion
- 7:00 AM (GMT+2): Touchdown in Cape Town! Jet lag already hitting like a sack of bricks. Seriously, did I actually sleep on that plane? All the faces in the plane were so blurry.
- 8:00 AM: Get off the plane. The air smells different here. Good different. Excitedly grab my carry-on, and find, to my utter dismay, that the bag has no wheels. Great start.
- 9:00 AM: Uber to Cascades II. Praying it looks like the pictures. Praying, praying, praying.
- 9:30 AM (more or less): Arrive at Cascades II. And… it's… actually pretty decent! Relief washes over me in a wave of sheer, desperate gratitude. Maybe the towels are fluffy. (Will investigate immediately after I’ve dropped my bags.)
- 10:00 AM: Settle in and unpack. Realize I packed three pairs of the SAME black leggings. Seriously, what is wrong with me?
- 11:00 AM: Stumble out to Sea Point Promenade. The ocean! The wind! The views! Absolutely stunning. Almost forgot about my questionable packing choices. Almost.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a sidewalk cafe. Ordered a "salad" - which apparently is just a giant bowl of delicious, healthy-looking… stuff. Realize I’ve ordered too much. Eat it anyway.
- 1:00 PM: Walk along the promenade. Nearly tripped over a rogue seagull! (These birds are bold, I tell you.)
- 2:00 PM: Naptime. Jet lag is a beast. Found a patch of sun. Sun's good.
- 5:00 PM: Wake up, feeling deeply confused about the concept of time. Consider dinner. Consider staying in PJs forever.
- 6:00 PM: Pizza. Pizza fixes everything.
- 7:00 PM: Attempt to plan the rest of the trip. Get distracted by a cat video on YouTube. Give up.
Day 2: The Majestic Table Mountain & a Misunderstanding of "Spicy"
- 8:00 AM: Wake up slightly less zombie-ish, fueled by instant coffee and a desperate need for some real food.
- 9:00 AM: Attempt to navigate public transport to Table Mountain. Get hopelessly lost. Embrace the chaos. Eventually, find a very chatty Uber driver who regales me with stories about his goldfish named Kevin. Kevin sounds like a jerk, according to this guy.
- 10:00 AM: Finally arrive at Table Mountain. Holy. Mother. Of. Views. Seriously. The pictures? They don't do it justice. Tears well up. Overwhelmed. Pure beauty.
- 11:00 AM: Hike (a small, manageable portion, let's be honest) of a trail. Breathe in the fresh air. Nearly get blown off a cliff by the wind. (Whoa, is that vertigo?)
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at the top of the mountain. (Sandwiches. Smart move. They’re portable).
- 2:00 PM: Cable car down. More views. More gasps. More happy tears. (Seriously, why am I so emotional?)
- 3:00 PM: Back to Sea Point. Wander aimlessly. Bump into a group of baboons. They stare at me, as if to say, "What's your problem, human?" Okay, fair point.
- 4:00 PM: Decide to try the local food. Ordered, “Chicken peri-peri”. Which, as it turns out, is NOT a subtle suggestion of spice levels. My mouth is on fire. Tears stream down my face. I’m pretty sure the waiters are laughing at me. This is the end.
- 5:00 PM: Find the nearest pharmacy frantically seeking some kind of relief.
- 6:00 PM: Bed.
Day 3: The Cape Peninsula & the Great White Shark (Maybe)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. My poor gut is still having a conversation with the fire.
- 9:00 AM: Rent a car. This could go either way. Pray I don’t crash into anything.
- 10:00 AM: Drive to Simon's Town. The drive is beautiful. The car is… well, it’s a car. Pray.
- 10:30 AM: Arrive at Boulders Beach. Penguins! So many penguins! They’re adorable, waddling little things. Spend an embarrassing amount of time taking photos of them. (Worth it).
- 11:00 AM: The penguins are adorable.
- 12:00 PM: Fish and chips by the sea. (I will not order anything spicy this time.)
- 1:00 PM: Drive to Cape Point. More stunning scenery. Stop at every viewpoint possible. My phone memory is screaming.
- 2:00 PM: Hike to the lighthouse. The wind is relentless. I feel like I’m going to be blown away again.
- 3:00 PM: Decide to do a shark cage diving excursion. The excitement and fear is equal parts.
- 4:00 PM: Arrive at the boat. Get sea-sick immediately. The guides are super chill.
- 5:00 PM: Spot the Great White! (Or, at least, that's what I think I saw… it was big, and kinda… sharky.) The water is freezing. I’m terrified.
- 6:00 PM: Back on land, alive and shaking like a leaf. Need a stiff drink (or ten).
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a local pub. Celebrate surviving a possible shark encounter. I think I need to go to bed.
Day 4: Bo-Kaap & the Wine Lands (Maybe)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Realize I have a terrible sunburn. Slap some aloe vera on it.
- 10:00 AM: Head to Bo-Kaap. The colorful houses! So Instagram-worthy! Take a million more photos.
- 11:00 AM: Wander through the cobblestone streets. Buy a spice mix from a very charming shopkeeper. Pretend to know what to do with it.
- 12:00 PM: Eat a ridiculously tasty samoosa. Decide I could live on these.
- 1:00 PM: Consider a visit to the wine lands. Realize I’m hungover, sunburnt, and haven’t slept properly in days.
- 2:00 PM: Cancel wine lands trip. (Priorities, people! Priorities!)
- 3:00 PM: Head back to studio. Have a relaxing afternoon.
- 4:00 PM: Start packing. Oh God.
- 5:00 PM: Eat my last pizza. Order a second one.
- 6:00 PM: Try to write a proper goodbye email to the Airbnb host, am distracted by the sight of a bird outside my window and can't figure out how to form a coherent sentence.
- 7:00 PM: Go to sleep.
Day 5: Departure
- 5:00 AM: Alarm. Ugh.
- 6:00 AM: Last-minute packing panic. Did I forget anything? Probably.
- 7:00 AM: Uber to the airport. Say goodbye to the Sea Point.
- 8:00 AM: Check-in. Security. Blah, blah, blah.
- 9:00 AM: Find some coffee. *
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