Perugia Pool Paradise: Your Dream Belvilla Holiday Awaits!
Perugia Pool Paradise: My Dream Belvilla Holiday… Or Was It? (A Brutally Honest Review)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average, sterile hotel review. This is my experience, dripping with Italian sun (and maybe a little bit of Aperol spritz). Belvilla promised Perugia Pool Paradise. Did it deliver? Let's unwrap this glorious package of expectations and see what’s inside, shall we?
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First Impressions: Arrival and the "Oh Crap" Moment (or Two)
The drive through Umbria was breathtaking, seriously. Rolling hills, olive groves for days, and that golden Italian light… pure postcard material. And then, we arrived. Perugia Pool Paradise. The website photos? Yeah, they’re definitely flattering. The reality? Well… let's just say the pool is pretty, but the immediate surroundings felt a bit… functional. Not exactly the romantic, "escape-to-paradise" vibe I'd envisioned.
Accessibility: The Elephant in the Room (Or Rather, on the Cobblestones)
Okay, here's where things got real. The website did mention "facilities for disabled guests," but let's be brutally honest: Wheelchair accessible: NOPE. Absolutely not. Think cobblestones, steep slopes, and a general lack of ramps. My partner uses a wheelchair, and navigating the property was an adventure, to say the least. We had to skip the restaurant one evening because the access was a nightmare. This is a MAJOR issue and needs immediate attention. Accessibility is NOT a checkbox; it's a commitment!
Food, Glorious Food… Mostly.
- Restaurants: There were restaurants. Plural. And, crucially, they offered a la carte dining which was a definite plus. (No soggy buffets here, thankfully!).
- Asian Breakfast, Asian Cuisine in Restaurant: Nope. This one was a bit of a head-scratcher. It feels like the website just randomly threw in a few keywords. Asian food? Not on this menu.
- Breakfast [buffet]: Okay, so the buffet was there, but let's say it was more "functional" than "fantastically Italian." The coffee was acceptable, the pastries… well, let's not talk about the pastries. I’ll stick with the in-room coffee/tea maker for that perfect Italian coffee.
- Room service [24-hour]: Honestly, haven't tried.
- Other Food Options: The snacks at the pool bar were… alright. Perfectly acceptable. But this is Italy, dangit! I wanted amore on a plate, not just a sandwich.
The overall dining experience leaned toward “good, but not great”. Maybe that’s because I spent half my time wondering about my partner’s comfort because of the mentioned access problems.
Relaxation and Spa: Finding My Zen (Eventually)
This is where Perugia Pool Paradise almost redeemed itself. The pool with a view was stunning, although, the view was somewhat obstructed.
- Spa, Sauna, Steamroom: The spa area was decent. The sauna was hot and steamy. The massage I got was pretty fantastic – the masseuse was clearly skilled. The foot bath was…well it was there. I was so tense from the arrival and the parking and everything, because of the access problem, that I needed the spa treatment. The Body wrap was really nice.
Cleanliness and Safety: COVID-era Considerations
Okay, gotta be honest, I was slightly on edge about COVID. Perugia is not the busiest city to begin with.
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Individually-wrapped food options. This was all in place, and it put my mind at ease. Everything felt clean.
- Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment: The staff were clearly following the rules and were friendly.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Didn't see any evident sanitization, but I wasn't looking for it, either.
For the Kids (And the Big Kids Too)
- Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Babysitting service: Seemed family-friendly (lots of families around), but the "kids' facilities" were pretty basic.
The "Almost" Perfect Room: A Few Quirks
- Air conditioning: Working! Thank God.
- Free Wi-Fi: [Free]: Mostly working!
- Bathroom: Private; but not exactly luxurious.
- Blackout curtains: Essential for a good night's sleep!
- Daily housekeeping: Nice to come back to a tidy room.
- In-room safe box: A good thing!
- Slippers: Present in the room.
- Wake-up service: Useful, but I mostly used my phone.
Things to Do Beyond the Pool (If you can make it!)
- Car park [free of charge]: Parking was a bit chaotic at times.
- Bicycle parking: I think I saw some!
- Shuttle available: I did not test it.
The Verdict: Dream Holiday? Not Quite. But…
Perugia Pool Paradise has its flaws. The accessibility is a major concern. The food isn't spectacular. And the overall "paradise" feeling needs a serious upgrade. However, the pool is beautiful, the staff are friendly (despite the limitations), and the surroundings are stunning. Would I go back? Hmm, that’s a tough one. If they fix the accessibility issues and ramp up the food game, then maybe. For now, it's more like "Perugia Pretty Good" than "Perugia Pool Paradise." My advice: manage your expectations. Pack your patience. And maybe bring your own snacks.
Rating: 3 out of 5 Aperol Spritzes (Mostly for the view and the spa).
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your typical travel itinerary. This is… well, this is my attempt at wrangling chaos into a vaguely coherent recollection of my Umbrian adventure. Prepare for tangents, existential crises, and a whole lotta pasta. Let's dive into my week at that Belvilla by OYO place with the pool in Perugia, shall we?
Umbria Unscripted: A Week of Glorious Mess in Perugia
Pre-Departure – The Great Packing Panic (and Why I Hate Suitcases)
- Days Before: The crippling dread begins. Packing. Ugh. Why is it always a race against time, and why do I always convince myself I need everything? This time, I swore I’d pack light. LIES! Ended up with enough shoes to last a month and way too many "just in case" outfits. Also, the obligatory frantic search for my passport at 3 AM the night before. Found it. Obviously, it was in the last place I looked.
- Emotional State: Alternating between giddy excitement and a low-level anxiety about public transport. I'm a city girl, a taxi-wielding, Uber-obsessed maniac, so the idea of navigating busses in Italy? Terrifying.
- Essential Item Count: 12 pairs of sunglasses, 5 books I probably won't read (but might someday!), and approximately 37 packets of emergency ibuprofen.
Day 1: Arrival – The Tuscan Sun and the Tyranny of Luggage
- 7:00 AM: The alarm blares. Coffee, strong enough to wake the dead, is essential. Actually, the only thing that saves me from staying in bed.
- 9:00 AM: Arrive at the airport, sweating profusely. The flight was delayed. Typical.
- 1:00 PM: Lands in Rome. The Italian air hits me – glorious! – and my luggage is… missing. Seriously? This is how my trip begins? Thankfully, after a (very) loud, and slightly theatrical, conversation with an airport official, it’s located. Whew.
- 3:00 PM: Train to Perugia. The scenery is breathtaking. Seriously. Rolling hills, the cypress trees, everything you see in the movies. Then I remember my luggage and I start to panic again.
- 5:00 PM: Arrive in Perugia and find my Belvilla haven. The pool! It’s… smaller than it looked online, but hey, it is a pool! Unpacking takes way longer than expected. I also immediately knock over a vase. Oops.
- Dinner: Found a tiny trattoria down a cobbled street. Ordered everything. Pasta with truffle (obviously). The wine? Surprisingly good. I’m already in love.
- Emotional State: Exhausted but exhilarated. Slightly tipsy. Also, inexplicably hungry again.
Day 2: Perugia Unleashed – Art, Angels, and Arroz con Pollo Fail
- Morning: Tried to do the whole "cultural immersion" thing. Visited the Galleria Nazionale dell'Umbria. A few hours felt like an eternity. But hey, at least I tried to appreciate the fine art.
- Afternoon: Decided I’d attempt to cook. Ambitious, I know. Arroz con pollo, I thought! How hard could it be? Turns out, very. Let's just say the end result was… a beige, glutinous mess. Ended up ordering pizza.
- Evening: Walk through the old town. So many narrow, winding streets. Got slightly lost. Met a very chatty old lady who insisted on telling me her life story in rapid-fire Italian (which I understood approximately 15%). It was delightful, even if I didn't get a word in.
- Emotional State: Slightly ashamed of my cooking skills, but utterly charmed by the city and its people.
Day 3: Assisi – Miracles, Monasteries, and My Own Private Meltdown
- Morning: Train to Assisi. This is a must-see, I was told! The Basilica of St. Francis is indeed breathtaking.
- Afternoon: Started to feel a bit overwhelmed with crowds of tourists and the weight of history. Wandered off to find a quiet space. Ended up weeping in a field (a little dramatic, I know. But the beauty got to me). Found a tiny, hidden cafe and had a coffee. Sorted.
- Evening: Back to Perugia. I now understood why people rave about Assisi.
- Emotional State: A weird mix of reverence and existential angst.
Day 4: Pool Day and the Pursuit of Perfect Prosecco
- Morning: Finally! A day to relax. Lounging by the pool. Book in hand. Tried to read, but the sun was too enticing.
- Afternoon: The quest for the perfect Prosecco began. Sampled several bottles, from a local vineyard. Found the one. It was like sparkling sunshine in a glass.
- Evening: Tried to cook again. This time, a simple pasta dish. Success! (Mostly. Still overcooked the pasta, but hey, progress!)
- Emotional State: Blissful. The kind of happy I haven't felt in ages.
Day 5: The Chocolate Festival and a Lesson in Self-Control (or Lack Thereof)
- Morning: Found my way to Eurochocolate- the chocolate festival. Oh. My. God. The smell alone was enough to send me into a sugar-induced frenzy. Chocolate fountains, artisan truffles, chocolate EVERYTHING.
- Afternoon: Ate approximately a pound of chocolate. Felt a little sick. Regretted nothing.
- Evening: A gelato and people watching.
- Emotional State: Hyper, then feeling a little bit queasy, then overwhelmingly delighted by the fact I was in Italy.
Day 6: Exploring the Hidden Gems of Perugia - and Trying to Speak Italian (Badly)
- Morning: Decided to wander off the beaten track. Found a tiny antique shop.
- Afternoon: Got lost. Again. But this time, it was the best thing that could have happened. Ended up in a small piazza with an amazing view. Tried to order a coffee in my almost non-existent Italian. Failed miserably but the barista was kind.
- Evening: Farewell dinner. Ate all the pasta. Again.
- Emotional State: Already a little bit sad that it's almost over.
Day 7: Departure – The Goodbye Pasta and a Promise to Return
- Morning: One last breakfast - and one last pasta!
- Afternoon: Train back to Rome. Heart is sad. Stomach is full.
- Emotional State: Bittersweet. Exhausted. Completely, utterly in love with Italy. I’m already planning my return. Seriously. This is not a drill.
Final Thoughts (or, The Ramblings of a Slightly Over-Caffeinated Tourist)
Look, this trip wasn’t perfect. I got lost a lot. The cooking was… adventurous. But that’s what made it so incredible. It was messy, it was real, and it was mine. The Belvilla by OYO house was a home base, but the real magic was in the people, the food, the chaos, and the absolute, unadulterated joy of being somewhere new and experiencing the world in all its glorious imperfection. So, if you're thinking of going to Perugia, just do it. Don't overthink it. Just go. And for the love of all that is holy, learn some basic Italian. You won't regret it.
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Perugia Pool Paradise: Your Dream Belvilla Holiday...Maybe? Let's Get Real.
Okay, so "Pool Paradise"... Is it *really* paradise? Gimme the dirt.
Alright, alright, here's the lowdown. Paradise? Well, it's *someone's* paradise, let's put it that way. The pool? Gorgeous. Seriously, shimmering turquoise under the Tuscan sun? Yeah, Instagrammable, for sure. But, (and there's always a but, isn't there?), the brochure also showed a fully stocked bar. Reality? A somewhat wonky mini-fridge with a few warm beers (thank god for the local supermarket, or I'd have gone *completely* feral).
My initial feeling? Annoyance. Like, seriously, where IS my cocktail at 3 pm? The owner, this lovely elderly signora, she just smiled and offered some homemade limoncello. And you know what? It was SO good. Perfectly balanced. So, maybe paradise-adjacent? Depends on your definition of paradise, and your tolerance for potential fridge-related disappointments.
What about the house itself? Spacious? Cramped? Are we talking mildew and despair, or Tuscan charm?
Tuscan charm, mostly! Thankfully, no mildew monsters from what I saw, phew! We rented the 'villa' (air quotes intended). It wasn’t *huge*, but it was comfortable enough for our group. Think, old stone walls, terracotta tiles, that slightly musty smell of "aged Italian house" that I secretly love. There was a huge living room where our lot would gather after the day's trips.
The bedrooms? A mixed bag. One was spacious and sunny, another a bit cozier, and the third? Let's just say my brother-in-law, bless his heart, got the dungeon room. But he didn't mind. He spent all his time with the kids, and no amount of luxury matters when you've got giggling grandkids to entertain. The kitchen? Functional, if a little… vintage. The oven might have had a mind of its own. Burned the lasagna, nearly set off the smoke alarm. Good times. Good Italian times. (Mostly good, anyway!)
Is it near anything exciting? Because I don't want to spend the whole week staring at a pool.
Oh, bless you! Staring at a pool for a week? No. You've got Perugia itself, which is a *must-see*. The Etruscan Arch is spectacular, honestly. And the chocolate factory tour... *chef's kiss*. Then there's Assisi – a short drive, breathtaking. Tuscany is really just... beautiful! The winding roads are gorgeous.
I had dreams of exploring local markets and cooking classes. Though, I admit the cooking class got postponed since our fridge got a bit temperamental there. But hey, there's wine and food to be had everywhere, and it was amazing. The local restaurant where we ate, though... that deserves its own section, it was truly unbelievable.
Let's talk food. Is the local cuisine everything I imagine it to be? And did you gain 10 pounds?
Oh, the food. Seriously, it's an experience. Forget dieting, embrace the pasta. Yes, I gained at least five pounds. Probably more. But, you know what? I don't regret a SINGLE CALORIE. The truffles... the pasta with wild boar ragu... the pizza... it went straight from my plate to my heart.
Now, about that local restaurant I mentioned... It's called "Trattoria dell'Angelo" (not its real name, but close enough for anonymity). Small, family-run, no English spoken. The menu? They just told us what was good that day. The first time we went, they brought out this massive platter of antipasti. I ate so much, I thought I'd explode. Then... the pasta. Perfection. This place...it was heaven on a plate. I'm still dreaming of that meal! Do not skip it! Seriously, that place is worth the entire trip.
Any major downsides? Anything I should REALLY be prepared for?
Okay, let's be honest. The wifi. It's… let's just call it "intermittently present." Plan on occasionally going off the grid. Which, actually, wasn't the worst thing in the world. Also, the mosquitos. Bring LOTS of repellent. And be prepared to navigate some narrow, winding roads. If you're a nervous driver, maybe practice beforehand.
Oh, and one more thing. Don't expect things to run perfectly on schedule. Italian time is a thing. Embrace it. Relax. Take a deep breath. Have another glass of wine. It's all part of the charm! And if you are prepared, it can be an amazing experience.
Is this vacation actually good for families?
Yes!!! Our family had the greatest time. Even with the wifi issues, the kids could be entertained by the pool and the nearby towns. So that was great!
Last question: Would you go back? Be honest!
Yes. Without question. Despite the wonky fridge, the mosquitos, and the occasional wifi outage, I would go back in a heartbeat. The pool, the food, the people...the charm...the whole *experience*. It was magical. Maybe next time I'll learn some Italian before going. Or just bring my own mini-bar.
