Riquewihr Romance: Your Dream Studio in a Winemaker's House!
Riquewihr Romance: My Love Affair (and Minor Grumbles) with a Dream Studio in a Winemaker's House! - A Review That's (Hopefully) More Wine Than Whine
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the Alsatian secrets of Riquewihr Romance: Your Dream Studio in a Winemaker's House! This place… it's something. Let's be real, the marketing promised a fairytale, and well, most of the time, it delivered. Except for that one minor incident involving a rogue croissant and a stubbornly closed window… but more on that later.
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First Impressions & Getting There (aka the "Oh My God, It's Even More Charming Than the Pictures!")
Driving into Riquewihr… well, it's like stumbling into a Disney movie that actually smells like grapes and freshly baked bread. Seriously. The cobblestones, the half-timbered houses, the flower boxes overflowing with color… it’s sensory overload in the best possible way. Even if, like me, your sense of direction is questionable, getting to the Winemaker's House is relatively painless. They even offer Airport Transfer – thank goodness, after navigating the Parisian traffic jam, I was ready for a hassle-free arrival. And the Car park [on-site] is a godsend in a town where parking is tighter than a cork in a fine Riesling.
The initial Check-in/out [express] was smooth, which was great because I was absolutely desperate to see my studio. And when I finally got the key… the squeal I let out probably echoed through the vineyards. The Room decorations were tasteful, the Linens smelled divine, and the view from the Window that opens (finally! – I’m getting ahead of myself) was straight out of a postcard. Okay, so the Carpeting might be a tad dated, but who cares when you have a Window that opens?!
My Studio: A Love Story (Mostly)
Let's dive into the nitty-gritty of the studio itself, shall we?
- Accessibility: I'll be honest, I wasn't there with a specific accessibility need, but I was impressed. They advertise Facilities for disabled guests, and the layout seemed spacious and well-considered. There's an Elevator which is essential in a multi-story building.
- Available in all rooms:
- Air conditioning: Check! (Essential in the summer heat, trust me.)
- Alarm clock: Yep.
- Bathrobes: Yes. Cozy perfection.
- Bathroom phone: …Okay, a bit weird, but hey, why not?
- Bathtub: Absolutely. Perfect for that soak.
- Blackout curtains: Thank goodness for those – sleep is precious.
- Closet: Plenty of space for your holiday wardrobe (and all the wine souvenirs!).
- Coffee/tea maker: Essential. My morning savior.
- Complimentary tea: Nice touch.
- Daily housekeeping: Sparkling clean.
- Desk: If you must work, I suppose.
- Extra long bed: Comfy, and no cramped feet!
- Free bottled water: Always welcome.
- Hair dryer: Essential, if you're like me and don't want to look like a drowned rat.
- High floor: Great views, yay!
- In-room safe box: Secure your treasures - or just your passport.
- Internet access – LAN: For the tech-lovers
- Internet access – wireless (Wi-Fi [free]): Crucial!
- Ironing facilities: Useful for avoiding looking like a crumpled mess.
- Laptop workspace: Again, if you must.
- Mini bar: Temptation central.
- Mirror: Check!
- Non-smoking: Yes!
- On-demand movies: Perfect for a cozy night in (with a bottle of wine, naturally).
- Private bathroom: Of course!
- Reading light: For those late-night novel sessions.
- Refrigerator: Useful for keeping the wine chilled.
- Scale: Hmm… maybe skip that one.
- Seating area: Comfy, perfect for lounging.
- Separate shower/bathtub: Luxury!
- Shower: Works well.
- Slippers: Little details make a big difference.
- Smoke detector: Safety first.
- Socket near the bed: Genius.
- Sofa: Lounge-ability at its finest.
- Soundproofing: Surprisingly effective.
- Telephone: For calling room service (or complaining about the croissant incident…).
- Toiletries: All the essentials.
- Towels: Fluffy and plentiful.
- Umbrella: Always a good idea, even if the sun is shining.
- Visual alarm: Important detail.
- Wake-up service: Helpful if you can't tear yourself away from the bed.
- Additional toilet: Excellent to have.
The Spa: Pure Bliss (Mostly)
Alright, let's talk spa. The website promised a sanctuary, and the Spa/sauna and Steamroom delivered. I spent a solid afternoon getting lost in tranquil waters. The Pool with view was stunning, and I may or may not have spent an hour just staring at the vineyards while soaking in the Swimming pool [outdoor]. The Body scrub and Massage were absolutely divine. I strongly recommend booking a treatment here – you won’t regret it. However, I will say, the price for the Body wrap felt a little… steep.
(A minor rant: The croissant incident)
Okay, brace yourself. I'm a breakfast person. Breakfast is everything. So, imagine my disappointment when, on the first morning, I attempted to open the window to let in the fresh air and… it wouldn’t budge. After an hour of grappling with the stubborn wooden beast, a very concerned (and giggling) maintenance man arrived. He fixed it, but it became a theme of the trip. The croissants arrived, looking and smelling divine but that window stayed closed much more often than I would have liked. A minor, but a persistent issue.
Dining & Drinking: A Feast for the Senses (with one notable crumb…)
Good lord, the food! The Breakfast service was a dream – a Breakfast [buffet] overflowing with local cheeses, freshly baked bread, and enough fruit to make you feel virtuous. I'll admit, I went back for seconds (and thirds) of the pain au chocolat. They even offer an Asian breakfast option, and there are several restaurants on-site.
The several Restaurants offer both International cuisine, Western cuisine, Asian cuisine in restaurant, and have Asian breakfast and Vegetarian restaurant options. I loved sitting at the Coffee/tea in restaurant and getting a wonderful Coffee shop experience. I am not much of a drinker, but I enjoyed a Bottle of water and the lovely Poolside bar.
The Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver after a long day of exploring. And, surprisingly, the Snack bar was pretty good, too. I will say, despite the mostly excellent quality, the "crumb"… there was one instance where a waitress's Salad in restaurant was the only bad thing and it was a little limp. It was a small detail, but a small detail that I noticed.
Cleanliness & Safety: COVID-19 Considerations (and a Sigh of Relief)
I’m a bit of a germaphobe, so I was thrilled with the level of cleanliness. They take Cleanliness and safety seriously. The hotel had comprehensive Anti-viral cleaning products, with Daily disinfection in common areas and, crucially, Rooms sanitized between stays. There was Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff were meticulous about Hygiene certification and following Staff trained in safety protocol. My room had
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your perfectly-planned, color-coded itinerary. This is… me, in a tiny studio apartment in Riquewihr, France, and dealing with the glorious mess of life. Let's call it "Riquewihr Rhapsody: A Slightly Unhinged Travel Journal."
Day 1: ARRIVAL! (And the Immediate Panic that Sets In)
- 10:00 AM: Arrive at Strasbourg airport. So far, so good. Except… did I pack enough socks? This is a critical concern.
- 11:00 AM: Train to Colmar. Oh, the smell of fresh croissant in the station. God bless France. Also, I'm already over-thinking my accent. Should I go for the full-blown "Bonjour, mon ami!" or play it cool with a casual "Salut"? Decidedly the latter. Then I immediately fail to pronounce 'baguette' correctly.
- 12:30 PM: Taxi to Riquewihr. The driver whistles at the scenery the entire time. Am I being judged for my tourist enthusiasm? Probably. Am I going to reign it in? Absolutely not.
- 1:00 PM: Studio Apartment Check-In and the Instant Adoration/Existential Dread Combo. The pictures online were slightly deceiving. The apartment is… compact. Okay, cozy. The exposed beams are beautiful, though. And the view from the tiny window? PERFECT. Straight onto a cobblestone street and a half-timbered building that looks like it leapt out of a fairy tale. So, immediate euphoria. Then the classic: Where do I put my suitcase? And what if I can't figure out the French coffee maker?
- 2:00 PM: Struggle to find my phone charger (it's in the bag at the bottom of my suitcase, of course). Sigh. First crisis averted.
- 2:30 PM: First wander through Riquewihr. Oh my god. Is this real life? Gingerbread houses! Flowers spilling from every window box! But the crowds are pretty intense so I feel like I'm navigating a very pretty, very fragrant, and very crowded maze. I’m already plotting a return trip to the bakery for a second pastry.
- 4:00 PM: Wine tasting! I'm in Alsace, people! This is mandatory. Went to a smaller winery and the owner, a kindly woman named Madame Dubois, basically adopted me for the afternoon. She spoke perfect English, but I still attempted my now-practiced bad French. The Gewürztraminer was… divine. The Pinot Gris was… better than therapy. Okay, I might have shed a tiny tear of joy after the third glass. Judge me.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at a local ‘Winstub' restaurant. Classic Alsatian fare: Flammkuchen (thin-crust pizza-like thing) with a mountain of bacon and onions. Stuffing myself, I realised it was just perfect. Watched a couple play cards and flirt, another couple take photos and post online. Feeling jealous and nostalgic, simultaneously.
- 8:00 PM: Stroll through the village at night. The lights, the quiet… this is why I came. The perfect moment of calm before I start obsessing about tomorrow. That involves figuring out the washing machine. Wish me luck.
- 9:00 PM: Back at the apartment. Still feeling slightly shell-shocked by the sheer beauty of it all. Realize that there's no elevator, which is a bummer as I carry my case up the stairs. Start writing this journal, already half-convinced I've made a mistake and should have stayed home. But then, I look out the window and take a deep breath. I'm in Riquewihr. And I'm drinking the last of the Gewürztraminer. This is going to be interesting.
Day 2: Diving Deep and Wine Woes
- 8:00 AM: Wake up! (Or more accurately: drag myself out of bed). Sunlight spilling into the apartment. But what is that noise? Construction work. Next door. Ugh. Try to find the on button on the coffee maker. Success!
- 9:00 AM: Bakery run. This is my life now. Buy some delicious thing with a name I will never remember. I'm going to make a friend with the baker. I'm already in the bakery, looking in the shopfront window. It is divine.
- 10:00 AM: Visit the 'Dolder Tower'. It’s a medieval gate tower. The view is… everything. I get a little emotional, imagining all that's happened in this place. I want to write a novel. I want to be in love. I want a giant cookie.
- 11:00 AM: The Wine Route! Decide to rent a bike. Big mistake. Okay, not a huge mistake, but the hills are steeper than I anticipated. Also, my map is useless. Get lost (inevitably). Start getting really hangry.
- 12:30 PM: Finally, find a winery. The place is beautiful and the wine is delicious. Maybe a little too delicious. Have a chat with the winemaker who also thinks they're wine is the best in the world. They're going to need to be.
- 2:00 PM: Back to Riquewihr. I am feeling slightly… wobbly. Decide to buy a bottle of the delicious wine that Madame Dubois recommended plus a cheese.
- 3:00 PM: Nap. Because I need to.
- 4:00 PM: Wake up with a vague sense of guilt. Did I overdo it? Nah.
- 5:00 PM: Attempt to conquer the washing machine. Fail. Badly. It starts beeping at me. I have no idea what it's saying. Pretend I didn't see it.
- 6:00 PM: Cheese and wine in the apartment listening to French radio and watching the sunset. Honestly, the best.
- 7:00 PM: Decide to attempt a simple salad for dinner. Burn toast to a crisp. Cry.
- 7:30 PM: Order a takeaway. This is embarrassing. Still, the flammkuchen is amazing.
- 9:00 PM: Stare out the window. The lights of Riquewihr are just magical. Then I remember I have to pack. Gulp. Try again to consider washing machine. Give up. Go to sleep, tired, filled with French food and the knowledge that tomorrow will be even more of a beautiful mess.
- 10:00 PM: Lights out.
Day 3: Goodbye (For Now) and the Future of My Wine Drinking Career
- 8:00 AM: Wake up, feeling surprisingly good, or very possibly still drunk. Breakfast and packing.
- 9:00 AM: Final walk around Riquewihr. Buy more pastry. Say goodbye to the bakery owner.
- 10:00 AM: Taxi to Colmar station.
- 11:00 AM: Train to Strasbourg airport.
- 12:00 PM: Airport chaos. Security. Flight.
- 1:00 PM: Head home.
Reflections (aka, Ramblings with a Side of Wine-Induced Sentimentality)
- Riquewihr. Just… wow. It’s like stepping into a storybook.
- The wine. Oh, the wine. I am officially a wine aficionado expert. (Kidding!) But I do understand the joy. I'm going to need several bottles delivered when I get home.
- The people are lovely, even though my French leaves a lot to be desired. I wish I'd taken more French.
- The studio apartment was perfectly imperfect. It was everything I needed, even if it was small and the washing machine hated me.
- I need to find a better bag that fits all my clothes
- Travel is still a bit frightening. I don't think I'll ever be free from the stress of getting lost.
- I left a little piece of myself there. But I also brought so much back with me.
- I’m already planning my next trip. Back to Riquewihr? Maybe. Back to France? Absolutely.
Okay, I’m done. I need a nap. And maybe another glass of wine. Au revoir, world. And thanks, Riquewihr, for the memories (and the mild hangover).
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Riquewihr Romance: You, Me, & That Damn Charming Winemaker's House - FAQs (Oh Boy...)
Okay, let's be honest, what's the *real* deal with this "Riquewihr Romance" place? Is it actually as dreamy as the pictures? Because let's face it, Instagram lies.
Speaking of charming, what's the deal with the *winemaker's house* part? Is the winemaker showing up at 7 am for a wine tasting? Because that's...intrusive.
What's the kitchen like? Because I need to know if I can channel my inner Julia Child, or if I'm stuck microwaving instant noodles. (The fate of my romantic getaway hinges on this).
The reviews mention a balcony...is it actually as magical as it sounds? Because I'm picturing moonlit glasses of Pinot Gris and profound conversations. Or is it just a glorified fire escape?
Okay, so let's talk about the bathroom. Is it a cramped, moldy dungeon, or something you can actually relax in? Because a good shower is crucial to my happiness.
What about parking? Is it a nightmare of tiny streets and angry locals, or is it manageable? Because I’m not about to get my rental car keyed.
Should I pack earplugs? Is it noisy at night with all the tourists/wine drinkers?
What is the best thing about Riquewihr Romance
