Escape to Paradise: Luxe Orihuela Costa Apartment (Belvilla by OYO)
Escape to Paradise: Is This Luxe Orihuela Costa Apartment a Siren's Song or Just a Fancy Fridge? (Belvilla by OYO Review - Buckle Up)
Okay, folks, let's dive headfirst into the supposed "Escape to Paradise" – a swanky-sounding apartment in Orihuela Costa, Spain, courtesy of Belvilla by OYO. I went in with high hopes, visions of sipping Sangria on a sun-drenched terrace dancing in my head. Did it deliver? Well… let’s just say my expectations met reality somewhere in the vicinity of the complimentary (and slightly lukewarm) bottle of water.
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- Description: A brutally honest review of the "Escape to Paradise" apartment by Belvilla by OYO in Orihuela Costa, Spain. We explore accessibility, amenities (spa, pool, restaurants), cleanliness, dining, and more. See if it's worth the splurge!
Now, The Real Deal…
Firstly, the name! "Escape to Paradise" is a bold declaration. I'm picturing palm trees, turquoise waters, and a tiny, adorable monkey to peel my grapes. What I got was… an apartment. A nice apartment, mind you, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
Accessibility: The Tightrope Walk
Okay, here’s where things get a little… complicated. The listing claims "Facilities for disabled guests." Now, I’m not disabled, but I always try to check these things out. The information was vague. The elevator was there, which is fantastic. The hallways seemed wide enough. However, I couldn't definitively say whether the bathrooms had grab rails or wider doorways. It felt like a "maybe" situation, which isn't exactly reassuring. Major improvement needed here, Belvilla! Be specific!
Arrival & First Impressions (Or, How I Almost Lost My Luggage… in an Elevator)
The check-in process was… efficient. Contactless, of course, in this post-pandemic world. They even had that fancy "check-in/out [private]" thing. It felt a little cold, to be honest. No warm welcome, no friendly chat. Just a digital key and a polite nod from the doorman. (He was nice, though, bless his heart).
The apartment itself? Decent. Clean. "Rooms sanitized between stays" – check. "Professional-grade sanitizing services" – check. I even spotted "Anti-viral cleaning products." This made me feel… safe-ish. But a little bit like I was living in a hospital? Maybe. Anyway, the "Daily housekeeping" was appreciated. The place smelled fresh, which is always a win.
The Apartment Itself: A List of Goodies (and a Few Quirks)
Alright, let’s tick off some boxes from the "Available in all rooms" list:
- Air conditioning: Praise be! Spain in summer? You need this.
- Free Wi-Fi: Hallelujah! My phone must have Wi-Fi. Gotta post those sunset pics, you know?
- Coffee/tea maker: Essential. Early morning caffeine cravings? Sorted.
- Refrigerator: Perfect for those cold beers and… well, everything.
- Extra long bed: a lifesaver as I am a night owl who would toss and turn for hours!
- The bathroom: Had a shower, a bathtub, and "complimentary toiletries." Which, I discovered later, were… okay. Nothing to write home about.
- Desk, Laptop workspace: If you really needed to work. (I didn't).
- Balcony: Now we're talking! (Terrace, if you want to be fancy). I could almost taste that Sangria… almost.
There were also the usual suspects like "desk" to sit on with a cup of coffee or whatever you liked, a "safety box", "smoke detectors" and "fire extuinguisher", just to make sure that you were safe.
There were also some oddities:
- "Additional toilet": Well, okay.
- "Mirror": yes… a mirror.
- "Alarm clock": who uses an alarm clock these days?
- "Bathtub": I didn't feel the vibe to take a bath instead of a shower…
- "Blackout curtains": excellent to keep out the sunlight, though I am quite the night owl!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Beyond the Bottle of Water
This is where things get… interesting.
- Restaurants: There are restaurants. A few. The listing boasts "International cuisine in restaurant" and "Western cuisine in restaurant", and even "Vegetarian restaurant." I can't say I tried them all, as I was quite interested in other activities.
- Room service [24-hour]: Tempting. Way too tempting. Especially at 3 AM when those late-night cravings hit.
- Snack bar: Again, tempting.
- Poolside bar: Now we're talking! (See, I told you I liked the water!).
- Also note there were "Happy hour" and "Coffee/tea in restaurant".
The Amenities - Paradise? Maybe, But with a Side of Mild Disappointment
Alright, let's talk about the good stuff. Well, some of the good stuff.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Yes! Big, sparkling, and gorgeous. The pool with view was spectacular. This instantly bumped up the "Paradise" factor.
- Fitness center: I glanced in. Looked… functional. Didn’t use it (vacation, remember?).
- Spa/sauna, Spa: There was a spa! I did get a massage. It was… okay. Nothing life-altering. The sauna? Seemed legit. The steamroom? Well, I never went there.
- While there was a gym/fitness facility, I was slightly disappointed it wasn't that big.
Things To Do (Besides the Pool):
- According to the description, the resort also features "Family/child friendly". It has "Kids facilities" and offers "Babysitting service".
The Downsides: The Cracks in Paradise (Or, the Things That Annoyed Me)
Okay, let's get real for a moment. No place is perfect and this one had some kinks.
- The lack of a clear answer for "accessibility": Come on, Belvilla! Be specific!
- The lack of soul: The place was a little… generic. It felt like it was missing a heart. I spent most of my time in the room and in the pool, but I had to go out for food.
- The "optional" elements: I mean, why even call it "Escape to Paradise" if half the things that would make it paradisiacal (like a truly amazing spa experience or restaurants that wowed) just… didn't quite hit the mark?
- The bottle of water. Seriously, Belvilla? A single lukewarm bottle?
- No pets allowed. I don't have pets. But I like the option. (Just kidding. Mostly).
The Quirky Observations:
- There was a "Shrine." I have no idea why. Didn't investigate.
- The "Smoking area." Because, you know, modern times.
- The terrace!. Which I did use. A lot.
- I loved the "Desk, Laptop workspace".
Final Verdict: Is "Escape to Paradise" Worth the Escape?
Okay, so was it paradise? Well, it was a pleasant stay. The pool was fantastic, the apartment was clean, and it gave me a chance to relax and de-stress, which is always a plus. It's a good base camp. It has great potential.
My Rating: 3.5 out of 5 Stars.
It needs a bit more soul. It needs to define its accessibility. It needs a better massage therapist. But hey, the pool view? That alone almost makes it worth it. Would I go back? Potentially. Especially if they promise a free (and cold) bottle of something fizzy. And maybe a tiny monkey to peel my grapes next time. One can dream, right? Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and daydream about that pool again. And maybe start pricing flights back…!
Czech Republic Paradise: Your Dream Holiday Home in Tachov Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly polished travel itinerary. We're diving headfirst into… well, let's just say “reality” with a capital R. My trip to the Belvilla by OYO Modern Apartment in Orihuela Costa, Torrevieja, Spain? It's gonna be a wild ride. Prepare for the unvarnished truth, the occasional rant, and the distinct possibility of me losing my mind (but hopefully not my passport).
The "Plan" (Or, More Accurately, The General Direction We're Aiming For)
Day 1: Arrival and Mild Panic
- Morning (ish): The Great Migration. This is the part where I bravely face the airport, armed with my carry-on that’s probably overweight, and questionable fashion choices. Flights are always a gamble. Will I have a screaming toddler for a seatmate? Will my luggage end up in… Ulaanbaatar? Fingers crossed. Arrival at Alicante-Elche Airport (ALC). Find the rental car. The rental car is NOT my friend. I always forget which side the steering wheel is on.
- Afternoon: The Scenic Route (Hopefully). The drive to Orihuela Costa. Google Maps, please don't lead me astray. Note to self: Learn some basic Spanish phrases, pronto. The apartment… fingers crossed it looks like the pictures. Expectations are low. Very, very low.
- Evening: Apartment Unpacking and the Ritual of "Where's the Corkscrew?". Find the wine! Find the snacks! Collapse on the sofa. Survey the scene. Probably a minor crisis about the Wi-Fi. Order takeout. Maybe paella? Or, you know, anything that doesn't involve cooking because I’m on holiday, dammit!
- Anecdote Alert! Last time in Spain, I tried ordering "a beer." The barman stared at me like I had two heads. Turns out, "una cerveza" is the key. Note taken.
Day 2: Beach Bliss… Maybe? And the Great Sunscreen Debacle
- Morning: Wake up, hopefully with a decent view. Sunscreen application. The ongoing battle against the sun. My skin, a pale, freckled canvas, will probably be screaming by midday. Find a local beach! So many choices.
- Afternoon: Beach Time! Lounging, reading (a trashy novel, obviously), and attempting a non-embarrassing dip in the Mediterranean. The sea is hopefully not too cold. Will I be able to resist the urge to build a sandcastle? Highly unlikely.
- Evening: Restaurant Hunt. The quest for authentic tapas. Probably wander around aimlessly until something looks appealing. Pray for no tourist traps. The Spanish are incredibly generous with their smiles, hopefully, they'll take pity on my rusty Spanish.
- Quirky Observation: Why are all the Spanish dogs so well-behaved compared to mine? Apparently, they've mastered the art of the "sitting pretty" pose. Mine's more of a "rolling in filth" enthusiast.
Day 3: Market Mayhem and a Quest for the Perfect Iced Coffee
- Morning: Market exploration! The local markets are a sensory overload – vibrant colors, smells, sounds, crowds. Navigate! Embrace the chaos. Buy a ridiculous souvenir I'll regret later (but adore in the moment).
- Afternoon: The Iced Coffee Crusade. This is a serious mission. I need to find THE place with the perfect iced coffee. The kind that makes your tastebuds sing. This will be my holy grail. Failing that, I will self-destruct.
- Evening: Apartment Evening. Quiet time to download pictures to my phone, chill, and possibly write a long, rambling email home. Maybe watch a movie. Or maybe just stare at the ceiling and think about life. The possibilities are endless.
- Emotional Reaction: Sometimes, just being in a new place, even if it's just a generic apartment, makes you feel… good. Like the world is full of potential. I'm surprisingly okay with this.
Day 4: Exploring the Inland: Salt Lakes and Hiking (or an attempt)
- Morning: "The Pink Lakes!" (Las Salinas de Torrevieja). This is more than a sight, it is an experience. A walk around, maybe a boat ride. See, Feel, Experience.
- Afternoon: Hiking! Find a trail, preferably one that isn't too strenuous, because, let's be honest, my athletic ability peaked in high school. Prepare for potential misadventures: getting lost, encountering aggressive wildlife, the usual.
- Evening: Dinner out. I might try a new restaurant that someone recommended, I might end up back at the tapas place. The world is my oyster.
- Messier Structure: Okay, maybe I won't hike. Depending on the weather and my general level of laziness. But the pink lakes are a must. I NEED that Instagram picture.
Day 5: Repeat Days and Sunburn Check
- Morning: Sleep in.
- Afternoon: Beach.
- Evening: Dinner.
- Emotional Reaction: Look, it's okay to repeat a great day. Actually amazing. The only thing bad is the sunburn I'll get.
- Opinionated Language: This is a damn good life.
Day 6: The One and Only (or Maybe Not) Day Trip
- Morning: Explore! Maybe a day trip to Cartagena or Alicante. Do research. I may or may not follow through, depending on my mood and aversion to driving. I'm leaning towards "relaxing" over "busy."
- Afternoon: If day trip: Exploring historical sites or Museums.
- Evening: Dinner out, possibly something fancy for a change. Or, you know, pizza. Depends.
- Rambles: I mean, there could be more day trips. But I still don't know for sure if I'll act on it.
Day 7: Departure and Post-Vacation Blues
- Morning: Packing. The dreaded packing. Will I have enough room for all my souvenirs? (Probably not.) Last-minute scramble to find everything. One last Spanish breakfast.
- Afternoon: Drive to the airport. Return the rental car. Hope it's in one piece.
- Evening: The long flight home. Reflect on the trip. Start planning the next one.
- Stronger Emotional Reaction: Leaving is always bittersweet. But hey, it's a vacation, so everything is great.
Disclaimer: This itinerary is subject to change. I am a spontaneous traveler with a tendency to wander off-piste. There may be tears. There will probably be sunburn. But most importantly, there will be memories. And isn't that what it's all about?
Luxury Domburg Chalet: Dishwasher, Beach-Close Paradise!
Okay, *before* I even think about booking... what's the REAL story? Is this place actually "luxe"? (And is the Belvilla part a red flag?)
Alright, buckle up, because "luxe" is a relative term. Imagine a toddler describing a mud pie as "gourmet." Did I love my time at Escape to Paradise? Potentially. But let's get real. The photos? They're *flattering*. Think of them as Instagram versus reality. The apartment itself? Comfortable, yes. Luxurious? Hmmm… more "comfortably appointed". Think Ikea meets a Spanish aesthetic. And the Belvilla thing? Eh. I'd heard mixed things. Turns out, it's basically a glorified rental agency. They're more of a middleman. So, manage your expectations. The apartment *can* be lovely, but don't expect a butler to appear magically with your morning coffee (I sadly checked…no butler).
What's the apartment *actually* like? Be honest about the small stuff. The *really* small stuff. Like, the fridge.
Okay, the fridge. Right. Well, first off, the size. Imagine a compact that wants to be a full-sized. The power outlets? Ah, the power outlets… You'll need adaptors, and I mean, *multiple* adaptors. You're going to feel like a techie on a mission. The furniture? Comfortable. The sofa? I basically lived on it. It was… okay. The beds? Fine. Not the *cloud* experience, but you'll sleep. Now, the balcony… now we're talking! That's where the magic happened. That's where I spent most of my time, sipping wine, watching the sun set and contemplating my life choices. Honestly, the balcony saved the whole experience. The kitchen? Functionally adequate, but don't expect to whip up Michelin-star meals without some serious improvisation.
Is the Wi-Fi decent? Because I *need* Wi-Fi to survive (and watch my guilty pleasure shows).
Wi-Fi… the bane of my existence on this trip (and probably yours). It was… sporadic. Okay, let's be honest, it was often *terrible*. Streaming? Forget about it during peak hours. I'm talking buffering that makes you want to throw your phone out the window. I ended up tethering to my phone more often than not. Pack a good book (and maybe invest in a data plan). You've been warned.
What about the bathrooms? Clean? Modern? Does the shower spray scalding water on your face unexpectedly? (I've had *experiences*...)
The bathrooms were… functional. Clean? Yes. Modern? Ish. They weren't falling apart, which is a win. The shower pressure was decent (surprisingly!), and the water temperature was… predictable. No sudden face-scalding incidents. Thank heavens! The only small issue was the slightly weird placement of the toilet paper holder. But, hey, small price to pay for not getting second-degree burns in the shower, right?
Is it noisy? I need peace and quiet to recharge, not screaming kids and construction.
Noise levels? Depend on the time of year, honestly. I went in shoulder season, so it was pretty chill. But I'm fairly sure there were some noisy neighbors at one point. Sometimes parties just popped up out of nowhere! During the day, it was relatively peaceful. In the evening, you might hear some music from the pool area. But generally, it was quiet enough to relax. If you're a light sleeper, bring earplugs, just in case. Otherwise… it’s the kind of place where you *can* actually unwind and maybe even hear your *own* thoughts for once.
How’s the location? Is everything walkable? And what about that pool everyone raves about?
Location-wise, it's pretty good! Close to beaches, bars, and restaurants. "Walkable" is a spectrum. You *can* walk to a lot of things, but it’s probably a 20-30 minute walk to the beach. And let's be real, in the Spanish sun, that can feel like an hour. A car would be a huge advantage here, especially if you want to explore further afield. However, the pool... the pool is glorious! It’s clean, well-maintained, and a genuine highlight. I spent hours there! It's a lovely spot which makes you feel refreshed.
Are there any shops nearby for groceries and essentials? And how close is the beach, really?
Yes, there are shops nearby! You're not entirely stranded. There are a few supermarkets within a short drive (or a longer walk). You can find basic supplies, but you might want to plan a more significant grocery run for the bulk of your needs. As for the beach… it's not *right* there. It's not *miles* away, but you'll need to walk a bit, or, better yet, snag a taxi or a car. (I'm repeating myself, I know, but the car thing is important!). It's close enough to make beach trips a daily possibility though, which is great. The beach itself? Beautiful. Worth the slight trek. You will not regret it. I definitely didn't.
What about parking? Is it a nightmare? (I hate circling the block!)
Parking? The parking situation was… fine. There was usually space, although it got a bit trickier in the evenings. Mostly on-street parking. It's not like circling the block for an hour (thank goodness!). Just be prepared to maybe walk a short distance from your car. In truth, it's really not a big deal.
What was your BEST day at the apartment? Tell me everything!
Oh man, the BEST day… Okay, picture this: Wake up. The sun is already streaming in through the balcony doors. I grab a coffee (brewed in the miraculously-still-working coffee machine) and step out onto the balcony. The world is quiet, the air fresh and clean. Just the *idea* of escaping, you know? I spend the morning reading, feeling that warm Spanish sun on my skin. Bliss! Then, a leisurely wander to the shops, stocking up on supplies for a picnic. Later, I head down to the pool, where I spend the entire afternoon just floating, reading my book and sipping a cool drink. (I didn't realize that I *had* a big book!) The sun sets, painting the skyJet Set Hotels
