Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Basque Country Retreat Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Basque Country Retreat Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Basque Country Retreat Awaits! - A Review That's Less "Perfect Brochure" and More "Real Life"
Okay, folks, let's be real. I just got back from a stay at Escape to Paradise, and let me tell you… it wasn't exactly what the glossy brochures promised. But you know what? That's okay! Because real life is messy, unpredictable, and sometimes, gloriously imperfect. And this review? It's going to be the same. Buckle up, because we're going on a ride.
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- Description: A brutally honest review of Escape to Paradise in the Basque Country. From the stunning views to the slightly wonky internet, discover if this resort truly lives up to its name. Includes accessibility info, dining details, and a whole lot of personal anecdotes!
First Impressions: Arrival & the Unraveling…
The website photos are, shall we say, optimistic. They showed sun-drenched terraces, sparkling pools, and effortlessly chic guests. My reality? A slightly drizzly afternoon, a frantic scramble for the real door after the GPS sent me to the service entrance, and a lobby that, while undeniably pretty, felt a tad… clinical. Yes, they had Air Conditioning in the public area and a lovely Terrace, but the initial vibe was less "bohemian bliss" and more "corporate retreat."
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag (But Mostly Good!)
Okay, let's get the important stuff out of the way first. For anyone needing it, Escape to Paradise thankfully offers Facilities for disabled guests and is generally pretty good on the Accessibility front. The Wheelchair accessible features were in place, which was a MASSIVE relief. The Elevator was definitely a lifesaver considering my room was high up (although, a bit slow to be honest, and made me feel I was in "speed 1" of my whole life). The Rooms for those with needs were spacious and well-equipped, and thankfully, Facilities for disabled guests were really well considered. Top marks for that! Now, the slightly less-than-perfect: navigating the gardens with a wheelchair could be a bit of a challenge in places (uneven paths, etc.). But overall, very impressed.
Rooms: The Sanctuary (Mostly… Sometimes… With a Side of WiFi Woes)
The rooms themselves? Well, they're a mixed bag. My Non-smoking room (thank GOD) was beautifully appointed, with a ridiculously comfortable Extra long bed (which was crucial, because I spent a lot of time in it!), a fantastic Seating area, and a seriously luxurious Private bathroom with a Separate shower/bathtub. Loved the Bathrobes and Slippers, because who doesn't want to feel like a pampered god every day? And the Free bottled water was a welcome touch (thank goodness, I also didn't expect to love the Complimentary tea so much). The Blackout curtains were also a lifesaver. I'm not a morning person, okay?
Then… the little snags.
- The Internet access – wireless (or, you know, the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!) was… patchy. Let's just say, I spent a lot of time muttering under my breath at the speed. It wasn't ideal for serious work, let’s face it.
- The In-room safe box was a bit temperamental. I had to call the front desk twice to get it working (the first time, it was my fault for sure though!)…
- My air conditioning went out once, but the staff were quick to fix it!
But hey, these are minor gripes. I mean, you're in the Basque Country! Gorgeous views from the window that opens, a damn good mirror, and a decent desk even if my laptop was a bit grumpy.
Dining & Drinking: A Culinary Adventure (and My Love Affair with the Salad Bar)
Okay, food. This is where Escape to Paradise truly shines, and where my messy, stream-of-consciousness reviews starts to get… well, messy. There's a lot going on, honestly. Let's start with the basics.
- Restaurants: Several to choose from, with A la carte in restaurant options and the usual Breakfast [buffet]. Loved the Western breakfast, and the Asian breakfast was a fun change.
- Bar: The poolside bar was AMAZING. I may or may not have spent a significant portion of my trip parked there, enjoying the Poolside bar service.
- Coffee shop: The coffee was actually good. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was never bad though, let's be real.
- Snack bar: Didn't use it, but I'm sure it was fine.
- Room service [24-hour]: I definitely used it, mostly for late-night snacks. Super convenient!
- Desserts in restaurant: Yes. All the desserts.
- Alternative meal arrangement: They were accommodating - which was great, honestly.
Okay, personal experience time. This is MY standout moment, the thing I'll remember years from now.
I have a confession: I'm obsessed with salad bars. Like, really obsessed. At Escape to Paradise, the salad bar was epic. Fresh ingredients, inventive dressings, and everything was perfectly chilled. I'm not even kidding, I think I gained five pounds just from that salad bar. The Salad in restaurant deserves a medal, a statue, and a lifetime supply of crunchy croutons. One day, I even ate three plates. I have no regrets.
And yes, of course, I did try the other menus. The Western cuisine in restaurant was solid, and while I'm not an expert in Asian cuisine in restaurant, it was enjoyable. But. The salad bar. It was the hero.
Things to Do & Relaxation: The Spa, The Gym, Oh My! (And My Existential Crisis in the Sauna…)
Okay, relaxation time! Escape to Paradise boasts a huge range of ways to relax, and I put them to the test.
- Spa: The main highlight, the Spa/sauna was glorious. The Body scrub and Body wrap left me feeling like a new person (for, like, 12 hours).
- Sauna: Yes. Wonderful. I spent a LOT of time in the sauna. I even had a minor existential crisis in the sauna one afternoon, pondering the mysteries of the universe while sweating out toxins. Highly recommend (the sauna, not the existential crisis).
- Steamroom: Also good!
- Swimming pool: The Pool with view was simply stunning. The Swimming pool [outdoor] was perfect for a morning swim.
- Fitness center: I attempted to use the Gym/fitness. Let's just say, I spent more time admiring the equipment than actually using it.
- Foot bath: Yes, very relaxing!
Honestly, the whole spa experience was top-notch. The facilities are beautiful, the staff are friendly and professional, and the treatments are divine. This is where Escape to Paradise truly lives up to its name.
Cleanliness & Safety: COVID-19 Considerations
In these post-pandemic times, it's important to consider safety. Escape to Paradise has some measures, but I'm just gonna be honest, it was maybe a bit of a mixed bag.
- Hand sanitizer stations were readily available, and I appreciated the effort.
- Staff trained in safety protocol was apparent.
- Room sanitization opt-out available was also great.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: check.
- The use of Anti-viral cleaning products and the fact the Rooms sanitized between stays filled me with comfort.
- Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items were standard.
I didn't experience a ton of these things but I liked knowing they were in place.
Services & Conveniences: The Finer Points
- Concierge: Extremely helpful. They booked my taxis, gave me directions, and generally made my life easier.
- Daily housekeeping: The room was immaculate. Seriously, these guys deserve an award for keeping up with the mess.
- Luggage storage: No problems!
- Cash withdrawal: They had one.
- Food delivery: There was some.
- Laundry service / Ironing service: Very necessary after my salad bar excursions.
For the Kids: Not My Area, But…
I don't travel with kids, but the resort seemed pretty Family/child friendly. They had
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BAKUBITXI CASA RURAL SC, ZUIA, SPAIN: A Hot Mess of a Trip, But in the Best Way Possible
(The Prelude: Pre-Trip Panic & Pasta-Loading)
T-minus 1 week: Okay, so I had grand plans, right? Spreadsheets, color-coded itineraries, the whole shebang. Didn't happen. Mostly because, as the departure date loomed, I was a chaotic ball of anxiety. Did I pack enough socks? Did I forget my passport? (I didn't, thankfully.) The chaos peaked the night before, fueled by a frantic pasta carbonara binge. Carbs. Comfort. Necessary.
Day 1: Arrival…and Existential Dread (kidding, mostly)
- 8:00 AM (approx.): Ryanair from London. Let's just say the experience was…memorable. (Mostly because I suspect the person in front of me was trying to smuggle a small, fluffy poodle in their oversized handbag. Or maybe that was just the jet lag talking.)
- 12:00 PM: Arrived at Bilbao airport, and suddenly, I'm thinking I should have brushed up on my Spanish! "Por favor… um… where's the rental car place?" I'm pretty sure that's not what I said, or how I said it.
- 1:00 PM: Rental car acquired (a slightly battered Citroen, which I immediately christened "Rusty"). Driving into the hills…the roads are windy! I think I might be a terrible driver.
- 3:00 PM: Finally arrive at Bakubitxi Casa Rural. The website photos promised rustic charm. In reality, it felt more like a fairy tale! The house is stone walled, with a massive wooden door. It's beautiful, and I immediately feel the tension in my shoulders melt away.
- 3:30 PM: Check-in. Xabier, the owner, greets me with a smile as wide as the Basque Country itself. His English is a little rusty, but his warmth transcends any language barrier. And he gave me a giant hug, which, after the Ryanair experience, was exactly what I needed. My room? Cozy. Spotless. And with a view that could make a cynic weep.
- 4:00 PM: Unpack. Or rather, attempt to unpack. My life is now just scattered clothing and a half-eaten pack of biscuits.
- 5:00 PM: First walk around the property. Wow. Cows. Hills. More cows. My jaw is actually slack. The air smells clean, and the only sounds are the gentle tinkling of cowbells and my own heavy breathing (hello, city lungs!). I sit on a bench and just… breathe. This is what I needed.
- 6:00 PM: The dreaded "grocery store shop". My Spanish is abysmal. My ability to find anything on the shelves is even worse, but, hey, I survived. Purchased bread, cheese, chorizo, (the essentials), a bottle of wine (because, Spain), and a suspicious-looking green liquid that might be pesto.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner on the terrace. The pesto is, well, it's green. The chorizo is delicious. The wine? Perfect. Feeling genuinely happy and peaceful.
- 9:00 PM: Stargazing! The sky is an inky canvas dotted with a million tiny diamonds. Utterly breathtaking.
Day 2: Hiking, Humbling, and the Pursuit of Pintxos
- 8:00 AM: Woke up to the sound of birds and the smell of…something delicious. Probably not the petrol from “Rusty”.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at Bakubitxi. Fresh bread, homemade jam, and coffee so strong it could restart a car. Seriously, I might be living on it.
- 10:00 AM: Hike! Xabier gave me some advice, and the map, and I set off, feeling like a proper explorer.
- 10:30 AM: Immediately get lost. The "easy" trail I chose was suddenly a steep, rocky scramble. Several near-death experiences involving rogue sheep.
- 1:00 PM: Eventually make it to the top! The views are spectacular – rolling green hills, distant mountains, and a tiny, slightly neurotic figure (me) trying to catch her breath. Victory! And a profound sense of humility. I'm nowhere near as fit as I thought.
- 2:00 PM: Return to Bakubitxi. Shower. Recover.
- 3:00 PM: Drive into Vitoria-Gasteiz. The city (the capital of the Basque Country) feels a world away from the tranquility of Zuia, but the energy is infectious.
- 4:00 PM: Pintxos time! Seriously, if you go to the Basque Country and don't eat pintxos (the local version of tapas), you're doing it wrong.
- Rambling Pintxos Interlude: I had a plate of pintxos at a place in the old quarter, and it was utterly delightful. Each tiny bite was an explosion of flavor, I found everything from cod to ham, to stuffed peppers. I may or may not have gone back twice. I'm not saying. I'm just saying it was worth every calorie. It was heaven on a plate!
- 6:00 PM: More wandering. More pintxos. (Did I mention the pintxos?) Getting slightly tipsy, and completely okay with it.
- 7:00 PM: Get hopelessly lost trying to get back to Rusty. Basque city streets are a maze.
- 8:00 PM: Finally locate Rusty. Celebrate with a triumphant cheese and chorizo sandwich purchased from a dodgy van in the car park.
- 9:00 PM: Back to Casa Rural. Sleep, sweet sleep.
Day 3: The Double Down on the Relaxation…And the Rain
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. It is raining. A LOT. But, you know what? I don't care.
- 9:30 AM: Breakfast. More coffee. More jam. This could become a dangerous habit.
- 10:30 AM: The Double-Down on Chill: This is what I came for! I'm getting serious about relaxation. I light the fire in the (very charming) living room. It crackles, the rain drums on the windows, and I curl up with a book, a cup of tea, and a ridiculously oversized blanket. Peace. Pure, unadulterated peace.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. Another chorizo sandwich. Judge me, I dare you.
- 2:00 PM: Nap. Because, why not?
- 4:00 PM: Bake a cake! The kitchen is tiny, the recipe is in Spanish, and my baking skills are questionable at best. I burned the edges, but it's edible, which is a triumph.
- 5:00 PM: Sit and watch the rain. Really, that's all. The world outside is grey and misty, and I feel…content.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Cake. Wine. The perfect gloomy evening.
- 9:00 PM: Early night and to bed with a good feeling.
Day 4: The Farewell…and a Promise
- 8:00 AM: Last breakfast at Bakubitxi. Saying goodbye to Xabier, feels like saying goodbye to an old friend.
- 9:00 AM: Departure. The drive back to Bilbao airport is quiet. I think about the people I've met, the food I've eaten, and the sheer beauty of the landscape.
- 11:00 AM: At the airport. Stand in a long queue for security, and I get to reminiscing, while I wait, and I start looking forward to the future.
- 1:00 PM: Home.
- 1:30 PM: I'm already planning my return.
(Post-Trip Reflections: A Messy Masterpiece)
So, there you have it. My Zuia adventure. It wasn't perfect. It was messy. It was occasionally terrifying. But it was real. It was full of beauty, and laughter, and good food, and moments of profound peace. And that, my friends, is what makes a trip truly unforgettable. Don't be afraid to get lost, to eat too much, to laugh until your sides ache, and to embrace the beautiful imperfection of it all. Because that's
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Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Basque Country Retreat Awaits! (And Let Me Tell You, It REALLY Does...)
Okay, Okay, Basque Country... But Seriously, *What* is It? My Geography's a Bit... Dusty.
Right, so, Basque Country (Euskal Herria in Basque, which I'll *attempt* to pronounce later... probably with a completely mangled accent) is this incredible region straddling the border between France and Spain. Think rolling green hills that practically *beg* you to hike them, dramatic coastline where the Atlantic crashes in a glorious display of power, and a culture that’s, well, unlike anything else I've ever experienced. Seriously. It's all about family, fiercely independent spirit, and food that'll make you wanna slap your mama (in a good way!)
I remember the first time I even *heard* about it – some travel blogger, all perfectly curated photos and flawlessly written prose. Sounded... boring. But then I went. And my jaw. Hit. The. Floor. No filters needed for this place. The food particularly... oh, the food...
The Food! Tell Me About The Food! My Stomach is Already Rumbling...
Oh, the food! Prepare yourself. Seriously. I'm talking culinary nirvana. Pintxos (Basque tapas) that are little works of art - each one bursting with flavor! Fresh seafood plucked straight from the ocean (the turbot! OMG, the turbot!). And the txakoli (light, slightly sparkling white wine) - practically designed to make you feel happy and convivial.
Let me tell you a story. I wandered into this tiny, hole-in-the-wall pintxos bar in San Sebastián (Donostia, if you're feeling fancy). No English menu, of course. I pointed at something, praying for the best. What arrived? A plate of grilled octopus so tender it practically melted in my mouth, drizzled with olive oil and sprinkled with paprika. I swear, I almost cried. Proper, unadulterated, happy tears. And yeah, it was probably after a couple of glasses of Txakoli.
Okay, Okay, Food is Good. But What About... The Practical Stuff? How Do I Get There?
Getting there is relatively painless. You can fly into Bilbao (BIO), San Sebastián (EAS – which is smaller but super charming), or even Biarritz (BIQ) in France. From there, you can rent a car (which I highly recommend for the freedom!), take a train (the scenic route!), or rely on buses.
My advice? Rent a car. The roads are incredible, the scenery will make you pull over every five minutes to take photos (and then realize you can barely function because you have a camera roll the size of a small country), and you’ll find hidden gems that the public transport won’t reach. Just… be prepared for some narrow, winding roads in the more mountainous areas. Let's just say I've got a renewed appreciation for the reverse gear.
Accommodation - What Should I Expect? Are We Talking Luxury Hotels or… Hostels?
Basque Country offers everything. From swanky boutique hotels in San Sebastián (prepare to pay a small fortune in high season... WORTH IT, though.) to charming guesthouses in smaller villages. You can find rustic farmstays, modern apartments with incredible views and even hostels. It's a question of budget and preference.
I actually splurged on a gorgeous little hotel in Getaria (a fishing village, and the birthplace of the designer Balenciaga, by the way). The view from the balcony? Spectacular. The breakfast (freshly baked bread, local cheeses, the works)? Divine. The only downside? I didn't want to leave the balcony. Ever. I may or may not have considered selling a kidney to stay another week.
What About the Language? Can I Get By in English? (Because My Spanish is... Well...)
Ah, the language barrier. It's a tricky one! While Spanish is widely spoken, and many people in tourist areas understand some English, Basque (Euskara) is a totally unique language, unrelated to any other in Europe. It’s… complicated.
I tried to learn a few basic phrases (hello, please, thank you… you know, the essentials) before I went. I even downloaded a language app. But let’s just say my attempts at speaking Basque were met with a mixture of amusement and bewilderment. Hand gestures and a smile work wonders. Seriously. Don’t be afraid to look foolish. It’s part of the adventure! Plus – people *really* appreciate the effort, even if you massacre the pronunciation, which you will, almost certainly.
Things to Do Besides Eating (I Know, I Know, Difficult...). What Are Some Highlights?
Okay, tearing yourself away from the pintxos is tough, I get it. But seriously, there's so much more to explore!
First, San Sebastián (Donostia). It’s got a stunning beach (La Concha), incredible architecture, and, of course, the aforementioned food scene. Then there’s Bilbao, with the Guggenheim Museum (which is a must-see, even if you’re not a massive art buff – the architecture alone is breathtaking!), the Casco Viejo (Old Town), and a generally cool vibe. And don't forget to hit up the smaller towns and villages! Getaria, as I mentioned, is charming. Biarritz, in France, is beautiful and glamorous.
I'm still haunted by not going surfing. The waves are supposed to be amazing, and I bottled it. Next time! There's always the next time.
Is it Expensive? My Bank Account is Already Crying...
It *can* be expensive, especially in San Sebastián and during peak season. But it doesn’t have to break the bank. Food, as I've hinted at is where the costs come in. Remember, some tapas are cheap... but you'll want to eat a lot. Flights, accommodation, and fancy restaurants can be costly. Do some prior research and look for alternatives and you'll have a great time without going bankrupt.
I found some amazing little tapas bars tucked away from the main tourist thoroughfares offering delicious, reasonably-priced food. And honestly, you can’t beat a picnic lunch with local bread, cheese, and ham, enjoyed with a view. In fact, some of my fondest memories from the trip are linked with these low-key, authentic experiences.
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