Escape to Paradise: Unbelievable Lake Views at Treebo Lake Bloom, Powai!
Escape to Paradise: Unbelievable Lake Views at Treebo Lake Bloom, Powai!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review that’s less polished brochure and more… well, me. I'm gonna be brutally honest, even if it means admitting I spent five minutes staring at the complimentary shampoo, wondering if it was edible (don't judge, jet lag is a beast). This review is for the… well, let's just call it "The Grand Hotel," because frankly, after all this stuff, I’ve forgotten the name. Here. We. Go.
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The Grand Hotel: A Messily Honest Review
Right, so, let's start with the basics: Accessibility. (I'm already sensing a theme here – expect a lot of my own internal monologue). The website promised "Wheelchair Accessible" and honestly, that was a huge selling point for my Aunt Mildred, who appreciates a good ramp more than a free buffet. Turns out, the promises were mostly kept. The lobby? Smooth sailing. The elevators? Spacious enough for Mildred and her enormous handbag collection (seriously, what is in those things?). They even have a bathroom I could navigate in my wheelchair, that was a win. But… and there's always a but… the pool area? A bit of a trek, and could have been better. Some of the thresholds were a bit… challenging. Still, a good effort, and Mildred, bless her heart, managed with a little help from yours truly. That counts in their favour in my books.
What I Liked (and a bit more about Aunt Mildred)
- Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! Hallelujah! Finally, I could upload those embarrassing vacation photos of me in a Speedo (don’t ask). The connection was solid. I think. I spent more time looking at the complimentary shampoo than actually working… so what can you expect?
- The Bed: Okay, the bed was heavenly. Like, sink-into-it-and-forget-your-troubles heavenly. Seriously. I could've stayed there all day. Maybe I did. Don't tell anyone.
- The Pool with a View: Stunning. Absolutely stunning. I attempted a graceful dive, but ended up more of a belly flop. Still, the view of [City Name] was worth it. The pool itself was also good, but there was a lot of chlorine and I think my hair got a little… crispy.
The Stuff That Made Me Sigh (and maybe cry a little)
- "Individually-Wrapped Food Options": The word "individually" haunted me during breakfast. Every single croissant, muffin, and pre-packaged fruit salad was like, wrapped. I get it – sanitation and all that – but the sheer amount of plastic was… depressing. I was just so hungry I had such a messy cry about it.
- The "Fitness Center": "Fitness Center," they called it? More like a closet with two treadmills and a dumbbell that looked older than I am. I did one round of jumping jacks and called it a day. The pictures on the website were… generous, let's put it that way.
- The "Asian Breakfast": I was so looking forward to this! But it was just like, some generic things. My hopes were way too high. The coffee was… not great.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking Adventures
- The Restaurant (and My Inner Critic): The A la carte in restaurant offers a lot of options. Good. I’m a fan of options. I had one meal at the Vegetarian restaurant, which was actually quite good. The Poolside bar was… well, it existed. The Happy hour felt a little… forced. But, the waitstaff was attentive, and the food was passable. I'd rate it as acceptable.
- Room Service (24-hour): This? This was a lifesaver. Especially after my disastrous attempt at ordering a cocktail at the bar (let's just say the bartender looked at me like I'd grown a third eye.) Breakfast in room was convenient, even if those pre-packaged croissants.
The Spa/Sauna/Steamroom Triangle of Bliss (or Something Like It)
- Massage: Okay, the massage. Amazing. I nearly fell asleep and didn’t notice the room was like 95 degrees with no windows.
- The Sauna/Steamroom: The Spa/sauna was nice, but I wasn’t so keen on the sauna. The steamroom was a definite highlight.
Services and Conveniences – The Good, The Bad, and the Baggage.
- Concierge: They helped me find a decent tailor to fix my travel-worn pants. A win.
- Daily Housekeeping: Flawless. My room was always a sparkling oasis of cleanliness.
- Food Delivery: Useful for when I was still feeling ashamed of the cocktail debacle.
For the Kids (and Aunt Mildred… at heart)
- Family/child friendly: The was a kids section but it was very quiet. I’m not sure there were any kids at The Grand Hotel at the time.
- Babysitting service: Didn't use it, obviously.
The Sanitization Obsession (and How I Feel About It)
The team at The Grand Hotel, clearly took Cleanliness and safety seriously, you can tell from the Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the fact that all the staff seem to do some kind of Professional-grade sanitizing services. I am a firm believer in washing hands after you use the bathroom, but the obsessive cleaning was a little… much. Felt like I was a criminal by the way I was stared at as I left the room for breakfast. While they did the stuff I’m glad the hotel had Anti-viral cleaning products and Daily disinfection in common areas, there was absolutely Room sanitization opt-out available which made me sleep easier at night.
The Nitty-Gritty (because I can’t resist)
- Rooms Sanitized Between Stays: They actually did this. Impressive.
- Front Desk [24-hour]: Super helpful.
- Elevator: Thank god.
- Non-Smoking Rooms: A must, in my book.
- Air conditioning in public area: Thank god.
- Cashless payment service: So convenient.
Getting Around… and Other Random Thoughts
- Airport transfer: Worth it. The taxi queue looked like a zombie apocalypse.
- Car park [free of charge]: Bonus!
- Pets allowed unavailable: Boo. I wanted to bring my imaginary cat, Mr. Fluffernutter.
The Verdict:
Look, The Grand Hotel isn’t perfect. It’s got some quirks, some areas for improvement, and a whole lot of pre-packaged pastries. But it's also a comfortable, conveniently located… I would stay again? Maybe. My aunt Mildred would definitively stay again - she loved it. And sometimes, that's all that matters. Would I recommend it? Yes, with a few caveats. Come prepared to embrace the absurd, the slightly imperfect, and the sheer, chaotic energy of travel. And don’t forget your own bottle of sunscreen!
Escape to Romance: 2BR Bad Ischl Apartment with Balcony!
Alright, alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously planned travel itinerary. This is me, battling jet lag, Mumbai humidity, and the existential dread of… well, everything, all while trying to have a semi-decent time at the Treebo Lake Bloom Powai. Here we go:
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Powai Lake Ambiguity
- 10:00 AM: Landed at the Mumbai airport. Disaster. Absolute, glorious, sweaty disaster. The baggage carousel, a cruel, mocking beast. My suitcase? Nowhere to be seen. Cue the internal panic. Then, a little voice says, "Hey, you made it. Breathe." So I did. Found a decent chai wallah and got a chai.
- 11:30 AM: Finally, the suitcase! (Thank the travel gods.) Taxi to Treebo. The driver, a chatty fella, tried to convince me Mumbai was heaven. I was too busy trying not to hurl to form a counter-argument.
- 12:30 PM: Check-in. The lobby is…clean. And smells vaguely of antiseptic. First impressions count. The room? Small, but hey, it has AC. Crucial. Dumped everything.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. The hotel restaurant. Okayish. Ordered some generic paneer something. Couldn't say what, just that paneer. Regretting not scouting out a local spot. Already fighting off the urge to nap.
- 2:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Powai Lake Adventure! (Insert dramatic music.) Walked. Attempted. Failed. The lake itself is…there. Beautiful, but also… murky. I felt like I needed a tetanus shot when I got within 50 ft. Took a lot of photos. People watching was the best part. Saw a dog trying to steal a whole naan. Absolute legend. Watched a couple bicker. Ah, the drama of life… I feel like I just stared at a weird lake and felt a little lost.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Back to the room. Showered. The water pressure was pathetic. Briefly considered writing a strongly worded letter to the management about the pathetic water pressure, but then decided I was too tired.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at the hotel. Paneer again. Sigh. I'm already developing a paneer dependency.
Day 2: Chaos and Chai (and a Spiritual Awakening…maybe)
- 7:00 AM: Woke up. Jet lag is a monster.
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast. They had a dosa! A ray of sunshine in a sea of questionable hotel food. Ate three.
- 9:00 AM: Attempted to find a yoga class. Failed. Mumbai is a city . Ended up wandering around, bumping into people, and feeling utterly lost.
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Explored the Hiranandani Gardens . It's an artificial paradise. Everything, perfect, manicured, and a little… fake? I think I had a brief existential crisis in a fountain. It was a hot day.
- 12:00 PM: Chai break. Found a little shop with the best masala chai. The feeling of this - it really hit me. This is what I came for!
- 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM: The Great Street Food Search. I'd heard tales of glorious street food. I ventured out…and didn't eat much. Looked at some of it, but something in me was worried.
- 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Nap. Pure, unadulterated, glorious nap.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Tried to write in a journal. Failed. My thoughts were a messy jumble of heat, sweat, and a deep-seated longing for a decent coffee.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Chicken tikka masala. Fine. Just… fine.
- 8:00 PM: Wandered around the hotel. Found a vending machine with… candy. The candy was old.
Day 3: The Day I Gave Up (and Kind Of Enjoyed It)
- 8:00 AM: Slept in. Didn't set an alarm. Glorious.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Another dosa. I'm starting to feel like a local.
- 10:00 AM - 1:00 PM: A completely aimless day. Listened to the noise from my window. Watched traffic.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. The hotel restaurant. Chicken biryani. Better than the paneer.
- 2:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Did Not Leave My Room. Watched a bad movie. Read a terrible novel. Wrote some of this garbage. Really, truly relaxed. No pressure. Just… nothing.
- 7:00 PM: Ordered room service. Fried rice. I’ve sunk to the lowest depths of hotel dining… and I don’t care.
- 8:00 PM: Attempted to pack. Failed. Sigh.
Day 4: Departure and The Unfinished Mumbai Dream
- 7:00 AM: Wake up.
- 8:00 AM: Final breakfast. Last Dosa. Feel a little sad.
- 9:00 AM: Check out.
- 10:00 AM: Taxi to the airport. The driver tried to sell me a "special" tea. I politely declined.
- 11:00 AM: Depart.
Final Thoughts:
Mumbai, you magnificent, chaotic, challenging, and ultimately, captivating mess. I didn't conquer you. I didn't become a foodie. I didn't find enlightenment. But I survived. And somewhere in the hazy, humid days, I found a small piece of… something. Probably just some paneer stuck to my ribs. But I'll take it. Until next time, Mumbai. Maybe I'll be ready for you then. (Probably not, but a girl can dream, right?) And as I was leaving my last taxi, I saw the dog, with the naan, again!
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