Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: ParkCity Everly Hotel Bintulu!
Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: ParkCity Everly Hotel Bintulu!
Unbelievable Luxury (Maybe?) Awaits: My ParkCity Everly Hotel Bintulu Rollercoaster! - A Review That's Frankly, a Bit All Over the Place.
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I just survived… experienced… the ParkCity Everly Hotel in Bintulu. "Unbelievable Luxury" they boast? Well, let's just say my experience was…unforgettable. More like a wild, mixed-bag buffet of fantastic highs and, shall we say, slightly less-than-stellar lows. This is going to be a rambling, honest, probably-too-detailed account, so grab a coffee (or maybe a stiff drink, you'll see why) and let's dive in.
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Getting Started: The Good, the Bad, and the Occasionally Confusing
First off, the location. Bintulu itself? A bit…industrial. But the hotel, well, it looms large, promising, well, something. Getting there was a breeze, thanks to their Airport Transfer which felt genuinely luxurious after a long flight. The Car Park [Free of Charge] was a definite win, especially since I like to roam. Speaking of roaming, the Car park [on-site] was also available and good; a parking pass is a must.
Accessibility: A Bit of a Mixed Bag?
Now, I’m not in a wheelchair, but I always pay attention to Accessibility, and based on what I saw, it's mostly good. The Facilities for Disabled Guests are present, which is a plus. The Elevator is, you know, an elevator. Wheelchair Accessible I would rate as "mostly". I didn’t see much of a problem, but I'd recommend calling ahead and getting a room assigned specifically for wheelchair access, just to be absolutely certain. I'm assuming the Check-in/out [Express] would be available for them; I wouldn't know.
The Room: A Cozy Sanctuary… Mostly. With A Few Quirks.
Okay, the room. The Air Conditioning was a lifesaver. Bintulu heat is no joke. My room had a Window that Opens (a HUGE win for me – I like fresh air!) and Blackout curtains for those much-needed lie-ins. The Bed itself? Glorious. The Extra-long Bed was…well, extra long. I'm 6 foot, and I could stretch out without touching the end! The Daily Housekeeping was efficient, though on one occasion, the cleaning staff seemed to have missed a stray sock. (Hey, we're all human, right?).
The Bathroom: Separate Shower/Bathtub, But…
The Bathroom was functional, with a Separate Shower/Bathtub which is a definite luxury. Bathroom Phone? Okay, that's a little old-school, but hey, why not? The water pressure wasn't always consistent, mind you – one morning I was trying to rinse my hair and ended up with a trickle. But overall, it did the job and the Toiletries were decent.
Staying Connected: Wi-Fi… Mostly Free, Sometimes Frustrating
Let's talk Internet. Wi-Fi [free] is available, which is fantastic. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! is exactly what you want to hear. However, the connection was…erratic. One minute I was streaming Netflix, the next I was staring at that dreaded "spinning wheel of doom." The Internet access – wireless was far better, so I would definitely recommend using that one. Not ideal if you need to get a lot of work done, which is why there is Internet access – LAN available.
Dining: From Asian Delights to Questionable Buffets (and My Emotional Breakdown Over a Salad)
Right, the food. Oh, the food. This is where things get REALLY interesting.
- Asian Cuisine in Restaurant: The restaurant did Asian cuisine in restaurant, and the food was consistently pretty good. Local flavors, fresh ingredients – thumbs up!
- Buffet in Restaurant: The Breakfast [buffet], however… Well, let's just say it was a gamble. One day it was fantastic, with a great variety of options. The next day? Bland, lukewarm, and a little bit sad.
- A la carte in restaurant: I'm a big fan of A la carte in restaurant, and it worked.
- Western Cuisine in Restaurant: They sometimes had western cuisine in restaurant. It was ok.
- And The Emotional Breakdown Over Salad. (Yes, Really). One evening, I ordered a salad from room service. (The Room service [24-hour] is a great plus by the way, a real comfort after a long day). The salad arrived, looking… well, sad. Wilted lettuce, a few limp tomatoes, and a dressing that tasted suspiciously like bottled vinegar. I actually teared up. Not even kidding. It was the culmination of a long day, and that salad represented my dashed hopes for some fresh, healthy sustenance. My fault for ordering a salad in Bintulu, I guess, but still. I ate some of dinner from Breakfast takeaway service instead.
- Poolside Bar: The Poolside bar was a great bonus and a good place to order something.
The Spa & Relaxation: A Moment of Zen (Maybe?)
The Spa looked promising. I indulged in a Massage, and it was heavenly. Absolutely, gloriously, melt-into-the-table amazing. Worth every penny. I briefly considered a Body scrub, but chickened out. The Swimming pool [outdoor] was beautiful, great for a refreshing dip. And the Pool with view? Stunning.
Cleanliness & Safety: Feel Safe (Ish)
Okay, this is important. In these times, we all want to feel safe. The hotel seemed to take things seriously. They had Hand sanitizers all over the place, and I saw regular Daily disinfection in common areas, including Anti-viral cleaning products. Staff trained in safety protocol was good to see. Rooms sanitized between stays is a must. And the presence of a Doctor/nurse on call is reassuring. I’d say they're doing a good job.
Things To Do: Beyond The Hotel Walls
Bintulu doesn't exactly scream "tourist mecca," but there are things to do. The hotel can help with arranging tours, and they have info on local attractions. But I mostly stayed in the hotel; I'm a homebody.
Services and Conveniences: Mixed bag
The Concierge was helpful, and they offered Laundry service and Dry Cleaning. A definite bonus. Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange, and Safety deposit boxes are all available.
For The Kids: Family-Friendly Vibes
I didn't have kids with me, but the hotel seemed pretty Family/child friendly. I saw Babysitting service available, and I believe they offered Kids meal.
Overall Impression: Worth It?… Maybe?
So, would I recommend the ParkCity Everly Hotel Bintulu? Honestly, it's complicated.
The Good: The staff are lovely, the spa is amazing, most of the food is decent, and the location is convenient.
The Not-So-Good: The Wi-Fi can be spotty, and the buffet is inconsistent. And that salad. Seriously. Still stings.
My verdict? If you’re looking for a relatively comfortable and safe stay in Bintulu, the ParkCity Everly Hotel is a solid choice. Just manage your expectations, pack your own salad dressing, and maybe have a back-up plan for the internet. Ultimately, it's a decent hotel with a few quirks. And, honestly? The imperfections made it more memorable. I'll probably go back… but I'm bringing my own salad.
(P.S. A tip to the hotel: please, please, fix the wi-fi and improve the salad situation!)
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my chaotic, possibly disastrous, and definitely delicious adventure at the ParkCity Everly Hotel in Bintulu, Malaysia. This isn't your glossy brochure itinerary, this is MY itinerary. Get ready for some realness.
Day 1: Bintulu – Land of the Unexpected (and Terrible Taxi Drivers)
Morning (Mostly): Arrival at Bintulu Airport. Okay, first impressions? HOT. Like, "I'm melting into my shoes" hot. The airport itself is… utilitarian. Clean enough, but not exactly winning any awards for architectural grandeur. Finding a taxi? Forget about it. The taxi situation is like a scene from a slapstick comedy, involves aggressive hand gestures, and the prices are… well, let's just say I'm pretty sure I got fleeced. Lesson number one: negotiate BEFORE you get in. This driver, bless his heart, seemed to think "going straight" was optional. I'm pretty sure we did a lap of the local roundabout just for fun.
Afternoon: Check-in at the ParkCity Everly. Ah, sweet, air-conditioned relief! The lobby is pretty impressive, I have to admit. Gleaming marble, friendly staff. My room? Decent. Clean, comfortable bed. Success! But, the view from my window? A nondescript building. Sigh. Never mind. I'm here for the experience, right? I spend a good half hour just staring at the tiny, plastic water bottles and wondering how much I'll have to scold myself for using it later.
- Lunch Disaster: My stomach rumbles. I decide to bravely venture out for lunch. I spot a little local eatery. I pointed at a dish that looked vaguely appealing, and the nice lady behind the counter smiled and nodded. I got a plate full of… something. I’m still not entirely sure what it was, but it involved a lot of rice and mystery meat. It wasn’t bad, but it definitely wasn't calling me back for seconds.
- Quirky Observation: The amount of tiny, child-sized chairs in Bintulu restaurants is astonishing. Are Malaysians just perpetually adorable? Or is there a secret society of small diners I haven't been invited to?
- Lunch Disaster: My stomach rumbles. I decide to bravely venture out for lunch. I spot a little local eatery. I pointed at a dish that looked vaguely appealing, and the nice lady behind the counter smiled and nodded. I got a plate full of… something. I’m still not entirely sure what it was, but it involved a lot of rice and mystery meat. It wasn’t bad, but it definitely wasn't calling me back for seconds.
Evening: Exploratory wander around the hotel. Decided to try the hotel pool. It looked idyllic in the pictures. In reality, it was… ok. A bit crowded with families. I did a few laps, felt self-conscious (my swimsuit game is weak), and retreated to the bar.
- Evening Drink & Disappointment: I order a cocktail. It arrives… bright blue. And tastes suspiciously like cough syrup. Oh well. I finish it anyway. The bar is playing some seriously cheesy music. I start to question my life choices… again.
Day 2: Seafood, Smiles, and the Mystery of the Missing Socks
Morning: Wake up feeling slightly blurry from the aforementioned "cocktail." Decide to be a "cultural tourist" and ask for a tour of the city. The hotel staff are helpful and point me in the right direction. My tour guide is a young woman with a beaming smile called Lani. We go on a little drive to see some of the local sights. To be honest, the city doesn't immediately knock my socks off. There are some quirky buildings (a clock tower that looks like it's about to tip over, a random sculpture of a giant prawn), and the people are incredibly friendly.
- Missing Socks Mystery: This is where the "stream-of-consciousness" kicks in. Where are my socks? I've lost a sock! A perfectly good, matching pair of fluffy, black socks! This is a crisis. I check under the bed, inside my suitcase, everywhere. Nothing! Seriously, it's a low point. I think I'd better get over it.
Afternoon: Seafood! We head to a local seafood restaurant, highly recommended by Lani. Oh. My. God. The fish. The prawns. The chili crab! It's an absolute explosion of flavour. The meal is a symphony of flavors, the seafood so fresh I think it had been caught just moments before. It's the highlight of the trip so far. Absolutely worth the potential food poisoning risk (I'm trying to be optimistic!). This is where I find a strange amount of peace.
- Emotional Reaction: I feel like I could live here. This restaurant is a moment. The food is a moment. The sun the wind the whole thing. I'm content for a brief moment, and that, my friends, is rare.
Evening: Back to the hotel. Feeling pleasantly stuffed. Decide to try the hotel gym. I last five minutes. It's hot and I'm lazy. Give up. Decide to have another drink (a slightly more sensible one this time, a fruity mocktail) by the pool, even though I'm still feeling self-conscious. The cheesy music is still playing. I embrace it. Maybe Bintulu is growing on me, weirdly.
Day 3: Departure and the Lingering Scent of Memories (and Possibly Seafood)
Morning: Packing. Sock still MIA. Feeling oddly sad to be leaving. Maybe because I’m still recovering from my terrible attempt at a cocktail.
- Stronger Emotional Reactions: I'm sad for my socks. I’m sad for the hotel. I’m sad for that sweet, beaming tour guide. Okay, I'm being dramatic. But the world is full of drama, and sometimes, it's good to experience it.
Afternoon: Final check of the hotel and then off to the airport. The taxi driver is different this time, thankfully. He seems nice (and doesn’t take any detours). Bintulu, you weird, wonderful, slightly exhausting place, I'll be back. Possibly with a better swimwear collection.
- Opinionated Language: Honestly, Bintulu won't be on Conde Nast Traveller's list anytime soon. But it's got a heart. And that seafood? Absolutely worth the trip. So go. Eat the prawns. Lose a sock. And try not to get too lost in the mystery meat. You might just find something… special.
Okay, spill the tea. Is the ParkCity Everly Hotel in Bintulu *really* "unbelievable luxury," or is that just marketing hype?
Alright, alright, deep breaths. Let's be brutally honest. "Unbelievable Luxury"? Hold on, let me grab my metaphorical smelling salts. It's… complicated. Look, it's Bintulu. It's not exactly the Riviera. But... and this is a big but... when you're used to the slightly… utilitarian… accommodations available in this part of Sarawak, the Everly *does* feel a little like a portal to a slightly different reality. Like, you walk in, and BAM! AC is blasting, the lobby smells vaguely of expensive potpourri and ambition, and suddenly you're not thinking about the questionable buffet breakfasts you're about to be subjected to. It's a step up. A big one. Is it *unbelievable* ? Depends on your definition of “unbelievable.” I wouldn’t compare it to the Burj Al Arab, okay? But it's good. Really good. Especially for Bintulu.
What's the deal with the rooms? Are they actually nice? Spill the beans!
The rooms? Okay, the rooms are where the "luxury" claim really kicks in. I was lucky enough to snag a room with a sea view (or, more accurately, a view of the sea-adjacent area, which in Bintulu is a fine distinction). Let me tell you, the first time I walked in, I actually *giggled*. It was the kind of giggling that happens when you're expecting a single bed and a questionable stain on the carpet, and instead, you get… this. A huge bed, like, could-fit-three-me's-comfortably kind of bed, a ridiculously spacious bathroom with a shower that could probably fit a small family, and, bless their hearts, a *balcony*. Listen, Bintulu is not known for balconies. It's a game changer. Sure, the furniture might not be solid gold, but hey, it’s clean, everything *works*, and there’s a serious lack of that vaguely mildewy smell that haunts so many other hotels in the area. Plus, that sea-adjacent view! I spent a solid hour drinking awful instant coffee (they provided it, bless them) and just staring out the window. Pure blissful laziness. Then I spilled coffee on the pristine white desk, which brought me back to Earth. (My fault, always my fault.) Ah, imperfection – it's the spice of life. Or something.
The pool! Tell me about the pool! Is it actually swimmable? Is it clean? Is it overcrowded?
The pool... Okay, so the pool is a bit of a mixed bag, if I'm honest. It's definitely *swimmable*. I saw people swimming in there. Myself, I'm a giant wuss. I tend to fear chlorine. The water *looked* clean, but, you know, Bintulu's climate – it's hot, it's humid, things grow. I'm just saying, keep your eyes open. As for overcrowding... it depends. Sometimes it’s a glorious, sun-drenched oasis. Other times, it’s a scrum of screaming children and selfie-stick-wielding vacationers. I went at an ‘off’ time, and it was pretty quiet, which was glorious. Seriously, just floating around, watching the sun set… almost brought a tear to my eye. Almost. Don't get me wrong, if you have a toddler, you'll adore it, but if you crave tranquility might feel a little… crowded. Go early, go late, and pray.
What about the food? Restaurants, breakfast, is it any good? Because let's be real, hotel food can be a gamble.
Ah, the food. Here's where things get… interesting. The breakfast buffet, the dreaded breakfast buffet! Okay, okay, it’s not *bad*, but it’s a standard hotel buffet. Expect the usual suspects: eggs (made to order, thank god), toast, pastries that may or may not have been made yesterday, and a selection of Asian dishes. I’m going to be brutally honest, I am NOT a morning person, so my recollection is slightly hazy. I ate a lot of nasi lemak (always a good idea) and tried to avoid eye contact with the staff lest they make me socialize. The coffee was instant, but the fruit was surprisingly fresh. The coffee was... ugh. Instant's instant, I guess. There are a few restaurants on-site. They're okay. Nothing to write home about, but they'll do the job. One night, I had dinner at the seafood restaurant. The seafood was…fresh! Which is a plus in Bintulu. Pricey, though. Consider yourself warned. My advice? Leave the hotel and find a local eatery. You'll eat better and save a small fortune.
Any major complaints or gripes? Be honest!
Gripes? Oh, I have gripes. First, the Wi-Fi. Spotty. Like, seriously spotty. Prepare to feel the existential dread of dropping your Instagram feed. Second, the noise. Bintulu is not exactly known for its silence. You've got the traffic, the construction, the occasional late-night karaoke (oh, the karaoke!). The walls aren't exactly soundproof. Bring earplugs. Believe me. They are a lifesaver. Also, the service at the front desk *can* be a little…slow. Bless their hearts, they’re trying. But a little more efficiency wouldn't go amiss. And finally… this isn't really a 'complaint,' but more of an observation: the air conditioning is *fierce*. Bring a sweater, even if you're in Sarawak.
Worth the stay? Would you go back? Give me the final verdict!
Okay, final verdict. Would I go back? Yes. Absolutely. Despite the Wi-Fi woes, the potential pool chaos, the questionable coffee, and the occasional long wait at the front desk... it's the best option in Bintulu. It's clean, it's comfortable, it's relatively luxurious, and that sea-adjacent view? Worth the price of admission alone. It’s a small oasis in a town that can feel a little…rustic. Manage your expectations. Remember you’re in Bintulu. And embrace the imperfections. Honestly? I’d go back tomorrow. I'm already dreaming of that balcony. And maybe I'll finally learn to love that buffet coffee. (Probably not.)
Okay, so I'm heading to the ParkCity Everly. Any secret tips or things I need to know *before* I go?
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