Escape to Paradise: The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach Awaits!
Escape to Paradise? The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach: My Messy, Glorious, and Occasionally Frustrating Breakdown
Alright, buckle up, beach bums and boujee travelers! I just got back from a stay at The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach, and let me tell you, it was a rollercoaster. "Escape to Paradise" they call it. Well, let's see if that title holds water, shall we? This review is gonna be raw, honest, and probably a little all over the place (just like my luggage after that flight).
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Accessibility: (Let’s start with the important stuff)
Look, I always scope out accessibility, even if I don't personally need it. And the Westin gets a… mostly thumbs up. They claim to have facilities for disabled guests, which is a good start, and there’s an elevator, thankfully. I peeked at some rooms (they were showing them off!), and they definitely have accessible rooms that looked pretty decent. But here’s the thing: signage could be clearer. Getting around the place with a wheelchair (hypothetically speaking, mind you!) might require a little extra effort. Some of the pathways, especially near the pool, felt a smidge cramped.
Wheelchair Accessible: Seems generally decent with accessible rooms available; might need to double-check pathways for absolute ease.
My First Impresssions, or, "OMG is that the Ocean?"
Okay, arriving! The check-in was relatively painless – actually, maybe it was the sun and the idea of a beach vacation clouding my memory. They offer contactless check-in/out, which is cool in these pandemic times, but I’m a sucker for a good old-fashioned chat with the front desk. The doorman was super friendly, even offering to help with my luggage. (I probably looked like I needed help because I was struggling with that suitcase – and my general indecision).
The views…Oh. My. Ga-WAAAHD. The ocean. Right there. Bluuuuue. Like a postcard. My heart did a little happy flip. The rooms, well, they definitely had a "coastal chic" vibe. Think: fluffy white everything, those blackout curtains begging for a nap (which I totally took, by the way). And the Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms!? Yes, please! Finally, something I could truly celebrate with!
Available in all rooms (the good stuff, plus some quirks):
- Air conditioning: Essential. Florida in July? Forget about it.
- Alarm clock: Because I am not a morning person
- Bathrobes: Yes, please. I practically lived in this.
- Bathroom phone: I'm not entirely sure I need to make a phone call from the bathroom, but hey, options!
- Bathtub: Soak time!
- Blackout curtains: Saved me from the sun. Seriously, a lifesaver.
- Closet: Space to hang my questionable vacation shirts.
- Coffee/tea maker: Coffee, STAT! And complimentary tea.
- Daily housekeeping: Bless their cotton socks.
- Desk: I tried to work a little, but the beach kept calling.
- Extra long bed: I'm tall, always a plus!
- Free bottled water: Hydrate, people, hydrate!
- Hair dryer: Okay, this is essential.
- High floor: Get that view!
- In-room safe box: For those very important documents (like my passport and the receipt for my expensive sunglasses.)
- Interconnecting room(s) available: Great for families, I guess.
- Internet access – LAN & Wireless: Worked beautifully.
- Ironing facilities: I didn't iron, because… vacation.
- Laptop workspace: See "Desk."
- Linens: Crispy, clean, perfect.
- Mini bar: Tempting.
- Mirror: Selfie city!
- Non-smoking: Yay!
- On-demand movies: Always a win.
- Private bathroom: Duh.
- Reading light: Useful for actually reading.
- Refrigerator: Essential for keeping those mini-bar temptations cool.
- Safety/security feature: Smoke detector, yup.
- Satellite/cable channels: Endless options.
- Scale: (Deep breath) Okay, I can pretend I didn’t see that before the trip!
- Seating area: Good for doing absolutely nothing.
- Separate shower/bathtub: Luxurious.
- Shower: Clean.
- Slippers: Nice touch!
- Smoke detector: Safety first!
- Socket near the bed: For my phone, obviously.
- Sofa: Comfy corner.
- Soundproofing: Needed it for my impromptu karaoke sessions…
- Telephone: Still used it.
- Toiletries: Acceptable.
- Towels: Did their job.
- Umbrella: Always a good thing in Florida!
- Visual alarm: Not needed but essential to offer.
- Wake-up service: Thank goodness.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Praise be!
- Window that opens: Let me in, glorious breeze!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: (Prepare for rambling!)
Okay, let's talk food. This is where the Westin gets a little… uneven.
Restaurants: Multiple options, which is always a plus. But here's the catch: They're not all amazing.
- A la carte in restaurant: Always appreciate a restaurant.
- Asian cuisine in restaurant: Offered, always interesting.
- Bar: Necessary. Essential. I spent a little too much time at the bar. The bartenders were great, though.
- Bottle of water: Hydration!
- Breakfast [buffet]: The breakfast buffet was… well, it was breakfast. Pretty standard fare. The Asian breakfast section? Surprisingly good.
- Breakfast service: Yes!
- Buffet in restaurant: Good for eating way too much.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: Coffee's the important one.
- Coffee shop: Needed.
- Happy hour: Always a good time.
- International cuisine in restaurant: They tried.
- Poolside bar: The best part of the dining experience, realistically.
- Poolside bar: Drinks whilst swimming!
- Restaurants: The various cuisines.
- Room service [24-hour]: I'm a sucker for room service.
- Salad in restaurant: Healthy option, even if I didn't order it.
- Snack bar: Poolside snacks. Enough said..
- Soup in restaurant: Good to warm up.
- Vegetarian restaurant: A welcomed option.
- Western breakfast: Eggs, bacon, and the usual.
The Good (and the "Meh"):
The Poolside bar was the highlight. Perfect for sunset cocktails (and judge-y people watching). The food was decent, and the views… again, amazing.
The Imperfections:
The main restaurant, for dinner, felt a little… blah. Fine, but nothing to write home about. Service could be slow sometimes. The coffee shop was a lifesaver for my caffeine addiction, though.
Room Service Rant:
Alright, so I tried the 24-hour room service. It was… alright. The fries were cold. Cold fries are a personal tragedy, people. I sent them back, and they did bring new ones… but my desire for french fries was already slightly dampened. Still took them though. I’m not saying it was terrible, but it wasn’t some magical culinary experience.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: (This is where I really got into things)
The Westin offers up a decent array of options for unwinding.
- Body scrub: Tempted, but…
- Body wrap: Maybe next time.
- Fitness center: Yep. I went. More on that later.
- Foot bath: Sounds delightful.
- Gym/fitness: Standard hotel offerings.
- Massage: Yes! The best part.
- Pool with view: Heaven.
- Sauna: Tried it.
- Spa: Did that too.
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're doing this. This isn’t your sanitized, Instagram-filtered vacation itinerary. This is the REAL DEAL, the messy, sweaty, “did I pack enough sunscreen?” experience of The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach Resort.
Day 1: Arrival & Beach Bliss (Or Should I Say, Beach Bitch?)
- 1:00 PM - Arrival & Check-In Catastrophe (Maybe?) Forget those glossy photos. The lobby? Gorgeous. The line? Longer than my ex's list of grievances. Okay, slight exaggeration, but it felt that way. Finally, success!
- 1:30 PM - The Room Unveiling & Brief Panic: Okay, the ocean view? STUNNING. Seriously, I gasped. Like, audibly. But then…where do I place the four suitcases? This is a problem.
- 2:00 PM - Beach Reconnaissance & Sunscreen Trauma: Armed with sunscreen, I head towards the beach. The sand is perfect, like powdered sugar under my feet. Until I realize…I FORGOT MY HAT. Cue the immediate internal meltdown. Okay, breathe… I'll manage.
- 2:30 PM - First Swim & Existential Dread: The water is the perfect temperature. I was expecting, a slightly warm water, but not too warm. I went a bit too far out, I felt a bit of a surge of fear, wondering if I’d make it back.
- 3:00 PM - Poolside Cocktails & Judgements. It's time to get in the pool. I could watch people from close by, like a voyeuristic spectator to their lives. Mostly, I just watched the families with kids. Who have seemingly endless energy, with no complaints.
- 4:00 PM - Post-Beach Napping & Regret: Okay, I think I overdid it. I went back to the room. I remember trying to put on a show, but I fell asleep.
- 7:00 PM - Room Service Mishap & Dinner Panic: The burgers came at 7, with the wrong order. I just ate what I got, feeling too tired to fight with them. I'm not proud, but hungry beats picky any day.
- 8:00 PM - Sunset & Emotional Overload: The sunset was something else. It was beautiful. It felt like a movie. I got emotional and cried. Mostly out of happiness, I think. I hope.
Day 2: Exploring & Maybe Finding My Inner Peace… Or Just More Ice Cream
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast Buffet Debacle: The buffet is a glorious, carb-filled battlefield. I load up on waffles, then hide in a corner to savor their sweet, syrupy goodness. Regret.
- 9:00 AM - Gym Attempt & Humiliation: I tried the gym. Emphasis on tried. I lasted approximately 15 minutes. My legs felt like overcooked spaghetti, and the treadmill looked like it was laughing at me.
- 10:00 AM - Spa Treatment & Brief Nirvana: The spa. Yes. The masseuse was an angel, and I swear I almost levitated during the aromatherapy.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch & Overeating: I went to a restaurant and overate. It always gets me. I order too much, then I feel gross.
- 2:00 PM - Beach Bumming Redux & Shadow Dancing: I am back at the beach, watching the waves. It is hot, but pretty calming. I started dancing in the shade.
- 3:00 PM - Ice Cream Quest & Absolute Bliss: Okay, I walked down the beach, and found an ice cream shop. I order the biggest cone I could, the worker gave me a funny look, but didn't say anything. That guy knows the real deal.
- 5:00 PM - People Watching & Self-Reflection: I sat on a bench, watching people go by. It was just a pleasant experience. I liked it.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner & the "I'm Too Full to Move" Feeling: I went out to dinner and overate, again. I feel awful. I can't move.
Day 3: Departure & the Sadness of Leaving Paradise (and the Reality of Laundry)
- 9:00 AM - Packing & the Great Suitcase Tetris Challenge: Okay, how do you possibly fit all this stuff back in?
- 10:00 AM - Last-Minute Beach Stroll & Tears (Maybe): I go for one last walk, staring at the ocean, that is the best part of being here. Okay, maybe I shed a single tear. Or maybe two.
- 11:00 AM - Check-Out & the Rush of Life: The final farewell to the room, the long walk down the line, the sadness.
- 12:00 PM - Airport & the Dread of Reality: The airport. The noise. The crowds. The long lines. I feel the vacation glow wearing off.
- 1:00 PM - Flight & Post-Vacation Depression: I am on the plane. I think I'm ready for work.
- 4:00 PM - Home & the Mountain of Laundry: Oh. My. God. The laundry. The emails. The normal world. The reality check.
Quirky Observations & Random Thoughts:
- Why is there a beach umbrella on every single beach? Why?
- I could live on waffle batter.
- I think I've walked 10 miles. Maybe.
- Did I really need that fourth pair of sandals? Maybe.
- Did I order too much ice cream? Yes.
Final Thoughts:
The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach Resort? It's pretty frickin' great. It’s not perfect, which is what made it perfect for me. I’m going home messy, over-sugared, and a little bit sunburned, and that's exactly what I wanted. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a mountain of dirty laundry to tackle… and then, maybe, a nap.
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Escape to Paradise: The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach Awaits! (Or Does It?) - A Very Human FAQ
Okay, First Things First: Is This Place Actually Paradise, Or Just Another Hotel With Nice Pool Photos?
Alright, let's be real. Paradise? That's a hefty claim. The Westin Fort Lauderdale Beach? It's... *good*. Very good. Think of it more like "Slightly Elevated Earthly Delight." The photos? Yeah, they're accurate. The pool *is* gorgeous. The beach *is* right there. The cocktails? Well, those are definitely pushing the "Paradise" boundary, especially after a particularly harrowing day of... you know... *life*.
I went in expecting perfection. I mean, "Westin," "Fort Lauderdale," "Beach"... it sounds like a winning lottery ticket. But then a seagull stole half my bagel (more on that existential crisis later). So, paradise? Maybe not. But a really, really excellent escape from the mundane? Absolutely.
The Beach! Please, *tell* me about the beach! Is it crowded? Is the sand, like, actually *sand*?
Okay, the beach. This is where things get good. The sand? Oh, it’s glorious. The kind that sinks between your toes and makes you briefly forget all your adult responsibilities. Think finely-ground, golden perfection. I spent a solid hour just wiggling my toes in it, letting the waves wash over them. Pure bliss.
Crowds? Yes, there are crowds. But surprisingly manageable. You're packed in a bit, like sardines in a… luxurious can of sardines, but it's not *shoving* shoulder-to-shoulder. You can find your space, especially if you're willing to wander a bit. Plus, people-watching is a sport in itself. The sheer variety of beach-going attire alone... a true spectacle!
Now, here's a pro-tip: get there early-ish. Claim your spot. Unfurl your umbrella. Settle in for the day. Because if you don’t, you'll be stuck squinting in the sun, jealously eyeing the people who *did* get there early. Trust me on this. I learned the hard way.
The Pool! Tell me *everything* about the pool! (And the cocktails... and the *sun*...)
The pool. Oh, the pool. That's where the real magic happens. The Westin has a gorgeous pool, all curves and shimmering blue. Surrounded by comfy loungers and those perfect, fluffy pool towels that make you feel instantly pampered. And the cocktails... bless the person who invented the poolside cocktail. I, personally, went for the "Painkiller" – a potent concoction of rum, pineapple, and orange juice that made all my worries (seagull-bagel-theft included) magically vanish.
And the sun! Oh, the glorious Florida sun. It kissed your skin, warmed your bones, and made you feel like you could actually *breathe* for once. The only downside? Sunburn. Remember the sunscreen, people! Seriously. I, again (it shouldn’t have come as a surprise, I’ve made some poor life choices, apparently), forgot. Let's just say I spent the next day looking like a particularly angry lobster. Learn from my mistakes. Please.
Side note about the pool: There's something so inherently relaxing about floating in a pool, watching the sun dip low, listening to the gentle hum of conversation and the clinking of ice in glasses. It's therapy, I tell you. Therapy in a swimsuit.
The Rooms! Are they clean? Comfortable? Does the air conditioning work? (Crucial questions!)
The rooms. Okay, important stuff. Yes, they were clean. Spotlessly, impeccably clean. The kind of clean that makes you feel slightly guilty for tracking in sand from the beach. The beds? Heavenly. Seriously, I could have slept for a week. Luxurious linens, plush pillows... pure sleep-induced bliss.
And the air conditioning? Oh, thank god, YES. Ice-cold. A welcome blast of arctic air after a day roasting in the sun. You need the A/C in Florida, people. It's a survival requirement, not a luxury. The bathroom was also pretty fantastic – spacious, well-lit, and with those little Westin toiletries that smell vaguely of tropical flowers (and slightly of "expensive"). The only minor flaw? The view from my room was… let's just say it wasn't oceanfront. It was a partial view of the parking garage. Not ideal, but I wasn't there to stare at a concrete jungle. It was a small price to pay for the sleep I got.
The Food! Restaurants? Cafes? Anything worth drooling over?
Food! Crucial. Okay, the Westin itself has a few restaurants. I tried the "3030 Ocean" one night. It was… fancy. Pricey. Good food, yes, but the kind of place where you feel compelled to use the tiny fork for the tiny course. I felt a bit out of place in my slightly-sand-covered sundress. But the seafood was excellent, I must admit.
Beyond the hotel, there's a plethora of options. Restaurants lining the beach, all sorts of places to grab a bite. Casual eats are available - I was absolutely thrilled to locate a taco truck and devoured what might possibly have been the best fish tacos of my entire life whilst perched on the beach. Definitely worth the (very casual) stroll. I recommend exploring! Don't just stick to what's convenient. Branch out! Eat the tacos on the beach!
Staff! Were they friendly? Helpful? Did they make your stay feel special?
The staff. This is where the Westin really shines. Everyone, from the check-in desk to the pool attendants, was genuinely friendly and helpful. They smiled, they asked how your day was, they seemed to actually *care* that you were enjoying yourself. Which, let's be real, can make all the difference. Especially after a particularly bad airline experience getting there. The level of attentiveness was truly remarkable.
There was an incident where I accidentally locked myself out on the balcony (don't ask, it involved a rogue wind gust and a questionable decision to "air out" my room), the staff were *immediately* there to assist, with no judgment (though I’m sure they were amused!). That level of responsiveness is what makes a hotel stay great.
Okay, but the *real* question… Would you go back?
That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? Despite the seagull, the sunburn, the slightly-less-than-perfect view, and my own personal brand of chaos… Yes. Absolutely, unequivocally, yes. I'd go back in a heartbeat.
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