Avalon Hotel and Bungalows Palm Springs, a Member of Design Hotels Palm Springs (CA) United States

Palm Springs Paradise: Avalon's Chic Hotel & Bungalows Await!

Palm Springs Paradise: Avalon? More Like Almost Heaven (Except for That ONE Thing…) - A Review That's Real

Okay, buckle up, buttercups. I just got back from a whirlwind escape to Palm Springs, and the Avalon Hotel & Bungalows… well, it's a trip. Let's dive into this desert oasis, warts and all. Because, let's be real, even paradise has its quirks.

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First Impressions: Insta-Worthy Vibes & a Touch of "Huh?"

Seriously, the Avalon is gorgeous. That iconic mid-century modern architecture, the vibrant colors, the bougainvillea cascading everywhere… it's pure Instagram gold. Arriving felt like stepping onto a movie set, all crisp whites and pops of turquoise. The exterior corridor leading to my bungalow was charming, even if, you know, slightly exposed to the desert heat.

Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, Honestly.

Let's get real, accessibility is always a question mark. The Avalon, bless its heart, tries. Wheelchair accessibility is listed, and there are ramps and elevators (kudos!). But navigating the sprawling property felt a little clunky in certain areas. The path to the pool with a view? Lovely, but maybe a bit uneven in places. The elevator felt like it took ages, sometimes. I’m not in a wheelchair but I can imagine it would be exhausting. They also advertise facilities for disabled guests, which is good but it would have been nice to have specific information.

The Room: My Bungalow Bliss (Mostly)

My bungalow? Dreamy. Air conditioning blasted the desert heat away like magic. Blackout curtains were a godsend after a long day of sunbathing. The bed was HUGE, seriously, an extra long bed. I could have hosted a small party on it (and considered it, briefly). Loved the coffee/tea maker and the complimentary tea (a savior for my morning rituals). And the free Wi-Fi? Praise the internet gods! Speaking of which…

Internet Access - (That Damn Internet…)

Okay, the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! is indeed true. I was connected, alright. But, good lord, it was slower than a sloth on a treadmill. I tried to stream a movie one night (hello, on-demand movies!) and ended up staring at a buffering screen for a solid 20 minutes. Internet [LAN] was available, although I didn't attempt that. I guess the sheer number of guests trying to connect at once just overwhelmed their system.

Dining, Drinking & Snacking: Food, Glorious Food (But Maybe Don't Expect Miracles)

The restaurants on-site are a mixed bag. The a la carte in restaurant option was nice. I indulged in some pretty decent Mediterranean food (their salad in restaurant was divine, especially with the desert air). There's a poolside bar, perfect for slamming down frozen margaritas (the Happy hour was a MUST). Coffee/tea in restaurant was a staple to start the day. And I was stoked to find a vegetarian restaurant for my friend from the city. They really tried - but the vibe felt a little manufactured, like the food was designed to be pretty, not necessarily delicious. The Asian breakfast was a disappointment. The buffet in restaurant at the main restaurant seemed like a good idea but was a bit too busy for my liking and social needs.

Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Day or Bust!

Okay, THIS is where the Avalon shines. The Spa/sauna situation is legit. I spent a glorious afternoon getting a massage (literally melting into the table), and it was worth every penny. The Spa facilities include a steamroom and, of course, a sauna. Their whole selection of treatments, from the Body scrub to the Body wrap, are designed for maximum relaxation. They had a gym/fitness center, but who am I kidding? I was there for sunbathing and cocktails, not burpees. There's a Pool with view, if you remember, that’s where I spent most of my time, dipping in and out of the crystal clear water.

Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe-ish?

In these post-pandemic times, I pay extra attention to this. The Avalon seems to take things seriously. Professional-grade sanitizing services were clearly in effect. I saw staff trained in safety protocol everywhere. Room sanitization opt-out available, which is a nice touch for the eco-conscious. The Daily disinfection in common areas was evident, too. They even had hand sanitizer stations strategically placed. It was a bit over the top, with the anti-viral cleaning products and individually-wrapped food options, but I can't fault them for trying.

Services and Conveniences: Concierge to the Rescue

The Concierge desk was a godsend. They helped me with everything from arranging a taxi to scoring me a reservation at a fab restaurant downtown. There is also luggage storage, so you can have time to explore before check-in. They had a convenience store stocked with essentials (and overpriced snacks, naturally). The Daily housekeeping kept my bungalow sparkling. I really appreciate the essential daily housekeeping. Cash withdrawal was available, and they even have currency exchange!

The ONE Thing That Almost Ruined It (But Didn't): The Room Service Debacle

Okay, I'm normally not a complainer, but this deserves its own paragraph. One night, starving, I ordered room service. The Room service [24-hour] option seemed amazing. I ordered a simple salad and a side of fries. An hour and a half later? Still nothing. I called. They apologized, said they were "busy." Another 30 minutes? Still nothing. Finally, hangry and defeated, I went to the front desk, and then they magically appeared. The food? Cold. The fries? Soggy. The salad? Wilted. It was… an experience I won't forget in a hurry.

For the Kids & Other Niceties (or Lack Thereof)

The Avalon doesn't really scream "family-friendly." No dedicated Kids facilities that I saw (although, the pool is always a hit). I didn’t see any sign of a babysitting service. They do have a gift/souvenir shop for that last-minute present. They've got a terrace for late night drinks and star gazing. There's a shrine on-site, which is… unexpected.

Getting Around: Cruising in Style (or Not)

Airport transfer is available, which is handy. They have Car park [free of charge] (yay!). But honestly, Palm Springs is best explored by car. Taxi service is available, as is valet parking, but driving yourself is the way to go.

Final Verdict: Worth It (with Realistic Expectations)

The Avalon is a beautiful hotel, perfect for a romantic getaway or a solo recharge. The spa is amazing, the pool is iconic. Just be prepared for the occasional hiccup. Don't expect perfection. Go with the flow. And maybe pack some snacks in case your room service goes MIA. Overall, Palm Springs Paradise: Avalon's Chic Hotel & Bungalows Await! is a very accurate statement, and the hotel is definitely worth a visit! Just don't expect Heaven on Earth. It's more like Almost Heaven, with a dash of "what the heck just happened?" and a whole lot of desert charm.

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Alright, buckle up, buttercups! Because this ain't your average, perfectly-polished travel itinerary. This is the Avalon Palm Springs experience, unfiltered, and probably a little bit sunburned. Let's see…

Avalon Palm Springs: My Existential Desert Getaway (or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Pool)

Day 1: Arrival. And Existential Dread.

1:00 PM: Arrive, check in, and promptly be blinded by the glorious desert sun. Okay, maybe not blinded, but I did squint like a mole surfacing after years underground. The Avalon is… well, it's gorgeous. Those vintage vibes are seriously Instagram-worthy. I mean, the lobby practically whispers, "You should wear a caftan." I felt underdressed in my (slightly wrinkled) travel jeans.
1:30 PM: The room… oh, the room. Seriously though, I almost burst into tears of joy when I saw the private patio. I swear I spent the first hour just… breathing. The silence! The sun! The promise of fruity cocktails!
2:30 PM: This is where things start to go off the rails a tiny bit. I had planned to unpack, strategically arrange my things, and meditate on the meaning of life. Instead, I found myself staring at the bed. The perfectly made bed. It looked so inviting. So… I succumbed. Nap time.
4:00 PM: Woke up. Disoriented. Covered in a light sheen of perspiration. (You know, the desert glow.)
4:30 PM: Pool time! This is the moment I'd been waiting for. And the pool? Absolutely lives up to the hype. I snagged a chaise lounge and ordered a margarita. Actually, I ordered two margaritas. One was for me, and the other was for my inner critic, who apparently also needed some liquid courage to shut up.
5:30 PM: The margarita count: a solid two. Started chatting with a couple from Chicago. They were delightful, seasoned travelers and were able to tell me that the Avalon Palm Spring is one of the members of Design Hotels that is worth it's price. I may have overshared, a bit. Specifically, how I'd been considering getting a palm tree tattoo on my lower back. They were… supportive.
7:00 PM: Dinner at Chi Chi's, the hotel's signature restaurant. The food was good, but honestly, I was still riding the margarita high. Everything tasted amazing. The ambiance was perfect, and the staff were attentive without being overly intrusive. And as I eat, I can't stop wondering about the pool.
8:30 PM: Post-dinner stroll around the grounds. The Avalon at night… even more magical. Seriously, the lighting is everything. This is when I thought, "I'm in heaven."

Day 2: The Pool, The Sun, and a Near-Disaster: My Day of Swimming

8:00 AM: Wake up, filled with the dread of another day. I'm kidding, but there was a minor problem, I woke up with a slight headache. I am not sure if it was the margaritas or the sun. Decided to go for a swim.
8:30 AM - 12:00 PM: Pool day, round two. This is where the real magic happened. The sun, the water, the silence… it was almost spiritual. I spent hours just floating, staring at the sky, and pondering the weighty question of whether pineapple belongs on pizza. (The answer, by the way, is a solid "maybe, depending on the mood.") This time the pool was empty, and it helped me be relaxed and enjoy the quiet time.
12:00 PM: Lunch at Chi Chi's. Ordered a salad to counteract the margaritas from yesterday. And a glass of water, to stay hydrated.
1:00 PM - 2:30 PM: Back to the pool. I took a book with me, but only read a few pages. Swimming again.
3:00 PM: The Near Disaster. I was swimming when I felt a sharp pain on my foot. I thought I stepped on a rock, the pain was intense. I went out of the pool and found my foot bleeding. Oh no! I'm not sure what happened, but I'm glad that it wasn't too serious.
3:30 PM - 6:00 PM: I am back to the room, nursing my foot and feeling sorry for myself.
7:00 PM: Dinner at Chi Chi's. This time, I ordered the grilled fish. My appetite was back.
8:30 PM: Back to the room, and try to rest my foot.

Day 3: The Art of Doing Nothing (and Almost Everything)

9:00 AM: Woke up, feeling surprisingly refreshed. The foot was feeling much better. So, a day to relax, get some sun, and hopefully, not step on anything sharp.
9:30 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. The avocado toast game was strong. Fueling up for a day of… well, whatever.
10:30 AM: Attempted to read by the pool, but kept getting distracted by the sheer beauty of the scene. People watching became a serious hobby. And taking in the views.
12:30 PM: Lunch at Chi Chi's. Yes, I know, I’m obsessed. Don't judge.
2:00 PM: Decided to explore Palm Springs beyond the hotel. Drove into town.
2:30 PM - 4:30 PM: Explored the shops of Palm Springs. I decided to buy a gift for myself.
5:00 PM: Back to the hotel. Time to relax again.
6:30 PM: Final dinner at Chi Chi's. A bittersweet moment. I ordered the exact same thing I ordred the first day, just for old time sake.

Day 4: Departure. Into The Void (of Real Life)

8:00 AM: A final, lingering look at my oasis. Seriously, how did I have to go?
9:00 AM: Check out. Saying goodbye to the Avalon was surprisingly emotional. I’d become attached to the pool, the margaritas, and the general lack of responsibility.
9:30 AM: Had a coffee.
10:00 AM: Headed to the airport, already planning my return.

Reflections (or, The Aftermath):

So, what did I learn? That the Avalon Palm Springs is a truly special place. That margaritas are best enjoyed poolside. That the desert can be both brutal and beautiful. And that sometimes, the best thing you can do is nothing at all. Okay, and maybe not step on anything sharp.

Would I go back? Without a doubt. I'm already dreaming of the next time. And, of course, another round of margaritas. Until next time, Avalon. You’ve got a fan for life, even if I do have a scar now on my foot to always remember you by.

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Palm Springs Paradise: Avalon's Chic Hotel & Bungalows Await! FAQs (with a hint of chaos)

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on the Avalon Palm Springs. And trust me, I have *opinions*. This isn't some meticulously crafted brochure; this is real-life, unfiltered, maybe-slightly-hungover me telling you what's what. So, let's tackle some questions... or, you know, *attempt* to.

Is the Avalon actually as picture-perfect as it seems on Instagram?

Okay, *that's* a loaded question. The short answer? Mostly. Those pools? Stunning. The design? On point. But... and there's always a but, isn't there? My first thought, waltzing in (after a brutal flight delay, mind you) was "Wow, this is... *a lot* of white." Like, a whitewash of clean living! And while it *is* beautiful, it's almost... sterile? I found myself whispering, afraid to mess up a perfectly placed bougainvillea. Then, I sat on the patio and saw my neighbor's chihuahua, in a tiny sweater, peeing on a particularly gorgeous cactus. Instant reality check. So, yeah, Instagrammable? Absolutely. Flawless? Not in the slightest. Thank GOD. It's nice to know even paradise has its little imperfections. It's kind of charming, in a weird way. You get the feeling someone spilled their cocktail somewhere.

What's the vibe like? Is it all perfectly coiffed celebrities?

Hmm, "perfectly coiffed celebrities"... well, there were definitely *some*. And some very stylish people who I *suspect* were in the art world because I certainly didn't know who they were. But honestly? I felt less intimidated than I expected. I wore sweatpants to breakfast one day (judge me! I dare you!) and blended right in. It's a mix. Relaxed and chic. There’s a sense of quiet luxury, but without being stuffy. I think the key is to have a good book and a killer pair of sunglasses. And maybe avoid talking about your ex with too much, uh, enthusiasm at the poolside bar. Seen that, heard that. Let's just say the bartender’s eyes glazed over. Honestly, mostly it felt like a bunch of people trying to have a good time, just like me. Minus the sweatpants, I guess. Okay, maybe I was a bit of an outlier.

Are the bungalows worth the extra cost?

Okay, this is where I get SERIOUSLY conflicted. I *didn't* stay in a bungalow. I was on a "budget" (said with air quotes because, let's be honest, Palm Springs isn't exactly known for budget accommodation). But I peeked! Oh, I peeked. And they looked *gorgeous*. Private patios, outdoor showers... the works. Here's the thing: if you can afford it, absolutely. Do it. Treat yourself. The extra space and privacy? Priceless. The smug satisfaction of having *your own* little oasis? Delicious. But if you are in the main building, you're still doing great. The rooms are lovely, and you're closer to the pools. The only thing I can say is that I really wanted to have my own space and to get away from people. It's a real problem. I am not a people person.

How's the food?

The food? *Sigh*. That's where things get a little... uneven. The restaurant, called "Chi Chi" (cute, I guess) is good. Really good, at times. The breakfast was fantastic, the eggs benedict was perfect. One night, I swear the steak was sent from heaven. But other times, the service was slow and the food wasn't mind-blowing. The worst thing was the pool-side service: overpriced and long wait times. You're sipping a cocktail, basking in the sun, and then you realize you're starving. And then you wait. And wait. And then eventually, you get a lukewarm burger. But still, you're in Palm Springs, so you are going to eat the burger. I'd give it a B-. Could be better, could be worse. But ultimately? You're there for the experience, not just to dine. Although, a solid meal is always appreciated. Bring snacks. Always bring snacks.

What's the best thing about the Avalon?

Definitely the pools. Without a doubt. I mean, *those pools*! There are several, each with its own vibe. One's more lively, one is quiet and secluded. You can choose based on the mood you're in. The overall aesthetic of the entire place is just something else. I found myself constantly stopping to admire the views. Honestly, spending a day just lounging by those pools (with a generous supply of sunscreen and an even more generous supply of rosé, I might add) is pure bliss. Pure, unadulterated, Instagram-worthy bliss. And that, my friends, is exactly what you come to Palm Springs for, isn't it? Forget the food, forget the sweatpants... the pools make it all worthwhile. And the fact that I got to escape the grey hellhole I live in for a few days. That's the real best thing, wouldn't you agree?

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