Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Hotel Awaits in Peschici, Italy
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Hotel Awaits in Peschici, Italy
Escape to Paradise (Maybe?): My Rollercoaster Ride at Peschici's Dream Hotel
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a week at the "Escape to Paradise" hotel in Peschici, Italy, and honestly? It was a wild ride. The brochure promised heavens on earth, but as anyone who’s actually stepped inside a travel brochure knows, reality is… well, it’s usually a bit more "rustic charm" than "iridescent perfection." So, here's the gritty, honest, and occasionally exasperated truth about my experience.
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The Accessibility Angle - A Mixed Bag:
Right, let's address the elephant in the room: accessibility. They claim to be accessible, and yes, there's an elevator. That’s the good part, but I had some initial reservations:
- Wheelchair Accessible: They DO have rooms that are wheelchair accessible, and that’s huge. The doorways are wide enough, and the bathroom had grab bars (thank the lord). However, the pathways to the different facilities? Not always ideal. Some of the cobblestone paths are a bit…chunky. It's manageable, but you’ll be getting a workout!
- The Pool: The pool has a ramp, which is great! But, there were instances of the ramp being used by people without disabilities, leaving the disabled guests to wait or find an alternative.
On-Site Eats and Drinks: A Stomach's Tale
Ah, dining. This is where things get… interesting.
- Restaurants: They have multiple restaurants, all offering varying degree of quality. The main restaurant had a view that would make Botticelli weep, but the buffet? Honestly, a bit "meh." The food was okay, but a little repetitive.
- A la Carte: The a la carte option was much better quality, but it costs more, and sometimes the service was a bit slow.
- Vegetarian Restaurant: I can confidently say the vegetarian options were fairly good.
- The Poolside Bar: A lifesaver. Serving a perfect Caprese salad and Aperol Spritz to die for. A must-try for all visitors.
- Breakfast: The buffet was as expected. They did have options for a western and asian breakfast, but nothing remarkable.
- Breakfast in room: This can be arranged.
- Breakfast takeaway service: Also available.
- The Wine: I'm pretty sure they have a deal with a local vineyard, because the wine was fantastic, and in abundance. Highly recommend taking advantage.
Relaxation & Rejuvenation: Spa-tacular or Spa-thetic?
The Spa/Sauna/Steam room, the gym and fitness were all on the menu.
- Spa: The spa was lovely. I got a massage, which was divine. They have a good range of treatments:
- Body scrub: Available
- Body wrap: Available
- Pool with a View: Absolutely stunning. The infinity pool overlooking the Adriatic? Instagram gold. Just… get there early to snag a prime spot.
- Gym/fitness: Great equipment, but a little cramped.
Cleanliness & Safety – Pandemic-Proofed (Mostly?)
- Anti-viral cleaning products: They seemed to be taking it seriously. Smelled like sanitiser everywhere.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Yep. You could see them doing it.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: They tried. It was harder by the pool, but they made a decent effort.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: The staff were very good, wearing their masks and following protocols.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere! (Which, let's be honest, is a godsend.)
- Room sanitization opt-out available: Yes.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Seems so.
- Cashless payment service: Present and correct!
Rooms, Rooms, Glorious Rooms… and The Small Annoyances
- The Room: Okay, my room! It was a decent size, with a balcony overlooking the sea (swoon!). The bed was comfy, the blackout curtains worked like a charm (essential for a good holiday nap), and I had free Wi-Fi (thank you, internet gods!).
- Wi-Fi: The free Wi-Fi was good, but in a low-signal area.
- Extra features The daily housekeeping was great and the little treats (a bottle of water, fresh fruit) were a lovely touch.
- The Annoyances:
- The Shower: The shower pressure was rubbish. And the water temperature was inconsistent, oscillating between scalding and freezing.
- The Hair Dryer: The hairdryer sounded like a strangled vacuum cleaner.
- Bathroom phone: The bathroom phone never worked.
- Air conditioning: Worked well.
Services and Conveniences – The Swiss Army Knife of Hospitality
- Concierge: Super helpful. Booked tours, gave recommendations, the works.
- Laundry: Did their thing, but it was a little expensive.
- Luggage Storage: Excellent service.
- Daily housekeeping: Amazing!
- Elevator: Working elevator, very important for access.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Really good.
- Air Conditioning: Very much needed.
For the Kids - Family Friendly?
- Family/child friendly: Yes, the hotel is family friendly.
- Babysitting service: Yes.
Getting Around (aka, Adventures in Transportation)
- Airport transfer: Yes.
- Car park [free of charge]: Yes, but can get busy!
- Taxi service: Available, but expensive.
The Verdict: Paradise Found (Mostly) – With a Side of Quirks
Look, "Escape to Paradise" isn't perfect. There are some bumps in the road, the odd hiccup. But, it's a beautiful hotel in an absolutely stunning location. The staff are generally friendly and helpful, and the spa… oh, the spa! If you're looking for a relaxing getaway with options and an exceptional view, it's worth a visit. Just be prepared for a few quirks and maybe pack a good book to read while waiting for your perfectly brewed coffee. Overall, I’d give it a solid 4 out of 5 stars. And I’m already dreaming of going back… despite the dodgy shower.
UAE's Ayla Grand: Al Ain's Hidden Luxury Oasis?
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your perfectly-edited travel brochure. This is me, tripping around the Gargano Peninsula, powered by questionable coffee and a desperate plea for some decent gelato. And the focal point is the supposedly lovely Hotel Incontro in Peschici. Let's see if it lives up to the hype, shall we?
Hotel Incontro… Or My Italian Soap Opera? (A Messy Itinerary)
Day 1: Arrival & Initial Panic (And Pizza - Thank God for Pizza)
MORNING (aka, "The Sun Has Risen, And So Has My Anxiety"):
- Arrived at Bari Airport. Honestly, the landing was smoother than my attempts at ordering a cappuccino in Italian. Which is to say, bumpy.
- Transportation: Rented a Fiat 500. (I envisioned Audrey Hepburn. I got… well, a slightly claustrophobic sardine can. The parking is a joke, btw. Like, a really cruel joke.)
- The Drive: Oh, the drive. Winding roads, breathtaking cliffs (almost took my breath away for other reasons when I nearly went over the side!), and the relentless sun. Started to question my choices. Did I really need to book this trip? Am I too old for this?
- Hotel Incontro - Check-in: Found the hotel. Lovely view. Felt a momentary surge of hope. Staff was… okay. Efficient, maybe? Not exactly overflowing with warmth. But, hey, maybe they've seen it all.
- Room: Clean-ish… with a view. The view, people, is the saving grace. Overlooking Peschici’s whitewashed houses spilling down the cliffs. It’s legitimately stunning. My mood improved approximately 30%. (Progress report: My blood pressure started to return to normal range)
- The Discovery - My Tiny Balcony: Oh, this balcony. The tiny, overlooked space where I can dream of sunrises. My private little kingdom. Or at least a space where I can avoid the other grumpy tourists.
AFTERNOON (aka, "I Need Carbs to Survive"):
- Lunch: Found a pizza place in Peschici's historic center. Thank GOD for pizza. Seriously. Crispy crust, delicious simplicity. Ate like there was no tomorrow. The pizza saved me.
- Wandering: Got lost. (Shocking, I know.) Found a hidden beach. Got a little sun-kissed. Felt a flicker of joy!
EVENING:
- Dinner: Back at the hotel (convenient, I know). Restaurant was… adequate. Food was alright. Nothing to write home about. But the sunset? To die for. Absolutely worth the price of admission. Found myself staring at the horizon for hours and hours!. Found myself staring at the horizon for hours and hours! Even after a long day, seeing the sunset brings comfort and the beautiful memory will last for a long time.
- Nightcap: Attempted a limoncello. Failed. Too tart. Went back to the balcony. Re-appreciated the view and the relative silence.
- Sleep: After a long day, the bed and the balcony were my best friends!
Day 2: Beach Bliss (Attempted) & The Quest for Gelato (A Spiritual Journey)
MORNING:
- Breakfast at Hotel: Standard continental fare. The coffee continues to be an issue. (Send help. Or good coffee.)
- Beach Day… or so I thought: Packed my beach bag, grabbed a towel, and marched towards the beach. Found a crowded, noisy beach. Immediately felt overwhelmed. Decided to retreat back to the hotel. Too many screaming children.
- Rambling - The beach is a battleground: I tried. I really did. But the beach felt less like paradise and more like a relentless battleground for beach space.
AFTERNOON:
- Peshici Exploration: Wandered the streets again. (Lost again, shocker!) Found a cute little shop selling handmade ceramics. Bought something I probably don't need. Couldn't resist the charm!!
- The Gelato Quest: This is a serious mission. Went to three different gelaterias. Quality was variable. One was sublime. Absolutely heavenly. The perfect texture, and the flavor left me breathless. The other two were… meh. (I'm getting good at judging gelato, I think. I should write a guide on the art of gelato.) (Mission accomplished! I found the gelato of my dreams.)
EVENING:
- Dinner: Tried a different restaurant in town. Better than last night's experience. The seafood was fresh and delicious. I devoured it without taking a single breath.
- The Balcony’s Embrace: The balcony, my sanctuary. Sipped some wine (better wine this time), watched the stars, and contemplated the meaning of life. (Or, you know, what I'll eat for lunch tomorrow.)
- Sleep: I have the sense of peace again. It’s the smell of the sea, the cool breeze and the soft mattress that cradles me as I sleep.
Day 3: Coastline Drive & The Cave of the Siren (Adventure!)
MORNING:
- Breakfast - The Coffee Dilemma Persists: Same as yesterday. Coffee is still a tragedy. Must find a solution. (Maybe I should bring my own French press for the rest of the trip?)
- Driving (The Winding Road Saga Continues): Decided to brave another drive. This time along the coast. Absolutely stunning. The road is terrifying, but so beautiful. Made a few stops for photos. The views are worth it.
- Beach Discovery (The Second Attempt!): Found a quieter beach. Bliss! Blue water, soft sand. Peace at last! Spent a couple of hours getting some much-needed Vitamin D.
AFTERNOON:
- The Quest Continues - The Siren’s Cave: Found the cave. I’m not sure about Sirens but the cave’s beauty is undeniable. It was a bit wet and slippery, but worth it.
- The Cave: As the waves hit the cave, my mind was at peace. The cold air and the blue sky create beauty.
EVENING:
- Dinner: Back towards the Hotel Incontro. This time, the food was… passable. Perhaps I’m just getting tired of the food.
- Walking and Thinking: I took a walk. I was thinking. It was nice to be in Peschici.
Day 4: Departure (With Mixed Feelings)
MORNING:
- Last Breakfast: Tried to savor the breakfast. Coffee is still a disappointment.
- Packing: Hated packing. Always the worst part.
- Check-Out The hardest part! I said goodbye to my balcony.
DEPARTURE:
- Drive to Airport: The drive was not as bad as the first one.
- Reflections: Mixed feelings. The hotel was… okay. Peschici is beautiful. I loved it.
- Final Thoughts: I’d come back to Peschici, but probably wouldn’t stay at the Hotel Incontro again. It was a solid base, but the lack of character, the coffee-related trauma… it’s something I won’t easily forget. But the view… the gelato… the drive… and Peschici? Worth it. Absolutely worth it.
- The Trip Report: A lot of the time, I’m just a mess of thoughts. This trip was an adventure!
This is just the bare bones of my mess of a trip. Remember, it's okay if your trip doesn't go as planned. Embrace the chaos, the imperfections, and the unexpected discoveries. You'll have better stories to tell in the end. And who knows, maybe I'll write a guide on the best gelato places in Peschici. Stay tuned!
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Is "Escape to Paradise" REALLY paradise? Be honest! My expectations are...high.
Alright, let's rip the band-aid off. Is it *paradise*? The brochure? That's marketing, darlings. Paradise? Well, depends on your definition. Think more…charming Italian disarray. Listen, I went expecting angels playing harps and found a slightly grumpy but ultimately loveable Nonna who clearly runs the place. The view? Absolutely breathtaking. Makes you weep. The pasta? Glorious. The WiFi? A temperamental creature with a mind of its own.
The first day, I was so jazzed. Sun, ocean, Aperol Spritz in hand. Paradise, right? Then, the air conditioning in my room decided it was time for a siesta. Turns out, the maintenance guy (who spoke about two words of English) had to come wrestle with it for an hour. I had to sit on my balcony, sweating, and watching the sunset. Ironically, the sunset was the real "paradise" part of the experience.
What's the food like? I'm a picky eater. (Also, I'm basically running on carbs).
Oh, the food! Get. Ready. It is *Italian* food. That should answer most of your questions, truly. If you're on a diet, pack your willpower. You won't use it. The breakfast buffet is… well, I’d call it delightful chaos. There's pastries, fresh fruit, cold cuts – a whole glorious spread. And the *coffee*! Forget Starbucks, this is the real deal.
Dinner? Even better. One night, I had this octopus carpaccio (yes, I know, weird) and it was actually fantastic. Another night, the pasta… oh god, the pasta. It was like, the chef knew the exact pasta shape that would wrap around the sauce and melt in my mouth perfectly. Forget your picky eating habits. Just go with it. You'll regret it if you don't.
Seriously, the view? It's all about the view, isn't it?
Okay, I can gush about the view for days. It's…it's the thing. Seriously, I'm a cynical New Yorker, okay? Seeing the sea crashing against the cliffs, the little fishing boats bobbing like toys… it’s pure magic.
That first morning, I woke up, stumbled onto the balcony, and just… gasped. I nearly cried. Okay, I *did* cry. A little. Don't judge me! It was that beautiful. Even the days when the weather was a bit… grumpy, it was still spectacular. I was talking to a man that he had proposed and, while I don't recommend proposing if you're prone to seasickness, I can understand why. I can still picture his bliss.
What's the vibe? Is it all honeymooners and stuffy people?
Not entirely. Yes, there are couples. And yes, some look sickeningly in love and taking a picture on the beach. But there's a good mix as well. Families, solo travelers (like me!), groups of friends... It’s pretty relaxed and friendly.
One night, I ended up chatting with this hilarious couple from Germany who were celebrating their 30th anniversary. They were totally adorable! Another day, I saw a group of friends building a sandcastle so massive it looked like a mini-fortress. They even had a tiny flag and little "beware" signs. It was perfect. It's a place where you can be yourself and most people are there for the same things: sun, good food, and a little bit of *dolce far niente*.
Okay, now for the REAL questions: What are the rooms *really* like?
Alright, let's get real. The rooms. They're… good. They're not the Ritz-Carlton, okay? They're clean, they're comfortable, and they have air conditioning (when it's working!). The decor is a bit…let's say "charming in its simplicity." Think more "authentic Italian hotel" (read: slightly dated but with character) than "slick modern design."
My room, had a balcony, which was the selling point. The bed was comfortable enough. The bathroom was... functional. The shower had a mind of its own when it came to water temperature. One minute you're getting a pleasant warm stream, the next, you're getting an ice bath. But honestly? I didn't care. The view from the balcony made up for everything. Plus, the lack of a fancy room meant I spent more time outside, wandering around and eating pasta.
Is it good for kids?
Yeah, it's pretty kid-friendly! There's a small pool, a little beach nearby, and the staff is generally lovely to kids. If you’re looking for a full-on kids' club with daily activities, maybe not. This is more of a "family can actually relax and enjoy themselves together" type of vibe.
I saw a lot of kids running around, playing in the sand, and generally having the time of their lives. One afternoon, I witnessed a full-blown sandcastle competition with shrieks of laughter and the occasional tantrum. It was pure, unadulterated family bliss(mostly). Remember, it's Italy. The kids will eat pasta, eventually. And the parents will get to enjoy the view.
Tell me the worst thing about the hotel. Be brutally honest. I need to know the bad stuff!
Okay, here's the truth sandwich. First: the tiny elevators. They're slow. They're cramped. They're…an experience. If you are claustrophobic, take the stairs, it's a workout anyway. And second: Sometimes, like, the service is just…slow. Italian slow (which is slower than you think). You’ll wait at the restaurant, wait for your drinks, wait for the check. But you know what? You will. It is what it is, okay?
The worst part, though? Knowing you have to leave. The final morning hit me like a ton of bricks. I went to the beach, and I watched the sunrise. I have never, ever been so aware that I was leaving a place. I had a small emotional breakdown on the beach. I hugged the Nonna. I swear, she looked like she was about to cry too. I didn't want to pack. I never wanted to leave. It was the worst. I will be back... so I guess it isn't the worst, it's just a temporary sadness.
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