Uncover the Secrets of Hotel Carlos V: Tucumán's Hidden Gem!
Uncover the Secrets of Hotel Carlos V: Tucumán's Hidden Gem!
Hotel Carlos V: Tucumán's Hidden Gem? More Like a Fiesta of Features (and a Few Fumbles!) - A Hot Mess Review
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the Hotel Carlos V in Tucumán, Argentina. And let me tell you, calling it a "hidden gem" is… well, it’s something. This place is a kaleidoscope of amenities, a buffet of services, and a real mixed bag of experiences. Consider this your uncensored, unfiltered, and slightly chaotic guide.
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First things first: Accessibility. Okay, here's where we start off promising. They list "Facilities for disabled guests" and an elevator, which is a huge plus. I'm not specifically using a wheelchair, but honestly, it’s always reassuring to know they think about it. Makes me feel like they're trying. Score one point for inclusivity!
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges – I didn't specifically check the restaurant's accessibility, but I did notice a lot of space, so you should be alright. More on the food later. Believe me, there's plenty to say.
So, yes to Wheelchair accessible. And YES to the Elevator. Important!
Now, Internet. Oh, the internet! They scream about Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and Internet access and Internet [LAN] which is all great news, or so I thought. I'm a digital nomad, which means I live or die depending on my connection. Well, let's just say the "free Wi-Fi" was more like "free wifi… when it feels like it." Sometimes it was zippy, sometimes it was dial-up in the 21st century. The LAN… well, good luck finding the port, which is like an archeological dig, I heard. I had to tether to my phone a lot. So, yeah, a little bit of a bait and switch on the connectivity front. But hey, let’s not let a little thing like consistent internet ruin the fun.
Moving on to the Things to do, ways to relax. This is where Carlos V really shines. They've got the works: Body scrub, Body wrap, Fitness center, Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Massage, Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor]. It's a veritable relaxation wonderland!
I spent a glorious afternoon by the Pool with a view. The view was… well, it wasn’t the Maldives, but it was a refreshing escape from the Tucumán heat. The pool itself? Clean, crisp, and perfect for a quick dip. I even had a glorious massage, which felt like pure bliss after a few days of exploring the city. The masseuse… she wasn't a miracle worker, but it did the trick. Worth every penny. They also featured a Spa/sauna. I am a sauna fiend. Went to the Steamroom which was great, felt new like one could get from somewhere like a health spa in California. I even did a Foot bath! What a life!
The Fitness Center was… well, it existed. A few treadmills, some weights, and enough space to avoid feeling like a sardine. The Gym/fitness could be better, but it’s fine for a quick workout, maybe if you need to sweat off your delicious meal. I also saw a fitness area, so yes for the Gym/fitness.
Cleanliness and safety. Okay, this is crucial right now. And I have to say, Hotel Carlos V takes it seriously. They've got Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the option to opt-out of room sanitation. They’re really pushing the Hygiene certification. They have Rooms sanitized between stays, and staff is certainly Staff trained in safety protocol, and they’re using Professional-grade sanitizing services. They're also trying to make sure its a Safe dining setup. Plus, they really push the Cashless payment service. The staff seems really well-trained in safety protocol. I am sure the First aid kit would be of use, and maybe even the Doctor/nurse on call. I felt safe, which is a massive relief.
Dining, drinking, and snacking. This is where it gets interesting. Let's start with the good. Breakfast [buffet]? Decent. They had the usual suspects: scrambled eggs, bacon, pastries, fruit. I tried the Asian breakfast and found it interesting. One morning a little too salty! This is the case for the International cuisine in restaurant, so it has its ups and downs. They do Buffet in restaurant, so don’t worry! They also have a Coffee shop, a Poolside bar, and the Restaurants have a Coffee/tea in restaurant, so there are options.
But here’s where the cracks start to show. I'm not sure what the other reviews are talking about when it comes to the food. I had a meal where the Salad in restaurant was wilted. The service was also erratic, with a lot of running around. Sometimes a delay for a drink. The Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver when I was in a pinch, so not bad, but it felt a little… rushed.
Services and conveniences. So, they have a lot. Air conditioning in public area? Check. Concierge? Check. Daily housekeeping? Check. Elevator? Check (we covered it!). Laundry service? Check. Luggage storage? Check. Safety deposit boxes? Check. And a Terrace? Double check! The Gift/souvenir shop was nice, so I was able to buy something for my family. They have Car park [free of charge], so that’s a plus. Car power charging station?! What! They're trying to be modern!
For the kids, they have Babysitting service and Kids facilities, which is great for the families with kids wanting to have an amazing trip.
Now, let’s get into the nitty-gritty of the Available in all rooms amenities.
Additional toilet? Not in my room, sadly. A dealbreaker? No, but a nice-to-have.
Air conditioning was a LIFESAVER, trust me. Tucumán gets hot!
Alarm clock – I think I saw one. Honestly, I just set my phone alarm.
Bathrobes? Ah, the spa life! Yes, cozy bathrobes.
Bathroom phone?! Who even uses those anymore?
Bathtub was a welcome luxury after a long day of exploring.
The Blackout curtains were a godsend. Slept like a baby (when the internet cooperated, that is).
Carpeting? Yes. Maybe a little dated, but clean.
Closet, YES.
Coffee/tea maker was a nice touch.
Complimentary tea? Yes, a very nice selection.
Daily housekeeping? My room sparkle EVERY DAY.
Desk - Yeah. Workable, even with the wonky internet.
Extra long bed - YES! I'm tall, so this was a huge win.
Free bottled water– Definitely.
Hair dryer – Present and accounted for.
High floor – Yep.
In-room safe box – Always a good addition.
Interconnecting room(s) available – Saw them.
Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless – See previous rant.
Ironing facilities – Yep.
Laptop workspace – Yep.
Linens - Clean and comfortable.
Mini bar– Stocked, if you're into that sort of thing.
Mirror – Plenty of them!
Non-smoking – Yes.
On-demand movies – Honestly, I didn't bother checking.
Private bathroom – Of course.
Reading light – Essential!
Refrigerator– Very handy.
Safety/security feature - Very.
Satellite/cable channels – Yep.
Scale – I tried not to look at it.
Seating area - Nicely furnished.
Separate shower/bathtub – YES!
Shower -- Good water pressure!
Slippers - Nice touch.
Smoke detector – Hope it works!
Socket near the bed – Important for charging your phone!
Sofa – Comfortable.
Soundproofing – Pretty good, considering the location.
Telephone – who in this day and age. Anyway, yes.
Toiletries – Decent quality.
Towels – Plenty and soft and fluffy.
Umbrella – Good to have for Tucumán.
Visual alarm - I didn't notice one, though.
Wake-up service – They have
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your sterile, perfectly-planned travel brochure. This is real travel, with the bumps, the bruises, and the "wait, did I really just do that?" moments. We're hitting up Hotel Carlos V in Tucuman, Argentina, and let's just say, things might get… interesting.
The Carlos V Chronicles: A Tucuman Tango of Discomfort and Delight
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Question of Empanadas
- 10:00 AM (ish) - Buenos Aires Departure: Okay, so, I woke up in a panic. Did I pack enough socks? Did I really turn off the coffee pot? Did I accidentally schedule this trip during a full moon? (I swear, everything feels a little…off when I travel). Flight was delayed, of course. Because, life.
- 2:00 PM - Tucuman Landing & Taxi Tango: The airport is… well, let’s just say it’s “quaint.” The taxi driver drove like he was auditioning for the Fast & Furious franchise, muttering about “traffic” even though we were the only car on the road. Arrived, slightly nauseous, at Hotel Carlos V. First impression? It's… grand. Old-school grand. Think faded elegance meets your grandma's living room on steroids.
- 3:00 PM - Check-In & Room Revelation: The guy at reception (who may or may not have been the ghost of a 1940s hotelier) was charming, but slow. The room? Let's just say the air conditioner sounded like a wounded walrus. But hey, the bed looked comfy, and there was a tiny balcony. Potential!
- 4:00 PM - Empanada Quest Begins!: This is the holy grail of Tucuman. The Empanada. The reason I came. I'd heard whispers of legendary empanadas. So, I wandered out, armed with my rusty Spanish (which basically consisted of "hola," "gracias," and a desperate plea for a bathroom). Found a place called "La Casa de las Empanadas." The aroma alone was worth the trip. I ordered…three! (Judge me later). First bite? Pure, unadulterated heaven. Juicy, spiced meat wrapped in the flakiest of pastry. I think I may have shed a tear. Definitely ordered six more. No regrets.
Day 2: History, Heatstroke, and a Near-Catastrophe Involving a Horse
- 9:00 AM - Morning Tango with the Sun: The sun is brutal. It beats down like a judgmental god. I stumbled out of the hotel, squinting into the harsh Tucuman light. Breakfast at the hotel was… adequate. The coffee was strong enough to strip paint, which was a good thing, because I needed the boost.
- 10:00 AM - Casa Historica de la Independencia: This is the big deal. The house where Argentina declared its independence. I'm generally not a museum person, but this was cool. The history! The tiny rooms! The realization that I'm standing where history actually happened. My emotional reactions? A bit muted. The heat was already starting to get to me.
- 11:30 AM - Parque 9 de Julio: What looked like a lovely park on the map, was a sweltering concrete jungle. Found a bench under a tree (thank the heavens for shade!) and tried to look serene. Failed. Mostly just sweated. Observed a couple of elderly ladies playing a ferocious game of dominoes. Admired their dedication.
- 1:00 PM - The Horse Incident (and the ensuing existential crisis): I, a city girl, decided I wanted to get a carriage ride. I approached the driver. The majestic, white horse… looked at me with utter contempt. The carriage started to move before I could even get in (I have the coordination of a newborn giraffe). I made it a few feet into the streets, before a loud "clop-clop" of the horse's hooves, I had the urge to jump out…and I did. Without warning. I ended up lying on the pavement, face down. No one got out. The horse just galloped away. Thankfully, I was unharmed, just slightly bruised. This experience, however, did not go by unnoticed. I have to say, I felt a distinct pang of humiliation. I think I'll stick to walking, thank you very much.
- 3:00 PM - Retreat & Rehydrate: Back to the hotel. Air conditioning is a gift from the gods. Ordered a massive glass of iced tea. Contemplated the meaning of life. Questioned my life choices. Considered whether I should just eat Empanadas for every meal. The answer, obviously, was yes.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner, Wine, & Regrets: Found a restaurant (again, Empanadas were involved. Obviously). Tried to order in Spanish. Floundered. Eventually got my food. Delicious. Ordered a bottle (okay, maybe two) of local Malbec. Started feeling… philosophical. Then, the regret set in. All that wine. Tomorrow will be rough.
Day 3: A Mountain, a Monastery, and a Sudden Realization about Napkins
- 8:00 AM - Wake-Up Headache and the Quest for Aspirin: The Malbec. The sun. The general chaos of travel. Not a good combination. Managed to find some aspirin at a local pharmacy, which, thankfully, was open.
- 9:00 AM - Cerro San Javier: Decided to be adventurous. Hired a driver to take me to the Cerro (mountain). The drive was… exhilarating. Winding roads, crazy cliffs, heart in my throat. The view from the top? Spectacular. Tucuman spread out below, a hazy green and brown patchwork. Felt a twinge of actual awe. Took a few deep breaths, for the first time, the air felt clean.
- 11:00 AM - Monastery of San Francisco: A beautiful, peaceful oasis. Went inside the church and found a quiet space that felt…calming. The architecture was incredible. Lit a candle. Briefly considered a complete life overhaul. (Still thinking about it).
- 1:00 PM - Lunch, More Empanadas!: Found a restaurant with outdoor seating (still hot, but hey, scenic!). Ordered MORE Empanadas (duh). Observed a waiter meticulously folding napkins. Found myself strangely fascinated by this. Why am I so fixated on napkins?!
- 3:00 PM - Nap Noodling and Hotel Shenanigans: Back at the hotel. The walrus-like air conditioner is my new best friend. Took a nap. Woke up feeling vaguely disoriented. Wandered down to the hotel bar. The bartender was, inexplicably, making elaborate cocktails for himself. Ordered a (non-elaborate) beer. People-watched. Saw a couple arguing in Spanish. Felt a sudden understanding of… something.
- 7:00 PM - Farewell Dinner and the Ultimate Empanada Verdict: Went back to "La Casa de las Empanadas" (surprise!). Ordered, I don't even know how many. They were perfect. The end. The ultimate verdict. The Embanadas here are perfection.
Day 4: Departure and the Aftermath
- 9:00 AM - Bag Packing Panic: Did I leave anything? Where are my socks?!
- 10:00 AM - Final Breakfast and the Hotel Farewell: Breakfast at the hotel. Said goodbye to the grumpy reception ghost.
- 11:00 AM - Tucuman Departure: The taxi driver, a different one this time, drove like a sane person. Flight boarding was a bit delayed.
- 12:00 PM - Final Thoughts: Tucuman? Messy. Wonderful. Exhausting. I came for the Empanadas, and I got so much more. The heat, the history, the horse. All of it. Would I go back? Absolutely. Is this the best trip ever? Maybe. Yes, it is.
And so ends the Carlos V Chronicles. May your travels be as messy, as delicious, and as uniquely "you" as mine. Now, where did I put those leftover Empanadas…?
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Uncover the Secrets of Hotel Carlos V: Tucumán's Hidden Gem! - Wait, Is It? A Messy FAQ
Okay, so what's the *deal* with the Hotel Carlos V? Seriously, is it actually a "hidden gem" or just...a hotel?
Alright, let's be real. "Hidden gem" is a bit much, isn't it? It's... a hotel. In Tucumán. And look, I've stayed in some dumps in my life – hostels with questionable stains and showers that seem to defy the laws of physics. The Carlos V isn't *that* bad. It's not the Ritz, either. Think of it as like... a comfy, slightly-worn armchair you find at your grandma's. You sink into it, and it's fine, but you're not exactly blown away. Here’s the deal: It’s old. Like, seriously, *old*. Built in the 1940s or something. It has a certain... character. By character, I mean the elevators sound like they're about to cough up their guts. The paint job is… well, it's seen some stuff.
Got it. So, the rooms... are they habitable? And clean-ish?
Mostly. Look, I'm a germaphobe, okay? I travel with lysol wipes and a deep-seated fear of public surfaces. And I survived. The rooms, generally, are clean-ish. Like, the sheets seemed clean. The bathrooms... well, the grout could be better. Let’s just say the cleanliness isn’t *spotless*.
One time, I swear, I saw a tiny, almost invisible speck of... something... on the windowsill. I did a full-on CSI investigation with a magnifying glass (brought my own, naturally). Turns out it was just a piece of really, really old dust. But still! The point is, bring your own disinfectant. Just in case. Also, the air conditioning is a bit of a gamble. Sometimes it works, sometimes it wheezes a bit, then completely dies. Welcome to my world!
What about the staff? Are they friendly, or will they give you the stink eye for asking for extra towels? (I need a lot of towels).
Okay, the staff… this is where things get interesting. They're... *mostly* friendly. And by "mostly," I mean... well, you get the feeling some have been working there since the hotel opened. They’re good, definitely helpful, but sometimes you catch them looking at you with a sort of weary resignation, like they've seen it all. And they probably have. Asking for extra towels? Go for it! But just remember to say "Por favor" (please) and try to smile, even if you're secretly judging the thread count. And if you do, tell people!
The breakfast… is it worth getting up for? I'm a terrible morning person.
The breakfast… oh, the breakfast. It’s a mixed bag, honestly. They have the basics: coffee that's strong enough to jumpstart a car, some bread that's... bread (texture may vary), maybe some fruit (if you’re lucky). Don't expect a gourmet experience. Think more "continental lite." The best part? The vibe. It feels like you're in a time capsule. You're sitting in this slightly-dingy dining room, surrounded by mostly older people, all silently eating their toast and sipping their coffee. It's… peaceful. Or maybe it’s just that I hadn’t had enough caffeine yet. I remember once the chef, bless his heart, was singing along to some salsa music. Chaotic vibes at 8 AM. But hey, a moment to remember.
Location, location, location! Is the Carlos V in a good spot?
Yes, the location is actually pretty good. That’s a big plus. It's right downtown, close to the Plaza Independencia, a bunch of restaurants, and shops. You can walk almost everywhere. That's a real win, especially if, like me, you hate faffing around with taxis. I remember one time I got completely lost, and realized I was only two blocks from the hotel. I thought, "well this is great, I'm an idiot." Walked back, grabbed a coffee, and pretended I had been somewhere exciting. So the answer is yes. You’ll be fine.
Okay, you mentioned something about the elevators. What’s the deal with the elevators?
The elevators are a *character*. A very, very creaky character. They're these ancient things with ornate metal cages. One might be out of order, adding to the drama. I once got stuck in one! Seriously, I almost had a full-blown panic attack; I'm claustrophobic. I pressed the button, and nothing happened. The lights flickered. I started banging on the doors, screaming for help (probably a little dramatic, but I was scared!). Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, someone – I think it was a very tired-looking staff member with a toolbox – came and rescued me. It was mortifying. After that, I took the stairs. Even on the tenth floor. Lesson learned: Always check the stairs *before* you get in the elevator. Always.
Anything else I should know before deciding to stay there? Any hidden quirks?
Oh, yes. There's always something.
The Wifi: Can be spotty. Don't expect blazing fast internet. Plan accordingly.
The Noise: It's downtown, so there's street noise. If you're a light sleeper, bring earplugs. You’ll thank me later.
The Charm: There's a certain old-world charm to the Carlos V. If you appreciate a bit of history and aren't expecting polished perfection, you might actually like it.
My Feelings: Okay, real talk. I'd probably stay there again. But with lower expectations. The whole experience is a bit of an adventure. It's not perfect, far from it, but it's real. And sometimes, that’s what you want. Though if you’re planning on going to Tucumán, you might want to consider other options. Just saying.
So, should I stay at the Hotel Carlos V?
Look... it depends. Are you looking for luxury? No. Are you looking for a flawlessly modern experience? Definitely no. Are you looking for something interesting, slightly quirky, and potentially memorable? Maybe. If you're on a budget, and you're not the sort of person who demands perfection, the Carlos V could be a decentOkinawa Paradise: Free WiFi & Steps from Naha!
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