🔥Cozy Fireplace Dreams: Design House in Bergen, Netherlands!🔥
Paradise Found…With a Few Hiccups: A Brutally Honest Review of [Hypothetical Hotel Name]
Alright, people, buckle up. Because I just staggered out of [Hypothetical Hotel Name], a supposed slice of heaven, and I'm here to give you the raw, unfiltered truth. Forget the glossy PR spin – I’m serving you my actual, real-life experience, warts and all. And believe me, there were a few.
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(Now, For The Actual Review… Grab a Coffee, This Might Take Awhile)
First impressions? Sigh. The lobby was, well, stunning. Like, drop-your-jaw-and-pretend-you-belong-here stunning. Marble floors, soaring ceilings, and this amazing chandelier that probably cost more than my entire car. (Hotel chain alert - I think it was part of [Fake Hotel Group], so you know, some brand standards had to be met).
Accessibility: Now, this is where things got a little… patchy. Listed as "Facilities for disabled guests," which is a great start! It’s listed as "Elevator" which is also great! I didn’t have any major mobility issues, but I did notice… hmm. The elevator design? Beautiful, but the buttons were tiny. Like, if you’re pushing a wheelchair around and it's packed with luggage, good luck with that. I saw a staff member helping someone get on. Also, while there were ramps at the entrance, the signage wasn’t crystal clear. I’m trying to be fair here, because there are elevators, but it could have been better.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: I’m not sure. Again, more investigation required by me.
Wheelchair accessible: See above.
Internet – Oh, the Internet… The Internet Saga Continues.
Okay, let's rip off the band-aid. The free Wi-Fi (yes, free in all rooms! That's a MAJOR selling point, right?) was… intermittent. Like, "I'm-here-then-I'm-not-here" intermittent. I mean, what’s the point of "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" if you spend half your time staring at the buffering wheel of death? Rant over. I had to go down into the lobby at least 3 times for a better signal. And while it did work, it was painfully slow.
Internet Services and Internet [LAN]: I believe there was an internet [LAN] option, but I didn’t use it. So yeah, take that one with a grain of salt.
Wi-Fi in public areas: Better, but still not stellar.
Things to do & Ways to Relax: The Good Stuff… Mostly
- Pool with view: Oh. My. God. The pool. Picture this: an infinity pool cascading into…well, the view (and I’m not going to reveal the view until later). The water was the perfect temperature, the sun was baking my pasty white skin, and I legitimately forgot all my worries. I spent hours there. Absolute bliss.
- Fitness center: I attempted to go. I swear. It looked well-equipped, with treadmills and weights and all the usual suspects. But after a few minutes, I just couldn't be bothered and ended up heading back to the pool. Judge me all you want. I'm on vacation.
- Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Yes, yes, and YES! (Well, maybe the stem room was just ok). I actually treated myself to a massage (see, I do sometimes do things I should), and it was heavenly. The masseuse had magic hands, and I think I actually drooled a little bit. The spa area was pristine, quiet, and smelled of, you know, expensive spa things.
- Body scrub, Body wrap: I’m assuming they have it, based on the menu I was shown.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Mostly Delightful
Let’s talk food, shall we?
- Restaurants, A la carte in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant: So many options, so little stomach capacity. The main restaurant offered a fantastic mix of international and local dishes. The Asian-inspired options were particularly good, and they had a dedicated vegetarian section. Points for that!
- Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Western breakfast: The breakfast buffet? Epic. Seriously, a chef had to be there to prevent the buffet from collapsing. Every possible breakfast item you could ever dream of, and then some. From fresh fruit and pastries to made-to-order omelets, I ate my weight in food. I mean, it was a total free-for-all.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop: Yes, and the coffee shop was pretty good.
- Bar, Poolside bar, Happy hour: The bar? Wonderful! Great cocktails. Happy hour was indeed happy. Again, the view from the poolside bar was… chef's kiss.
- Room service [24-hour]: It's room service. It's 24-hour. It was there when I needed it.
- Snack bar: I didn't use it.
- Desserts in restaurant, Soup in restaurant, Salad in restaurant, Bottle of water: All of the above. Good.
Cleanliness and Safety – The COVID-19 Factor
- Anti-viral cleaning products: I’m just going to take their word for it.
- Breakfast takeaway service, Individually-wrapped food options: Buffet was… normal. I don't know what the food was originally but it looked pretty good, and I kept going back.
- Cashless payment service: Yes. Thank God. I hate fumbling with cash.
- Daily disinfection in common areas, Hygiene certification, Hand sanitizer, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: They seemed to take this seriously. Sanitizer stations were everywhere, staff wore masks, and the tables were spaced out. I never felt unsafe.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Mostly, but I still felt a bit crowded in the breakfast buffet.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available: Cool.
- Shared stationery removed: I didn't see any shared stationery.
- Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment: They appeared to be, though occasionally I saw a slip-up.
Services and Conveniences – The Little Things
- Air conditioning in public area, Daily housekeeping, Luggage storage, Doorman, Elevator: All worked like a charm.
- Concierge, Dry cleaning, Ironing service, Laundry service: Super helpful.
- Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Convenience store: Convenient.
- Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Projector/LED display, Seminars, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: Good for business travelers, which I wasn't.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always a good thing.
- Terrace, Smoking area: Terraces were lovely. I don't smoke, so the smoking area was not relevant.
For the Kids & Getting Around
- Family/child friendly: It seemed to be, but take it with a grain of salt.
- Airport transfer, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking: Transportation seemed pretty well managed.
- Bicycle parking I didn't see any, but I didn't look.
Available in All Rooms
- Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water: Yes, yes, yes. Especially the blackout curtains and the extra-long beds. Glorious.
- Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror: The mini bar was a rip off, but the others were great
Okay, buckle up buttercup! This isn't your sterile, perfectly-planned travelogue. This is… me. Unfiltered. And about to head to a design house with a fireplace in the Bedafse Bergen of Uden, Netherlands. Let's DO this!
The Un-Perfect Itinerary: Bedafse Bergen Bliss (or Bust?)
Day 1: Arrival and Initial Panic - "Where the Heck ARE We?"
8:00 AM (ish): Wake up. Or, more accurately, get yanked from sleep by the relentless buzzing of my alarm. Ugh. Coffee. Now. And some serious meditation on why I thought booking a solo trip was a good idea. (Spoiler Alert: It probably wasn't.)
9:30 AM: Airport chaos. Security lines that snake like pythons. People breathing down your neck. My carry-on is definitely over the weight limit. This is going to be delightful.
12:00 PM (ish): Flight finally takes off! Window seat procured (victory!). Forced to listen to a crying baby for the entire flight. I swear, I'm going to start carrying noise-canceling headphones just for that.
3:00 PM CEST: Amsterdam Schiphol. Breathe. Find luggage. Navigate (badly) through the airport. Find the train to Uden. The language barrier already seems daunting.
5:00 PM: Uden! First impressions. The Netherlands is so… green. Like, aggressively green. And the bike infrastructure is making me jealous. I immediately want a bike.
6:00 PM: The design house! Finally. Finding the keys was a treasure hunt. The house is stunning, photos don't do it justice. The fireplace is HUGE. I immediately picture myself curled up, sipping wine. This is exactly what I need. But wait…where's the wood??
Anecdote Alert: I spent a frantic hour rummaging through every cupboard, convinced I'd somehow missed a crucial instruction. Eventually, I found a note: "Wood can be purchased at [Local Hardware Store - name in Dutch]." Okay, Dutch lesson #1: "hout" means "wood." I'm on it.
7:00 PM: Grocery run. Dutch supermarkets are like something out of a design magazine themselves. I fill my cart with Gouda cheese, stroopwafels, some questionable-looking pickled herring (because, when in Rome… or, you know, Uden). I also bought so many tulips that I have already questioned my choices.
8:00 PM: Dinner. Cheese, herring (surprisingly not terrible!), and a giant slab of bread. The wine is flowing. I attempted to build a fire in the fireplace. Fail. Smoke everywhere. I am not as handy as I pretend to be.
9:30 PM: Sulking on the couch, watching bad reality TV dubbed in Dutch. (Which, by the way, is fascinating, because you recognize the show but it sounds completely different.) Contemplating my life choices. Maybe this solo trip wasn't the best idea after all.
10:30 PM: I finally get the fire going! Success! A tiny, triumphant flicker of flame. All is right with the world. Until the smoke alarm goes off. Again. This is going to be a long trip.
Day 2: Bike Bliss (and Near-Disaster)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Feeling slightly better this morning. The fire, eventually, died down.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast: The stroopwafels are amazing. I'm already addicted.
- 10:00 AM: Bike rental! The nice lady speaks great English. I grab a map. This is going to be epic.
- 10:30 AM: Cycling. It's lovely indeed. The countryside is gorgeous. Canals. Windmills. Cows. It's like a postcard.
- 12:00 PM: I was SO close to being run over by a tractor.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at some tiny café. Ordered "kroketten." They're deep-fried, meaty deliciousness. Possibly my greatest achievement so far.
- 2:00 PM: More cycling! This time, with more caution.
- 3:00 PM: The windmills! Pictures taken. Windmill-related puns made. I'm basically a Dutch local now.
- 4:00 PM: More cycling. Maybe a little too much cycling. My legs are starting to ache.
- 4:30 PM: Got lost. Again. Why is everything so… green? And the signage is all in Dutch.
- 6:00 PM: Back at the house. Exhausted. Refreshed.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner: The leftovers for lunch, with more Gouda cheese.
- 8:00 PM: Relaxing by the fireplace, feeling accomplished. Finally!
- 9:00 PM: I got a tiny bit too relaxed and promptly fell asleep on the couch.
Day 3: Art and Anxiety
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. The feeling of freedom is amazing.
- 10:00 AM: Visited the Museum. It was not what I expected. I found a new love for Dutch art.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a café near the Museum to discuss my love of dutch art.
- 2:00 PM: I tried visiting a gallery. Too pretentious. Too much beige. I left.
- 3:00 PM: I began to feel lonely. So, I went back to the house. This solo thing is harder than I thought.
- 5:00 PM: I decided to try a new recipe: Beef stew. Cooking relaxes me. I bought the ingredients and it was all going well.
- 6:00 PM: The stew. Is it a good stew? Is it, maybe, a REALLY good stew? I think it's pretty damn good.
- 7:00 PM: By the fireplace again. Is it just me or are the Dutch people extremely nice?
- 8:00 PM: I attempted to read, but my mind was racing. I just can't stop thinking.
- 10:00 PM: I had a glass of wine and I smiled. This trip is okay, I'm okay.
Day 4: Departure and The Bitter Sweet Feeling
- 7:00 AM: Wake up with a strange feeling. The time is flying.
- 8:00 AM: Packed my bags, I packed a lot more than I arrived with.
- 9:00 AM: Had a final breakfast, I ate all the food from the fridge.
- 10:00 AM: Cleaning the house. Leaving everything as I found it, or at least I tried.
- 11:00 AM: Checked out and headed to the station. The weather is slightly grey.
- 12:00 PM: Train to the airport
- 1:00 PM: I looked back at the design house, and I smiled. I'll definitely be back.
- 2:00 PM: Security lines again, not as bad as the first time.
- 3:00 PM: I sat at the gate, people watching…
- 4:00 PM: I boarded the plane.
- 5:00 PM: Goodbye, Uden! I'm a changed woman, even if I still can't build a proper fire.
Final Thoughts: This trip was messy, imperfect, and utterly me. I cried, I laughed, I almost got run over by a tractor. I learned a little Dutch, ate a lot of cheese, and discovered that even a solo trip can be a great adventure. Would I do it again? Absolutely. Now, where's the passport…?
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Boschhuys Holiday Awaits in Uelsen, Germany!
So, what *exactly* are you trying to say you're an expert on? Don't tell me, the 'meaning of life' or some such jazz...
Okay, okay, you got me! While I haven't cracked the existential code (yet! I'm still working on it, one questionable decision at a time), I've spent a frankly embarrassing amount of time and energy figuring out... well, let's just say *life*. Not the big, philosophical stuff necessarily, but the messy, confusing, wonderfully stupid stuff that fills in the gaps. I'm talking about... things. Experiences. The stuff that shapes us, scars us, and makes us laugh till our sides ache.
Think of it like this: I'm a connoisseur of... *surviving*. And trust me, I've got a PhD in that. And a minor in "making things way more complicated than they need to be."
Alright, alright. But give me a *specific* example. What's something you've, like, truly mastered?
Ooh, good question! Let's go with... *procrastination*. Seriously. I'm practically a black belt in the art of putting things off. I can delay making a phone call, writing an email or even getting out of bed like no other person.
I once spent an entire weekend *planning* to clean my apartment. Planning! I had spreadsheets, mood boards (yes, really), and a meticulously crafted schedule. Did I actually clean? Nope. I ended up watching a documentary about the history of socks instead. Don't ask. It was fascinating, though.
Okay, okay, so you're a world-class procrastinator. But what about something *useful*? Anything you're actually good at?
Hmm, *useful*... That's a tough one. Okay, I can write. I've spent an embarrassing amount of time crafting stories and well, now these FAQs, that seem to resonate with people (I think?). A friend once called me a "word weaver," which is arguably better than "professional procrastinator," right?
I also make an *amazing* cup of coffee. I'd happily go into detail about the perfect bean-to-water ratio, but that's a whole other rabbit hole, a beautifully caffeinated rabbit hole, mind you.
What is your worst experience with getting your hair cut?
Oh boy, do I have stories about this one. Don't even get me started. The worst? Oh, it involved bangs. Bangs that looked like a startled sea anemone.
I had this woman, let's call her *Brenda*, who swore she was the next Vidal Sassoon. The salon was this trendy place with exposed brick and art that I was sure was stolen. When I showed Brenda a picture of what I wanted, a nice, wavy bob. She just smiled. And smiled. And then she grabbed the scissors.
And what happened next was a tragedy. A *hair* tragedy. I'm not kidding, it was like a cat had attacked my head. I left the salon in tears, wearing a giant hat. I spent the next six months glued to a curling iron, trying to salvage what was left of my poor, chopped hair. And guess what? The hat looked better.
So, I'm sensing a theme here... Are you always this... chaotic?
Chaotic? Maybe a smidge. Look, the world is a chaotic place, and I'm just trying to reflect that, you know? I can't promise things will always make sense, but I can promise they'll be... interesting. And hopefully, they'll make you feel a little less alone in your own delicious mess.
Besides, a little chaos keeps life from getting boring. And, let's be honest, boredom is the real enemy. So, roll with it! Embrace the mess! And maybe, just maybe, we can learn to laugh at the absurdity of it all together.
What is the best advice you've ever received?
Okay, this is a good one. This came from my crazy Aunt Mildred, a woman who had a pet raccoon named "Sir Reginald Bottoms" (I’m not kidding). She took me aside during a particularly disastrous family dinner, (disaster being the operative word) and said, "Honey, don't be afraid to be a little bit weird. People will forget what you said, what you did, but they'll never forget how you made them feel. And if you're weird, at least you're memorable."
And you know what? Aunt Mildred was right. I'm still working on the "memorable" part, but I like the weird part of me and I try to embrace it.
What are your biggest pet peeves?
Oh, where do I start? People who chew with their mouths open. People who clip their toenails on public transport (yes, it's happened). And people who leave their shopping carts in the middle of the grocery aisle.
But honestly, my biggest pet peeve is probably people who aren't kind. We're all just stumbling around, trying to figure this thing out. A little kindness goes a long way. And it doesn't cost a thing.
