Escape to Paradise: Your Private Pool Awaits in Stunning Ampus, France
Escape to Paradise: Ampus, France - A Review That's Probably More Honest Than You Bargained For
Okay, buckle up buttercups. This isn't your typical, sterile hotel review. This is the real deal, straight from the trenches of my recent Ampus, France escape. And boy, did I escape… sometimes the good kind, sometimes the "I-need-a-nap-and-a-strong-drink" kind. Let's dive into this chaotic beauty, shall we?
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Getting There & What I Found When I Arrived (Accessibility Blues & Bliss):
Right, so the marketing promised "Escape to Paradise." And listen, the pictures? They were glorious. Private pools shimmering, sun-drenched terraces, the whole shebang. My shebang was… well, it started a little bumpy.
Accessibility: First up, the accessibility angle. They say accessible. And to be fair, the elevator was functional, which is a HUGE win in a lot of these charming, old-world places. But getting to the elevator? Navigating the sometimes-rocky pathways, some of the common areas… it wasn’t for someone with serious mobility issues, to be kind. Sure there are Facilities for disabled guests, but you might want to double check they consider things the same way you do. It felt like they tried for accessible, but didn't quite get there. And the ramp situation… well, let's just say I hope you enjoy a mild workout with your vacation. But I'll give them points for trying. And the lack of a real handrail to the pool? I almost took a tumble that would have been very NOT paradise!
The Room - My Private Sanctuary (or at least, a room with a view):
The rooms were… nice. But let's not pretend they were perfect. My room, thankfully, was on a high floor, which meant a fantastic view. A room can fix a lot:
- Available in all rooms: Air conditioning, which was a godsend in the summer heat. Alarm clock (who uses those anymore?), Bathrobes (always a luxury), Bathroom phone (never used it!), Bathtub (YES!), Blackout curtains (essential for a good sleep!), Carpeting (a bit dated, but clean), Closet (plenty of storage!), Coffee/tea maker (vital for my survival!), Complimentary tea (a nice touch), Daily housekeeping (thank goodness!), Desk (useful for those "urgent" emails), Extra long bed (score!), Free bottled water (always welcome), Hair dryer (needed!), High floor (views!), In-room safe box (peace of mind), Internet access – LAN - but I’d argue you’ll be better off on your phone. Internet access – wireless (Wi-Fi [free] was a lifesaver), Ironing facilities (ugh), Laptop workspace (essential for the "vacation" work), Linens (clean and crisp), Mini bar (tempting, but expensive), Mirror (essential for vanity purposes), Non-smoking (thank heavens!), On-demand movies (never used it), Private bathroom (obviously), Reading light (nice touch), Refrigerator (handy for snacks), Safety/security feature (always a plus), Satellite/cable channels (meh), Scale (never used it), Seating area (comfortable), Separate shower/bathtub (luxury!), Shower (worked well), Slippers (a nice touch), Smoke detector (safety first!), Socket near the bed (convenient!), Sofa (comfy), Soundproofing (decent), Telephone (barely used), Toiletries (standard), Towels (lots of them!), Umbrella (thank god for this!!), Visual alarm (that I didn't need), Wake-up service (never used it), Window that opens (essential). Whew!
- Room Decorations: Were tasteful, but a little bland. Could have used some personality. But hey, at least it was clean.
- Smoke detector: I was thankful for this!
- Safe/security feature: Always good.
- Additional toilet: Not in my room! But… imagine the possibilities. (kidding)
Dining, Drinking & Snacking (The Culinary Rollercoaster!)
This is where things got… interesting. Let's just say the dining experience was a mixed bag.
- Restaurants: Yes, plural. But the quality? Varying.
- A la carte in restaurant: Option, but pricey (as expected).
- Alternative meal arrangement: They tried to accommodate my gluten-free needs, which was appreciated. But sometimes, the "alternative" was… a slightly sad salad.
- Asian breakfast/cuisine in restaurant: Surprisingly decent! Not what I expected in rural France.
- Bar: Pretty decent. Well-stocked, bartenders knew their stuff. Happy hour kept me sane.
- Bottle of water: Always available (thankfully!).
- Breakfast [buffet & service]: The buffet… well, it had its moments. The croissants were divine. The coffee… hit or miss. Western breakfast options were plentiful. Asian options were a nice surprise.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant, coffee shop: Meh. Stick to the bar for coffee.
- Desserts in restaurant: Pretty good. The profiteroles were chef's kiss.
- Happy hour: Essential.
- International cuisine in restaurant: Available.
- Poolside bar: Perfect for a pre-lunch cocktail.
- Room service [24-hour]: Excellent for those late-night pizza cravings… or the times I just couldn't face another meal in the dining room.
- Salad in restaurant, soup in restaurant: Often, these were my gluten-free lifesavers!
- Vegetarian restaurants: Not specifically, but they could accommodate vegetarians.
- Western cuisine in restaurant: Yes, and some of it was genuinely good.
In short, the food was good enough. But it wasn't a culinary destination. More a functional fuel station to keep you going.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (A Little Bit of Everything):
- Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: I indulged in a massage, and it was heavenly. The spa itself was a pretty decent escape.
- Fitness center, Gym/fitness: Fine. Standard gym equipment. Nothing to write home about.
- Pool with view, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor]: The private pool was the highlight. Absolutely stunning. The outdoor pool was beautiful, too. But, again, not the easiest to access.
- Sauna: A bit… basic.
Cleanliness & Safety (Seriously Impressed):
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Staff trained in safety protocol: COVID protocols were very well respected. I felt safe. Hats off to them for this. They clearly took it seriously.
- Doctor/nurse on call: Peace of mind.
- First aid kit: Available.
- Hot water linen and laundry washing: Yes.
- Shared stationery removed: Excellent.
- Sterilizing equipment: Seen it.
Services & Conveniences (The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Clumsy):
- Air conditioning in public area, Elevator: Good.
- Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events: Good for special events.
- Business facilities: Never needed them.
- Cash withdrawal: Didn't see an ATM.
- Concierge: Helpful when needed.
- Contactless check-in/out: Convenient.
- Convenience store: Small and limited.
- Currency exchange: Available, but probably pricey.
- Daily housekeeping: Thank goodness!
- Doorman: Present.
- Dry cleaning, Ironing service, Laundry service: All available, but expensive.
- Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests: Yes, but as discussed, the accessibility could be improved.
- Essential condiments: Available upon request.
- **Food delivery
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this itinerary for a holiday home in Ampus, France, is about to get… real. Prepare for less "perfectly planned Parisian adventure" and more "chaotic, wine-soaked stumble through Provence."
The (Highly Unreliable) Ampus Adventure: A Messy Mosaic
Day 1: Arrival & Utter Discombobulation
- Morning (or, let's be honest, late morning): Touch down in Nice. Airport chaos. The rental car place… well, let's just say "French charm" translated to "delightfully inefficient" as we waited an hour just to get the keys. The navigation system? Think less “smooth operator” and more “drunk toddler with a compass.” I swear, it tried to send us into the sea at one point.
- Afternoon: The glorious drive to Ampus. Sun-drenched hills, vineyards stretching as far as the eye can see. Breathe. Beautiful. Then, the real drama: finding the damn holiday home. After approximately three wrong turns and a near-miss with a flock of particularly judgemental sheep, we stumble upon the place. Relief! Unpack. Discover the pool, and immediately feel the urge to jump in. But first, wine. MUST HAVE wine.
- Evening: Dinner. Planned a sophisticated apéro with local cheese and charcuterie. Reality: burned baguette, cheese melting faster than my composure, and the charcuterie… well, some of it I'm pretty sure was still kicking. Wine consumption rapidly escalating. Fell asleep by the pool, dreaming of perfectly toasted baguette sandwiches. (Maybe it was the wine.)
Day 2: Poolside Redemption & a Near-Culinary Disaster
- Morning: Wake up. Head throbbing slightly (ahem, a lot). Coffee, strong and black, STAT. Then, straight to the pool. Floating bliss. The sun felt amazing and I was relaxed.
- Afternoon: Decide to be cultured, "artistic", ambitious. Attempt a bouillabaisse. (I know, Ampus, land of sunshine, and I chose fish soup.) Three hours and several frantic phone calls to my mother later… let's just say we had a “seafood medley” of questionable provenance. The cat, however, was thrilled.
- Evening: Venture out. Found a sweet, tiny restaurant in a nearby village. The food was amazing - simple, fresh, and utterly delicious. Sipped local rosé on the terrace as the sun set. This, ladies and gentlemen, is what France is all about. And the bouillabaisse? Forgotten. Except for the lingering smell, that is.
Day 3: Gorge-ous Views & a Serious Shopping Situation
- Morning: Get our butts in gear to the Gorges du Verdon. Holy. Crap. Spectacular doesn't even begin to cover it. The water! The colours! The sheer, terrifying drop-offs! Did a bit of a nervous but breathtaking hike that made me feel like I had accomplished something.
- Afternoon: After this exertion, we need to recover, so plan a shopping trip to the local village. The market. The colours! The smells! I swear, I spent a fortune on lavender soap.
- Evening: The pool calls. More wine. This time, however, the baguette is toasted, the cheese is perfect, and the charcuterie is edible. Maybe I'm finally becoming a true French flâneur. (Or maybe, just maybe, I'm tipsy again.)
Day 4: Wine Tasting (aka, Deep Dive into Bliss)
- Morning: Wine tasting. Because, France. We head to a local vineyard. The owner, a charming, slightly eccentric man, tells us all about the wine. The tasting itself? A blurry, glorious haze of reds, whites, and the occasional uncontrollable giggle.
- Afternoon: More wine. We had already stocked up. I bought a case, a serious move.
- Evening: A quiet dinner. Contemplating life. Debating whether to stay, sell everything, and become a vigneron. The idea is tempting but not in touch with reality.
Day 5: A Day of Lost Things & Re-Connections
- Morning: Discover that I have misplaced my phone. Panic. Rummage through suitcases, under cushions, the entire house. Eventually, find it… in the baguette bag. Relief, followed by a wave of shame.
- Afternoon: Decide to go to a museum. I hate museums. I've always hated museums. But this one wasn't so crowded. I went, and it was good.
- Evening: Embrace the chaos. Order pizza. Have a laugh, and then sleep.
Day 6: Farewell, Ampus… and the Search for the Perfect Croissant
- Morning: The dreaded packing. The last breakfast. (Still searching for the perfect croissant, btw. Haven't found it yet.)
- Afternoon: Head back to Nice for the flight home. Traffic. More French "charm" at the airport.
- Evening: Back home. Already planning the next trip. France, you crazy, beautiful place, you.
Final Note: This itinerary is a suggestion. Feel free to completely ignore it. Embrace the spontaneity, get lost (literally), and don’t be afraid to make a mess. That’s where the real adventure lies. And for the love of all that is holy, drink the wine!
Escape to Vosges Paradise: Chalet with Stunning Terrace!
Okay, spill the beans! Is this "Escape to Paradise" thing... actually paradise? Ampus, France – does it live up the hype?
Alright, fine, let's get real. Ampus is... well, it's *close*. The pictures? They're not lying. But paradise? That depends. If your idea of heaven is waking up to the sound of cicadas and being totally, utterly alone in a pool overlooking the rolling hills of Provence? Then, yeah, maybe.
I went with my partner, Sarah, and our two slightly feral kids (ages 6 and 8). Paradise for me was a glass of rosé by the pool. Paradise for the kids was, and I quote, "jumping spiders and getting away with eating croissants for dinner." So, a mixed bag.
Here's the deal: The house itself? Charming. Think exposed beams, stone walls, that quintessential French countryside vibe. The pool? Oh, the pool. Seriously, the pool is a selling point. I swore I saw a lizard sunning itself on the edge for a week. And the silence? Pure bliss… except when the kids were screaming about *who stole the pool noodle*.
Let's talk about the pool! Is it *really* private? And what's it *actually* like?
Private? Mostly. You’re not sharing with… well, anyone human. Unless, as I mentioned, you count the lizard. Honestly, I think he was judging my questionable backstroke.
The pool itself isn't Olympic-sized, mind you. It’s a perfectly manageable size. Deep enough to actually swim in, shallow enough for the kids to splash around (mostly). The water was pristine, so clear you could see the little pebbles at the bottom. And the view! Forget Instagram - it’s better. Think vast, green, and utterly distracting from your responsibilities. I spent a considerable amount of time just *staring* at that view, letting my brain become… well, mush. Not a bad thing, sometimes. Until I realized I’d been staring so long, dinner was going to be late. Again.
Okay, so the pool is epic. But what about the house itself? Is it comfortable? Does it have… air conditioning? (Asking the important questions here.)
Comfortable? Yes. Lovely? Yes. I’d even say… charming. But “air conditioning”? Hmm, that’s the tricky part. It *didn't* have central air. Now, before you freak out, let me clarify. We went in July. It was… warm. Okay, it was HOT. There were fans, thankfully – which were a lifesaver. Especially in the bedrooms at night. You kinda learn to embrace the heat (and the strategic placement of said fans). But if you’re a *total* AC snob, maybe look into other options. On the flip side, the stone walls of the house kept it surprisingly cool during the day.
Inside, it's got everything you need: a well-equipped kitchen (I made a valiant attempt at cooking; Sarah actually succeeded a few times), comfortable beds, and a living room that’s perfect for collapsing in after a long day of… well, doing nothing. which is EXACTLY what you want.
Food! Tell me about the food situation. Did you have to forage for your supper? Are there any restaurants nearby?
Foraging? Tempting, but no. Although I DID get an urge to try and catch a rabbit one day, but I think my kids would have killed me - they’d already made friends with a VERY fluffy cat.
Food is an excellent question. There’s a small supermarket in Ampus, which is handy for the essentials. Also, you can easily find stuff for your own meals (which, again, I attempted. Sarah, on the other hand, killed it). The real win is the local markets. This is where things get exciting. The markets! Honestly, going to the market became one of the highlights of the trip. Fresh produce, incredible cheeses, crusty bread… it's a food lover's paradise. We drove to several nearby villages – Lorgues was a favourite. You can stuff yourself silly with delicacies. And the smell? Glorious.
Restaurants? Yes! There are a few restaurants dotted around. One place in a nearby town – I can’t remember the name; my brain has officially melted into a Provençal puddle – had the MOST INCREDIBLE duck confit. Worth driving a few extra miles for, trust me. And the wine? Oh, the wine. Local vineyards abound. We ended up spending a whole afternoon at one, tasting wines and chatting with the owner. It's the kind of experience you dream of! And yes, we bought a few bottles (or maybe more than a few).
So, kids. How kid-friendly is this paradise, really? Be honest!
Right, deep breath. Kid-friendly… it depends on your kids and your definition of "kid-friendly." Mine? Well, they loved the pool, the endless supply of croissants, and the fact that I, for once, was somewhat relaxed. They spent hours exploring the garden, chasing butterflies (and, yes, the aforementioned jumping spiders).
The house itself wasn’t specifically “childproofed” in the modern, sanitised sense, which I actually appreciated. It had character! Plus, there was enough space for them to run around without driving me completely insane.
However, there are areas to supervise, which is expected. The garden is not completely fenced. The pool has steps, not a ramp.
The biggest challenge? Keeping them occupied *outside* the pool. Boredom is the enemy. Pack games. Loads of them. And be prepared to negotiate over screen time.
What else is there to *do* besides swim and eat delicious things? (Because, let's be honest, I can only stare at a pool for so long.)
Okay, fair point. While I could happily spend a week just staring at the pool, there's actually plenty to do. The location is fantastic for exploring Provence.
We visited the Gorges du Verdon – the "Grand Canyon of Europe." It was breathtaking. The kids were thrilled, mainly at the prospect of buying ice cream, but still. The drive itself is stunning.
Then there are charming villages to wander around, like Tourtour, which is supposedly “the village in the sky.” Worth a visit for the views and the photo ops! Also, drive around. Just drive. Get lost. Discover hidden gems. That’s half the fun.
Honestly, though, I found myself doing a LOT of… nothing. Which, turns out, is exactly what I needed. The beauty of this place is the freedom to do *whatever* you want, whether that’s exploring or simply lounging by the pool.
Okay, the most important question: Would you go back? What's the final verdict?
Would I go back? In a heartbeat. Absolutely. Despite the heat, the occasional squabbles over pool toys, and the fact that my French is… well, let’s just say it needs work.
It wasn’t perfect. No vacation ever is. But it was close. It was a chance to disconnect, recharge, and rediscover the simple joys of life: sunshine, good food, and the pure, unadulterated bliss of floating in aHotel Search Tips
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