Luxury Surabaya Escape: Stunning 1BR Puri Mas Apartment Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the rabbit hole of Luxury Surabaya Escape: Stunning 1BR Puri Mas Apartment Awaits! and, well, let's just say it's not always a perfect picture, but hey, real life rarely is, right?
First Impressions: The Accessibility Angle (and My Slightly Clumsy Brain)
Alright, let's be real, accessibility is HUGE. Especially as I'm getting older (and more prone to tripping over air). The review promises to tell you what it's like in the real world, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. So, let's start with accessibility, because frankly, it's a minefield sometimes. Can you get around? Are you actually accommodating? We're going to assume the answer is, and keep ourselves open to reality.
- Wheelchair Accessible? - This is crucial, people! The description claims it, that's a solid starting point. But, you know, "claims" and "reality" can sometimes be miles apart. I need to know if the hallways are wide enough, if the elevators are speedy enough, if the bathrooms are truly accessible. I'm giving it a provisional "maybe" until I can verify it is.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: Okay, again, this sounds great. But what does it mean? Does it mean a ramp, or does it mean the bare minimum? Does a shower have any adjustments? Are there grab rails? Someone on a wheelchair - or maybe someone using a Zimmer frame to stand up - really wants to know.
- Elevator: Phew! Good to hear they have one, really helps with the higher floors.
- Exterior corridor: I'll be honest, I'm not a big fan of the open-air hallways; they always make me paranoid that someone's going to be right outside my window. No one wants that.
- Accessibility in Public Areas: That's more than just "ramps and elevators," it's the whole package: accessible restaurants, lounges, and getting around in common areas, from lobby to swimming pool.
On-Site Amenities: The Spa-tacular, the Fitness-y, and the Food-y (Oh My!)
Now, for the fun stuff! The promises of pampering, relaxation, and filling my face with deliciousness. Let's see if Puri Mas delivers on the goods; I'm already imagining myself curled up with a book somewhere.
Spa/Sauna/Steamroom: Oh yes. This is where I live. This could be make-or-break for me. Seriously, after a long flight, I need to just simmer in a sauna and forget the world.
Pool with View/Outdoor Pool: A pool with a view? Sold. Swimming isn't something I necessarily do, but I like the option of just floating and staring at things.
Fitness Center: I'm one of those people who says they'll use the gym, but… yeah. Still, it's nice to have the option. Gotta sweat out those cocktails, right?
Massage/Body Scrub/Body Wrap: Alright, now we're talking. Especially the massage. Gotta work out those travel knots.
Restaurants/Poolside Bar/Coffee Shop: Food, glorious food! The siren song of the "Coffee shop" is particularly strong this time of day. Caffeine is my friend. A poolside bar is a MUST. Imagine: sun, a cold drink, and absolutely nothing to do. Goals.
Asian Cuisine/International Cuisine/Vegetarian restaurant: Variety is the spice of life, right? Especially when I'm too lazy to leave the building.
Breakfast [Buffet]/Room Service: I live on buffets when I'm travelling (the food, the people-watching, the sheer abundance!). And room service for those lazy mornings? YES PLEASE.
A La Carte in restaurant/Bar/Desserts in restaurant/Happy hour: Yes to all of these. All of them. It is not a request, it's a need!
Alternative meal arrangement/Breakfast takeaway service/Breakfast in room: This is what I call accommodation, and is always greatly appreciated.
Bottle of water/Coffee/tea in restaurant: Always helpful too, especially if travelling alone.
Snack bar/Soup in restaurant: A snack bar is a must whenever travelling. Just for the convenience of it, even if it's just for a quick sandwich.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Crucial Stuff (Especially These Days)
Okay, now to the practicalities. We all care about cleanliness these days because gestures wildly at the world. (I'm not even going to mention the C-word; it's exhausting). Let's see how Puri Mas fares.
- Anti-viral cleaning products/Rooms sanitized between stays/Professional-grade sanitizing services/Daily disinfection in common areas/Room sanitization opt-out available: This is all music to my germaphobe heart. Good! Really good.
- Safe Dining Setup/Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Food safety is extremely important.
- Hand sanitizer: Always a welcome sight.
- First aid kit/Doctor/nurse on call: Peace of mind, always.
- Staff trained in safety protocol/Hygiene certification: Excellent.
- Smoke alarms/Fire extinguisher: Safety first, always.
- CCTV in common areas/CCTV outside property/Security [24-hour]/Front desk [24-hour]: Excellent safety features. I appreciate knowing I will be safe.
The Room Itself: My Personal Sanctuary (Fingers Crossed)
This is where it gets personal. I spend a LOT of time in my hotel rooms. This is where the true test of the hotel really is.
Air conditioning/Blackout curtains/Soundproof rooms/Non-smoking: Essential. Absolutely essential. I cannot sleep without blackout curtains and peace.
Wi-Fi [free]/Internet access – wireless/Internet access – LAN: Gotta stay connected! Especially for streaming.
Coffee/tea maker/Complimentary tea: Gotta stay caffeinated. Especially at this time of day.
Desk/Laptop workspace: Gotta check a few emails, pay some bills, do some work.
Mini bar/Refrigerator/Free bottled Water: Gotta have a cold drink, and maybe a sneaky late-night snack.
Additional toilet: Always a bonus.
Alarm clock/Bathrobes/Bathtub/Bathroom phone/Coffee/tea maker: Excellent. However, a bathroom phone? Really?
Carpeting/Closet/Complimentary tea/Daily housekeeping/Desk/Extra long bed/Free bottled water: All of these are excellent.
Hair dryer/High floor/In-room safe box: Another win. Especially the safe box.
Interconnecting room(s) available/Internet access – LAN: This is good, although I mostly travel alone.
Internet access – wireless/Ironing facilities/Laptop workspace/Linens/Mini bar: Very good.
Mirror/Non-smoking/On-demand movies/Private bathroom: Great things to have.
Reading light/Refrigerator/Safety/security feature/Satellite/cable channels: Another win all-around.
Scale/Seating area/Separate shower/bathtub/Shower/Slippers/Smoke detector: Great things to have.
Socket near the bed/Sofa/Soundproofing/Telephone/Toiletries: All of these are appreciated.
Towels/Umbrella/Visual alarm/Wake-up service/Wi-Fi [free]/Window that opens: Wow, everything is provided for the guest.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Extras That Make a Difference
The icing on the cake. These are the things that make a hotel truly shine.
Concierge/Daily housekeeping/Laundry service/Dry cleaning: Essential.
ATM: I'm a cash person.
Cash withdrawal/Currency exchange/Gift/souvenir shop: Very helpful.
Luggage storage/Meeting/banquet facilities/Meetings: Great.
Safety deposit boxes/Air conditioning in public area/Elevator: Very helpful.
Facilities for disabled guests/Food delivery/Invoice provided: Appreciated.
Ironing service/Luggage storage/Meeting/banquet facilities/Meetings/On-site event hosting: Good.
Indoor venue for special events/Outdoor venue for special events/Projector/LED display/Seminars: Good.
Shrine/Smoking area/Terrace/Wi-Fi for special events/Xerox/fax in business center: Great advantages.
Audio-visual equipment for special events/Business facilities/Car park [free of charge]/Car park [on-site]: Very nice.
Cashless payment service/Check-in/out [express]/Check-in/out [private]/Convenience store: Good.
**Contactless check-in/
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously planned itinerary. This is… well, this is me, trying to wrangle a trip to the Exquisite 1BR Apartment at Puri Mas By Travelio in Surabaya, Indonesia, into something resembling a schedule. Prepare for chaos. And maybe, just maybe, a truly exceptional holiday.
Day 1: Arrival of the Great and Slightly Disorganized
7:00 AM: Ugh. Alarm. Airport. Surabaya, here I come! The flight was blessedly uneventful, which frankly, is a win in my book. My attempts to sleep were thwarted by the incessant chatter of the passengers in front of me. I saw someone with a stuffed parrot on the plane, and I think I nearly choked on my airplane peanuts.
11:00 AM: Arrival at Juanda International Airport (SUB). Okay, passport control wasn’t as horrific as I’d feared. Found my way to the Grab pick-up zone. Grab is your new best friend here, trust me. Now, the apartment at Puri Mas… The apartment, oh the apartment. The photos online were gorgeous, almost suspiciously so. I'm kind of a sucker for a good view, so as long as the view is as fabulous as promised, I am SOLD.
12:30 PM: Arrival at Puri Mas. Holy moly. The building itself is impressive, sleek and modern. The check-in process was… a little clunky. Turns out, my Indonesian is about as good as a toddler's (which is to say, nonexistent). But hey, we got there eventually. And the apartment… drumroll please… Yes! The view. The glorious, panoramic view! Immediately, I chucked my bags on the floor and just stood there. Breathtaking. Just… breathtaking.
1:30 PM: Quick unpack and existential crisis. Okay, time to explore. I'm so alone in a new apartment, I feel a little like Tom Hanks on that island in "Cast Away." But with better Wi-Fi. Time for a coffee.
2:00 PM: Lunch! Found a local warung (small eatery) near the Puri Mas complex. Ordered something called "Nasi Goreng." The smell… oh my god, the smell! The taste… heavenly. Sat there, sweat dripping down my face, utterly loving every single greasy, delicious bite. Learned that eating with chopsticks is a skill I desperately need to acquire.
3:30 PM: Nap. That Nasi Goreng knocked me out.
5:00 PM: Stroll around the neighborhood. Found a bustling market! The smells of spices, the vibrant colors of the fabrics… pure sensory overload in the best way possible. This is what I came for! Picked up a ridiculously cheap but gorgeous batik scarf. Bargaining is an art form here. I think I got ripped off, but I’m not even mad.
7:00 PM: Dinner. Back at the apartment, ordered delivery. Yes, there’s delivery! It's a lifesaver when you're too lazy to leave. And, you know, have social anxiety and everything.
8:00 PM: Crashing on the couch, watching Indonesian TV (with subtitles, thank goodness!). Found a cheesy soap opera with amazing hair.
9:00 PM: Bed. Exhausted, happy, and slightly bewildered. Surabaya, you crazy, beautiful city.
Day 2: Diving Headfirst into Surabaya & The Foodie
8:00 AM: Okay, woke up feeling good. Breakfast - instant coffee and a granola bar. Time for another adventure.
9:00 AM: Heroic journey to the Tugu Pahlawan (Hero Monument). The monument itself is, well, a monument, in a nice park, which had way more people than I anticipated. Took some photos, felt a pang of guilt for not knowing more Indonesian history, but hey, I'm trying!
10:30 AM: A trip to the House of Sampoerna. Holy cool! The historic building is just stunning. A little cigarette factory tour, which offered a glimpse into the life of a "kretek" (clove cigarette) factory, I actually took some of my time to learn about the history and how they are made in batches.
12:00 PM: Lunch at a local restaurant. I decided to be brave, and ordered from the menu! I chose an Indonesian delicacy "Rawon." Deliciously black, rich, and beefy. Almost spat it out at first - black soup? But the flavor! Oh, wow. I needed a second trip to this restaurant!
2:00 PM: Okay, I am done with structured sightseeing. The sun is beating down, and I'm sweaty and slightly delirious. Time for a serious break.
2:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Changed clothes, and relaxed.
3:00 PM: Decided, "To hell with it," and I headed out for some more grub.
3:30 PM: Had the best iced coffee I have ever had. This part is important! I need more of that, and maybe I will attempt to recreate that coffee experience when I get back.
5:00 PM: Headed back to the apartment, for a much needed shower.
7:00 PM: Decided to go out for some dinner. I tried to go out and find a place myself - got a little lost. Took the Grab back to the apartment. Decided to eat in.
8:00 PM: Bed.
Day 3: Exploring and the Unexpected
9:00 AM: Woke up in a good mood. Decided to try and go out to the mall for a quick snack.
10:00 AM: Got lost.
11:00 AM: Decided to head back to the apartment.
12:00 PM: Decided to take another nap.
3:00 PM: Woke up from the nap, feeling a little more refreshed, and hungry. I also need to do laundry.
4:00 PM: Decided to head out, and grab dinner.
5:00 PM: Grabbed dinner.
6:00 PM: Grabbed laundry and back to the apartment.
8:00 PM: Decided to take it easy and watch TV.
9:00 PM: Bed.
Day 4: The Home Stretch & the Regretful Goodbye
8:00 AM: Woke up. And oh man, am I starting to feel the travel fatigue. But I also don’t want to leave.
9:00 AM: Ate all the snacks I bought.
11:00 AM: Packed. Now, I'm not proud of this, but I found a stray sock on the floor. And I have absolutely no idea where it came from. Mysteries of travel, I suppose.
12:00 PM: Final wander. Strolled around the apartment, taking one last look at the view. I'm going to miss this.
1:00 PM: One last Nasi Goreng. Of course. Gotta go out with a bang, or at least, a delicious explosion of flavor.
2:00 PM: Grab to the airport.
4:00 PM: Ugh. The airport. Always a mixed bag of emotions.
5:00 PM: Flight.
10:00 PM: Back home.
Final Thoughts:
Surabaya, you were a whirlwind. You were messy, delicious, and utterly unpredictable. Puri Mas, your apartment gave me a perfect haven. And, though imperfect as it’s all been, I wouldn't trade this messy, slightly shambolic journey for anything. I’ll be back, Surabaya. Count on it. Maybe next time, I will learn a little more Indonesian. Maybe.
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So You Wanna Know About... Well, *Me*? Ask Away (I Guess)
Okay, okay, let's start basic. Who... *are* you, exactly? Don't be vague.
Ugh, the *existential* stuff already? Fine. Look, I'm... me. That's about as clear as mud, isn't it? Honestly, I'm a work in progress, a swirling vortex of experiences, bad decisions, and the occasional moment of brilliance. I'm the kind of person who starts a project, gets halfway through, and then stares at a wall for three hours. I guess you could call me... a person. A flawed, messy, gloriously imperfect person. Does that help? Probably not.
What are you passionate about? C'mon, everyone's passionate about *something*.
Okay, deep breath. Passion... Okay, now you're making me think. Alright... First, coffee. Seriously, that's a religious experience for me. Without it, I'm basically a grumpy, shuffling zombie. Then there's... well, *ideas*. Love them, hate them, argue with them, I can't get enough. The thrill of a new thought, or a mind-expanding concept, it's like a little fireworks display in my brain. Oh! And telling stories. I love that better than anything. Creating them, hearing them. They are everything.
What's your biggest regret? Don't tell me you have none. Blech.
Oh, man. Regrets. Where do I *begin*? Okay, deep breath. Probably that time I thought it was a good idea to dye my hair bright purple before a job interview. It wasn't. It was a disaster. I looked like a rejected My Little Pony. The interview went... poorly. Let's just say I learned a valuable lesson about impulsive decisions and the importance of a good hair stylist. Also, I regret not taking that pottery class in college. I could be making beautiful, useless vases right now! It's a major life gap. I can just see my future life. Me, staring out the window with a sad face. Ugh.
What's something you're REALLY good at? Brag a little! (It's allowed, you know.)
Okay, okay, *fine*. I’m actually pretty good at... well, at least some stuff. I like to think I’m decent at problem-solving. Give me a complex situation with a load of moving parts, and I'll... probably get completely overwhelmed at first. But then, eventually, something sparks and I figure it out. That's my talent/curse. My brain works in a weird way. It's like a chaotic, messy desk, but somehow, the things I need always turn up eventually. I can also make a mean grilled cheese. That's a skill, right?
What makes you *angry*? Be honest.
Oh, boy. Where to start? Okay, injustices – real, blatant injustices – they get my blood boiling. People who are deliberately cruel, especially to those who can't defend themselves. Also, slow internet. Seriously, don't even get me started. And people who chew with their mouths open! I actually think I can feel my blood pressure rise just thinking about that. Also, lack of empathy. Ugh. In short: a lot. I have very strong feelings.
What's something you're afraid of? Everyone has something!
Ah, now we're talking. Fear... Yeah, I've got a whole buffet of fears. Failure is a big one. Not the "failing" kind, but the "failing to be me" kind. That's a real gut-punch. Then there's the fear of losing the people I care about. And, on a slightly less profound, but still valid, level, public speaking. Even thinking about it makes my palms sweat. I once had to give a presentation to like, 10 people. Ten! And my leg wouldn't stop shaking. I'm pretty sure everyone saw the quivering limb and concluded I was a complete idiot. They probably weren't wrong.
Describe a perfect day.
Okay, a *perfect* day... Hmm. It starts with no alarm, obviously. Maybe some sunshine, birds chirping (but not too loud – I'm not a morning person). Strong coffee, maybe a croissant (because, why not?). Then, a day filled with learning, creating, laughing, and maybe a little bit of daydreaming. Good company, good food, a good book. And at the end of the day, to feel like I actually *did* something, even if it was just sitting on the couch and watching the light change. No pressure! No expectations! Just... good vibes. And maybe, just maybe, finding that perfect cup of coffee!
If you could have any superpower, what would it be? Don't be shy.
Teleportation. No question. Think about it! Stuck in traffic? Poof, gone. Desperate craving for a specific food from a cafe across the country? Bam, instantly there. World travel made easy, no more cramped airplane seats, and let's be honest, the ability to pop in and out of places without having to deal with the logistics of actual travel? Perfection. I'd teleport to my dream house, a cabin by a lake, right now. I'm not the kind of person who can sit in the car for more than 10 minutes -- I get twitchy, I start to chew on the inside of my cheek, and I have to pee. Teleportation would be a lifesaver. Plus, imagine the practical jokes! Just kidding! Okay, maybe not.
What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you? Spill the tea!
Ugh, okay. This is going to be painful. There was this one time... Okay, picture this: High school, a school dance, the "it" girl with the most handsome guy in school. I was, of course, not "it," but I really, *really* wanted to dance, so I decided to brave the dance floor. Everything was going swimmingly (that is to say, not really) when I tripped. Not a graceful fall, mind you. A full-on, arms-flailing, face-planting tumble right in front of everyone. But, the real killer here? Mid-fall, my dress *split*. From top to bottom. Right down the back. In front of everyone.Hotel Search Site
