Hotel Plaza La Coruna Spain

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Escape to Paradise: Hotel Plaza La Coruña - Is This Actually Paradise? Let's Spill the Tea (and Maybe Some Sangria)

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a little jaunt to La Coruña, Spain, and the ahem glorious Hotel Plaza. I'm here to give you the REAL deal. Forget those polished brochures. We're talking raw, unvarnished travel truth, complete with my own brand of chaotic commentary. Is it paradise? Well, let's find out, shall we?

First Impressions & the Logistics: Accessibility, and Getting In the Door

Right off the bat, let's talk nitty gritty. Accessibility: This is important, people! The website says "facilities for disabled guests." Alright, fine. Wheelchair accessible? Honestly, I didn't need a wheelchair, but the hotel does boast an elevator which is a huge plus. And it seemed pretty wide, so maybe good for wheelchairs. Exterior corridor? Nope, all indoors. The check-in/out [express] option was available but I opted for the slow-and-steady approach. Check-in/out [private]? No, but it moved along quickly enough.

They had a doorman and even a 24-hour front desk which is handy for those of us who get lost wandering the streets at 3 AM (ahem, not me…cough). They do offer airport transfer which could be a lifesaver after a long flight. Bonus points for the car park [free of charge] - because who wants to shell out for parking after already emptying their wallet on sangria? Valet parking is also available, for the boujee amongst us.

Rooms: The Sanctuary (Or Not?)

Okay, the room. Let's be honest, this is where it really matters. I got a non-smoking room (thank GOD). Air conditioning? Absolutely, and a lifesaver! Can't handle the heat. They also had a window that opens which is surprisingly rare these days. Fresh air! Heaven!

Available in all rooms: (Let's cut to the chase!)

Air conditioning & FREE WiFi (finally a plus!): Check and double-check.
Alarm clock - Standard, but appreciated.
Bathrobes - yes, you'll be strutting around in elegance
Bathroom phone - a little extra fancy, but helpful if you're prone to dramatic collapses
Bathtub - Ah, the tub! It was HUGE and perfect for a long soak after a day of exploring (more on the exploring later).
Blackout curtains - Essential for sleeping off that sangria hangover.
Carpeting - Standard, not a huge deal.
Closet - Plenty of room for my questionable fashion choices.
Coffee/tea maker - Crucial for my sanity.
Complimentary tea - Nice touch.
Daily housekeeping - Praise be!
Desk - For all those important emails (or, you know, daydreaming).
Extra long bed - Needed! Because I'm a restless sleeper.
Free bottled water - Hydration is key.
Hair dryer - Saved my life (and my hair).
High floor - I asked for it and enjoyed it.
In-room safe box - Secure!
Interconnecting room(s) available - Good for families.
Internet access – LAN & Internet access – wireless (WiFi [free]): Yeah, baby! FREE and it worked like a charm!
Ironing facilities - Because wrinkles are the enemy.
Laptop workspace - Perfect for pretending to work.
Linens - Soft and clean.
Mini bar - Tempting, very tempting…
Mirror - Vital for selfies and pre-dinner pep talks.
On-demand movies - Bingeworthy.
Private bathroom - Of course.
Reading light - Excellent for pretending to read.
Refrigerator - Great for keeping the drinks cold.
Safety/security feature - Present and accounted for.
Satellite/cable channels - Trashy TV after a day of sightseeing - YES!
Scale - Uh oh (but fine, I'll look later).
Seating area - Cozy.
Separate shower/bathtub - Luxury!
Shower - Good water pressure.
Smoke detector - Safety first!
Socket near the bed - Charger heaven.
Sofa - Comfy.
Soundproofing - Thank goodness.
Telephone - Meh.
Toiletries - The basics.
Towels - Soft and fluffy.
Umbrella - Essential for La Coruña's unpredictable weather.
Visual alarm - Important for accessibility.
Wake-up service - Never used it, but good to have.
Window that opens - FRESH AIR, I say again.

The Food! (OMG, the Food!)

Alright, let's get down to the good stuff: Dining, drinking, and snacking! This is where the Hotel Plaza really shines.

Breakfast [buffet]: Yes! And what a buffet! Loads of options including a full Western breakfast and a surprising selection of Asian breakfast items. I went back for seconds… and thirds…
A la carte in restaurant: If you're feeling fancy, you have options.
Asian cuisine in restaurant: Something to try!
Bar: Excellent selection of cocktails. Happy hour meant more time to enjoy them!
Bottle of water: Hydration, people, hydration.
Buffet in restaurant: See Breakfast [buffet].
Coffee/tea in restaurant: Always available.
Coffee shop: For the caffeine addicts.
Desserts in restaurant: Oh, the desserts! I may or may not have eaten a whole cake. Don't judge me.
Happy hour: A very good time to be alive.
International cuisine in restaurant: Something for everyone.
Poolside bar: Oh yes, I spent a solid few hours here.
Restaurants: more than one!
Room service [24-hour]: For those late-night cravings.
Salad in restaurant: If, you know, you're trying to be healthy. I wasn't.
Snack bar: Handy.
Soup in restaurant: Comfort food at its finest.
Vegetarian restaurant: Check.
Western cuisine in restaurant: More like, everything is delicious.

My absolute favorite thing? The Poolside bar. Picture this: sun, a perfect cocktail (made with actual love by the friendly staff), and the gentle murmur of conversation. The perfect place to spend an afternoon.

Things to Do & Ways to Relax (Or Try To)

Body scrub & Body wrap: Didn't try these, but they were there.
Fitness center & Gym/fitness: Looked like a gym.
Foot bath: intriguing!
Massage: YES!
Pool with view & Swimming pool [outdoor]: The pool was glorious. It wasn't just your average rectangular pool. The view? Stunning. And I'm not talking about some contrived Instagram-worthy angle. This was the real deal.
Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: I'm a sucker for a steam room.
Cleanliness and safety: They took this seriously, with Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, and Rooms sanitized between stays. They also had Staff trained in safety protocol and were up-to-date on hygiene certifications.

But Wait, There's More (Stuff You Should Know)

Services and conveniences: The hotel offers a lot, including the usual Concierge, Daily housekeeping, Facilities for disabled guests, Gift/souvenir shop, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Safety deposit boxes, Smoking area, Terrace.
For the kids: Yes, they had the Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal.

Now For The Honest Bit…My One Glorious, Glorious, Flawed Experience

Okay, let's get real messy. I'd heard amazing things about the massage… and it was everything! I had a long flight delays and was a tense mess. The masseuse worked magic, kneading out every knot and kink. But let me tell you, I got a little too comfortable. There may have been some snoring involved. Don't judge! It was the most relaxed I'

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Hotel Plaza La Coruna Spain

Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's sterile travel itinerary. This is a chaotic, heart-on-your-sleeve, hopefully-laugh-till-you-cry kind of thing. We're going to Hotel Plaza in La Coruña, Spain, and trust me, it probably won't go exactly as planned. Here's my attempt at a messy, real, and hopefully hilarious account of what could happen:

Day 1: Arrival – Chaos, Clumsiness, and Clumsy Taps

9:00 AM (ish): Wake up, still convinced it's a terrible idea to go to Spain. Scramble to find passport, which is, of course, buried in a pile of old receipts and half-eaten chocolate wrappers. Panic ensues – not a good look at this stage.
11:00 AM (ish): Arrive at the airport looking like I've been dragged through a hedge backward. My carry-on is probably over the weight limit, and I'm pretty sure I forgot to pack socks. Oh well, Spain! Adventure!
1:00 PM: Flight! Pray the people around me don’t hate me. I probably should have taken something for motion sickness, but I'll be fine. Right?
5:00 PM (Spanish Time - which, let's be honest, is more like 6:00 PM): Land. Breathe. Maybe I can actually do this. Find the hotel transfer. Pray it's not a clown car. Maybe.
6:00 PM: Check in at Hotel Plaza. The lobby is actually quite grand. I swear, the chandelier has more class than I do. The front desk person is impossibly elegant. I, however, am a sweaty, slightly dishevelled mess. Blurt out something vaguely resembling "Hola!" and pray I don't say anything offensive.
7:00 PM: Room assessment. I'm thrilled that I got a room with a view. Stare out the window at the city. So many beautiful buildings. So many steps to climb. Wonder if I can bribe the hotel to carry me up to my room at the end of the day.
7:30 PM: Unpack…or attempt to. Struggle with the suitcase for a good ten minutes. It's a battle, me versus the zipper. I win, but I'm exhausted.
8:30 PM: Dinner at a tapas place recommended by the hotel. Order WAY too much food. Try to remember some Spanish, inevitably butcher all the pronunciations. Realize I accidentally ordered tripe and feel my stomach do a complicated maneuver with my brain. Eat it anyway. It's…interesting.
10:00 PM: Walk back to the hotel. The cobblestone streets are a death trap in my cute but impractical boots. Almost trip approximately six times. Swear under my breath a lot.
11:00 PM: Crash. Immediately fall asleep, exhausted, and hope for a hangover-free morning.

Day 2: Food, Fumbling, and a Possible Existential Crisis

9:00 AM: Wake up with a pounding headache and a vague sense of regret. This is the life, right? Maybe the morning coffee will help…?
10:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. The buffet is glorious. I'm in heaven as I watch all of the delicious food. Load up my plate. Then drop half of it. This is a recurring theme.
11:00 AM: Wander around the city, armed with a map that I can barely read. Get hopelessly lost within fifteen minutes. End up in a charming square I wasn't even trying to find. Score!
1:00 PM: Lunch. Because that's what we do, right? Find a tiny, non-touristy restaurant. The waiter doesn't speak a word of English. I butcher even more Spanish. But the food? Divine. That, and I think I saw a tiny silverfish in the corner. Ah, experiences.
2:30 PM: Visit the Torre de Hércules (Hercules Tower). Try to be all cultured and take in the majestic views. Get distracted by a group of giggling teenagers. Take a selfie with the lighthouse. This is my life now.
4:00 PM: Walk along the beach. The wind tries to blow me into the sea. I spend a good ten minutes rescuing my hat. It's probably an adventure.
5:00 PM: Back to the hotel to rest my weary bones. Contemplate the meaning of life while gazing out the window. Realize I'm still wearing my slightly-too-tight jeans. Change.
7:00 PM: Tapas round two. Find a place with live music. The music is amazing, and I may have a little tear in my eye. Drink some of the local wine and have a moment with my thoughts. It doesn't last long.
9:00 PM: The dancing. I'm not a dancer, but I'm enjoying watching people. It seems an appropriate time to try my hand. It does not go well. But the people are warm, and the smiles are genuine. The wine is helping. I'll say that.
10:30 PM: Sleep…that sweet, sweet embrace of blissful unconsciousness.

Day 3: Doubling Down: A Day Dedicated to the Beach and all its Imperfections

9:00 AM: Wake up, feeling surprisingly okay, considering yesterday's questionable dancing skills. Must be the sea air.
10:00 AM: Forget the tour. Forget the museums. Today is ALL ABOUT the beach. Which beach? The closest one! Pack a bag with sunscreen, a towel, and the unwavering belief that I'm capable of looking good in a swimsuit.
11:00 AM: Arrive at the beach. It's packed. People of all shapes and sizes are enjoying the sun or the waves. Try to find a spot that isn't directly under a screaming child's beach umbrella. Fail slightly.
11:30 AM: Get into my swimsuit. Regret all the late-night snacks. Remind myself that everyone has a body and the sea doesn't judge.
12:00 PM - 4:00 PM: BEACH TIME! Swim in the chilly Atlantic. Build a pathetic sandcastle. People-watch relentlessly. Get sunburned. Eat a questionable ice cream cone. Accidentally let a wave knock me over. Discover how much sand can get everywhere.
4:00 PM: Retreat. The sun has defeated me. It's time to go back to the hotel and hide.
5:00 PM: Shower. Attempt to scrub the sand out of every conceivable crevice. Give up.
6:00 PM: Rest. Recover. Contemplate the beauty of the beach.
7:00 PM: A light meal. I think the beach made me ravenous. But the experience was worth it.
9:00 PM - End: Final tapas of the trip. Reflect on the trip. Make plans to go back (and maybe buy my self a pair of sandals).

Day 4: Departure – Farewell, Spain…Until Next Time!

9:00 AM: Wake up, vaguely sad that it's over. Wish I could stay on the beach forever.
10:00 AM: Pack. Again. Try to fit all the souvenirs into my suitcase. Fail. Spend way too long deciding what to leave behind.
11:00 AM: Check out of the hotel. Say goodbye to the lovely front desk person, who probably thinks I'm a complete weirdo. I probably left a trail of sand and crumbs.
12:00 PM: Head to the airport. Traffic delays. Panic sets in.
2:00 PM: The flight. I'm too tired to care.
7:00 PM (ish): Home. Unpack. Look at all the photos and smile. Remember that Spain, even through its chaos, was a beautiful experience.
The End? Nah. This is just the beginning…and I can't wait to go back.

This "itinerary" is deliberately messy, opinionated, and full of imperfections. It’s about the feelings, the clumsiness, and the overall human experience of traveling. Your experience in La Coruña will be different. Enjoy the journey, embrace the mishaps, and don't be afraid to laugh at yourself. That's the best travel souvenir of all.

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Okay, Spill! Is This Really Paradise? Or Just... La Coruña?

Alright, alright, simmer down. "Paradise" is a *strong* word. La Coruña is gorgeous, truly. Picture this: dramatic cliffs meeting the Atlantic, salty air that'll practically melt your stresses away, and the promise of tapas that could make a grown person weep. But… hotel-specifically? Honestly? It depends. If your idea of paradise involves meticulously raked sand and a butler named Jeeves, adjust your expectations.

I'd say, it's *potential* paradise. It's got the building blocks. The hotel has this seriously old-school charm. Think "golden age of travel" meets slightly... faded grandeur. My first thought? "Wow, this is *authentic*." My second thought, about halfway through my stay: "Is that a draught?" (Spoiler alert: It might have been, in my room, specifically.) Still, potential, people! Potential!

What's the Vibe Like? Is It All Glamour and Glitz?

Glamour? Okay, maybe *some*. Glitz? Nope. This isn't Vegas. It’s more… understated elegance. There's a certain dignified, almost *whispered* atmosphere. People are generally well-behaved. (Though, I did spot one incredibly loud American family trying to order "a whole roast pig" at breakfast. Bless their hearts.)

Think less red carpets and more… reading in a sun-drenched lobby with the faint scent of old books and, possibly, a hint of sea breeze. Okay, I might be romanticizing a bit. I was probably just sleepy from jetlag and the incredibly strong coffee. But the point is, it's not that aggressive, flashy kind of vacation. It’s more… refined. Or, you know, it's trying to be. And that, honestly, is pretty appealing.

The Rooms! What Are They Really Like? (Be Honest!)

Okay, honest time. The rooms... are a mixed bag. Mine was "charming" and "vintage." Which is code, maybe a little, for "needs a serious update." Think... floral wallpaper that's seen a few decades, heavy wooden furniture, and a bathroom that reminded me of my grandma's (in a good way, mostly!).

The bed? Surprisingly comfortable, though the pillows felt like they’d been through a war. The view, however? Stunning! I had a balcony overlooking the harbor, and waking up to that every morning was, hands down, a highlight. One morning, I swear, I saw a seagull wink at me. (Or maybe it was just the salt spray in my eyes. Either way… epic.)

Cleanliness was good, mostly. (Did I mention that draught? I'm still slightly obsessed.) And while the decor wasn’t exactly cutting-edge, it did have a certain… character. If you're expecting sleek minimalism, lower your expectations and then set them a little lower again. But if you appreciate history and a touch of eccentricity? You'll be alright. Bring earplugs, just in case.

Food, Glorious Food! Tell Me About the Dining Experience!

Alright, this is where things get *really* good. The hotel restaurant is... *chef's kiss*. The food is Galician, which means seafood, seafood, and more seafood (with a side of amazing meat, naturally). Think fresh, flavorful, and utterly divine. I could write a whole novel about the grilled octopus. Seriously. I might.

Breakfast was a bit of a mixed bag. The coffee was strong, as previously mentioned, and the pastries were *dangerous*—I ate way too many. They had a decent selection of fruit and yogurt, but the hot options were a little… hit or miss, depending on the day. One morning, the scrambled eggs were dry and lifeless. The next, they were perfect. Go figure! Dinner, however, was consistently superb. Don't skip the seafood paella. Just… don't.

One tiny, nitpicky thing: service can be a little... *leisurely*. Take a deep breath, order a glass of wine (or three!), and enjoy the view. You're on vacation, remember? This is not New York City. This is Galician Spain, where time moves at its own, glorious pace.

The Location: Is It Easy to Explore the City?

Yes! Absolutely yes! Hotel Plaza is in a fantastic location. It’s right on the waterfront, which means breathtaking views and easy access to everything. You can stroll along the harbor, explore the charming old town with its narrow streets, and visit the iconic Tower of Hercules. It's all practically on your doorstep.

Here’s a true story: I got hopelessly lost (as I often do) trying to find a specific tapas bar. I ended up wandering through back alleys, getting rained on, and asking for directions from a very grumpy-looking man who only spoke Galician. (Thank goodness for Google Translate!) But even that was part of the adventure! You’re never *too* far from the hotel, which is a big plus after a long day of sightseeing and, you know, accidentally ordering too much wine.

Public transportation is readily available, if you’re feeling brave, but honestly, La Coruña is compact enough to explore primarily on foot. Just pack comfortable shoes! And maybe a waterproof jacket, because, well, Galicia.

What About Amenities? Does the Hotel Have a Pool, Spa, Etc.?

Hmm. This is where the "dream getaway" part might require a little fine-tuning. There's no pool. No spa. No gym. (Unless you count sprinting after a rogue seagull as a workout. Which, honestly, I might. They're fast!)

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