Escape to Paradise: Uncover the Hidden Gem of Palawan's Discovery Island Resort
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a hotel review that’s gonna be less "polished brochure" and more "honest, slightly chaotic travel journal." I'm going to spill the tea, judge the heck out of everything, and maybe, just maybe, find a decent cup of coffee in the process.
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The Hotel Review: Where Expectations Met Reality…Or Didn't
So, I just stomped, I tell you stomped out of [Hypothetical Hotel Name Here]. And look, before you think I'm some pampered princess, I'm not. I'm just a human who, like you, appreciates a clean loo and a decent croissant. And oh boy, this place… well, let’s just say it had potential.
First impressions? The lobby was… grand. Massive chandeliers, polished floors – you know the drill. Made me feel kinda inadequate, truth be told. But hey, I’m here to review, not aspire to be rich. Let's dig in to the good, the bad, and the utterly confusing…
Accessibility: Bless Their Hearts (Mostly)
Right off the bat, major props for the accessibility. This is a big win for [Hotel Name].
- Wheelchair accessible: YES! Ramps everywhere, wide doorways, and the elevator was actually decently sized. Hallelujah.
- Facilities for disabled guests: I did see some specific accessibility features in the room descriptions, like grab bars. That’s a HUGE plus.
- Elevator: Worked. Score! (Seriously, you'd be amazed how many hotels screw this up.)
Now, the on-site accessible restaurants and lounges? Well, that’s where it got a little…fuzzy. While the main dining room seemed okay (lots of open space), the bar area was cramped. That’s where I felt a little let down and that needed some work.
On-Site Restaurants and Lounges: A Culinary Adventure…Or Not?
Speaking of which: the Food! Oh, the food…
- Restaurants: They had a buffet in the morning, the standard breakfast [buffet] served eggs, bacon, and sad-looking pastries. Nothing to write home about, but edible. And there was an A la carte in restaurant option at dinner. I opted for the vegetarian restaurant (I try, I really, really do.)
- Poolside bar: I spent an afternoon at the Pool with view and enjoyed a cocktail. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was fine.
- Happy hour: Yes, and very needed I must say!
- Desserts in restaurant: Meh.
- Snack bar: It had.
The Buffet in restaurant itself? Okay, it was fine. But I saw a child sneeze directly into the scrambled eggs. I’m trying not to judge, I really am. But now I'm also trying to block that image from my memory. On the plus side, the Bottle of water was a nice touch and the staff was excellent! This is a high point!
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitized Dreams?
The big question in this post-pandemic world, right? How much did they really sanitize?
- Anti-viral cleaning products: They claimed it. I didn't bring a lab to check.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Saw it happening. Sort of.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: They said it.
- Hand sanitizer: Available. Everywhere.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Seemed like it. Mostly. I saw one staff member sneeze into their elbow and instantly go to wash their hands and I actually felt safe!.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Mostly.
- Safe dining setup: Yes, with Sanitized kitchen and tableware items.
- Individually-wrapped food options: They did provide this as well.
So, bottom line? They’re trying. I felt relatively at ease, but I’m still washing my hands obsessively. (Just a habit, not a judgment!)
Internet Access: The Wi-Fi Saga
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!: HOORAY!
- Internet: …It worked. Sometimes. More on that in a minute.
- Internet [LAN]: No.
- Wi-Fi in public areas: Yes, but it had its own mood swings.
- Internet services: Nothing beyond basic Wi-Fi, which, as I said, was flaky.
Okay, the Wi-Fi. This is where things got real. Supposedly, "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" was the selling point. And the promise of this glorious, fast internet was dashed the moment I connected. I was connected, but no connection was made at all. I'm not exaggerating when I say I spent an hour trying to upload a single photo. The upload bar just…stalled. I would've had better luck sending a carrier pigeon. I finally had to trot down to the business center and beg to use a LAN connection in order to upload a review on my latest travel experience. (I know, the irony is not lost on me!)
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa Day Dreams…or Do I Get Scrubbed?
This is where [Hotel Name] really tried to shine, and mostly succeeded.
- Pool with view: Beautiful!
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Ditto.
- Spa/sauna: YES!
- Sauna: I’m a sucker for a good sauna. This one was decent.
- Steamroom: Ahhhhh, bliss.
- Fitness center: Standard, but functional.
- Massage: OMG, yes. Get the massage. Worth every penny.
- Body scrub, Body wrap: Did not try. I was too busy relaxing, and the thought of being wrapped in something… I'm not going there.
- Foot bath: Never tried one.
Okay, full disclosure: the massage was divine. Seriously, the best part of the entire stay. I needed it after wrestling with that Wi-Fi. Book it. Do it. You won't regret it.
For the Kids & Couple’s Room and Family-Friendly: Kiddie Central
- Babysitting service: Available.
- Kids facilities: Seemed promising.
- Kids meal: On the menu.
- Couple's room: They did have them.
- Family/child friendly: YES!
I saw a lot of families, which is great if you are a family.
Services and Conveniences: The Usual Suspects
- Air conditioning in public area, Available in all rooms: Thank GOD. Needed.
- Cash withdrawal: Yup.
- Concierge: Helpful.
- Daily housekeeping: Spotless.
- Doorman: Present.
- Dry cleaning, Laundry service: Standard.
- Elevator: Check.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Covered.
- Food delivery: Was not available.
- Gift/souvenir shop: Overpriced.
- Laundry service: Fast.
- Luggage storage: Efficient.
- Safety deposit boxes: Good.
- Smoking area: Yep.
- Terrace: Nice.
- Xerox/fax in business center: Standard.
Honestly, these services were fine. Nothing spectacular, nothing awful. Your basic hotel conveniences.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fuel for the Soul (Maybe)
- A la carte in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant. Phew!
The Room service [24-hour] was on point, though I mainly ordered water. The Happy hour helped with that horrible Wi-Fi situation, so, yes, I am grateful.
Available in all rooms: The Room Rundown
- **Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathtub, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, 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, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area,
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to carve out a chaotic, gloriously imperfect week in Discovery Island Resort, Palawan. Forget your perfectly-curated Instagram feeds; this is the REAL DEAL. Get ready for sunburn, sand in places you really don't want it, and the existential dread of running low on sunscreen. Let's GO!
Discovery Island Daze: A Palawan Pilgrimage (Oh God, I hope it's good)
Day 1: The Arrival (and the Existential Dread of Sand)
- Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM): The Great Escape! Philippine Airlines, seat 42B (I think? My brain’s still on island time). The flight was… fine. Baby was screaming, the guy next to me kept mansplaining the economic impact of mango plantations (seriously?), but hey, we made it! We touched down in Busuanga. Already, the humidity has seeped into my very soul.
- Observation: Manila airport’s always a shitshow. This time, I think I’m more prepared… mentally, at least.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Boat transfer to Discovery Island. Ah, the turquoise waters! The sheer blueness of it is staggering. The boat ride? Not exactly smooth. A little choppy, actually, and I managed to spill my water bottle all over myself. I'm already a hot, salty mess.
- Emotional Reaction: Oh. My. God. This place is stunning. I swear, the air here smells of pure, unadulterated happiness. Wait, scratch that, it smells like sunscreen and the slightly fishy breeze. But still! Happy.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Check-in (smooth!), unpack (a disaster), and a quick wander around the resort. The beach is calling my name. I swear, I tripped over my own two feet and landed smack-dab in a patch of sand. Sand. Everywhere. It’s in my shoes, my hair, probably my underwear.
- Dinner: The restaurant has a stunning view (the sea! again!) but I ordered spring rolls, and was promptly struck with intense stomach cramps afterwards. Maybe I ate too many. Maybe I’m cursed. Maybe I'm being overly dramatic. The jury's still out.
- Quirky Observation: I swear I saw a crab giving me the side eye. Rude.
Day 2: Island Hopping and the Perils of Selfie Sticks
- Morning (8:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Island Hopping Extravaganza! Booked a tour to some local islands. The boat ride was… well, let’s just say I've learned the value of Dramamine. The islands themselves? Jaw-dropping. Hidden lagoons, pristine beaches, the works.
- Anecdote: I tried snorkeling. I saw a fish! It was yellow! Then the waves got a bit rough and I panicked, swallowed half the ocean, and nearly drowned myself. The guide was very patient. I'm blaming the goggles.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Lunch on a deserted beach (very Robinson Crusoe, but with better food). Ate a delicious grilled fish. I'm already forgetting the spring roll fiasco from last night. Lesson learned: Avoid the spring rolls.
- Imperfection: My phone battery died just as I was about to take the perfect Instagram shot of a sunset. The photo that would have defined my entire existence. Devastated. Well, almost. Kinda relieved I didn't have to put it up to begin with.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Back at the resort. Attempted to master the art of the beach bum. I laid on a sun lounger for a full five minutes before getting bored. I’m just not built for leisure. Watched another stunning sunset, and vowed to buy a better selfie stick tomorrow.
- Strong Emotional Reaction: The sunset! The colours were so vibrant, so… unreal. I felt a tiny shred of peace, then the feeling of sand got in my shoes and I swore to never step foot on the beach again.
Day 3: Sun, Sand, and… Squirrels?
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Tried to sleep in. Failed. Jet lag is a cruel mistress. Wandered around the resort. Took a walk. Found a bunch of cute squirrels scampering about. They were adorable.
- Rambling: I’ve always had a soft spot for rodents. They get a bad rap, you know? Everyone’s all, “Ew, rats!” but squirrels? They’re basically little furry acrobats, collecting nuts and causing general mischief. (I might be bonding with them a little too much)
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Attempted to read a book on the beach, but the sun was too strong, the wind was too persistent, and the book was, frankly, a bit boring.
- Anecdote: I got a sunburn. On my eyelids. How is that even possible? Apparently, I forgot to apply sunscreen there. The pain is exquisite. I am a crispy, red lobster.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Massaged the sunburn. Ate some delicious, but expensive, mango sticky rice. Attempted to have a heart-to-heart with the squirrels (they were not receptive).
- Opinionated Language: The resort restaurant is fantastic. The staff are amazing. The prices are, admittedly, a bit inflated, but the view (again!) is worth it. I'm starting to understand why people spend so much on vacations now.
Day 4: Diving (And Possibly Drowning Again)
- Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Diving lesson! I'm terrified of the ocean. But I'm also determined to conquer my fear. So, here we go!
- Messier Structure: Okay, diving… not as terrifying as I thought. But still. It was an experience. I’ve tried to breathe out of the regulator. I got a little bit of water in my mask. Then I panicked, again. But, good thing I had a really good instructor to guide me through the process.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Rested by the pool. Took a nap. Dreamed of squirrels.
- Doubling-Down: Spent a good long part of the afternoon sitting by the pool. Just… thinking. About life, the universe, and everything. Actually really enjoyed the silence. For a change.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): More seafood! (This time, no cramps!). Then a bit of stargazing. The night sky is unbelievably clear here.
- Quirky Observation: I think I'm starting to understand why so many couples come on holiday. It's the sunsets… the sunsets are a real mood killer.
Day 5: Kayaking and the Great Sunscreen Debacle
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Kayaking! Seems easy enough, right? Wrong.
- Anecdote: Well, so much for that. I got stuck in the mangroves for about an hour. It was a low tide. I had a hard time peddling. Thought about giving up. Finally, got back to the resort.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Sunscreen. Must. Reapply. Constantly. I swear, I'm spending more time applying sunscreen than actually doing anything.
- Imperfection: I ran out of sunscreen. Disaster averted only through the generosity of a fellow traveller. I owe them my life, and a lifetime supply of cheap souvenirs.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Ate at the resort restaurant. Thought about everything. And nothing.
Day 6: Farewell Feast (and the Bitter Sweetness of Departure)
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Last-minute souvenir shopping. Realized I have absolutely no space in my luggage. Panic.
- Emotional Reaction: I almost feel like I'm going to cry. This place is so beautiful. I wish I could stay forever.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Final lunch, soaking up the sun, and promising myself to come back.
- Opinionated Language: Okay, I've made a decision: I'm coming back here. This place? It's magic.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Packing. It
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