Casablanca's Hidden Gem: Luxury Suite Loc Aparthotel Awaits!
Casablanca's Hidden Gem: Luxury Suite Loc Aparthotel Awaits! - A Review That's Real (and Possibly a Little Too Honest)
Alright, listen up, because I'm about to tell you about this place in Casablanca, the Luxury Suite Loc Aparthotel. Forget those sterile travel guides, this is real talk. I'm talking snotty-nosed reviews and the brutally honest truth. Buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving in deep.
First Impressions (and My Initial Panic Attack)
Getting to the Loc Aparthotel was, shall we say, an experience. Casablanca traffic is an unholy blend of honking horns, rogue scooters, and drivers who seem to think blinkers are purely decorative. Finding the place? Let's just say Google Maps took a very creative interpretation of the word "nearby". But hey, adventure, right?
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag (and My Ankle's Opinion)
Okay, so accessibility. This is important. They say it's good, and the elevator is a lifesaver for anyone needing a lift. However, depending on your reliance on mobility aids, you might find yourself navigating some tight corners. The good news? Facilities for disabled guests are listed, which is a great starting point. Just… double-check beforehand to be absolutely sure. More details on that later.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safer Than My Therapist's Office
This is where Loc Aparthotel really shines. Seriously, the anti-viral cleaning products and daily disinfection in common areas made me feel like I could breathe again. Big shoutout to the staff for all the hand sanitizer everywhere and the hygiene certification. They're taking COVID seriously. I also loved the rooms sanitized between stays aspect. The fact that they offer room sanitization opt-out available is great, too.
My OCD Approved: Rooms and Amenities
The rooms themselves? Stunning. Absolutely stunning. I stayed in a non-smoking room (phew!), and it was a haven of sanity. Seriously, the air conditioning worked like a dream. The blackout curtains are a godsend! The extra long beds are a lifesaver when jetlag hits. The bathrobes are so soft, I considered never taking them off.
- The Bathroom: The separate shower/bathtub situation was pure luxury. I'm a big fan of a relaxing bath so, I was in heaven. The bathrobes are so fluffy!
- The Bed: A dream. Seriously. The alarm clock actually works. No need to rely on the reception (which I still do).
- Tech: There's free Wi-Fi, of course. It’s super reliable. Internet access – wireless, and Internet access – LAN. I’ll admit, the complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker are what sold me. The refrigerator, and of course the mini bar.
Getting Around: Taxi or Bust (Mostly)
Finding a parking spot in Casablanca felt like a competition, so the car park [on-site] was a massive plus. They also have valet parking, which is a game-changer. I was mostly using the taxi service, which the staff were incredibly helpful in arranging.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: My Waistline's Greatest Challenge
Okay, so I'm a foodie. I live to eat. And the Loc Aparthotel delivered.
- Breakfast: I'm a sucker for a breakfast [buffet] and this one was pretty good! They also do breakfast in room service. If you’re hung over, that is a game changer. There’s a range of Western breakfast, and Asian breakfast
- Restaurants The international cuisine in restaurant was delightful for lunch, the coffee shop had the most lovely coffee and the poolside bar was amazing. I'm partial to a cocktail by the pool, and the staff were always incredibly attentive.
- Room Service: 24-hour? Yes, please! I was thankful for the bottle of water available!
Things to Do (and How I Didn't Do Half of Them)
This place is stacked with ways to relax.
- The Pool: The Swimming pool [outdoor] is gorgeous, and the Pool with view? Well, it’s simply perfect.
- Spa: The Spa/sauna and steamroom are absolutely divine. I spent a solid two hours in the sauna.
- Fitness Centre: I intended to use the Fitness center but, I was too busy enjoying the massage. Honestly, I'm not sure how I managed to peel myself off the massage table. Worth it.
- Other Options: Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath… I mean, the only thing missing was a personal massage therapist who followed me around all day.
Service and Conveniences: Above and Beyond (and a Few Minor Quirks)
The staff are, without exception, lovely. They're incredibly helpful, even when my Arabic skills faltered (which was often). The concierge was a lifesaver. The luggage storage was a godsend before check in.
- Other Services: Daily housekeeping is great. Laundry service, dry cleaning and ironing service are all the luxuries one would expect.
- Business Facilities: They have all the usual business services: business facilities, meeting/banquet facilities, meetings.
For the Kids: Family Fun (Maybe)
They have some nice options for families, which is great. I didn't actually use these, but the babysitting service and kids facilities are a nice touch. They are family/child friendly, and offer kids meal.
My Emotional Breakdown (and the Unexpected Revelation)
Look, I’m not going to lie. Travel, especially solo travel, can be tough. There were times when I felt utterly lost, overwhelmed by the crowds and the noise. But then I'd sink into that ridiculously comfortable bed at the Loc Aparthotel, and everything felt right. The staff were so incredibly kind, the room was so welcoming, and that spa? Pure bliss. It's a place that cares and I’m going to be honest, that helped to keep me sane.
The Quirks (Because No Place is Perfect)
- One tiny issue: Not all the elevators are fully accessible
- The street noise, at times, can be a little intense, so be prepared for some honking.
The Verdict: Book It (But Maybe Pack Earplugs)
Look, if you're looking for a luxurious, safe, and genuinely welcoming base in Casablanca. Casablanca's Hidden Gem: Luxury Suite Loc Aparthotel Awaits! is it. It's not perfect, but it's real. It's comfortable, it's clean, it's got a killer spa, and the staff (thank God for them) are amazing. My Recommendation: Book now, and indulge.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my Moroccan meltdown… I mean, vacation. And it's all going down at the Suite Loc Luxury Aparthotel in Casablanca. Don't expect Hemingway, expect… well, me.
Day 1: Arrival & High Hopes (Smashed Immediately)
- Morning (or, Let's be Honest, Early Afternoon): Arrive at Casablanca's Mohammed V International Airport. "Luxury" they called it. More like "chaos with slightly cleaner toilets." Getting through customs felt like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube while juggling flaming chainsaws. Found the driver the hotel arranged for. He was late, and his driving style… let's just say I'm pretty sure he invented a new branch of rally racing. I swear, the car floated sideways for a good five minutes!
- Afternoon: Finally, finally, arrive at the Suite Loc. And… it's actually pretty damn gorgeous. Sleek, modern, with a view that could probably make even my cynical soul go "Ooooh." I practically squealed when I saw the balcony. A proper squeal. Don't judge me, I was running on fumes and a very bad airport coffee. The front desk folks are lovely, and the bellhop actually smiled! Score! Unpack (mostly). I dropped something on the floor and it rolled under the sofa. Don't check for it.
- Evening: Wander out. The medina is a sensory overload in the best way possible, but it's also a little like being tossed into a washing machine filled with spices, donkeys, and persuasive salesmen. I got completely lost. Then, I got more lost. I ended up in front of a shop selling… well, I still don't know what it was. Some kind of metalwork thingy? A dude in a fez offered me mint tea, convinced I was a "beautiful tourist." I accepted, mostly because I was starving, and the tea was actually amazing. Then, I agreed to look at his shop, and somehow, I walked out with a rug. A beautiful rug. Was I conned? Probably. Do I care? Not entirely. It's pretty. Found my way back to the hotel feeling like a victorious explorer who just lost their map and most of their money. Dinner was supposed to be romantic rooftop experience; it rained. Devoured a soggy pizza in the hotel room instead, and vowed revenge on the weather.
- Late Night: Balcony time. Cigarette. Overthinking. Is this what being a grown-up is?
Day 2: The Spice Souk Symphony & a Tajine Tumble
- Morning: Breakfast is on point. Fresh bread, figs, dates, strong coffee. I’m starting to understand the appeal. Stumbled out of there into the chaos. Decided to try and find the spice souk. This is where things get… intense. The smells – oh, the smells! Cinnamon, saffron, cumin, something floral, something earthy… your nose basically explodes with pure deliciousness. The colors are just as insane: huge pyramids of turmeric, piles of saffron, and mountains of dried chilies. I haggled for a little bag of ras el hanout and lost completely, the vendor got me! I told myself "I won't buy anything" but I left with a whole bunch of stuff. I’ll never be able to replicate that.
- Afternoon: Cooking class! Yay! The instructor, a tiny woman with a booming laugh, was a complete delight. We made tajine (the best way I can describe it is like Moroccan stew). The problem was me. I’m not sure if I’m a good cook but I certainly think I make a fantastic mess! My apron looked it had been attacked by the ingredients, but the end result? Magical. I was slightly burned. It was worth it. Followed by a disastrous attempt to eat elegantly with my fingers.
- Evening: Dinner at the restaurant. Beautiful view of the ocean (finally!). Went for the… fish. Big mistake. A tiny bone got stuck in my throat. I choked, I coughed, I waved frantically. The waiter looked concerned, but I couldn't stop laughing. Eventually, with a dramatic gag and a dramatic swig of water, I dislodged it. Felt like I'd won a battle of wills, which, in a way, I guess I had. Another glass of wine. Needed it.
- Late Night: Reading on the balcony. Trying to convince myself I'm cultured and sophisticated. Failing. But the view is beautiful.
Day 3: Hassan II Mosque & the Unforgiving Sun
- Morning: Hassan II Mosque. Majestic isn't even the word. Massive, gorgeous, humbling. I was properly awestruck. The architecture is stunning, the details are insane. I spent a good hour wandering around with my mouth hanging open. Took a million pictures. Probably will never look at them again. I might have cried a little. No, I did cry a little. It's just breathtaking.
- Afternoon: Walking, walking and walking. The sun is brutal. I have no idea why I thought a black t-shirt was a good idea. Eventually, I found a café, and I had a delicious ice-cream. I'm sitting on a small step and trying to think about something.
- Evening: Trying to find good local cuisine. I went into what I believe was a kitchen, then I tried the couscous. Good couscous. I think the server fell in love with me, or at least with my money. No complaints.
Day 4: Departure & the "Will I Ever Be the Same?" Question
- Morning: A final balcony sit. Sipping mint tea, watching the sun rise over Casablanca. It's really, really pretty. Packing. Ugh. Decided to leave something here.
- Afternoon: Back to the airport. Another white-knuckle ride. More chaos. More waiting. More smells. But this time… I’m kind of used to it. Well, no, not really. But I'm not screaming as much.
- Evening: On the plane. Reflecting. Did I have a good time? A great time? Yes. Absolutely. I have been changed in some way. I think. I'm pretty sure I'm going to miss this. The food, the smells, the chaos, the people… all of it, even the rug. I’ll go back. One day. Just… not yet.
This, my friends, is my Moroccan tale. It's messy. It's imperfect. It's me. And that's the whole point, isn't it? Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go plan my next adventure, and maybe, just maybe, learn how to pack properly. And maybe not wear black in the desert. Probably not.
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Casablanca's Secret Hideaway: Loc Aparthotel – You NEED To Hear This... (And Then Stay There? Maybe...)
So, *where* exactly *is* this Loc Aparthotel thing? I'm not exactly fluent in Moroccan Geography...
Okay, picture this: you land in Casablanca. You’re jet-lagged, smelling of airplane peanuts, and probably desperately need a shower. Loc Aparthotel? It's tucked away in the heart of the city. I'm gonna be honest; I've gotten gloriously lost trying to find it a couple of times. (Okay, maybe more than a couple. Let’s say… three?) But that's part of the fun, right? Makes the victory of finding the place that much sweeter. It's a bit of a hidden gem, so a taxi driver might look at you like you've asked him to find Atlantis. Have faith! Give them the address. Or... use the Google Maps, like a normal person. Seriously. I'm just saying, it's not *on* the main drag, which is a HUGE win in a city like Casablanca. Less noise, less chaos. More… peace. Until, you know, you're trying to find the supermarket. *Sigh*
Luxury Suite? Is it actually LUXURY, or is it 'luxury' as in, 'we have a slightly nicer toilet brush'?
Okay, *this* is where Loc Aparthotel genuinely shines. I’ve stayed in some *questionable* places, let me tell you. Places where you swear the towels were older than your grandma. But the Suites? Seriously, they're pretty darn luxurious. Think fluffy robes, seriously comfortable beds (I could’ve slept for a week!), and a bathroom that actually makes you *want* to take a shower. The first time I saw the rainfall showerhead I may have squealed. Don't judge. It was a long flight. And the kitchenettes? Perfect for making a midnight snack after a long day of haggling in the souks. Just… be warned. My first attempt at making coffee in the kitchenette ended with me accidentally setting off the smoke alarm. (Don't ask. It involved a burnt croissant and a very startled cleaning lady.) So, yeah, luxury. With a side of potential amateur chef comedy.
What kind of "Aparthotel" is this? I'm picturing tiny, depressing flats…
Right, so "aparthotel" – it can sound a bit… sterile, right? Like a soulless chain hotel. But Loc Aparthotel is different. It's the perfect blend. You get the independence of an apartment – a proper living space, a kitchenette – but with the perks of a hotel. Cleaning service? Check. Helpful staff? Check. The staff were genuinely lovely too, not just going through the motions. I still remember the guy on reception who patiently gave me directions to a spice market about five times because, well, navigation isn't my strong suit. The layout is smart, spacious even! I’d expected shoeboxes, but the suites actually *breathe*. You genuinely feel like you have your own little haven in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It's a *relief*, honestly.
Okay, let's get practical. Breakfast? Parking? Wi-Fi? The essentials!
Alright, alright, let's get down to brass tacks. Breakfast? You have options. Either, they provide it and it’s pretty decent. Or, you can stock up your fridge (thanks, kitchenette!) and make your own. The local pastries? Absolutely essential. Parking? They have it, thank goodness, because navigating Casablanca traffic feels like playing a particularly aggressive video game. Expect some maneuvering. Wi-Fi? Strong. Essential for posting Instagram stories of that delicious mint tea, obviously. And for, you know, actually working. (Or, you know, pretending to work and browsing cat videos. I won't judge.)
What’s the neighborhood like? Safe? Lots to do nearby?
The neighborhood is… well, it's a real Casablanca experience. It’s not pristine, it’s not Disneyfied. You get a real sense of life. It's generally safe, but, as anywhere in a big city, keep your wits about you. The location is fantastic though. You're close to some amazing restaurants – I had the most incredible tagine just a short walk away, the kind that makes you close your eyes and moan (in a good way, obviously.) And you're not too far from the main attractions. You'll want to walk, take taxis, and probably get lost a few times. It's all part of the adventure! Just… maybe download those offline maps beforehand, eh? You won't regret that. The neighborhood itself feels a little more… quiet (relatively!) than chaos of the central areas, which is just the ideal after a long day.
Okay, final verdict. Would you recommend Loc Aparthotel? The honest, messy truth, please!
Okay, final verdict? Absolutely. Yes. 1000% yes. It’s not perfect, nothing is. Like I said, I *did* set off the smoke alarm. The view from my specific suite wasn’t breathtaking (more 'interesting building' than 'stunning ocean vista'). But the pros far, far outweigh the minor cons. The location is great (once you find it, which is half the fun, kind of). The suites are actually luxurious, a genuine treat after a long journey. The staff are wonderful. The whole experience feels like discovering a secret, a hidden gem. If you’re looking for a comfortable, stylish base to explore Casablanca, then Loc Aparthotel is a brilliant choice. Go. Experience it. And then, buy me a mint tea, because I’ll likely be lost and in need of a pick-me-up.
Any quirky anecdotes that sticks out? Something memorable for you?
Oh, you want *quirky* anecdotes? Buckle up. The main one that sticks with me... it actually involves the front desk guy, again. I'd been wandering around the medina all day, completely lost, sweaty, and probably looking a mess. I stumbled back to the hotel utterly defeated and covered in dust. I was planning to take a long shower. As I walked in the door, I realized I'd forgotten my room key. I groaned out loud, probably rather dramatically. And guess what? That same front desk guy, remember him? He just smiled and said, in perfect English, "Ah, the great explorer returns! Lost again, I presume?" I was mortified but he didn't make me feel like an idiot. He just handed me a new key, offered me a bottle of water, and then proceeded to recommend a fantastic restaurant nearby that sold the best seafood tagine. And the *chef*? Even better. I mean... that's the kind of thing you remember, isn't it? That one moment of genuine kindness that makes a whole trip extra special. Okay, that and the smoked alarm... but yeah. Go, experience the Loc Aparthotel. It's more than just a place to stay, you know?
