Phuket's Jaw-Dropping Rooftop Paradise: V137's Ocean Views Will Blow You Away!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into V137, this Phuket "Jaw-Dropping Rooftop Paradise" they're boasting about. Honestly, I came in with a healthy dose of skepticism – how "jaw-dropping" can a rooftop really be? Turns out… pretty jaw-dropping. Let's break it down, because this place… this place surprised me.
Accessibility: (Wait, is it accessible?)
Right, so, on paper, they say they're trying. Facilities for disabled guests is checked off, which, let's be honest, is vague. There's an elevator, which is a big win, and they even ticked the box for Access. But… I didn't personally test it out, so I can't give you a definitive "wheelchair accessible paradise." Best to call ahead and specifically ask about ramp gradients, bathroom specifics, and all the nitty-gritty if that's a dealbreaker. But the fact that they mention it gives me a glimmer of hope.
Internet: The Lifeline (Luckily, It's Connected)
Okay, internet. Crucial for a travel blogger like myself (duh!). They get a solid A here. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (Hallelujah!), Wi-Fi in public areas, and you’ve got the Internet and Internet [LAN] as back up - a digital safety net. My laptop almost melted from the constant streaming of cat videos… and I haven't had any issues finding a signal. I've checked as well for Internet services in case I get stuck but have not needed.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Dreams and Pool Scenes (But Does it Live Up to the Hype?)
Okay, the BIG one. They’re selling the relaxation fantasy. And honestly, I was sold. I envisioned myself reclining in a robe, sipping something fruity, and generally being a pampered princess. Did it live up to the hype? Mostly.
- Swimming pool, Pool with view, Swimming pool [outdoor]: The pool… oh, the pool. The photos don't lie. The view from the infinity pool is… well, jaw-dropping. Honestly, I spent a whole afternoon just staring out at the ocean, feeling all my city anxieties melt away. Someone should write a book about it. The pool is clean which is the most important thing.
- Spa, Spa/sauna, Sauna, Steamroom: I treated myself to the Body scrub and the Massage and yes, the spa is a must. The masseuse seemed genuinely to want to help me de-stress. I opted out of the Body wrap, because I was already feeling relaxed enough. The Foot bath was blissful. I almost fell asleep. It was the right kind of "lazy" where you feel you've earned it.
- Fitness center, Gym/fitness: I intended to hit the gym. I really did. But that pool… and that view… Let's just say my fitness routine took a backseat to the sun lounger. It looked well-equipped, though, if that's your thing.
Cleanliness and Safety: (Pandemic Proofed, Basically)
Okay, in the age of… EVERYTHING, safety is paramount. V137 is clearly serious about hygiene. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, 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, Sterilizing equipment. it's all there. They made me feel safe which is a massive relief. They are also a Cashless payment service which is becoming a standard.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: (Food, Glorious Food!)
Alright, the food scene! This is where V137 really shines – and sometimes stumbles slightly.
- Restaurants: The options are… extensive. Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant. I'm a sucker for a good buffet, and theirs was pretty good, so I enjoyed the Breakfast [buffet]. They also have Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Salad in restaurant, Soup in restaurant.
- Bar, Poolside bar, Happy hour: The bar is a must-do. The cocktails are strong, the atmosphere is chill, and the sunset views… chef's kiss. I'm there for the sunset, always.
- Room service [24-hour]: Perfect for those late-night cravings – or early morning hangovers, as it turned out.
- Snack bar: Yep, they had it.
My main gripe: I wanted a more authentic taste of Thai food, and while they offered Asian cuisine in restaurant, it wasn't always the standout. The Happy hour was a great way to end the day.
Services and Conveniences: (The Little Things That Matter)
Yeah, they've got the basics covered. Air conditioning in public area, Concierge, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities. The Concierge especially were helpful.
For the Kids: (A Family-Friendly Vibe)
Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal, but I cannot comment as I was happily child-free on this trip.
Rooms: The Nitty Gritty
Alright, let's talk about those rooms. They are… nice. Not necessarily mind-blowing, but definitely comfortable.
- Available in all rooms, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens. Basically, you have what you need and then some.
- Extra long bed: I'm tall, and this delighted me. A small thing that makes a big difference.
- Smoke detector: Very important.
The Quirks (Because No Place is Perfect)
- One small issue: The elevator was a little slow at peak times. A gentle reminder of the relaxed island pace.
- The breakfast area could get a bit crowded during rush hour. But hey, that's the price you pay for a good buffet.
The Verdict: Should you go?
Absolutely. V137 is a solid choice. Great views, good food, and generally a very chill vibe. It's not flawless, but it’s a really good balance of luxury and relaxation. And that rooftop pool… yeah, it lives up to the hype.
Now, for the money shot: A compelling offer to get you booking!
Tired of the Every Day? Escape to Phuket's Jaw-Dropping Rooftop Paradise!
Imagine this: You're at V137, the sun is setting over the Andaman Sea, and you’re lounging in an infinity pool, cocktail in hand. Stress? What stress? Jaw-dropping views? Got ‘em. Unforgettable memories? Guaranteed.
Here's what you get:
- Unparalleled Ocean Views: Wake up to panoramic vistas that will take your breath away.
- Luxury & Relaxation: Indulge in our spa, unwind in the steam room, and soak up the sun by our stunning infinity pool – the heart of V137.
- Culinary Delights: Savor international and local cuisine throughout the day, from a vibrant breakfast buffet to dinner under the stars.
- Connectivity: Stay connected with free Wi-Fi
- Peace of Mind: Feel completely safe with, Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, 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, Sterilizing equipment, Cashless payment service
But wait, there's more:
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Bengaluru's Hidden Gem: FabHotel Grand Vista Inn Near Bhartiya Mall!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's perfectly manicured travel itinerary. We're diving headfirst into the messy, glorious reality of a week in Phuket, Thailand, specifically the rooftop oasis of "Great sea View Roof Top V137." Wish me luck, because I'm already anticipating a sunburn and a complete inability to keep track of what day it is.
Phuket on the Fly: A Rambling, Empathetic (I Hope) Itinerary
Pre-Trip Panic & The Arrival Blues (aka Day -1 and Day 0)
Day -1 (The "Oh God, Did I Pack Enough?" Disaster): Let's be honest, the days leading up to a trip are a chaotic swirl of last-minute packing, frantic Googling ("Best sunscreen for sensitive skin that ALSO doesn't attract mosquitos?!"), and the horrifying realization that I might have forgotten my passport. Seriously, this always happens. I spent a solid hour agonizing over the perfect swimsuit, then stuffed three in, just in case. (Spoiler alert: I'll wear the same one every day. Predictable, I know.)
Day 0 ("Taxi! Taxi!! And Where's My Phone?!"): Arriving in Phuket is a sensory OVERLOAD. The heat hits you like a wall. The air smells of jasmine and exhaust fumes (a surprisingly delightful combo). Finding the car to my hotel…well, that's an adventure. I’m usually so flustered, even the friendly taxi driver who greets me with that Thai smile…makes me want to hurl. After what felt like traversing the entire island, (and many wrong turns) I arrive at the Great sea View Roof Top V137.
- First Impression: WHOA. Okay, the photos didn’t do it justice. That view? Unbelievable. I actually gasped. (True story, I'm a dramatic traveler). The rooftop pool? Sparkling, inviting. I immediately ditch the bags and head straight for the sun. (Sunscreen Applied, 2nd time, the first time I got distracted by the view).
Day 1: Pool, Pad Thai, and a Slight Existential Crisis
- Morning (Poolside Bliss…with a Side of Worry): Woke up to the sound of waves after a solid 12 hours of sleep and the first thing I did on waking was check my phone. (Ugh, I KNOW.) But the view from the balcony made the phone-checking-guilt a little more manageable. Spent the morning lounging by the pool, alternating between swimming, reading (mostly junk novels, let's be real), and staring out at the sea. Tried to meditate. Failed miserably because my brain wouldn't shut up. Kept thinking about all the emails I had ignored before leaving.
- Afternoon (Pad Thai Paradise & Street Food Fear): Ventured out in search of authentic Pad Thai. The search was part of the deal - which meant a trip to Phuket Town. It was so very hot. I swear sweat was beading up on my eyebrows before I even left the hotel. Found a place that looked legit—a tiny, bustling street-food stall. Delicious, fragrant, the best Pad Thai I've ever had. (Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating. But it was really good.) I also made a rookie mistake: ordering a large mango smoothie. My stomach may not forgive me. Fear of food poisoning is a real thing, people. Pray for me.
- Evening (Rooftop Sunset & Unexpected Tears): Back at V137. Witnessing that Phuket sunset from the rooftop? Life-altering. Colors exploded across the sky. Pink, orange, purple, gold. It was the kind of beauty that makes you feel…everything. And then, randomly, I started to cry. Not a sob-fest, but tears silently streaming down my face. Maybe it was the jet lag. Maybe it was the beauty. Maybe it was the giant mango smoothie. Who knows? But I felt deeply, overwhelmingly grateful to be there.
Day 2: Beach Bum'n & Boat Trip Blues (and Booze!)
- Morning (Patong Beach & the Great Sand Fly Dilemma): Conquered my fear of the crowds and headed to Patong Beach. The energy is…intense. Hustle and bustle. Vendors hawking everything. I spent the morning swimming and sunbathing. Unfortunately, the sand flies found me, and the itchiness began. Ugh! I should have known better. Lesson learned.
- Afternoon (Boat Trip Debacle): Thought I was being adventurous and booked a boat trip. (Me! Adventurous!). The journey out felt a little bit like that line from the theme song to Gilligan's Isle. The sky got dark, seas got choppy and the boat crew seemed…less than seasoned. The water was gorgeous, and I did see a few fish. My face was green the entire time. And, the best part? The waves were slamming against my face and my clothes were soaked.
- Evening (Rehab Beach Bar & the Best Drink On The Planet): After getting my sea legs back, I stumbled into a beach bar. The bartender handed me a drink. It was strong, with all sorts of tropical flavors, and I didn’t have to think about anything at all. The world felt a little less chaotic. I ended up staying for hours.
Day 3: The Temple, the Massage, and the Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing
- Morning (Big Buddha & My Inner Peace Fails): Tuk-tuk ride up to the Big Buddha. It’s HUGE. Majestic. Awe-inspiring. I’d thought, this will be my moment of spiritual enlightenment. I’ll find inner peace! Instead, I spent the time dodging selfie sticks and fighting off the urge to buy an overpriced souvenir. (I did buy a postcard, though. Priorities.)
- Afternoon (Massage Me Please): Booked a traditional Thai massage. Bliss. Pure, unadulterated, muscle-melting bliss. I’d thought about getting two. I probably should have.
- Evening (Rooftop Relaxation & The Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing): Went back to the roof. Sat and watched the sunset. Read a book (finally finished that junk novel). Drank a ridiculously expensive but delicious cocktail. And intentionally did absolutely nothing. This, I decided, was the key to a good vacation. The art of doing nothing.
Day 4: James Bond Island and The Day I Had a Meltdown (of Sorts)
- Morning (Phang Nga Bay & Tourist Overload): The James Bond Island tour. Another boat trip. The scenery? Stunning. The crowds? Soul-crushing. People everywhere, jostling for the perfect photo. At one point, I just wanted to shout "Can everyone PLEASE stop talking?!" (I didn't, because, you know, polite tourist.) Kayaked through the caves. It was beautiful, and I nearly ran into someone.
- Afternoon ("I Hate Everyone, Including Myself" Moment): Back at the hotel, I felt a wave of…frustration. I was tired of the crowds, tired of the heat, tired of pretending I knew what I was doing. I felt ungrateful. A whiny, entitled tourist. Took a nap. Which helped.
- Evening (Pizza & Perspective): Ordered pizza. Played some music. Watched the sunset. The pizza helped. The sunset helped even more. Realized that having a bad day is allowed. It’s part of the process. And tomorrow is a new day.
Day 5: Markets, Muay Thai, and the Sweet Symphony of Silence
- Morning (Local Markets & The Art of Bargaining): Ventured into the local markets. So much vibrancy! So many tempting items. I haggled for the first time in my life. (I was pretty terrible at it.) Bought some spices, some scarves, and a pair of sunglasses.
- Afternoon (Muay Thai Mania): Watched a Muay Thai fight (Thai Boxing) . Intense. Exhilarating. The energy was electric. It's a culture and I definitely enjoyed the experience.
- Evening (Silent Bliss and The Soundtrack of Night): After all the activity, I craved silence. Sat on the balcony, listened to the waves, and the rustling of the palms. Felt a peace that was hard to fathom after such a busy day. The soundtrack of the night replaced the soundtrack of my internal monologue.
Day 6: Final Day, Regret, and "See You Soon!"
- Morning (Last Swim & The Reality of Leaving): One last swim in that glorious rooftop pool. One last look at the breathtaking view. Realized that I wasn’t ready to leave. There were so many things I hadn't done. "Maybe next time," I thought, with a small sigh.
- Afternoon (The Final Mango Sticky Rice & the Longing): A final meal of Mango Sticky Rice. The perfect combination of sweet and savory. As good as the first one I
So, what *is* this whole "thing" anyway? Besides a colossal waste of time, I mean.
Honestly? I'm still figuring that out. It's like… a chaotic collection of thoughts, experiences, and probably some questionable life advice, all wrangled into something resembling a FAQ. Think of it as a digital scrapbook, but instead of cute pictures of cats doing weird things, it's my brain on caffeinated overdrive answering questions *you* probably didn't know you had. I aim to be honest, sometimes brutally so. And I *definitely* aim to make you laugh, even if it's just *at* me.
Are you… qualified to answer these questions? Like, do you have a degree in…anything?
Qualified? Well… *sort of*. I have a degree in making questionable decisions, which, let’s be honest, probably qualifies me for half the stuff people are curious about. I've got a minor in "winging it" and a PhD in "knowing just enough to be dangerous." Seriously, though, I've lived a bit, learned a little (okay, sometimes *accidentally* learned), and my life is a constant experiment in how *not* to do things. So, you know, draw your own conclusions about my qualifications. (Spoiler alert: they're probably minimal.)
Okay, fine. But what's the *point* of it all? Do you hope to become internet famous? Get rich? What's the angle?
The angel? Ha! See, here's the beauty of it: there's *no angle*. Or, if there *is*, I'm not aware of it and, honestly, that's probably for the best. Am I secretly hoping someone reads these and thinks, "Wow, this person is a complete disaster, but I can't stop reading"? Maybe. Am I dreaming of internet fame and a lucrative career as a professional advice-giver? Possibly. But the *real* reason? It's cathartic. Pure and simple. Writing down my mess helps me sort through it, and if it makes *you* feel less alone in your own chaos? Bonus points. Plus, who doesn't love the sound of their own voice...even if it's a digital one?
So, you said "experiences." Okay, spill. What's the craziest thing that's ever happened to you? Gimme the dirt!
Oh, honey, you've come to the right place. Where to *begin*? Well, there was the time I accidentally set fire to a microwave trying to make popcorn (yes, I swear I followed the instructions!). Then there was that disastrous attempt at a pottery class, which resulted in me losing an entire afternoon in a mud-filled sink (I'm not kidding! I got so frustrated, I just… dove in). Once… I accidentally, and I mean *accidentally*, ended up on stage in a karaoke bar in Vegas singing a *very* off-key rendition of "Bohemian Rhapsody" (I blame the free drinks). I'm pretty sure, the entire bar was howling the entire song. And let’s not even *start* on the exes… (mostly awkward and hilarious, trust me). I could go on. And I likely will. Just...give me a minute to brace myself for the cringe.
I have like...a pretty specific question. Are you, like, *good* at anything?
Good at anything? Hmm... I’m great at overthinking. I excel at procrastination. I can make a gourmet meal out of pantry staples (though, sometimes it's *surprisingly* delicious, even if I say so myself, which I do). I'm an expert at finding lost things *after* I've given up looking for them. And I'm getting pretty decent at navigating the minefield that is… *life*. So, yeah, I think I'm getting better at the whole human thing. Even if the learning curve is… well, let's just say it's *steep*.
What are your *biggest* regrets? This is where it gets juicy, right?
Regrets… Oh, they’re plentiful. That time I sent *that* email (the one meant for a friend accidentally to the boss? Yeah…yikes). Wasting far too many years being afraid to do things that truly, deeply, lit my fire. Spending way too much of my life worrying about what other people thought of me (what a *waste*, seriously!). But, honestly, I'm trying to view regrets as lessons… slightly painful, often humiliating, but still… lessons. And some of them… *are* pretty juicy, if you’re into that kind of thing.
Do you ever get overwhelmed by, like, everything? How do you cope?
Overwhelmed? Buddy, I *thrive* on it. No, seriously, sometimes it's like a tidal wave of… *stuff*. The bills, the work, the relationships, the existential dread… It's a lot. But the coping mechanisms? Ah, those are a work in progress. Coffee. Lots and lots of coffee. Long walks, usually with my dog. Talking (a lot) to friends (bless their hearts). And, occasionally, a good cry. (Hey, it works!). Oh, and dark chocolate, it’s a necessity for staying sane. And honestly, if things get really bad? I allow myself a good, solid day of doing absolutely *nothing*. And sometimes, the best thing you can do is just… breathe. And maybe laugh at the absurdity of it all because, truly, what else can you do?
What's the best piece of advice you've ever received? (And please tell us it didn't involve a fortune cookie)
Oh, no fortune cookies. Those are generally… bland. Okay, the best advice I ever received… It didn’t come on a golden platter, or in some wise sage’s voice. It came from my grandmother, the wisest, most eccentric woman I ever knew. And she said, "Don't be afraid to make a mess, darling. Life's too short for clean corners." That's it. Simple, yet profound. It's given me the freedom to mess up, to take risks, to be imperfect. And honestly? It's worked out pretty darn well, all things considered. Also, that's why I’m cool with the microwave incident.
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