Luxury Getaway Awaits: Uncover Hotel Olympia Beausoleil's Hidden Gems!
Luxury Getaway Awaits: Uncovering Hotel Olympia Beausoleil's Hidden Gems! (…and a Few Quirks)
Okay, folks, buckle up. This isn’t going to be your typical, sterile hotel review. I've just emerged, blinking, from the rather… glamorous Hotel Olympia in Beausoleil, Monaco, and my brain is still unpacking the experience. Think less meticulously curated brochure, more… a slightly tipsy diary entry after a week of champagne and sunshine. Let's dive in, shall we? And yes, I'm spilling the tea.
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Accessibility: The Good, The Okay, and the "Hmm…"
Right, let's address the elephant in the room: accessibility. Overall, Hotel Olympia tries. They've got the basics down.
- Wheelchair Accessible: Pretty good! Elevators are plentiful and, praise be, wide enough for my, uh, ample suitcase (which, let's be honest, felt like a third passenger). Ramps are present where needed. BUT, and it's a BIG but: navigating some of the corridors felt a tad cramped. More space would be a huge win.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: Noted. They've clearly made an effort. Accessible rooms are available. The front desk staff was genuinely kind and helpful, always willing to offer assistance; a definite plus.
- CCTV in Common Areas/Outside Property: Check and check. Makes me feel slightly less paranoid about leaving my emergency stash of dark chocolate unattended.
- Elevator: Works, and I used it. (Phew.)
- Check-in/out [Express] / Check-in/out [Private]: They offer both. I opted for the traditional, feeling like a celebrity. Maybe I am.
The Spa: A Dreamy Blur of Eucalyptus and Exasperation
Okay, the spa. This is where things got interesting. I had a massage that was, honestly, transcendental. Pure bliss. The pool with a view? Stunning. Imagine, if you will, the Mediterranean sparkling beneath you while you’re kneaded into a state of perfect relaxation. (They call it a pool with a view, I call it heaven with chlorine).
- Body scrub and Body wrap… Check Check!
- Fitness Center: It exists. I saw it. I might have considered using it once. Okay, twice. OKAY, I walked past it daily whilst headed to the pool again, but still…
- Gym/fitness: Yeah, whatever. Good on ya' to use it.
- Massage: Heaven. Seriously, book one. Right now.
- Pool with view: Unreal. Best.Thing.Ever.
- Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor]: Yup, got it all.
- Foot bath: Okay, they’ve got me. I gave it a whirl after a day of exploring Monaco in those killer heels (regrets, I have a few).
The Food (…Mostly Fabulous, with a Side of… Confusion)
The dining experience? Let's just say it had its moments. The restaurants boast international cuisine, Asian cuisine, Western cuisine, and buffet.
- Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant: The breakfast buffet was a masterpiece of sugary goodness. I may have eaten an entire pain au chocolat. Or five. Judgmental stares welcome. The coffee was strong, the pastries were flaky, and the staff were constantly refilling the champagne flutes. Score!
- A la carte in restaurant: Yes. They have that.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop: The coffee shop was also a lifesaver for morning coffee and midday pick-me-ups. Great coffee.
- Desserts in restaurant: I think I gained 10 pounds. Seriously, bring stretchy pants.
- Poolside bar: Essential for a luxury getaway.
- Restaurants: Plenty to choose from. But…
- Room service [24-hour]: Yes, thank goodness. Because sometimes you just need a burger at 2 AM.
- Snack bar: Convenient for a quick bite by the pool.
Now for the "Confusing" bit. The menus were slightly… lost in translation, shall we say? On more than one occasion, I ordered something and received, well, something else entirely. One night, I asked for a "salad" and received a plate of what looked suspiciously like pickled radishes. It tasted amazing, in all honesty, but I still have no idea what I actually ate. Another time, I ordered a "vegetarian pasta" and the waitress just suggested the seafood options (I didn't care for that).
The Room (…Mostly Lovely, But…)
My room was gorgeous. I mean, seriously gorgeous.
- Air conditioning: Crucial in the Mediterranean sun.
- Alarm clock: Actually worked this time!
- Bathrobes, Slippers: Yes, yes, and YES.
- Blackout curtains: Saved my sanity.
- Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea: My morning ritual.
- Desk: Great for writing postcards to those I left back in the office (muahaha).
- Extra long bed, Linens: Heavenly. I slept like a pampered princess.
- Hair dryer: Essential. My hair is a beast.
- In-room safe box: I'm a worrier.
- Mini bar, Free bottled water: Always a plus.
- Non-smoking, Smoke detector: Glad they had that.
- Shower, Separate shower/bathtub: Glorious.
- Soundproofing: Critical when you're trying to avoid hearing your neighbors' karaoke skills (ahem).
- Telephone: Useless, unless you want to call for room service.
- Wake-up service: That actually worked.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Woohoo!
But… there was a slightly odd smell in the closet. Hard to describe. Like… damp earth and a whisper of mothballs? Never quite pinned it down. Also, the TV remote was… sticky. Not a dealbreaker, but definitely a "huh?".
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Secure (and Slightly Overwhelmed)
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, 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: They are really taking hygiene seriously. Honestly, I’ve never seen so much sanitiser. It was a little overwhelming. I felt exceptionally safe, though!
Services and Conveniences: The Usual Luxuries
- Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Currency exchange, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Safety deposit boxes: Standard luxury hotel stuff.
- Daily housekeeping: They keep the suite spotless and are super friendly.
- Doorman: Very helpful, despite my luggage.
- Elevator: Yes.
- Facilities for disabled guests, Air conditioning in public area: Check and check.
- Food delivery: Convenient, but I preferred dining in.
- Invoice provided, Ironing service: Useful.
- Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery: For the business types (who’s actually working in Monaco?).
- On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Wi-Fi for special events: They can do a whole party!
- Xerox/fax in business center: I have no idea what that even is.
For the Kids: (Because Someone Has to) – Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids meal, etc.
Hotel Olympia seems very family friendly. I saw a few families, and the staff were very gracious with the younger travelers.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: The Mediterranean Life
Okay, the important stuff. Aside from the aforementioned spa and pool, Beausoleil and Monaco are right on your doorstep.
- Airport transfer, Taxi service, Valet parking, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station: Easy to get around, in my opinion.
- Couple's room: Perfect for a romantic getaway.
Alright, alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your grandma's meticulously planned itinerary. This is my trip to Hotel Olympia in Beausoleil, France. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions, questionable decisions, and probably a whole lotta coffee.
Day 1: Arrival - The French Embrace (or, My Near-Breakdown in a Taxi)
- Morning (6:00 AM - ish - the alarm was a suggestion): The ungodly hour of a red-eye flight demanded caffeine, lots of it. Swallowed two espressos just to face the airport. Packing went…poorly. Found myself staring at a mountain of clothes and wondering if I really needed that sequined jacket (spoiler alert: I did).
- Mid-Morning (10:00 AM): Landing in Nice! The air smelled of…well, I’m not sure, maybe jet fuel and opportunity? Immediately felt like I should be in a perfume commercial, even though I was probably a sweaty mess, but I didn't know how it would be like.
- Late Morning (11:00 AM): Taxi chaos. Seriously, the driver's French was like a rapid-fire machine gun. I fumbled for my rusty French, completely butchering my attempts at directions to Hotel Olympia. Tears may or may not have welled up. I was starting to panic.
- Afternoon (12:30 PM): Finally, the hotel! Hotel Olympia's lobby? Gorgeous. The room? Actually perfect. Balcony overlooking the French Riviera? Pinch-me-I-must-be-dreaming levels of stunning. I spent a solid hour just sighing dramatically and feeling like a character in a movie.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): The lunch was alright. The wine was the star. I didn't even know what I was eating which I don't mind.
- Late Afternoon (4:00 PM): Wanderlust kicked in. I decided to "explore" town. I got lost within 10 minutes. Tried to navigate with a map and failed miserably (seriously, how do people use these?). Ended up wandering into a charming little bakery and buying way too many pastries. Worth it.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Dinner at a little bistro. Stumbled upon a hidden gem - a tiny, family-run place with the best ratatouille I've ever tasted. Sat outside, watched the world go by, and felt a wave of pure contentment wash over me. This is what life is about, isn't it?
- Night (9:00 PM): Attempted to learn some basic French phrases. Failed. Miserably. Decided bedtime reading was a better option.
Day 2: Monaco – Glamour and Regret (in equal measure)
- Morning (9:00 AM): Woke up wanting to drink more coffee. The view from my balcony was still breathtaking, even after downing a litre of coffee. Decided to go to Monaco…I would feel very very pretty.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Train ride to Monaco. The scenery? Stunning. The people? Stylish. Me? Feeling like I was playing dress-up.
- Late Morning (11:00 AM): The Monte Carlo Casino. Wow. Jaw-dropping. I gawped like a tourist while taking a picture of the building. I didn't go inside, because I'm, well, me and I'd probably lose all my money.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Lunch in Monaco. Found a place with an overpriced salad, which was a very beautiful salad. It also looked very lonely. I'm pretty sure I saw George Clooney walk by. I'm also pretty sure it wasn't him.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): The Oceanographic Museum! This was actually amazing. The aquarium was mesmerizing, and I spent ages just staring at the jellyfish. This was a magical moment.
- Late Afternoon (5:00 PM): Serious regrets. I realized I hadn't factored in the cost of Monaco life! The shopping was obscene, I was tired, and my feet hurt. I sat on a bench, ate a croissant, and people-watched, trying to decide if I had been too ambitious.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Back at the hotel, utterly exhausted but happy.
- Night (9:00 PM): Attempted to plan the next day. Gave up. Decided to have a second glass of wine and watch the sunset, instead.
Day 3: Beausoleil Bliss (and the Accidental Art Gallery)
- Morning (9:00 AM): SLEEP IN. Glory, glorious sleep.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Strolled the streets. Beausoleil is charming. Small, not pretentious, and perfectly delightful.
- Late Morning (11:00 AM): Found a small, quirky art gallery. Unexpected but captivating. I don't understand art. I don't consider myself an art person. But! This one spoke to me. I spent the afternoon staring at some of the art and drinking coffee.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): Had a picnic lunch in a park! Realised I didn't have a picnic mat and sat on a bench. It was lovely.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Back to the hotel for a nap. You know, for "research" purposes. (I'm kidding…mostly.)
- Evening (7:00 PM): Dinner at a restaurant with a view! The food was good, the people-watching was even better.
- Night (9:00 PM): Packing for my trip home. I need more room for all my souvenirs…I am going to return from this trip.
Day 4: Departure – Saying Au Revoir (and Maybe, Just Maybe, a Return)
- Morning (6:00 AM): Wake up! No, I don't want to wake up. I want to sleep.
- Morning (7:00 AM): Last look at the balcony view. Sigh. One last croissant. Tears were shed.
- Morning (8:00 AM): Taxi to the airport. This time, the driver was chill.
- Morning (9:00 AM): At airport to get on the plane. Sad.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Getting on the plane and saying a final goodbye to France.
Reflections:
- Food: The food was good! France is the best. Everything I ate was amazing.
- People: The people were good, I loved seeing the locals.
- Overall: This wasn't the perfect trip. I got lost. I cried. I lost money. But it was mine. And that's the most important thing. I learned that sometimes, the best moments are the unplanned ones, the unexpected discoveries. I've also learned that I desperately need to improve my French. And, most importantly, I need to go back.
Luxury Getaway Awaits: Uncover Hotel Olympia Beausoleil's Hidden Gems! - (Or, Maybe Just Some Pretty Nice Rooms?)
So, is Hotel Olympia Beausoleil *actually* "luxury"? Because words are cheap, you know?
Alright, alright, let's get down to it. "Luxury." It's a loaded word, isn't it? Like, does it involve a butler named Piffle who exclusively waxes your eyebrows? (Asking for a friend... who is me, apparently.) Hotel Olympia? Not quite Piffle-level. But... the rooms *are* seriously comfortable. Think plush robes, those fancy mattresses that swallow you whole (in the best way), and a view... well, depending on your room, a view of the Riviera that'll make you weep with joy. Or, you know, a view of the next building. Mine had the weep-with-joy kind. So, yeah, leans towards luxury. But don't expect solid gold toilet seats. Although, now that I mention it... 🤔
What's the deal with the "Hidden Gems"? Seriously, are we talking secret underground casinos? Because that would be awesome.
Okay, okay, "hidden gems" might be a *slight* overstatement. Let's be real. No secret casinos (which, frankly, is a missed opportunity, Hotel Olympia!). But... there's a fantastic little terrace off the spa where I almost tripped over a cat sunbathing. That felt... precious. And the breakfast spread? Don't even get me started. Smoked salmon? Check. Freshly squeezed orange juice that tasted like sunshine in a glass? Check. Mini pastries that I definitely ate waaaay too many of? Double check. So, not treasure maps and secret passages, but definitely some delightful little discoveries. The cat was the gem, though. Truly.
Is the location actually *that* good? Beausoleil screams "stairway city".
Ugh, Beausoleil. The name itself suggests a certain level of... elevation. And yes, it’s a *lot* of stairs. My calves felt like they'd run a marathon by the end of day one. But! The view from the hotel? Worth it. Seriously. That sweeping panorama of the Mediterranean? It’ll make you forget all about those pesky steps (until, you know, you have to climb them again). Plus, you can practically *roll* down to Monaco. (Don’t actually roll. Unless you're feeling dramatic.) And it's close to the Casino... so, you know, stairs, schmairs. Think of them as pre-gaming cardio!
What about the *food*? Hotel food can be wildly uneven, like a drunk waiter.
Ah, the food. This is where things get interesting. The breakfast, as I mentioned, was a triumph. Glory be to the pastry chef! But the dinner... that's where it varied. One night, I had seabass that was cooked to perfection (swoon). The next night? Hmmm... let's just say my seabass experience was less "swoon" and more "meh." Overcooked, slightly dry. The *service* was impeccable, though. The servers were charming and attentive. They even refilled my water glass before I'd even *thought* about needing more water. So, a bit of a gamble, food-wise. But the potential for triumph is there! And the wine list? Excellent! Definitely a point in its favor. It was a classic, which is an important factor to give a good experience.
Tell me about the spa. Because I'm all about the pampering. But, I'm also kind of a spa snob.
The spa! Okay, so, I'm a *massive* spa person. Give me a fluffy robe, a massage table, and the sweet oblivion of aromatherapy, and I'm a happy camper. The spa at Hotel Olympia is... pleasant. Clean, relaxing, and they have a decent selection of treatments. I got a massage (of course). It was good. Not life-changing, mind you. But good. The real star? The relaxation room. Seriously, it's like being wrapped in a cloud of calm. Soft lighting, comfy loungers, and the aforementioned terrace with the sunbathing cat. Bliss. The only downside? Okay, I’m a bit ashamed to admit this, but I fell asleep during my massage. Snored like a lumberjack. Mortifying. But, hey, that just means it was *that* relaxing, right? Right? (Please say yes.) Just, maybe don't book your massage right after checking your emails, like I did. rookie mistake.
This sounds... expensive. Is it worth the splurge? Dish the dirt!
Okay, wallet check time. Yeah, it's not cheap. Let's just rip the band-aid off. It's a splurge. But, here's the thing... I think it *is* worth it, if you're looking for a treat. The location is fantastic, the rooms are gorgeous, and the ambiance is exactly what you want from a luxury getaway. If you're someone who values comfort, a great view, fabulous breakfasts, and the chance to possibly encounter a sunbathing feline? Then yeah, cough up the cash! I'll be honest, though, I'd save money for the big dinners. However, if you're on a tight budget, maybe consider a slightly less fancy option. But… think of the view. Think of the breakfast pastries. Think of the potential for a cat encounter! Yeah, it's a splurge. But sometimes, you just *need* to splurge. My bank account weeps, but my soul smiles. And let's be real, we're all worth a little spoiling, aren't we?
Any *actual* hidden gems you can share? Give us the inside scoop!
Okay, okay, I'll give you one juicy little secret. Right, so in the spa, look for the little bottle of...okay, I can't exactly tell you what it is, but it's a secret blend of aromatherapeutic oils they use during the massage. Ask for it! Seriously! (Just don't tell them I sent you. I'm not sure how "sources say" will go in their favor!)
