Unbelievable B&B in Pescara, Italy: Your Dream Getaway Awaits!
Unbelievable B&B in Pescara, Italy: Your Dream Getaway Awaits!
Unbelievable B&B in Pescara: My Dream Getaway…Well, Almost! (A Messy, Honest Review)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to unleash a brutally honest review of the "Unbelievable B&B in Pescara: Your Dream Getaway Awaits!" I've been itching to tell you all about it, and trust me, it's a rollercoaster. So, grab your coffee (or wine, no judgement!), and let's dive in.
Accessibility: A bit of a mixed bag, really.
Okay, let's start with the practicalities. The website promised accessibility, and well, they tried. The elevator was a lifesaver, especially after the trek up to my room. However, navigating the hallways with a wheelchair (or even just a slightly grumpy hip) was a tad tight. There were ramps, bless their hearts, but some were a bit…shall we say, optimistically sloped? It definitely wasn’t perfect, but the effort was there. Honestly, I've seen worse, much worse. They do have facilities for disabled guests, which is something, right?
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: I didn't see anything specifically labelled, sadly.
This is where I feel like they dropped the ball a little bit. While the main restaurant seemed reasonably accessible, I didn't spot any designated accessible areas or specific information on the website. It’s a shame because I'm sure there are people who could benefit from it, and it's just a detail that can really make a difference.
Wheelchair accessible: (See above)… Mostly, but with some quirks.
I'd give it a solid "C+" on the wheelchair-friendliness scale. Usability is a great way to look at it, and I think this is something the B&B can work on!
Internet Access: Praise the Wi-Fi Gods! (Especially in the Rooms!)
Okay, let's get one thing straight: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Honestly, it's practically a divine right these days, and Unbelievable B&B delivered. The connection was strong, even streaming movies, thank goodness! I am a total digital nomad, and that’s huge for me. Plus, they offered Internet [LAN] as well, which wasn't my thing, but I bet some people appreciate it.
Things to Do: Okay, This is Where Things Get Interesting…
Ways to Relax: SPA-tacular or Spa-faux-pas?
(Deep breath) Okay, so the spa situation was… intriguing. Let's just say it was a bit of a mixed bag. The Pool with a View, was the highlight; It was gorgeous. You could chill around, looking at the stunning views. The sauna was fantastic – proper, authentic, making me feel all zen. I was really looking forward to the massage. I had already made my appointment when…
- My Massage Mishap: A Tale of Wrong Oil and Over-Enthusiasm So, I get to my massage appointment. The masseuse was lovely, bless her, but she had very enthusiastic hands. And the oil? Some kind of intensely fragrant, vaguely floral concoction that smelled like my grandma's perfume cabinet. I tried to be sophisticated, but it was so overpowering that I kept thinking I was going to sneeze the entire time. By the time she was finished, my skin was slick, my sinuses were screaming, and I felt more wired than relaxed. I considered requesting an immediate second massage just to fix the first one. Pro Tip: Specify the type of oil you want. Seriously. And that's just one experience! The rest of the area was pretty great!
Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: I skipped all of these, because I wasn't ready for another floral faceplant.
Fitness Center, Gym/fitness: I peeked in. Looked… adequate. Not my jam, but good for those who prefer moving to lying.
Steamroom: A+! Really got my pores going. Again, fantastic.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Sanitization Station (Mostly) Approved
Listen, I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so cleanliness matters. Unbelievable B&B gets the nod. They had Anti-viral cleaning products, the staff were trained in safety protocol, and there was daily disinfection in common areas. The Room sanitization opt-out available option was a big plus, and the fact that rooms were sanitized between stays made me feel more comfortable. Plus, hand sanitizer was everywhere, I was happy to see that, as well.
They had the basics covered that are obviously important now with a First aid kit, Individually-wrapped food options, and Physical distancing of at least 1 meter being on the menu.
The only thing I wanted to note was they were a little bit more about hygiene than health, I was happy to see the doctor/nurse on call, but it wasn't something that I was able to test…
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Feast (and Sometimes a Fiasco)
Okay, the food. Ah, the food. This is where things got really interesting.
- Breakfast [buffet]: The breakfast was… a bit chaotic, but fun. It was a buffet, and there was a lot of choice and A la carte in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Western breakfast. The coffee was decent.
- Desserts in restaurant: Delicious, and my downfall.
- Room service [24-hour]: Perfect for those late-night gelato cravings… or, you know, a serious case of the massage-induced hangries. The menu was decent, but not extensive.
- Restaurants: Good food, but sometimes a long wait.
- Poolside bar: I had some amazing spritzes and just sat there, watching the world go by.
- Asian cuisine in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Alternative meal arrangement, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Happy hour, Poolside bar, Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant: All available, with varying degrees of "wow" factor.
There were also some more basic options, like the Bottle of water, which made me extremely happy, and sometimes you just want a snack.
Services and Conveniences: The Good, The Bad, and the "Eh…"
- Services and conveniences: Here is the ultimate test of the things that make a B&B good to great. Unbelievable B&B was on the right track. They had a Concierge (super helpful), Dry cleaning, Laundry service, and they provide Essential condiments for my late-night cooking escapades.
- Cash withdrawal: Pretty handy.
- Currency exchange: A bit overkill, but it was there.
- Daily housekeeping – Loved this. The rooms were always perfectly clean and the staff were friendly.
- Elevator: Essential, especially with luggage.
- Ironing service: I had a quick crisis for my date night and the staff were amazing!
- Luggage storage: Very useful.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always a plus.
- Terrace: Gorgeous views. Perfect for watching the sunset.
For the Kids: (I'm not a parent, but I noticed…)
- They had Babysitting service and were Family/child friendly, but I didn't see much in the way of specifically "kid-centric" facilities.
- I saw many people with kids, so I'd imagine everything was fine.
- They did have Kids meal, which is important.
Access: (More practicalities)
- Air conditioning in public area.
- Elevator.
- Exterior corridor.
- Front desk [24-hour].
- Non-smoking rooms.
- Security [24-hour].
- Smoke alarms.
- Soundproof rooms.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
- Airport transfer: Convenient.
- Car park [free of charge] – Always a win!
- Taxi service: Readily available.
Available in all rooms: (The Nitty-Gritty)
Okay, this is the stuff you really want to know.
- Air conditioning: Essential in the Italian summer, thank goodness!
- Alarm clock: Helpful (though I’m a phone-alarm gal).
- Bathrobes: Luxe!
- Blackout curtains: Heavenly for sleeping in.
- Coffee/tea maker: Lifesaver!
- Daily housekeeping: Appreciated.
- Desk: Good for those of us who need to work (sigh).
- Free bottled water: Always a bonus.
- Hair dryer, Mirror: Standard and useful.
- Non-smoking.
- Private bathroom: Obviously.
- Reading light: Handy.
- Refrigerator:
Pescara, Oh Pescara… Or, My Brain on Spaghetti and Seaside Sighs (A Very Un-Travel-Guide Travel Itinerary)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously planned tour of Italy. This is me, and my questionable impulse control, navigating the sun-drenched (and occasionally slightly dusty) streets of Pescara, Italy, all while trying to maintain some semblance of sanity. And possibly not completely embarrassing myself. Wish me luck.
Hotel Base Camp: B&B Hotel Pescara (May 17th - May 20th)
Okay, first things first, the B&B Hotel. Honestly? Fine. Perfectly… functional. Clean enough, the breakfast buffet did have those little pre-packaged croissants that instantly transport you back to childhood. The WIFI was, at times, like trying to herd cats. But hey, for the price, I can't complain. Plus, it’s a hotel. Comfort is relative, especially when you're fueled by cheap wine and the Italian spirit of "Just go with it." Located near the train station was super convenient, which is a HUGE plus because, let's be honest, I'm a walking disaster when it comes to directions.
Day 1: The Arrival and the Accidental Aperitivo
14:00: Arrive in Pescara. Train ride was surprisingly smooth, except for that moment when I almost spilled my (completely legal) bottle of water on the very charming Italian gentleman sitting next to me. Managed a mortified “Scusi!” that probably sounded more like a strangled guinea pig. Luggage… safely stowed. Success! (For now.)
15:00: Check into the hotel. Admire the "modestly decorated" room, which is code for "beige and mostly beige." Unpack (bad job of packing) and realize I forgot toothpaste. Sigh. This trip is already off to a stellar start.
16:00: First mission…find food! Walk aimlessly (and with a growing stomach pang) in the direction of the sea, get utterly lost but stumble upon a tiny, tiny bar, complete with a grumpy-looking (but ultimately charming) old man behind the counter. Order a Spritz to celebrate survival and accidentally- but oh so delightfully- stumble into aperitivo hour. Free snacks! Little chips and olives and tiny, cheesy things. My eyes nearly popped from my head. This is the life!
18:00: Get sucked into a conversation (in broken Italian and frantic hand gestures) with a group of locals. Attempt to explain my profound love for pasta. Fail miserably, but they laugh. Success! (I think.)
19:00: Struggle to find a dinner spot. So many choices! Panic. Walk into the first place that looks remotely crowded (always a good sign, right?). Ended up eating amazing seafood pasta. Almost died from pure joy. This is what I came for.
21:00: Attempt a romantic stroll along the beach. Immediately tripped over a rogue pebble. Almost wiped out a couple deeply engrossed in a sunset kiss. Decide to retreat back to the hotel to re-evaluate my coordination skills. Order a pizza from room service and watch Italian TV, which is basically beautiful people yelling passionately about… something.
Day 2: The Beach, the Basilica, and the Bruschetta Breakdown
- 09:00: Breakfast. More croissants. Fuel up for the day.
- 10:00: Hit the beach! Find a sunlounger. Slather on sunscreen. People-watch. Marvel at the sheer amount of bronzed Italian bodies. Feel utterly pale and self-conscious (but try to ignore it). Dip toes in the Adriatic. It’s cold! (But beautiful).
- 12:00: Lunch at a chiringuito (beachside bar). Bruschetta with tomatoes and basil. So simple, yet so perfect. Accidentally drop a piece in the sand. Curse under my breath in a mixture of Italian and English. The joys of eating outdoors!
- 13:00 - 15:00: Spend more time at the beach (and taking far too many photos of the sea and the impossibly blue sky)
- 15:00: Visit the Basilica della Madonna dei Sette Dolori. I'm not particularly religious, but the grandeur and history of these places are incredible. It's a nice switch from the beach. Get lost in the beauty of the architecture, the stained glass and the quiet stillness.
- 16:00 - 18:00: Walk around the city, visiting the Ponte del Mare bridge and the Museo delle Genti d'Abruzzo.
- 19:00: Dinner. Attempt to conquer a mountain of pasta carbonara. Almost succeed. Find myself desperately craving a nap.
Day 3: The "I Need a Gelato (and Maybe a Shrink)" Day
- 09:00: Breakfast. Same croissants, different day. This is starting to feel like a delicious, carb-loaded purgatory.
- 10:00: Planned to venture further afield, maybe take a day trip. Instead, I spent the morning… in bed. Feeling a distinct lack of motivation. Let’s be honest, I’m a bit of a lazy traveler. But hey, that's part of the charm (right?).
- 12:00: Finally, drag myself out of the hotel. MUST FIND GELATO. It’s a matter of survival at this point.
- 13:00: Success! Find a gelateria. Order two scoops of pistachio. The world immediately feels a little bit brighter. Eat gelato slowly. Savor every single bite. Consider moving to Italy permanently just for the gelato.
- 14:00 - 17:00: Wandered aimlessly. Eventually found a lovely little park. Sat under a tree and read a book (that I probably should have finished weeks ago). Contemplated the meaning of life, the universe, and whether or not I should order another gelato. The answer, naturally, was yes.
- 18:00: Dinner. Another pasta dish. (Have I mentioned my love for pasta?) This time, it was a seafood linguine. Devoured every single strand.
- 20:00: Walk along the beach again. Watch the sunset. Feel a pang of sadness that my trip is almost over. Resolve to come back. And to learn at least some Italian before I do.
Day 4: Departure and the "I Left My Heart in Pescara" Syndrome
- 09:00: Last breakfast. Croissants feel like a bittersweet friend at this point.
- 10:00: Pack my suitcase. Attempt to remember where I put my passport. Panic briefly. Find it. Whew.
- 11:00: Final stroll around Pescara – buy a few souvenirs (mostly edible, because, you know, priorities). Buy a magnet; so cliche, but so comforting.
- 12:00: Lunch at a local cafe
- 13:00: Train to my destination, the end of my travel. Wave goodbye to Pescara. Feel a genuine pang of sadness. This place, with its slightly chaotic charm, its delicious food, and its friendly people, somehow got under my skin. Definitely coming back. Maybe I'll even learn more than "Ciao" and "Grazie" by then. Wishful thinking? Probably. But hey, a girl can dream, can't she?
Post-Trip Ramblings and the Everlasting Memory of Pasta:
Okay, so Pescara wasn't perfect. I got lost more times than I care to admit. My Italian is atrocious. I ate way too much pasta. I may have burned slightly in the sun. But… It was amazing. It was real. It was messy. It was me. And honestly? That’s all that really matters. The next adventure awaits! And you know what? I'm already planning the next pasta pilgrimage.
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Unbelievable B&B in Pescara: Your Dream Getaway Awaits! (Yeah, Right... Let's See About That)
Okay, Okay, So What ACTUALLY Makes This "Unbelievable"? Is it REALLY that special?
Alright, let's be honest. "Unbelievable" is a *huge* claim. It's like saying your Aunt Mildred's fruitcake is Michelin-star worthy. It's...optimistic. But fine, I'll play. The *pitch* is great: a charming B&B in Pescara, the Adriatic Sea practically at your doorstep, sunshine, pasta, the works. My *experience*? Well, that's where things get interesting.
They hype up the "authentic Italian experience," and, well, you *do* get an authentic Italian experience. Which sometimes means the shower pressure is like a polite drizzle, and the Wi-Fi vanishes faster than a limoncello after dinner. But then you get this: one morning, I’m sitting on the balcony (when the sun's actually out, because, you know, Italian weather) with a cappuccino that’s *actually* perfect. You're inhaling the sea air, and this Nonna-type lady, the owner, she waltzes out with a tray of these homemade pastries. And this? THIS was "unbelievable." That pastry? Divine. Melt-in-your-mouth kind of divine. The whole *vibe*? Priceless. So, yeah, some bits are…rustic. But there's a magic to it. I think. I *hope*.
How do I even get there? Airplane? Camel? Give me the deets!
Getting to Pescara is pretty straightforward. Airports are your friend, baby. Pescara Airport (PSR) is the obvious choice, and it's surprisingly well-connected. From there, taxis are plentiful, and the B&B is usually a quick hop. The website blabla "easy access from main transportation hubs." Translation: It's not *that* far from the airport, but be prepared to possibly navigate some side streets that may or may not have an actual name. (Seriously, Italy's a labyrinth sometimes.)
Train travel is also a decent option. The Pescara Centrale station is a fair distance away. But I'd advise against the camel route. I'm pretty sure it's not a common mode of transport in Abruzzo. Plus, think of the sand in the pasta! Shudder!
What kind of rooms are there? Are they like, all cramped and musty? (I'm picturing a dungeon.)
Okay, let's squash the dungeon fantasy right now. While I won’t promise luxury hotel levels, they are, for the most part, pretty charming. The B&B has a variety of rooms, from cozy singles to families suite. Honestly, my room was quite lovely. I loved my room! With a small balcony, yes, it was just like the pictures. If you are allergic to cute, you will hate it. But the ones I saw were generally bright, clean, and decorated with a certain Italian flair. (Meaning, lots of patterned textiles and maybe a slightly crooked picture frame, like the old lady said.)
However, I'm giving it to you straight: some rooms *might* be a bit on the smaller side. Space is a premium everywhere! And if you demand state-of-the-art air conditioning, double-check beforehand. They might not be cutting-edge, but they'll do the job, or at least, they *should*!
I did have an issue with my air conditioning... it was old. It sounded like a jet taking off. And the first night I barely slept. I told them. They tried to fix it. Bless their hearts. They even had a look of genuine concern. They eventually fixed it. But the memory remains.
Food! Food! Is the breakfast as good as they say? (Because breakfasts can make or break a vacation.)
Breakfast... ah, the breakfast. This is where the B&B truly *shines*, or is *supposed* to. Let's be real, it's why we're here, isn't it? The website rants about "fresh, local ingredients" and "homemade pastries." They are *not* lying! Mostly.
The coffee? Magnificent. The pastries? As I mentioned: divine. There's usually a spread of fresh fruit, yogurt, and local cheeses. And the Nonna-type lady (yes, her again!) makes a mean frittata. It's a glorious, carb-filled explosion of goodness. But it got old, even though it was good. It's not a buffet that changes every day. So after day three, I was begging for a croissant.
Also, get there early. Seriously. The good stuff disappears fast. And no, they won't magically whip up an omelet if you roll in at 10:00 AM. Learn from my early mistakes, people!
Okay, but what's the *real* deal? The *one* thing I need to know? the "secret sauce?"
Here is the thing I did *not* like about the B&B: the constant construction. They are always renovating, or there is something going on. And it will wake you up. If you need peace and quiet, check *first* if work is going on during your time there.
But back to the secret sauce: the atmosphere. It’s the feeling of being welcomed into a home, not just a hotel room. Yeah, the whole experience takes a bit getting used to. The staff is not always there. But the times when the old lady or her daughter is there, they really make you feel comfortable. So, yes, it is that "authentic" vibe.
Is Pescara itself worth visiting? Beyond just the B&B, is there anything to do?
Oh, absolutely! Pescara is a delightful little city. It has got the beaches. The food scene is fantastic (hello, fresh seafood!). Plenty of shops, and cafes. The old streets around the beach are fun to wander, and you can get lost for hours. There is also the music. If you get the chance, see the music events or pop up shows! And nearby you have the mountains, if you like hiking.
I love this question because it isn't something any website would tell you. You won't see this in the brochure: people in Pescara are *warm*. They're not always perfect English speakers, but they'll make an effort to help you, even if it's just pointing with a smile. I felt safe, and happy, to be there.
What about the beach? Is it... you know... *good*? (I'm a beach snob.)
Okay, beach snob, I hear you. The Adriatic beaches in Pescara are generally prettyTokyo's Chicest Escape: Plush Shibuya Duplex Near Yoyogi Park!
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