Escape to Paradise: Beaumaris Bay Motel Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Beaumaris Bay Motel Awaits!
Escape to Paradise… Or Just Beaumaris Bay Motel: A Disorganized, Yet Honest Review
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Beaumaris Bay Motel. And let me tell you, "Escape to Paradise" might be laying it on a little thick. But hey, I'll give it to you straight, the good, the bad, and the "why-did-I-order-the-vegetarian-soup-again?!"
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The Arrival & The Vibe (Or, "Am I in Paradise or… Bayside?")
Pulling up to the Beaumaris Bay Motel, the first thing that hits you isn’t turquoise waters (it's the bay, people, not the Caribbean!), but a functional, slightly weathered facade. Okay, not exactly "paradise." But hey, I'm a glass-half-full kinda gal. The exterior corridor was a bit… exposed, which, fine by me, I just don't want any weirdo peering into my room.
Accessibility – A Big Win! (Finally, Some Good News!)
First, the important stuff. I'm happy to report that the motel, in terms of accessibility, gets a big thumbs up. Facilities for disabled guests were actually thoughtful. Elevator? Check. Wheelchair accessible rooms? Yep! The ramps were easy to navigate, and the doorways were wide enough. This is HUGE for anyone with mobility issues. Seriously, so many places skimp on this, and Beaumaris Bay actually gets it right.
The Room: Clean-ish & Equipped (But… Let's Talk About The Carpeting)
My room? Decent. Air conditioning? Praise be! Blackout curtains? Saved my sleep. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (and it actually worked most of the time – bonus!). Complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker were a welcome touch. The Bed was extra long, which I loved, which is great. But… the Carpeting. Oh, the carpeting. It felt a bit… tired. Like it had seen better days (and probably a few spills). Still, Daily housekeeping did a solid job, and the room was surprisingly clean overall. I'm also a sucker for a window that opens!
Internet Access – The Eternal Struggle (And The Lan Connection?)
The Internet situation was… fine. Free Wi-Fi was available, but sometimes was kinda spotty, which might be a problem in the modern era. My experience with Internet [LAN]… I don't even know if I used it! I'd rather be in the pool, you know?
Spa Day… Sort Of (The Spa/Sauna Experience Was A Delight!)
Okay, this is where Beaumaris Bay kinda, sorta, redeemed itself. THE SPA WAS AMAZING! The Spa was incredible. Sauna was a must and I was practically a prune once I was finished. The Steamroom was heavenly as well, leaving me feeling like a new person. The Massage was truly relaxing and I enjoyed.
Dining: From Vegetarian Soup to… Well, More Soup
The Restaurants on-site were… varied. I'm a sucker for Vegetarian restaurant options, so I gave it a whirl. The Soup was decent, but, again, I'm going to be honest, the Soup was a bit of a letdown. Happy hour was a plus. The Bar was a good, casual space for enjoying drinks. The Poolside bar – essential for a lazy afternoon.
Pool Time: Bliss… With A View!
The Swimming pool [outdoor] was lovely. The Pool with view was actually really gorgeous, and I spent a good chunk of my time there, just floating and staring at the sky.* If you're looking for sun, and relaxing, there are few bad things about the outdoor pool.
Cleanliness and Safety – They Seem To Care (Mostly)
- Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Room sanitization opt-out available? Good. Daily disinfection in common areas? Seemed like it. Hand sanitizer everywhere? Yep. I felt pretty safe, which these days, is saying something.
- The Safe dining setup was a nice touch -- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items made me feel comfortable, because, you know.
- Also, the Staff trained in safety protocol gave me assurance, which is something I value a lot.
- I should also mention that I was reassured to see the CCTV in common areas and the CCTV outside property.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax – More Than Just The Spa (Maybe?)
Besides the pool and the spa, there wasn't a ton to do on-site. But hello, it's Beaumaris Bay! The Beach is a stone's throw away! There are Things to do in the immediate area. If you're into outdoorsy stuff, this is a great place to visit.
For the Kids & Family Friendliness
- I didn't travel with children but the Family/child friendly atmosphere of the Beaumaris Bay Motel, was pretty evident.
Services and Conveniences – The Little Things Matter (Sort Of)
- Concierge? Available. Daily housekeeping? Great. Food delivery? A godsend!
- Cash withdrawal? Check. Invoice provided? (If you're into that.)
The Odd Quirks, the Funny Moments, and the Honest Truth
Look, is Beaumaris Bay Motel perfect? Nope. It's not a luxury resort. It's got some quirks. But it's clean (mostly), functional, and a great option if you want accessibility and a decent pool. And the spa! The spa alone makes it worth the trip.
Would I Go Back?
Hmm. Maybe. If I need a quick beach getaway, absolutely. Especially now that I know the Vegetarian restaurant is sometimes disappointing, I'll plan a BBQ for the room!
Final Verdict: Three and a half stars. Beaumaris Bay Motel: It isn't paradise, but it's a decent escape.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your grandma's itinerary. This is…well, this is mine. Get ready for Beaumaris Bay Motel, Melbourne, Australia, and the whirlwind that (hopefully) won't completely destroy me.
Beaumaris Bay Blast: A Melbourne Mess
(Disclaimer: My organizational skills, like my ability to fold a fitted sheet, are… questionable. This is subject to change. Frequently.)
Day 1: Arrival and the Unfolding Disaster (Beaumaris Bay, mostly)
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Melbourne Airport (MEL). Oh, the joy. Flying always brings out the worst in me. The woman beside me on the plane clacked her teeth the entire flight. Pray for patience. Find the rental car (a small, non-threatening thing, hopefully named something friendly like "Noodle" or "Bartholomew"). Attempt to drive to Beaumaris Bay Motel. Pray even HARDER for GPS to be my friend.
- Anecdote: Last time I tried to drive in a foreign country, I ended up circling the same roundabout for an hour while yelling at the car to “JUST. GO. LEFT!” My partner still hasn't let it go.
- 2:30 PM (ish): Check into the Beaumaris Bay Motel. Hopefully, the room is not the size of a postage stamp. Hoping for a good view, maybe a bit of ocean. Actually, I’d settle for a working air conditioner. And no cockroaches. (I’m not asking for much, am I?).
- Potential disaster alert: I booked this place online. Photos can be deceiving. Very deceiving. Prepare for disappointment. I'm getting so good at it, though.
- 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Unpack. This will involve a messy, clothes explosion. I’m a master packer, just, in a chaotic kind of way. Wallow in the general sense of being on holiday. Consider ordering room service… because, hey, I deserve it. (Probably a terrible financial decision, but, again, holiday!).
- Quirky Observation: I’ve already noticed the “beach vibe” in the brochure. Hoping it lives up to the hype. Is there anything better than a good beach vibe? I doubt it.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Walk/stumble (depending on jet lag) to the beach. Beaumaris Beach, specifically. Aim: To breathe in some ocean air, kick off the sand, get some good, real Vitamin D. Real goal: to survive the walk there without getting hopelessly lost. Find a spot to watch the sunset.
- Emotional Reaction: I am VERY excited about the sunset. I have no shame. Sunsets make me feel like everything’s going to be okay. Or at least, maybe for an hour or two. If it's cloudy, I'll probably sob.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Need to find a place that offers a decent Parma (parmigiana). Ask the locals for recommendations. Maybe go to a pub. Hopefully, it won't be too rowdy and have to talk to people.
- Opinionated language: I have already seen enough of my own cooking. I need to eat something someone else has made. I don't care what, so long as it is not something I have made!
Day 2: Melbourne Mayhem (or, My Failed Attempt at Culture)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Hopefully, not feeling completely dehydrated. Coffee immediately. Need all the coffee.
- 10:00 AM: Attempt to actually leave the motel. This is always harder than it sounds. Get into the car - should be a thrilling, and perhaps alarming, driving adventure.
- 11:00 AM: Drive into Central Melbourne. Parking will, undoubtedly, cost a month's salary. Prepare myself for existential dread at the cost of parking. (Ugh. I'm already considering taking public transport. God, am I that person?).
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Find a decent cafe somewhere.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Attempt at "culture". Maybe try the National Gallery of Victoria (NGV). (I say "attempt" because museums are often overcrowded and exhausting.) I'll probably end up wandering aimlessly and staring at the price tags in the gift shop. Or, let's be honest, the lack of price tags. That's just inviting a con.
- Messier Structure and Occasional Rambles: Okay, so, the art thing… it's complicated. I want to be cultured. I really do! But I also have the attention span of a gnat and a tendency to get bored easily. The NGV has some incredible stuff, though. Maybe I’ll actually enjoy it. Maybe. Or maybe I'll spend the entire time thinking about what I’m going to have for dinner. It is what it is.
- 4:00 PM: More driving. This time, hopefully, with a better sense of direction. Head back to the motel.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Collapse. Literally. Netflix and chill (with myself, naturally). Or maybe just chill. After the museum, I'll need it.
- 7:00 PM: Pizza. Definitely pizza. A large one. All for myself. (See, I'm a big believer in self-care. And carbs).
Day 3: The Great Ocean Road and the Day I Became a "Nature Person" (Maybe)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Today is the big day, the Great Ocean Road! Eat quickly.
- 9:00 AM: Hit the road. Drive! The plan is to drive a portion of the Great Ocean Road. Get lost. Hopefully, it won't be disastrous.
- 10:00 AM - 2:00 PM: Drive, taking it slow. Stop at scenic overlooks. Take a thousand photos. (I have a feeling this will involve much time looking at the GPS and panicking). Probably stop at various lookouts and scream at the majestic views.
- Doubling Down on a Single Experience: Okay, seriously, this is the MAIN event. The Great Ocean Road. I've been dreaming about this for months! The dramatic cliffs, the crashing waves, the sheer beauty of it all! I'm setting the bar sky-high. My emotions are a complete mess of excitement and dread. What if it's not as amazing as I imagine? What if it's overcast? What if I get car sick? What if I’m devoured by a gigantic emu?
- 2:00 PM - 3:00 PM: Lunch. Find the cafe.
- 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Keep driving. This is were my driving skills are thoroughly tested.
- 5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Head back to Beaumaris Bay.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Maybe at the motel, maybe at a local place, depending on how badly I’m craving a pizza.
Day 4: Farewell, Melbourne (and the Eternal Search for the Perfect Souvenir)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast.
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Souvenir hunting! My kryptonite. Struggle to find a "perfect" memento, or at least something that can't be found at every single gift shop ever.
- 12:00 PM: Check out of the motel.
- 1:00 PM: Leave. Sad face.
- 2:30 PM: Find a parking space at the airport.
- 3:00 PM: Return rental car.
- 5:00 PM: Fly home.
- During the flight: Reflect on the chaos, the beauty, the near-disasters. Vow to learn to be more organized. Then, immediately forget about it to start planning the next trip.
(P.S. This itinerary is, of course, entirely flexible. The "plan" is just a suggestion. Expect the unexpected. Embrace the mess. And, most importantly: don't forget the sunscreen!)
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Escape to Paradise: Beaumaris Bay Motel Awaits! - Let's Get Real, Shall We?
So, Beaumaris Bay... Is it *actually* paradise? Like, flip-flops-and-sunscreen-for-days paradise?
Okay, let's be honest. "Paradise" is a big word. And Beaumaris Bay... is *mostly* paradise. Think more like... *charming-with-a-hint-of-slightly-worn-around-the-edges* paradise. You know? Like, the sort of place where the seagulls are so confident they'll steal your chips right out of your hand. (True story, by the way. My nephew, little Timmy, learnt a valuable lesson about chip security that day. Lost a whole packet! Little bugger was devastated.) But seriously, the bay itself? Stunning. The views? Unbeatable.
Don't expect a pristine, Instagram-filtered experience. Expect reality. Expect wind whipping your hair into a knot, the sound of the waves crashing (sometimes a little too close for comfort!), and the lingering smell of salt and, occasionally, improperly contained seafood. But hey, that's part of the charm, right? Gets you feeling… alive.
What's the deal with the motel rooms? Cozy? Cramped? Do they have… questionable décor?
Alright, let's talk rooms. "Cozy" is a kind word. "Functional" is probably more accurate. Look, this isn't the Ritz. Think classic motel. Think… remnants of previous decades. My room, bless its little heart, had a floral wallpaper that was, shall we say, *bold*. Like, my grandma would've approved bold. And the bedspread? Oh, the bedspread. Let's just say I'm pretty sure it had seen better days, but it's clean, right? And the sheets were soft, which is all that really matters after a day of exploring the area.
The bathroom? Basic, but functional. The shower pressure? Surprisingly good! Which is a huge win, honestly. After all those beachy day and exploring, a decent shower is essential, otherwise you end up with sand in... well, you get the idea. But I will say, the air conditioning was a godsend during that heatwave we had last month. You know, the one where you swear you could fry an egg on the pavement? Yep. That was a time. And the AC saved me from total meltdown.
Is the location good? Anything to do nearby besides, you know, sand and water?
The location? *Excellent*. Seriously. You're practically *on* the beach. Like, roll-out-of-bed-and-onto-the-sand close. Which is a massive win for a lazy bum like me. Walk five minutes, and you can grab a coffee from a local cafe. There's some cute little shops and a fish n' chips place that's, honestly, dangerous. (I ate there every night. Don't judge me.)
Beyond the beach, there's a decent amount to do. You can go for walks along the coastal path, visit the local lighthouse (totally worth it, the view is phenomenal!), or take a drive into the nearby town for a bit of shopping and sightseeing.. Oh, and there's a fantastic pub with a cracking beer garden. Proper pub grub too. Spent a lovely evening there, actually, chatting with some friendly locals. Ended up staying much later than I planned, and woke up with a slightly fuzzy head. Great times!
Any downsides? Gimme the dirt!
Okay, okay. Here's the *real* dirt. The Wi-Fi? Spotty. Like a nervous teenager at their first dance. Don't rely on it for streaming your favourite series; you'll be constantly buffering. Bring a book. Or, even better, disconnect and enjoy the peace.
Also, thin walls. Which is a classic motel trope. You might hear your neighbours', shall we say, *enthusiastic* karaoke session at 2 AM. (Thankfully, I was so exhausted from my fish n' chips induced coma, it didn't bother me too much.) And parking can be… a bit of a squeeze, especially during peak season, But honestly? Those are minor quibbles.
Oh, and one more thing. The first night, I think I heard a seagull tapping on my window at 3am. Thinking back, I think that means that it was, quite literally, begging for food. I gave it a bit of my leftover burger, actually. Didn't tell anyone, shush!
The staff – are they friendly? Helpful? Do they know the best places to eat?
The staff? Absolutely lovely! The owner, a woman named Mary, (or was it Margaret? Honestly, my memory's terrible) was an absolute sweetheart. Gave me some great tips on local walks, and always had a smile. She even lent me an umbrella when it started to rain, which was a lifesaver (I am *always* underprepared).
Yes, they do know the best places to eat! Ask them. Seriously. Because, as previously mentioned, the fish n' chips place… wow. They'll steer you right. They're not just handing out flyers; they genuinely seem to *care* about your stay. Which, in this day and age, is a rare and beautiful thing.
Would you go back? Seriously, would you?
Absolutely. One hundred percent. I'm already planning my next trip. Beaumaris Bay Motel isn't perfect. It's not a luxury resort. But it's got something… *more*. It's got a soul. It's got character. It's got that feeling of just escaping and forgetting your worries.. It's a place where you can relax, unwind, and just *be*. You might get a bit of sand in inconvenient places. The wallpaper might not be your taste. But you'll make memories. And honestly? That's what matters, isn't it? Besides, I need to go back to that fish n' chips place. And the lighthouse. And maybe try to finally beat Timmy at building a sandcastle. Wish my luck.
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