Oslo's BEST Athlete Hotel: Scandic Olympiatoppen Insider Deal!
Oslo's BEST Athlete Hotel: Scandic Olympiatoppen Insider Deal!
Scandic Olympiatoppen: My Rollercoaster Ride at the "Best" Athlete Hotel in Oslo
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your typical fluffy hotel review. I'm about to dive headfirst into Scandic Olympiatoppen, Oslo's supposed haven for elite athletes… and me. And let me tell you, it was a journey.
First things first, Accessibility. The website promised gold stars, and they delivered… mostly. There's a real push to make things accessible, with well-placed ramps and elevators. Honestly, it felt pretty good compared to some places I've been. They're clearly trying. The only real hiccup? The occasional slightly wonky automatic door that seemed to have a mind of its own. Minor, but gave me a chuckle.
Rooms & Creature Comforts: My Semi-Luxury Prison?
Let's talk rooms. They've got everything. Like, literally everything. Free Wi-Fi (thank the heavens!), air conditioning, a desk, a laptop workspace (perfect for… working… ugh). Seriously, I'm not sure if my apartment has this much stuff. The blackout curtains are a godsend for a light sleeper like me. I was expecting a Spartan cell, but it was… comfortable. I even got a bathrobe and slippers. Now, I wasn't expecting to be a champion in the morning.
But here's where things get… interesting. The bed was extra long, which is fantastic unless you're, you know, short. Then, it's just… a lot of empty space. It was almost intimidating. And the soundproofing? Well, let's just say I enjoyed listening to the enthusiastic symphony of a small child learning how to say "NO!" through the walls at around 6 am for a few mornings. Soundproof? Maybe not totally.
Also, the bathroom phone? Seriously? Who are you calling in the shower? It felt like a vintage spy movie.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Salad)
Alright, food! This is where Scandic Olympiatoppen mostly shines, and where it kinda falters. They have restaurants, a bar, a coffee shop, and even a snack bar. The breakfast buffet was a beast - a glorious, carbohydrate-laden beast. Think pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, and enough pastries to make a pastry chef weep with joy (or diabetes). I went back for thirds. No judgement. But… it was a bit of a free-for-all. People grabbing, reaching, sometimes seemingly oblivious to basic table manners.
I tried the Asian breakfast once, curious. It was… interesting. Not quite what I expected, but hey, you gotta explore the options, right?
The restaurants themselves are decent. Nothing mind-blowing, but solid. I had some soup one night, and a surprisingly good salad another. The a la carte in the restaurant option is nice to have, but the buffet in the restaurant is where the fun is at.
One thing I loved was the bottle of water they gave us in the room. Hydration, people! I'm on board.
Ways to Relax and Things to Do: Sauna, Spa, and… More Sauna?
This is where Olympiatoppen really flexes its athletic muscle. The fitness center is impressive – treadmills, weights, the whole shebang. I even saw a few actual athletes, which made me feel like I was accidentally intruding on their training grounds. I’m sure they felt the same way.
Pool with a view, sauna, spa/sauna, steamroom, the works. I spent a considerable amount of time in the sauna, mainly because it was warm and I was cold. The Spa-ing made me feel a little bit better, but it was a bit of a whirlwind. A body scrub and a foot bath were all worth it! It's a good vibe.
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitizing Overdrive
Okay, in this day and age, this is paramount. Honestly, they went overboard… which is perfectly fine by me. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, hand sanitizer everywhere. I’m pretty sure I could have safely licked the walls. They clearly take hygiene seriously.
They even have individually-wrapped food options, though, ironically, this made the breakfast buffet feel even more chaotic - like everyone was trying to rip open their little packets before someone else could.
Services and Conveniences: The Extras
They have a concierge (never spoke to them!) a gift/souvenir shop (never went in!), a laundry service (appreciated!). I did have to use the cash withdrawal machine, which was a little clunky. They also have a lot of facilities for special events which felt weird for a hotel that's supposed to be more for athletes and rest.
For the Kids: Babysitting and Family Friendliness (?)
There are kids facilities and a babysitting service, which tells you they're trying to be family-friendly. I didn’t see many kids during my stay, but maybe they were all tucked away in the family/child-friendly areas.
Getting Around: Parking, Transfers, and Getting Lost
The car park is free, which is always nice. Airport transfer is available, but I took a taxi.
The Oddities and Quirks
There was a shrine in the hotel. A shrine. I'm not entirely sure what it was for. It added an unexpected touch of… the dramatic.
They also have proposal spots, which makes me wonder what sort of athletic endeavor leads to the need for that. Marathon proposal? Competitive eating engagement? I'd love to know.
And then there was the whole "athlete" thing. While it's marketed as an athlete hotel, I saw a lot of, well, average people. Felt a little… aspirational, maybe?
My Overall Verdict:
Scandic Olympiatoppen is a mixed bag. It's clean, it's comfortable, and it has all the amenities you could want. The food is mostly good, the relaxation options are great. But it’s not perfect. Its attempt at a "luxury" experience sometimes feels clunky, and the "athlete" vibe feels a bit forced.
Would I go back? Probably. Especially if I knew I could eat that breakfast buffet again. And, you know, if I suddenly developed an urge to propose to someone… in a sauna.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into my chaotic Olympiatoppen Sportshotel adventure in Oslo. Consider this less a meticulously planned itinerary and more… my brain vomited onto paper, with hopefully, a few actual useful tips sprinkled in between the existential dread of trying to figure out the correct plug adapter.
Day 1: Arrival and the Glorious Scandinavian Blanket of… Disappointment? (Mostly because I forgot my earplugs)
- 14:00 (ish) – Arrive at Oslo Airport (OSL). Okay, fine. Officially, the flight was on time. But getting through customs felt like trying to navigate a particularly grumpy badger colony. Seriously, the lines! I swear, the customs officer looked like he hadn’t smiled since the Vikings invaded. Shakes fist at the sky… and the passport control.
- 15:00: The Flytoget. Smooth as butter. I was riding high… until I realized I’d forgotten my earplugs. Oh, the sweet, sweet sound of a thousand Norwegian children screaming in delight. And the constant train hum. I swear, I felt every single vibration of the train in my very soul. Brain. Now, I'm not sure.
- 15:30: Check-in at the Scandic Partner Olympiatoppen. It's… functional. Clean, yes. Modern, sure. But it felt… sterile. Like a high-tech, well-appointed holding cell. My room overlooked a… well, I think it was a parking lot. I did briefly consider requesting a room with a view of actual life, but the thought of talking to the front desk again sent shivers down my spine. So, parking lot it is!
- 16:00: Wandering aimlessly. This is my specialty. I stumbled to the gym. Good lord. It looked like a scene from a sci-fi movie. All angles and gleaming machines. And already, I saw Olympians, real ones not me, effortlessly lifting weights that looked like they weighed the equivalent of my entire existential baggage. I quickly fled.
- 18:00: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. It's… fine. The food was edible, although I’m pretty sure the salmon was staring into my soul and judging my life choices. The service was efficient, the waiter’s English was great and not over the top. I definitely wasn't thrilled about the portion sizes. I need more food.
- 20:00: Bedtime. Praying for sleep. The silence, broken only by the occasional distant Norwegian toddler tantrum and the hum of the mini-fridge, was… deafening. I need to order earplugs online right away.
Day 2: The Holmenkollen Blunder and Emotional Rollercoasters
- 08:00: Breakfast. The buffet was… a war zone. Perfectly good. But the sheer number of people jostling for the last piece of bacon was enough to make me want to retreat to my sterile haven of a room. I opted for the bread, cheese, ham, and coffee. All good.
- 09:00: Holmenkollen Ski Jump! (A massive, iconic structure, if you're reading from a travel guide.) Okay, this was epic. Really. The view from the top! Breath-taking. I may have even shed a tear or two. The wind nearly blew me off the platform, but it was worth it. God, the view! The ski jump itself is just a marvel of engineering. It's both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
- 11:00: Holmenkollen Ski Museum. A somewhat interesting dive into the history of skiing. I learned about the evolution of skis and the dedication of athletes, but my brain kept returning to the panoramic views. I needed to rest after the walk up back.
- 13:00: Lunch. I opted for a cafe, and, for the first time, the price was reasonable. Food? Good. Satisfaction? High. I tried to strike a casual pose, like the other people.
- 14:00: Trying to figure out the bus route to Vigeland Sculpture Park. This involved a lot of pointing, a lot of confused Norwegian phrases, and at least three wrong bus rides. I think I ended up near the airport again. I need to get it together!
- 16:00: Vigeland Sculpture Park (eventually). Holy moly. Hundreds of sculptures of… naked people. (Some looking happy. Others… not so much). I have to say, it was a powerful experience. Strange, moving and beautiful. I spent an hour walking around alone (my favorite activity!). It was a deeply strange but beautiful experience.
- 18:00: Dinner (again). I ordered a pizza. I saw a lot of people exercising, so I felt justified.
- 20:00: Attempted to watch Norwegian television. Failed miserably. I think I understood about three words. But I know more words than I did! I think I fell asleep.
Day 3: Departure and Existential Reflections (with a side of overpriced coffee)
- 08:00: Breakfast. The buffet felt marginally less chaotic. Success!
- 09:00: Last-minute souvenir shopping. Because I am excellent at planning. And I also bought some postcards.
- 10:00: Stole into the hotel gym, watched people do some very serious things. This time, I was able to appreciate the Olympians. Impressive, to say the least.
- 11:00: Check-out. The front desk staff was surprisingly nice this time, maybe they had their coffee.
- 12:00: Head to the Airport. I was prepared for a miserable wait, but it was surprisingly relaxed.
- 14:00: I’m on the plane, and my head feels so heavy. I am pondering the trip. I think I enjoyed myself? I think I liked Oslo? It felt alien but exciting, I didn't see the Northern Lights but was still amazing. I think I needed it. And I will definitely get earplugs.
Overall Reflections:
- The Hotel: Functional. Clean. Sterile. It did the job.
- Oslo: Beautiful, expensive, and a tad overwhelming. But undeniably cool.
- Me: Tired, slightly confused, and oddly… content. I’d go back. Eventually. Maybe. (Once I’ve recovered from the sheer cost of it all.)
- Final thought: I need to learn Norwegian. And maybe how to pack earplugs. And perhaps how to plan a trip that doesn’t feel like a series of near-disasters. But hey, where’s the fun in perfection?
Scandic Olympiatoppen Insider Deal: Ask Me Anything... Seriously! (I Stayed There, Okay?)
Okay, Spill the Tea: Is This "Athlete's Only" Vibe as Exclusive as They Claim?
Alright, let's get real. The "athlete's only" thing? Yeah, it's... a little overblown. Look, I'm no Olympic gold medalist (sadly). I'm more of a "avid-watcher-of-sports-on-the-couch" kind of athlete. But they don't exactly card you at the door. You get the insider deal, you're in. Truthfully, there's a decent mix of people. You'll see actual athletes, yes, people sweating and looking impressively focused, but also families, couples, and even the occasional… uh… slightly out-of-shape blogger (ahem, me).
But here's the thing: the *feeling* is definitely geared towards performance. The gym’s top-notch, the food is… well, we'll get to the food. You'll feel a certain… *quiet intensity* in the air. Like everyone's secretly prepping for the world championships. Which, let's be honest, is a plus if you're trying to escape the typical tourist chaos.
What's the Deal with the Food? (Because Fuel is Crucial, Right?)
Okay, the food. This is where things get... interesting. They *say* it's athlete-focused. They *say* it's all about optimizing performance. And… some of it is. There’s a serious salad bar situation going on. Like, a *serious* salad bar. Mountains of greens, colorful veggies, and enough seeds and nuts to keep a squirrel in business for a year.
But… and this is a big BUT… they also have…desserts. And glorious, glorious desserts. I’m talking cakes, pastries, and things I'm pretty sure are illegal for actual athletes to consume. It's like they're tempting you to sabotage your own fitness goals! One day I saw a professional cyclist eyeing a chocolate eclair. I swear. He looked like he was in pain. So, balanced. That's what it is. Delicious, but be prepared for the internal battle.
The Gym: Is It Worth the Hype (and the Sweat)?
The gym… oh, the gym. This is where the Olympiatoppen truly shines. It's not just a gym; it's a fortress of fitness. Think state-of-the-art equipment, a view overlooking something picturesque (I think it was a park?), and enough space to swing a… well, a very large kettlebell without accidentally taking out a fellow exerciser.
And the people! Watching real athletes work out is a workout in itself. I got serious motivation just from being around them. It was inspiring, and I almost felt bad for my two sets of bicep curls and walked away. The range of equipment is massive. You'll be able to work out just fine.
Okay, the Rooms. Are They Spartan or Swanky? Because I Need My Sleep!
The rooms are… functional. Let's go with that. Don't expect the Ritz. They're clean, comfortable, and designed for practicality. Think good beds (essential!), decent storage (important!), and a bathroom that, crucially, has good water pressure. (I hate weak showers.)
I did notice one thing: the walls were kinda… thin. I swear, I could hear next door's snoring! But hey, maybe it's a feature? For those intense athletes. It also allowed me to enjoy some of the other people's conversations.
What About the Location? Is it Convenient?
Location, location, location! It’s *close* to the city center, but not *in* the city center. So, you're going to need to be ready for a cab or some public transport. It also has a certain quietness you would expect, which is excellent for some rest.
However. It does have the advantage of being close to some beautiful parklands and trails, perfect for morning jogs or just getting some fresh air. It’s a good trade-off overall, in my opinion, but don’t expect to stumble out and be right in the thick of the action.
The "Insider Deal" – Actually Save Money?
Alright, let’s get down to brass tacks: the price. Does the "Insider Deal" *actually* save you money? Honestly, yeah, probably. That's why I went for it! Normal Oslo prices are… well, let's just say they can make your wallet weep. The discount isn't massive, but it makes a difference, especially when you factor in the free breakfast (which, if you're smart, you'll load up on to avoid buying lunch).
It made the whole experience a lot more palatable. The free breakfast also saves you money. My advice? Check the regular prices vs. the deal prices, and don't be afraid to compare with other hotels. See which one is the best.
My Worst Experience - the Sauna Situation. (Rant Incoming!)
Okay. Deep breaths. I need to talk about the sauna. Specifically, *the* sauna I went into *while* at the hotel. The *problem* was not the sauna. It was the *people* in the sauna. Well, one person. I walked in after a long day, ready to unwind. And there he was. A man. And he was… *lounging*. I understand relaxing but he was fully horizontal, taking up the *entire* top bench. And he was there. For. A. While.
I had to *squeeze* myself in on the lower bench because the top was taken. And I'm pretty sure he snored. In the sauna. I mean, I just wanted to relax. I wanted to do some thinking in silence. Instead, I had to endure the *audacity* of this guy. It was supposed to be my relaxing moment. The sauna wasn't the problem: The man was the problem.
Is it a Good Choice for Non-Athletes?
Absolutely! (Unless you hate the concept of exercise, or are fiercely competitive – you might feel inadequate around the real athletes.) It's a great hotel. Great service. Yes, it’s geared towards athletes, but ifUncover Yamakikan Tsumagoi's Hidden Secrets: Japan's Best-Kept Inn?
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