Island Village Tenerife Spain

Tenerife's Hidden Gem: Island Village Paradise Found!

Tenerife's Hidden Gem: Island Village Paradise Found! - A Messy, Honest Review

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans, the sangria, and maybe a few tears (of joy, hopefully) about this place. We’re talking about Tenerife’s Island Village Paradise Found! – a mouthful, I admit, but boy, does it deliver a mouthful of…well, paradise. Though, let's be real, paradise with a few bumps in the road, because, you know, life.

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First Impressions (or, "Honey, did we really book this?"):

Arrival. Always an adventure. The airport transfer, thankfully, was efficient. The concierge? Super helpful, a proper lifesaver. Seriously lost our luggage, but they managed to locate it, all thanks to their helpfulness. Getting into the place, a bit of a labyrinth, honestly. But hey, the elevator worked (a HUGE win for access, which we'll get to). The view though… woah. Instantly, that “wow” moment. Sea, mountains, that brilliant Tenerife sun… it’s a postcard. The hotel itself… a bit quirky, maybe a bit too much "village" but hey, I'm a sucker for character.

Accessibility: (Let's Get Real)

This is where Island Village mostly delivers. A lot of thought has gone into accessibility, which is so refreshing (and sadly, not always the case).

Wheelchair Accessible: Major props! Ramps everywhere, wide doorways, the works. The main areas and restaurants are thankfully accessible for the disabled.
Elevators: Check. Definitely a MUST for a place built on a hillside.
Facilities for Disabled Guests: They’ve genuinely thought about this. Great! Room with accessible features, which was a godsend for my partner.
Express Check-in/out: Very helpful when you're tired and just need to get to your room.
CCTV in common areas: Reassuring to see.
24 Hours Front desk: Very convenient.
Other Details: The accessible room itself was well-designed, spacious, and with everything in easy reach.
- Room sanitization opt-out: That's good, but…
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Very important.

The Rooms (and, the Minor Disappointments)

Our room: Well, let's just say it wasn't the Taj Mahal, but it was clean! The decor? A bit… rustic? Think “Spanish farmhouse chic” crossed with “slightly dated.”

Available in all rooms:
- Air conditioning: Thank God! Tenerife in summer is brutal!
- Air conditioning in public area: Double win.
- Alarm clock: The most annoying alarm clock ever. Definitely recommend using your phone instead.
- Bathrobes: A nice touch!
- Bathtub: Useful.
- Blackout curtains: Essential!
- Closet: Plenty of space for unpacking.
- Coffee/tea maker: Needed to start the day!
- Complimentary tea: Nice touch.
- Daily housekeeping: Spotless.
- Desk: Convenient.
- Extra long bed: Great!
- Free bottled water: Much appreciated. Hydration is key!
- Hair dryer: Saved me from a frizzy disaster.
- High floor: Amazing view!
- In-room safe box: Safe, but make sure to remember the code!
- Interconnecting room(s) available: Useful for families, but could be noisy.
- Ironing facilities: Always a plus.
- Laptop workspace: Actually pretty conducive (for workaholics like myself).
- Linens: Good quality.
- Mini bar: Overpriced, but hey, it's a treat!
- Mirror: Essential for checking yourself out.
- Non-smoking: Thank god!
- On-demand movies: Nice touch for a chill night in.
- Private bathroom: Obviously.
- Reading light: Useful.
- Refrigerator: Good for keeping water cold.
- Safety/security feature: Peace of mind.
- Satellite/cable channels: Plenty of options.
- Scale: Shudders. Okay, I avoided that one.
- Seating area: Good.
- Separate shower/bathtub: Luxury!
- Shower: Worked perfectly.
- Slippers: Always appreciated!
- Smoke detector: Important.
- Socket near the bed: Essential for charging your phone.
- Sofa: Comfy.
- Soundproofing: Could be better. I could still hear the neighbors occasionally.
- Telephone: Haven't used one of these in years!
- Toiletries: Decent quality.
- Towels: Fluffy.
- Umbrella: Useful for, well, those unexpected Canarian showers.
- Visual alarm: Great to have if you need it.
- Wake-up service: Never used it!
- Wi-Fi [free]: Yay!
- Window that opens: Essential for fresh air.
Imperfections:
- The safe was a pain in the arse to program.
- Some of the furniture was showing its age.
- The soundproofing wasn't perfect – I heard the neighbours a few times.
- Additional toilet: Was not availble.

Internet: (A Love/Hate Relationship)

Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!: YES!
Wi-Fi in public areas: Great.
Internet access – wireless: Needed for working on the go, but sometimes iffy.
Internet access – LAN: Good alternative if you need to be sure of getting a stronger signal.
Internet services: Yes.
Business Facilities: A business center available

The Wi-Fi was… inconsistent. Sometimes blazing fast, sometimes slower than a snail on a Sunday. Definitely needed a cocktail or two when it refused to cooperate!

Food & Drink: (Where Things Get Interesting)

Okay, let's talk about the food. We lived here. The restaurants are a major draw!

Restaurants: Several options!
Asian breakfast: Yum!
Asian cuisine in restaurant: Delicious.
Western breakfast: Good.
Western cuisine in restaurant: Also good.
Coffee/tea in restaurant: YES.
A la carte in restaurant: Good.
Breakfast service: Fantastic selection.
Breakfast [buffet]: An absolute feast. My waistline suffered.
Lunch: They offer takeaway service and alternative meal arrangements.
Buffet in restaurant: Great options.
Bar: Perfect for cocktails at sunset!
Poolside bar: Because, duh.
Coffee shop: Essential.
Happy hour: Good!
Poolside bar: Yes!
Room service [24-hour]: A life saver!
Desserts in restaurant: To die for!
Salad in restaurant: Healthy options available.
Snack bar: Great for a quick bite.
Bottle of water: Always.
Essential condiments: Always have them.
Alternative meal arrangement: Available.
Food delivery: Available.
Individually-wrapped food options: Very good for peace of mind.
Safe dining setup: Very good.
Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Yes!
Staff trained in safety protocol: Yes!

The breakfast buffet… oh, the breakfast buffet. A symphony of pastries, fresh fruit, and every type of egg imaginable. The Asian breakfast was also a revelation!

Imperfections:
- The a la carte menu in the main restaurant was sometimes a bit… hit or miss.
- Service could be a tiny bit slow at times, especially during peak hours.
- The price of some drinks at the poolside bar was a bit… eye-watering.

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause we're diving HEADFIRST into my utterly disorganized, possibly disastrous, trip to Island Village Tenerife. Forget perfectly curated Instagram feeds – you're getting the REAL DEAL. Buckle up.

Island Village Tenerife: My Very Human Itinerary (or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Beach - Mostly)

Day 1: Arrival and a Date with Disaster (and Deliciousness)

Morning (aka the Early Bird Gets…Delayed): Landed at Tenerife South Airport. Or, rather, nearly landed. A rogue gust of wind (thanks, Tenerife!) meant a bumpy landing and a collective gasp from the passengers, including yours truly. Let's just say I clutched my travel pillow like a lifeline. Airport chaos, rental car pick-up took forever (apparently, I look like I've never driven before, which, admittedly, might be true). The car, a tiny Fiat Panda, now affectionately nicknamed "The Peanut," is either going to be my best friend or the death of me on these winding roads.
Afternoon (aka The Great Lost Luggage Incident): Checked into my Airbnb. Oh god, the Airbnb. It's…rustic. Let's call it "charmingly challenged." Then, the devastating news. My luggage didn't arrive. Somewhere between Heathrow and Tenerife, my carefully curated wardrobe of Hawaiian shirts and emergency chocolate bars has gone AWOL. Panic officially sets in. Cue frantic phone calls to the airline, and a visit to a nearby beach bar, which helped. At least I've got sunshine, a cold beer, and an incredible view of the ocean. The beer helps. The view REALLY helps.
Evening (aka Finding Food, Finally): Wandered the streets of… somewhere, because I still can't work out where exactly. Found a little tapas place. I didn't understand a word, but their Spanish was gorgeous, I ate everything I pointed at, and it was, blissfully, amazing. I'm pretty sure the waiter thought I was mental. But, hey, at least I'm fed. Then, home to The Peanut. I'm pretty sure I will be lost tomorrow, but I'll have a full belly.

Day 2: Beach Day Bliss (Mostly) and a Fishy Encounter

Morning (aka Trying to be a Beach Person): Headed to Playa de las Americas. Okay, I've gotta admit, the beach is stunning. Turquoise water, volcanic sand, and the sun is beating down without mercy. Spent a good chunk of the morning attempting to look like I know what I'm doing while lounging on a sunbed. Failed. Miserably. Got sand in everything. Developed a slight sunburn despite religiously applying sunscreen. But…the ocean! Oh, the ocean! It's impossible to be in a bad mood when you can see something so beautiful.
Afternoon (aka Fish Face): The plan was to go snorkeling… I. Freaking. Failed. I attempted, briefly, but panicked when the cold water hit, and swallowed half the ocean. Sat on the beach instead. Watched a parade of people in the sea and felt envy burn in me. Tried again. Failed again. I can't handle it. Ended up walking down a pier to look for fish. Found one. Stared. It stared back. Emotional connection made. It was weird.
Evening (aka Losing Myself in the Stars): Ate a delicious meal at a restaurant by the coast, with the sound of waves crashing. Spent the evening staring at the impossibly bright stars. Tenerife skies are a wonder. Then, spent an hour trying to find my way back to The Peanut. Almost gave up and slept on a bench. But success! Made it back to the charmingly challenged Airbnb. Exhausted bliss.

Day 3: Hiking Hell, and a Glimpse of Paradise

Morning (aka Thinking I'm Hemingway): Okay, so I decided to be adventurous and hike the Masca Gorge. Big mistake. The views, when I remembered to look up and breathe, were incredible. But the hike itself? Brutal. Up, down, up, down. At one point, I was convinced I was going to die. My lungs were screaming, my legs were burning, and I was convinced I was going to fall off a cliff (probably). But, I made it. It was absolutely worth it for the vista. The water, though. The water! You would love it.
Afternoon (aka Paradise Found - Kinda): After a swim in the most beautiful water I've ever seen, I took a boat trip. It was…perfect. Dolphins. Whales. Sunshine. The sound of the waves. This is what I came for. This is why I do this.
Evening (aka More Tapas, Please): Stumbled back to the village, and devoured another tapas meal. Got a little lost. Again. Maybe I shouldn't get lost.

Day 4: Volcano Vibes and Cultural Confusion

Morning (aka Mountain of Fire): Drove up Mount Teide. The landscape is otherworldly, like being on the moon. The air is thin, and the views are phenomenal. Took far too many photos. Nearly got blown away by the wind. Wore a hat. Looked at the view. It was amazing.
Afternoon (aka Cultural Immersion…or Confusion?): Visited a local market. Tried to communicate. Failed. I have no idea what I bought. I'll find out somehow. Bought some kind of fruit I've never seen. Tried it. It tasted of…well, something. Don't know what, but I ate it.
Evening (aka Packing…Sort Of): Tried to pack, to see what's left. It’s not pretty. I really, really miss my luggage. And the chocolate.

Day 5: Departure Debacle (and a Vow to Return)

Morning (aka Rush, Rush, Rush): The Peanut and I head to the airport. Praying my lost luggage miraculously appears. It doesn’t.
Afternoon (aka Farewell Tenerife): Sad but with so much to remember that it's okay.
Evening (aka The End…for now): Leaving Tenerife. I'm tired, sunburnt, a little lost, and have a suitcase full of memories and a new appreciation for the sheer chaos of travel. Tenerife, you beautiful, crazy island, I'll be back. Next time, though? I'm bringing a translator, a GPS, and maybe a spare suitcase. And more sunscreen. And chocolate. Lots more chocolate.

This is a total, messy, imperfect record of my trip! I've missed things, forgotten things, and probably gotten some things wrong. But that's the beauty of it, right? It's real. And it was…perfect. (Mostly.)

So, yeah, that's my trip to Island Village Tenerife. Would I do it again? Absolutely. Would I change anything? Nope. Well, maybe the lost luggage. And the sunburn. And the hiking. Okay, maybe some things. But mostly, no.

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Tenerife's Hidden Gem: Island Village Paradise Found? Let's Get Messy!

Okay, is this 'Hidden Gem' actually a hidden gem, or just… a village? Spill the tea!

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because “hidden gem” is a phrase that gets thrown around like confetti at a bad wedding. And honestly? It depends. The village *is* lovely. Think sleepy streets, the smell of roasting coffee even at 6 pm (seriously, how?!), and enough cats sunning themselves to rival a fluffy cat convention. BUT, and this is a BIG but… it’s not exactly… undisclosed. I mean, you can Google it, people have blogs about it, there are *actual bus tours* sometimes… So, hidden? Not entirely. Worth visiting? Absolutely. It's less crystal-clear map, more treasure hunt with a slightly dusty X-marks-the-spot.

So, is it touristy? I HATE tourists. (And you, for making me ask that.)

Okay, okay, I’ll own the irony. And the answer is… a qualified "not really. Mostly, I think, you're going to run into a slow-moving blend of curious locals and maybe a handful of other, equally intrigued, travellers. Think less hordes, more… a drizzle of people. But I *did* once see a family with matching "I ❤️ Tenerife" t-shirts, which made me want to hide in a cave. So, you know, take the good with the intensely cringe-worthy sometimes.

What's the absolute best thing about it? GIVE ME SOMETHING POSITIVE!

Ugh, FINE. For me? The *food*. Specifically, the local *mojo* sauce. Okay, so it's not *just* the mojo, it's the whole package: fresh seafood, crusty bread kissed by a volcanic oven, and that *goddamn* mojo. I swear, I could douse my socks in it and be happy. One little restaurant – I won’t name it because I want to keep my secret, HA! – had this *goats cheese*, and the sweetness of it against the tang of the mojo... I almost cried. Almost. Food is happiness, and this village gets it. I felt so good, I spent a ridiculous amount of money on that meal. I regret nothing.

Is it easy to get there? Because I'm notoriously terrible with directions.

Okay, friend, deep breaths. It *is* accessible. There's a bus, which is your safest bet if you're, shall we say, navigationally challenged (hello, me!). The roads are winding, though, so take some motion sickness tablets if you're prone. I personally rented a car, thinking I was some kind of intrepid explorer. Let me tell you, navigating those tiny, switchback streets nearly gave me a nervous breakdown. And parking? Forget about it. I ended up circling for 45 minutes, muttering under my breath before I found a spot the size of a postage stamp. So, yeah. Bus, probably. Unless you *enjoy* the thrill of potential vehicular doom.

What's the worst thing I should be prepared for? Be honest!

The worst? Hmm... Okay, probably the *timing*. You've got to be a little… flexible. Things run on a *very* relaxed schedule. Buses might be late. Restaurants might close early. You might witness a spontaneous siesta in the middle of the afternoon. Embrace it! If you're the type who gets stressed about punctuality, this place will chew you up and spit you out. I once waited an hour and a half for a cafe to open. I seriously considered breaking and entering. But then, I decided to enjoy the scenery and the thought of coffee afterwards felt absolutely divine.

Okay, you mentioned a goat cheese experience. Elaborate. I need detail.

Right. Okay. So, picture this: It was evening, the sky was a bruised purple and orange. The air was that warm, fragrant kind that only exists near the sea. I was so hungry I could have eaten a small child. And there it was, this tiny restaurant, tucked away on a cobbled street, candles flickering on the tables. I ordered the goat cheese and the mojo. I'm not going to lie, I was skeptical. Goat cheese can be, you know, intense. But this… this was heavenly. Creamy, tangy, the perfect foil to the spicy, garlicky mojo. I closed my eyes, savouring each bite. The flavour explosion was so intense I nearly choked. Then, I ate another piece, and another… I completely forgot about the world. I was just me, the goat cheese, and that exquisite sauce. And for a few glorious moments, everything was *perfect*. It was a spiritual experience, truly. The village, the food, the feeling. Pure bliss. Okay, I'm getting emotional just talking about it again. You *have* to try it.

Is it worth the hype? BE HONEST.

Okay, the million-dollar question. Worth the hype? Probably not *all* the hype. But… Yes. Absolutely. It's not *perfect*, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. As long as you go with realistic expectations: it's a village, not a theme park. It's a place to slow down, eat well, and maybe, just maybe, have a moment of pure, unadulterated goat cheese bliss. Go. Just go. Even if you have to circle for an hour looking for parking.

Any other random advice? Stuff you wouldn't normally think to mention?

Yeah. Bring cash. Not every place takes cards. Learn a few basic Spanish phrases – even "Hola" and "Gracias" will go a long way. Pack comfortable shoes for walking. Be prepared to fall in love with the stray cats. And, okay, here's a weird one: if you're prone to sunburn, load up on sunscreen. The sun is sneaky. And, most importantly, just...be open to it. It's a village. It's not trying to be anything it's not. Just let it work its magic, even if the magic involves a long wait for a bus and, of course, the perfect goat cheese.

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