Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Hotel in Menorca, Spain!
Escape to Paradise: Menorca Edition - My Messy, Honest, and Totally Unfiltered Review! (Plus, a Sneaky Booking Offer!)
Okay, so, Escape to Paradise… sounds cheesy, right? Honestly, I was expecting some Instagram-filtered paradise, all perfect tans and flawless cocktails. AND… it kinda delivers? But in the best possible, gloriously imperfect way. Think less staged photoshoot, more actual, lived-in Mediterranean bliss.
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First things first: Getting There and the Feeling of Freedom
I'm not gonna lie, the airport transfer was a godsend. After wrestling my luggage (why do I always overpack?!), stumbling out of the airport and actually someone from hotel waiting to pick you up? chef's kiss Airport transfer – essential. They do have Car park [free of charge] if you want to go rogue and rent a car, and they also have taxi service. Just saying, options are good.
Accessibility – Did They Nail It?
Now, this is important. I appreciate that they're actually thinking about Facilities for disabled guests. That's a huge win from the start. They talk a good game, but the devil's in the details, right? I didn't personally need the Elevator, and the Facilities for disabled guests were, from what I saw, pretty decent. HOWEVER, and this is a very important however, it never hurts to call ahead and confirm your specific needs. Don't just trust me, because I didn't stay in a wheelchair accessible room (or even ask for one).
Rooms: Where Dreams (and Naptime) Happen
Okay, the room. My room. It was… chef’s kiss… perfect. No, not perfect. But perfectly charming with a balcony and Air conditioning, Thank god for the Blackout curtains. Sleep is serious business when you're trying to chill. The Free Wi-Fi? Solid. Didn't drop out mid-binge. The Additional toilet and Separate shower/bathtub made the morning routine with my travel companion a whole lot more peaceful. Let's just say, those things are vital.
**(SEO: *Wi-Fi [free]* is a HUGE seller. Also, Air conditioning – necessary for Menorca in summer!)
The Food. Oh. The. Food.
Listen. I'm not even a "foodie," but the food at Escape to Paradise… I still dream about it. And that’s after a month. Let's break it down because this is worth its weight in gold, believe me.
- Breakfast [buffet]: I'm usually a toast and jam kinda gal. But listen, their Asian breakfast was like a full-blown Asian-cuisine adventure. So, I started every day with some sort of Asian-inspired breakfast and the Coffee/tea in restaurant. I was in heaven!
- Restaurants: They have Restaurants like, lots of restaurants.
- A la carte in restaurant: They had a lot of the A la carte option.
- International cuisine in restaurant and Western cuisine in restaurant: You are never going to be bored.
- Poolside bar: A poolside bar is essential.
- Desserts in restaurant: The desserts, my friends, were something else. Honestly, I may or may not have had dessert before lunch. Don't judge!
- Happy hour: Don't get to excited, happy hour is a must when you want the true experience in the hotel.
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Relaxation Station: Where I Lost All Sense of Time (in a Good Way)
Okay, I'm not gonna lie, I spent a lot of time by the Swimming pool [outdoor]. The Pool with view was a total win. It wasn't just a pool; it was an experience. The water was the perfect temperature.
- Spa: Okay, the Spa. I went for a Massage, and I basically melted into a puddle of pure relaxation. Their Spa/sauna was also a big winner. I definitely recommend doing the Body scrub and Body wrap. It was next level.
- Fitness center - For those of you who are into it. I’m not, so I can’t tell you.
- Steamroom. Honestly, a sauna is amazing way to relax when on a trip like this.
**(SEO: *Swimming pool [outdoor], Massage, Spa* = keywords galore for relaxation junkies!)
Cleanliness and Safety – Did They Actually Care?
This is something I genuinely noticed, and appreciated. The Staff trained in safety protocol, Hand sanitizer everywhere you turned. I loved that. Daily disinfection in common areas, it just makes you feel… safe. They also had all the extras to make you feel extra comfy and safe, such as: Anti-viral cleaning products, First aid kit, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items.
**(SEO: Okay, important. *Cleanliness and safety* are HUGE now. They've got this covered.)**
The Extras – Random Bits and Bobs I Loved
- The Daily housekeeping. Seriously, I didn't even need it, but it was nice to come back to a clean room.
- The Concierge. Super helpful for recommendations and bookings.
- The Gift/souvenir shop. Don't leave without buying a little treat to remind you of the adventure!
- The Front desk [24-hour]. Always convenient.
The Minor Gripes (Because Perfection is Boring)
Okay, nobody’s perfect, and neither is Escape to Paradise. There were a couple of things:
- The gym was small, and I needed to share with a weird man.
- Sometimes the Wi-Fi in the public areas was a little slow. Seriously, I wanted to post a picture of my fancy cocktail, and the internet just didn't want me to.
- Pets allowed but it is unavailable.
But honestly, these were minor hiccups. The overall experience was fantastic.
Overall… Would I Go Back?
Absolutely. Yes. In a heartbeat. Escape to Paradise isn't just a hotel; it's an experience. It's laid-back luxury without the stuffiness. It's a place to truly disconnect and reconnect. And the food… the food alone is worth the trip!
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Okay, so I loved it. And I want you to love it too.
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- A free upgrade (upon availability).
- A complimentary bottle of local wine upon arrival.
- A discount on the first spa treatment.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your pristine, perfectly-organized travel itinerary. This is going to be a messy, glorious, reality-check kind of trip to Hotel Madrid in Menorca. Prepare for rambles, opinions, and the occasional existential crisis fueled by over-caffeinated mornings.
Menorca Mayhem: A Week of Sun, Sea, and Mild Panic (and Hopefully, Paella)
Day 1: Arrival and the "Oh God, What Have I Done?" Moment
- Morning: Flight from… let's say Bristol, because that's where I'm dreaming of escaping from. (Actual departure location: still up for debate, depending on flight deals and my sanity). Arrive at Menorca Airport. The Mediterranean wind hits you like a slap of salty air, and you think, "This is the life!" (Famous last words, I'm sure).
- Imperfection Alert: Immediately struggling to locate the pre-booked rental car because I assumed, against all reason, the rental place would be right there. It wasn't. Cue the first twenty minutes of panicked Googling and trying to interpret a road sign written in what looks like a hybrid of Spanish and hieroglyphics.
- Afternoon: FINALLY found the car (a tiny, potentially death-trap Fiat, but hey, it's cheap). Head to Hotel Madrid in Mahon. The drive? Utter bliss. Winding roads, glimpses of turquoise water, and the faint scent of pine needles. Check-in. The hotel reception is charmingly chaotic, like a well-loved antique shop.
- Quirky Observation: The lobby has more character than most people I know. There's a slightly wonky painting of a donkey, and a vase overflowing with… well, it might be plastic flowers, but I'm choosing to believe they're real.
- Evening: Unpack. Briefly. Then, collapse on the bed and stare at the ceiling. A profound wave of "Wow, I'm actually here" hits me. Followed immediately by the dread of "What if I get bored? What if I hate the food? What if I get lost on the first day and become a permanent resident of a Menorcan sheep farm?"(highly unlikely of course)
- Messy Moment: Attempt to find a decent tapas bar. Accidentally wander into a karaoke bar blasting something that sounds suspiciously like a Spanish rendition of "I Will Survive." Leave quickly. Find much better tapas. Eat entirely too much. Regret it later.
Day 2: Beach Bliss… and a Near-Disaster with a Sunbed
- Morning: Wake up stupidly early because jet lag is a cruel mistress. Decide to embrace the early start and head to Cala Macarella, famously a beautiful beach. The drive is a scenic marvel, just gorgeous.
- Emotional Reaction: The beach. The water. The colours. Pure, unadulterated joy. I spend the first hour just staring, mouth agape. It's the kind of place that makes you feel like you've finally stumbled upon a secret paradise.
- Afternoon: Sunbathing! Maybe. Struggle to understand the sunbed rental system (a common theme, I'm starting to realise). Eventually get a sunbed. Attempt to set up an umbrella. Fail spectacularly. Nearly take out an unsuspecting family. Apologise profusely.
- Rambles: Sunbeds are the bane of my existence. Why can't they be simpler? Why do they require a degree in engineering to assemble? I need to learn how to put up an umbrella. If you read this, and you know how to, leave me a message.
- Imperfection alert: Sunburn. On my forehead. Because apparently, I'm still incapable of adequately applying sunscreen even though I'm literally obsessed with it.
- Evening: Dinner at a restaurant in Ciutadella. Walk around the harbour, feel all romantic. The food is… alright. Honestly, the ambience is what makes it, the lights reflecting off the water, the chatter in multiple languages.
Day 3: Exploring the City
- Morning: Finally, a decent sleep. Explore Mahon, the hotel's city. Wander through the narrow streets, admire the architecture, get lost and enjoy it.
- Opinionated: The architecture is fantastic, really. I love the old buildings, so full of history everywhere I look. I've got a list of things I need to learn about, I'm just hoping I can remember them all.
- Afternoon: Visit the harbour, sample the local gin (it is a MUST). Go to a cheese factory, buy some cheese, of course.
- More rambling: I am the biggest fan of cheese, I love to sample cheese and make my own platters. I'm starting to wonder if the cheese is like a currency on this island.
- Evening: Eat dinner and have a glass of wine on the roof of the hotel, and stare at the stars. Pure bliss.
Day 4: The Day I Fell in Love with Horse Riding
- Morning: I booked a horse-riding trip. I am not a horse person. And I'm a bit terrified.
- Messy Anecdote: I got on the horse. I thought I'd fall off within seconds. The horse seemed to know, and was clearly the chillest horse on Earth. The instructor was a quirky local farmer. We rode through fields of wildflowers, along a coastal path. The wind whipped in my hair, the sun warmed my face. I'm grinning so hard my cheeks ache.
- Doubling Down: THIS. THIS IS THE DAY. From the moment I climbed on that horse, I was transformed. It wasn't just about the scenery (though, wow, was it incredible). It was the connection with the animal, the feeling of freedom, the utter peace. Hours went by, and I was still on the high.
- Afternoon: Still buzzing from the horse-riding.
- Evening: Dinner at a local restaurant. Overwhelmed with joy.
Day 5: Kayaking Adventure and Near-Death Experience (Dramatic License, Mostly)
- Morning: Head to a specific beach, rent a kayak.
- Emotional Reaction: The sea is a gorgeous colour. I’m enjoying this.
- Afternoon: Discover the power of the wind and the limitations of my kayaking skills. Find myself being blown further and further from shore. Start to panic. Realise I'm probably a danger to myself and others.
- Opinionated: Kayaking is a lot harder than it looks! All the smooth, graceful people on the cover of the brochure? Liars!
- Rambles: Honestly, I thought I was going to end up drifting out to sea, becoming a cautionary tale in the Menorcan newspapers. After much screaming and flailing, I finally make it back to shore. I can feel my muscles ache!
- Evening: After much needed relaxing, grab some takeaway and watch the sun go down.
Day 6: A Day of Rest (and Attempting to Achieve Zen)
- Morning: Sleep in (finally!). Attempt to read a book by the pool. Fail because the sun is too tempting.
- Quirky Observation: The pool is a perfect temperature! It's surrounded by sunbeds and palm trees.
- Afternoon: Wander around the streets, just enjoying being here.
- Evening: Relax on the roof of the hotel with some wine.
Day 7: Departure… and a Promise to Return.
- Morning: Pack (a feat of Tetris-like proportions, given all the souvenirs). Check out. Say a tearful goodbye to the slightly wonky painting of the donkey.
- Emotional Reaction: I don’t wanna leave! The whole trip has been a whirlwind. This place, with all its imperfections, has completely captivated me.
- Afternoon: Last-minute desperate search for a decent coffee at the airport before the flight.
- Imperfection Alert: Realise I've spent half my spending money on (a) cheese and (b) a ridiculous ceramic donkey figurine. Regret nothing.
- Evening: Back home. Tired, slightly sunburnt, possibly broke, but with a heart full of Menorcan memories and a firm promise: I will be back.
- Final Thought: Menorca, you beautiful, slightly chaotic island. Thank you for the adventure. And next time, I'm conquering that sunbed. And maybe getting a grip on those darn kayaks.
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Hotel in Menorca - FAQ (with a little DRAMA!)
Okay, seriously, is this place REALLY paradise? Like, Instagram lied-to-me-again paradise?
Alright, gotta be real here. "Paradise" is a big word. And look, the pictures? Yeah, they're gorgeous. Seriously. The turquoise water? The white sand? The bougainvillea spilling over everything? It's all there. BUT. Before you book a one-way ticket fuelled by rose-tinted glasses, let me share a little something… I booked a room expecting a flawless vacation. And it was *mostly* flawless. Except… you know how sometimes the camera angle conveniently excludes the slightly-less-than-perfect bits? Like the tiny ants that *loved* my balcony after a particularly lovely evening snack? Or, and this is important, the occasional seagull that, let's just say, had a VERY strong opinion on my breakfast croissant and, well, let’s just say *it didn't end well*. The hotel itself is perfect, so the location is pretty good too. So, is it paradise? Close. Very close. Bring bug spray, watch your food, and prepare for the possibility of seagull squabbles, and you'll be golden.
Tell me about the food. I’m a foodie. (Translation: I have very high expectations.)
The food… ah, the food. You could write a novel about the food (and I'm tempted). Breakfast is a buffet, a *good* buffet, mind you. All the usual suspects are present: pastries that are unbelievably light and flaky (seriously, how do they DO that?!), fresh fruit that explodes with flavor, and the *best* coffee I had on the island. Lunch? You can get it at the hotel restaurant, or go out and explore the city. A few times, a group went out with me (that was a blast!). Dinner? *Chef's kiss*. Seriously. They change the menu regularly, so there is a lot to choose from. One night, I inhaled a paella that was so good, I almost wept. *Almost*. And the wine list? Oh, the wine list. Be prepared to spend a little more, but it's fully worth it. Just… try to pace yourself. That next-day hangover after that delicious Rioja… not so paradise-like, trust me.
The beach! The beach! Is it packed? Is it pristine? GIVE ME DETAILS!
Okay, the beach. This is where "Escape to Paradise" *really* shines. The sand is white, blindingly so in the midday sun. The water? Crystal clear, like, you can see your toes even when you're chest-deep clear. It’s a big beach, which means it doesn't get *insanely* packed, but, and this is my hot tip: get there early. Like, before 10 AM early. Then you pretty much have the whole beach to yourself. *Heaven*. Seriously. I spent hours just floating in the sea, feeling the sun on my skin, and forgetting about the world. I had a panic attack the second day I went out on the beach, but then I let the water wash over me and I was fine. It's worth it. Just make sure you slap on the sunscreen, people! I didn't and that was a BIG mistake. Sunburn is *not* paradise. Ever.
What about kids? Is this a family-friendly place?
This is where things get a little… nuanced. Yes, they welcome kids. There's a kids' club, a shallow pool, and the beach is perfect for little ones to splash around in. However, the vibe is definitely more on the "relaxed luxury" side. Honestly? I didn't see many kids, which suited me just fine. If you're after a raucous, kid-centric vacation, this might not be the perfect fit. But if you're looking for a place where the kids can have fun and you can also chill out (maybe with a cocktail in hand and a book on your lap?), it could work. Just be prepared to deal with the occasional, inevitable, kid-related "moment". You know, the screaming, the tantrums, and the inevitable ice cream explosions.
Are there any hidden costs I should be aware of? I hate nasty surprises!
Ah, yes, the hidden costs. The bane of the budget traveler's existence! Here's the lowdown: Drinks at the bar are on the pricier side. The spa treatments are (naturally) expensive. And those little extras, like a fancy bottle of wine in your room… They add up. On the plus side, the hotel is very upfront about costs, so there aren't any HUGE shocks. And honestly? The quality generally justifies the price. Still, if you're on a tight budget, just be mindful. Maybe pack some duty-free booze. And definitely take advantage of the free Wi-Fi to video-call every single person you know. You do that, right? Just me? Okay…
Okay, what was the *best* thing about your stay, and what was the *worst*? Be honest!
Alright, brace yourself, this is the raw, unfiltered truth. The *best* thing? Hands down, the staff. Seriously. Every single person I encountered was friendly, helpful, and genuinely seemed to care about making your stay amazing. The service was impeccable. They really went above and beyond. I have a particularly fond memory of one staff member, Maria, who was an absolute angel. She even saw me struggling with my suitcase (I’m a klutz, what can I say?) and offered to help. Such kindness! The worst? Hmm… this is a tough one. It's hard to find REAL faults. Okay, I have it! The *worst* thing was probably having to leave. That's a massive problem to have, isn't it? I wanted to stay forever. It was so hard to leave, I nearly missed my flight. But if I had to pick something REALLY bad, it would be when I tried to order pancakes from room service. I ordered them at 2 AM after a night of dancing. They came about half an hour later. I was so excited. And… they were cold! C-O-L-D. My worst nightmare. But even that was resolved as soon as I complained. They were replaced immediately, so they did a good job.
Would you go back? Seriously. Would you?
In a heartbeat. Absolutely, without a doubt, YES. I'm already planning my return! Even with the tiny flaws (the ants, the seagulls, the cold pancakes, the slight dent in my wallet), it was pure bliss. The memory of those perfect days… The beach, the food, the service… It was a proper escape. An escape to a truly idyllic location. So yeah, book it. Just do it. And for goodness sake, don't forget the sunscreen.
