Alexandria's BEST Sea View Apartments: Luxury Awaits!
Alexandria's BEST Sea View Apartments: Luxury… and a Rollercoaster! (My Honest Review)
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your average, sanitized hotel review. This is my review, and I'm gonna spill the tea on Alexandria's BEST Sea View Apartments – the place where "Luxury Awaits" supposedly. Spoiler alert: it does, but with more twists and turns than a James Bond car chase. Trust me.
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First things first: let's talk about the view. Oh. My. God. The view. I mean, stunning. Absolutely, drop-dead gorgeous. The Mediterranean stretched out before me like a shimmering, turqioise dream. Waking up to that every morning? Worth the price of admission alone. Seriously, the primary reason I booked was the view. And it delivered. (See: Swimming pool with a view!)
Accessibility: The Good… and the "Almost" Good
Right, so I'm not gonna lie, accessibility is a mixed bag. They say they're wheelchair accessible, and they have that little icon on Booking.com, but… let's just say it's more aspirational than perfectly executed. The elevator was a lifesaver, no arguing with that. The facilities for disabled guests are there, theoretically. I had to navigate a few tight corners and uneven surfaces. It wasn't bad, but definitely not the seamless experience some places promise. The staff did go out of their way to help when I needed it, carrying my bag (which was a huge bag. Thanks, Duty-Free). They were very helpful.
On-Site Grub & Guzzling: Eating My Way Around Alexandria (Literally)
Okay, food. Crucial. Absolutely vital. And here, we have some wins and… well, let's just say some learning opportunities. They boast multiple restaurants. I tried 'em all, naturally.
- The Buffet: Buffet in restaurant. This one was a classic. A glorious, carb-laden sprawl of questionable delights. The Asian breakfast was a pleasant surprise, you know, a nice little kick to the system in the morning.
- The "Fancy" Restaurant: A la carte in restaurant. This one was like a movie set. So, so fancy. Waiters in tuxedos, hushed tones, the works. The food was… Okay. Overpriced, but okay. The fish was good though!
- Poolside Bar: Poolside bar. Now this was my jam. The cocktails were strong, the snacks were plentiful (hello, Snack bar!), and the vibe was pure chill. Sun, sea, a Margarita in my hand… perfection. Coffee/tea in restaurant. Coffee wasn't amazing but hey, it's there.
- Room Service: Room service [24-hour]. Excellent when I was recovering from post-cocktail bliss.
Cleanliness & Safety: The Sanitization Olympics (Mostly Gold)
Alright, the COVID era has made us all obsessed, right? I was pleasantly surprised here. The staff are trained in safety protocol, and they take it seriously. The hand sanitizer was everywhere, the daily disinfection was definitely happening, and you could practically smell the anti-viral cleaning products. They even had individually-wrapped food options, which, let's be honest, feels like a luxury now. The room sanitization opt-out was a nice touch, too.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Day Gone Wild (in a Good Way)
This is where the "Luxury Awaits" marketing really kicks in. Spa/sauna? Check. Pool with view? Double check. Fitness center? Yep, it's there. (Though I only went once… ok, maybe twice. I spent more time at the Poolside bar anyway.)
The Spa itself was amazing. I got the Body scrub, the Massage, and I may or may not have fallen asleep in the Sauna (oops!). The Steamroom was fantastic. The view from the Swimming pool [outdoor] was, as you might expect, spectacular.
Rooms: My Sanctuary (With a Few Quirks!)
Now, the rooms… My room was like, a luxurious, well-appointed mini-palace. Check out my list of features.
- Air conditioning: ESSENTIAL!
- Free bottled water: Thank goodness!
- Wi-Fi [free]: Yay!
- Wake-up service: Sometimes good.
- Desk: Used it maybe once.
- Ironing facilities: Ha!
- Bathroom: HUGE.
- Mirror: lots of them!
- Hair dryer: Needed it!
- Mini bar: a lifesaver!
- Coffee/tea maker: Nice to have
- Refrigerator: Essential.
- Slippers: Nice touch!
- Extra long bed: Comfortable!
The Blackout curtains were a lifesaver, the Soundproofing was mostly effective (some noise from the street, but nothing major), and the Satellite/cable channels meant I could veg out and watch terrible reality TV. The Seating area was awesome and so was the Balcony. I had Internet access – wireless, of course.
The Quirks & Imperfections (Because Life Isn't Perfect!)
Okay, let's get real. It's not all sunshine and rainbows. There were a few hiccups:
- The Internet was patchy at times. Not a dealbreaker, but annoying when I had to work.
- A few times the Air conditioning wasn't working… and in a hot country, that is something to avoid.
- The Ironing service? Maybe I should have tried it?
Overall: Should You Go? (My Verdict)
Absolutely. Despite the minor imperfections, the Alexandria's BEST Sea View Apartments is a winner. The view is worth the trip alone. The staff are fantastic, the food (mostly) delicious, and the spa is a slice of heaven. I had a blast.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars. (Minus half a star for the uneven accessibility and internet issues, but still a solid score!)
Would I go back? Without a doubt. Just, you know, maybe with a slightly better sense of humour and a strong tolerance for overpriced cocktails. Book it. Enjoy it. And tell them I sent you!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this Alexandria adventure? Yeah, it's not going to be some perfectly curated Instagram feed. This is the REAL DEAL, with all the bumps, sunburns, and questionable food choices you can handle. We're talking about a week in those fancy-pants Alexandria Luxury Apartments Gleem Direct Sea View, and trust me, it's going to be anything but glamorous.
Alexandria Adventure: A Totally Unprofessional Itinerary
Day 1: Arrival and Immediate Panic Buying
- Morning (ish): Okay, so the flight from [insert location, probably somewhere miserable] was… an experience. Let's just say the toddler behind me discovered the joys of screaming at 2 AM, and I’m pretty sure I saw the flight attendant roll her eyes at me. Finally, CAIRO! Oh, wait, then the four-hour transfer to Alexandria. My luggage seems to have gone AWOL. Great start!
- Afternoon: Finally! Arrived at the Alexandria Luxury Apartments. Gleem Direct Sea View. Sounds posh, right? The lobby is… impressive. Marble, chandeliers, the whole shebang. Still no luggage. But the view… whoa. The Mediterranean stretches out forever, and I'm already hooked. Drop my stuff (what little I had!) and immediately venture out. First order of business? Food. And SIM card. Because, you know, priorities.
- Evening: After frantically downloading a translation app and point myself in the direction of something that looked like food, I find a little hole-in-the-wall serving the most amazing koshari I've ever tasted. Seriously, I’m not even ashamed to say I ordered seconds. The locals? Staring. Probably thinking, "Tourist." Followed by the most frantic grocery run ever. Because I'm already running low on my emergency snacks, and my stomach is a bottomless pit.
Day 2: Majestic Ruins and Questionable Seafood
- Morning: Right, time to embrace the history! We brave the crowds and head to the incredible ruins of the Catacombs of Kom El Shoqafa. It's genuinely breathtaking. The mix of Roman, Greek, and Egyptian influences is mind-blowing. And I'm sweating buckets. I'm pretty sure my mascara is currently migrating down my face. Totally worth it, though. Just try not to get lost. I nearly did.
- Afternoon: Library of Alexandria. Majestic. Mind-blowing. I spent HOURS just wandering around, soaking in the atmosphere. The place is full of tourists, and me. Trying to find a quiet spot and read, but the world is a loud place. But even then, it's an inspiring space, and I just felt so… well, tiny, in the face of all that knowledge.
- Evening: Ah, seafood. I’d heard good things, and the restaurant had a great view. But let's just say the calamari was… chewy. And the fish? Well, let's just say my stomach is currently staging a minor revolt. The sunset, however, was stunning, the kind of beauty that makes you forget your food-related woes. (Almost.)
Day 3: Beach Bliss (and Sand Everywhere)
- Morning: Finally! Beach day! The apartment is literally steps from the sand, and the sea is sparkling. And for about 15 minutes, I was living my best life, sunbathing, and pretending to be glamorous. Then the wind picked up. And the sand. Oh, the sand. It got everywhere. In my hair, my shorts, my sandwich. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be finding sand for weeks.
- Afternoon: I tried water sports. I failed. Spectacularly. I think I spent more time underwater than above. I’m pretty sure the instructor was trying not to laugh. Great memories, though!
- Evening: Decided to go the simple route for dinner and grabbed a pizza. Pizza is always good, even in Egypt.
Day 4: Citadel and the Art of Haggling (and Failure)
- Morning: Qaitbay Citadel. This place is impressive. The stone is so old; you can feel the history. And the views are just… wow. I spent ages wandering around, imagining all the battles and stories that had played out there.
- Afternoon: The souk! Aka, the market! This is where things get… interesting. I decide to buy some souvenirs. Now, I'm not a haggler by nature. I'm more of a "take the first price" kind of person. But I make an effort. I try. It's a total disaster. I end up paying far too much for a scarf that I could probably get for a quarter of the price. But hey, the seller seemed happy. I have to admire their ability to get the money.
- Evening: Back to the apartment for an early night. Exhausted from the souk.
Day 5: Day Trip Shenanigans (and Getting Lost!)
- Morning: Decided to take a day trip. To where? Somewhere. Anywhere. A town with a beach. The drive was… lengthy. And the local buses? Let’s just say they have a unique understanding of personal space.
- Afternoon: Got lost. Utterly, hopelessly lost. I'm pretty sure I walked for miles in the wrong direction, armed with nothing but a rapidly depleting phone battery and a growing sense of panic. Eventually, I found a kind local who directed me back to… well, somewhere.
- Evening: Back in Alexandria. Exhausted. And hungry. So, I order room service. Because I deserve it.
Day 6: Another Beach – And Another Disaster
- Morning: I was ready for a good, chill beach day. This time, I thought, it will be better. I remembered to wear sunscreen, and a hat, and everything. The sun was glorious, the waves were gentle. Bliss. Until… I stumbled onto a jellyfish! Thankfully, not a bad sting, but still! The water can be evil sometimes.
- Afternoon: My attempts to get a tan ended up with me turning into a lobster. So, hiding in the shade for the last few hours. Reading. I am glad I got some time to relax before I have to get home.
- Evening: Trying to finish all the Egyptian food I can before going back! So, ordered some takeout, found a nice spot to sit and watch the sunset.
Day 7: Leaving Alexandria… and the Eternal Memory
- Morning: Packing. The dreaded task. Saying goodbye to the apartment. And packing up all my mess. Going through all the stuff I bought; I probably don't need it at all.
- Afternoon: Off to the airport, and trying to be cheerful. The end!
- Evening: Time to head home. Reflecting on all the amazing things I saw. And the things that went wrong. And the things that went right. And the fact that I'd go back in a heartbeat. Alexandria, you magnificent, chaotic, frustrating, beautiful beast. You got under my skin. You made me laugh. You made me sweat. You made me want more. And that, my friends, is a pretty good trip.
Alexandria's BEST Sea View Apartments: Luxury Awaits! (Um...Maybe?) - FAQs with a Dose of Reality
Okay, so the brochure *screams* "luxury." Is it actually luxurious, or am I just paying for a really, really nice view?
Alright, let's get real. "Luxury" is a subjective term, right? Like, what's luxurious to *me* might be a standard Tuesday for some trust fund kid. The view? Unquestionably stunning. You'll swear you can practically *taste* the Mediterranean breeze. Seriously, watching the sunset from that balcony made me tear up the first time. (Yes, I'm that dramatic.)
But. And there’s always a but, isn't there? The "luxury" part... can be a little… uneven. The appliances? Mostly top-notch, except the dishwasher, which appears to have a personal vendetta against my dishes. And the concierge? Bless his heart, he tries. But sometimes, he's about as helpful as a chocolate teapot. You're really paying for the *potential* for luxury, the promise of it. Let's say the bones are good, and the view is breathtaking, but you better be prepared to roll up your sleeves a little. (And maybe learn to hand-wash dishes, just in case.)
What about the location? Is it *actually* near everything, or is "everything" a thirty-minute taxi ride away?
Location, location, location! They’re shouting it from the rooftops, and for the most part, it’s true. You *are* close to some decent restaurants and even a (slightly dodgy, but hey, it’s Alexandria!) local market. I love being able to wander down to the Corniche whenever I want. Romantic, right?
However, "everything" takes on a different meaning when your definition of 'everything' includes a decent supermarket. Or good coffee. Finding a decent latte near these apartments is like searching for a Yeti in downtown Alexandria – theoretically possible, but good luck. So, yeah, if you like instant coffee and instant noodles, you're golden. Otherwise, you’ll be making friends with the taxi drivers. Prepare for traffic – and maybe learn a few Arabic phrases. Trust me, it helps. Also, be prepared for the occasional power outage. It's part of the charm!
Are the apartments really soundproof? I have a sensitive soul (and neighbours who love…well, whatever they love).
Soundproof? Ha! Let's just say the walls are...thin. Very thin. I have a neighbor who practices the drums. At 3 AM. And I swear, I can hear their conversations like they're sitting in *my* living room. (Side note: I really, *really* hope they're not talking about me.)
The upside? You’ll quickly learn the local gossip. The downside? You might develop a permanent twitch. Bring earplugs. Actually, bring industrial-strength earplugs. And maybe a lawyer. Just in case. I kid! (Mostly.)
Is there a gym? And if so, is it actually usable? Or just a room with rusty weights and a broken treadmill?
Yes, there's a gym. And, to my amazement (and utter relief), it's actually…decent! Okay, it's not a five-star, state-of-the-art fitness center, but they have the basics. Treadmills, weights, even a rowing machine that *mostly* works. I've spent hours staring out at the sea while pretending to be in a rowing regatta. It's… therapeutic, in a weird, slightly sweaty way.
The catch? It can get crowded. And the air conditioning sometimes decides to take a vacation. So, bring water, a towel, and a good dose of patience. And try not to judge the questionable music choices too harshly. (Seriously, who's listening to Euro-pop in a gym in Alexandria?!)
What's the deal with the Wi-Fi? Reliable, or a constant source of existential dread?
Oh, the Wi-Fi. Ah, the Wi-Fi. It's the one thing that can consistently send me spiraling into a rage. It’s like a grumpy old cat: sometimes it purrs, sometimes it hisses, and most of the time, it just…disappears. I’ve lost entire days – *days* – wrestling with the router. I've tried everything: rebooting, cursing, sacrificing small electronics to the internet gods…nothing works consistently.
The speed? Let's just say downloading a movie takes longer than building the pyramids. So, if you're a digital nomad, prepare to become a very patient digital nomad. Or, you know, invest in a satellite dish. And a strong therapist. Because you *will* need one. (I’m seeing one now– thanks, Wi-Fi!). In all seriousness though, try to get your own internet, some residents are fortunate to have great internet providers.
Let's talk the elevators. Do they actually *work*? Because sometimes I just wanna get to my apartment.
Oh, honey, the elevators. They are the *epitome* of the Alexandria experience, a rollercoaster of anxiety and unexpected intimacy. Sometimes they work like a dream, gliding smoothly, efficiently. Other times….well, let's just say you'll get very, very familiar with the other residents. And your own existential dread.
One time, I got stuck with a family of eight and a very large, very fragrant fish. For an hour. An hour! We bonded. We sang Arabic folk songs. We discussed the merits of various types of hummus. It was… memorable. So, yeah, the elevators are a gamble. But hey, at least they provide great conversation starters. And if you have a phobia of small spaces, maybe consider a ground-floor apartment. Seriously. Or get *very* good at climbing stairs.
Overall, would you recommend living here? Like, honestly?
Okay, here’s the deal. Despite the dishwasher’s personal vendetta, the internet's moodiness, the elevator's occasional drama, and the sound-proofing issues, and despite the (sometimes) questionable "luxury" aspects... yes. I would.
Because that view. That glorious, soul-soothing, breathtaking view. It makes everything else…worth it. The sunsets are *unreal*. You can sit on your balcony and watch the ships come in, feel the sea breeze on your skin, and feel…something. Peace. Joy. Or just a really strong urge for another cup of coffee.
It's not perfect. It's messy. It’s sometimes frustrating. But it’s Alexandria. And Alexandria, with all its quirks and imperfections,Stayin The Heart
