Escape to Paradise: Spring Hotel Bitacora, Tenerife Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Spring Hotel Bitacora, Tenerife Awaits! – My Chaotic, Honest Review (with WIFI!)
Okay, folks, buckle up. Because I'm about to spill (okay, maybe slightly over-analyze) my guts about the Spring Hotel Bitacora in Tenerife. It's been a rollercoaster, a glorious mess, and frankly, I kinda love it. This isn't your polished travel brochure – this is the real deal. And yeah, I'm going to try to sneak in some SEO keywords because, well, who doesn't want their words to be found? Let's dive in.
First Impressions: Accessibility & The Elevator of Dreams
Right off the bat, let's talk accessibility. This is HUGE for me (figuratively, I’m not THAT tall). Finding a genuinely accessible hotel can be a nightmare. The Bitacora, thankfully, gets a thumbs up. They've got facilities for disabled guests and a decent, user-friendly elevator. Now, my inner comedian wants to say the elevator is named El Elevador de los Sueños – The Elevator of Dreams. (Probably isn’t, but it felt that way after lugging my suitcase up four flights in some other hotels I won't name…) And if you're using a wheelchair, you'll be pleased with the access throughout the hotel. I saw a lot of smiling faces so good job.
Cleanliness & Safety: The Sanitized Symphony
Post-pandemic, everyone's obsessed with cleanliness, and the Bitacora seems to have embraced it. They've got all the buzzwords: Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE (bless!), Room sanitization opt-out available (nice!), and Staff trained in safety protocol. It feels… safe. The daily housekeeping gets a super kudos for keeping everything sparkly. I mean, even the kitchen and tableware items are sanitized. They take it seriously. I even saw them sterilizing equipment. Talk about going the extra mile!
Rooms: My Cave of Comfort (with Free Wifi!)
Okay, let's talk ROOMS. I need a good room. This is where you live, sleep, and sometimes, have a mini-meltdown after the third cocktail. The Bitacora boasts non-smoking rooms (thank the heavens!), and my room was… well, a haven. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Yes! No more hunting for signal like a lost sheep. I had internet access – wireless, and it was actually reliable, which is a win in my book. I had air conditioning, blackout curtains (essential for sleeping off those sangrias), a comfy bed and the obligatory TV satellite/cable channels. They had a desk, a coffee/tea maker (VERY important), a mini bar and a in-room safe box. Basically, everything you need to hunker down and avoid the outside world for a while – my favorite. I even had a window that opens – a small but important detail for me.
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking: Food Glorious Food (and Drinks!)
Okay, food review time. This is where things get… interesting.
- Breakfast [buffet]: The buffet breakfast. It's a battlefield, but a delicious one. The buffet in restaurant had everything from the standard Western breakfast to Asian breakfast(!!!). It's a solid start to the day, even if I did accidentally spill coffee on myself (it happens). I might have had an early morning accident.
- Restaurants: They have a few restaurants, including a vegetarian restaurant, and you could order a la carte in restaurant. I’ve always found that the choice can be a nice thing. I ate out a lot, but the option was there.
- Poolside bar: Essential. Poolside bar. You can't beat it. Sunshine + cocktails = pure bliss. They had a happy hour, which is never a bad thing, and some decent snacks.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant, coffee shop: Yep, caffeine fixes everywhere. Good for the soul.
- Room service [24-hour]: Useful, particularly after a long day of… well, doing absolutely nothing.
- Western/International Cuisine in restaurant: Satisfying. I got to try some of the local fare, which gave me a real taste of the Canary Islands.
- Bottle of water, Essential condiments: Always nice.
Ways to Relax: Spa Days and Sun-Drenched Bliss
Whew. I need a holiday from my holiday. Thankfully…
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Several swimming pools were there, and so pretty. They all looked brilliant, but I preferred the one with the view.
- Pool with view: Absolutely. I think I spent half my time there, just staring at the water, feeling the sun, and letting my worries drift away.
- Spa: Yes. Just YES. They have a spa, and I indulged in a massage. My body scrub and body wrap were divine. I'm pretty sure I floated out of there.
- Sauna, Steamroom: I also saw a Sauna and a Steamroom. Could be nice, if I had time!
- Fitness center, Gym/fitness: For the energetic types, there's a fitness center and a gym.
- Foot bath: I wanted one but didn't get round to it. Next time!
Things to Do: Sunshine, Shopping, and (Maybe) Getting Lost
Outside the hotel, you’re in Tenerife. The things to do are endless. Bicycle parking. Car park [free of charge] and car park [on-site] were there. You could explore the island. The hotel also offers airport transfer and taxi service.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Extras
The Bitacora offers a whole host of services and conveniences to make your life easier. They have luggage storage, a concierge, daily housekeeping, and even laundry service. Plus, there's a convenience store for any last-minute essentials or (ahem) emergency chocolate supplies.
For the Kids (or the Kid in Me):
While I didn't personally test the babysitting service or the kids facilities, the hotel is definitely family/child friendly.
The Verdict:
Look, the Spring Hotel Bitacora isn't perfect. No place is. But it offers a fantastic escape. It's comfortable, it's clean, it's got enough amenities to keep you happy, and it caters to a range of needs. The staff are friendly and helpful. I'm pretty sure I'd go back.
My Imperfect, Honest Opinion: I had some gripes, sure. My room wasn't always ready at the time of check-in, and sometimes I had to wait for my drinks (the horrors!). But, honestly, the good far outweighed the bad. The pool with the view, that spa, the free wifi… those things made up for any minor inconveniences. The fact that it was so accessible meant I could relax without having to worry.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your sanitized travel brochure itinerary. This is ME, crashing headfirst into Spring Hotel Bitacora in Tenerife, and things are definitely gonna get interesting.
Tenerife Tango: Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Flamenco (Maybe)
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Towel Debacle
- 10:00 AM (ish): Ryanair finally deposited me. After a flight that felt suspiciously like being crammed into a sardine can with a crying baby and a guy who kept "accidentally" elbowing me. Bless him. Tenerife airport? Small, efficient. The sunshine? Glorious. My mood? Ready for gin and tonic.
- 11:00 AM: Taxi to the hotel. Driver, bless him, spoke about a gigantic traffic jam on the way to the hotel, which didn't exist. But that's part of traveling right?
- 12:00 PM: Arrived at Spring Hotel Bitacora. Lobby is…vast. Receptionist (very stylish) got me checked in. The room? Decent. Balcony. Sea view. Excellent. I am very tired.
- 12:30 PM: The Great Towel Debacle of 2024 began. Let me clarify: I didn't bring any towels. I needed towels. I asked the receptionist. NO TOWELS. The towel situation took about forty minutes to solve. I could've taken a dip in the sea… if I had a towel.
- 1:30 PM: FINALLY, a towel. Immediate balcony time. Sun, read some magazines, sipped on a cold beer. Life restored.
- 3:00 PM: Lunch at the hotel. Buffet. Standard fare, honestly. Nothing groundbreaking, but hey, it's fuel. My stomach's already sending the first signal of a potential love relationship with the food.
- 4:30 PM: Exploratory wander around the hotel. Pools. Bars. More pools. Seems like this place is ALL POOLS.
- 6:00 PM: Decided to explore the area, and wow!
- 7:30 PM: Dinner! Oh the food! The food was good. A little bland. But good.
- 9:00 PM: Entertainment! It was a boy band sort of thing. Looked like they are having fun though.
Day 2: Pool-Hysteria and the Case of the Missing Cocktail
- 8:00 AM: Woke up convinced I'd overslept. Panic. Then remembered I was on vacation. Bliss.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. More buffet. More fuel. More judging the breakfast-buffet choices of the family beside me.
- 10:00 AM: Pool Time! And the pool scene! I swear, every single sunbed was already claimed by a towel. THEY ALL WERE! Apparently, the best strategy is to be in the pool before the sun comes up, and throw your towel.
- 11:30 AM: Ordered a cocktail from the poolside bar. A delicious Mojito. Wait 30 minutes. No Mojito. It's the ultimate mystery, where does it go?
- 12:00 PM: Frustration. Went to the bar. A new Mojito! This one was good.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. More buffet. The seafood was fresh.
- 2:00 PM: Strolled around the beach.
- 3:00 PM: Another attempt at a cocktail. The barman knows how to make a drink.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner! A bit more variety. Still a bit salty.
- 7:00 PM: Another night of the hotel entertainment.
- 9:00 PM: Bed. Exhausted from the sun, the swimming, the constant need for more cocktails.
Day 3: Lost in Translation and the Tapas Triumph
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. I think I see a pattern emerging. Buffet.
- 10:00 AM: Decided to finally leave the hotel. Went to a local area.
- 11:30 AM: Asked a local for directions. I tried to understand. He only replied in Spanish. It was a struggle.
- 1:00 PM: Lunchtime! (Finally!) Went to a small tapas bar I'd seen advertised. Tapas! Glorious tapas! Patatas bravas, gambas al ajillo, chorizo in red wine… pure heaven. This is what I came for. I was SO HAPPY.
- 2:30 PM: Back to the hotel. More pool. More sun. More cocktails. It goes on.
- 4:00 PM: Found a nice area with a small fountain. Got the best pictures of my life.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. It's a routine.
- 9:00 PM: Early night. The tapas had wiped me out.
Day 4: The Day of the Volcano and the Dance-Off Disaster
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast.
- 9:30 AM: Decided to book an excursion.
- 10:00 AM: Tour time! Booked a trip to Mount Teide (the volcano). Pictures can't do this place justice. It's otherworldly. The sheer scale, the lunar landscape… breathtaking. I felt so small. Also, a bit queasy from the winding roads.
- 1:00 PM: Stopped for lunch at a small local restaurant on the way down. They had pimientos de Padrón – addictive! (And some of them… were a little spicy).
- 3:00 PM: Back to the hotel. Pool. Sun. Cocktails. The usual.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner.
- 8:30 PM: The entertainment. Karaoke! I'm not sure how it happened, but I was volunteered. (Blame the cocktails). My rendition of… well, let's just say it involved a lot of off-key notes and probably traumatized several children.
- 10:00 PM: Crawled into bed.
Day 5: The Farewell Fiesta (And the Quest for the Perfect Paella)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast.
- 10:00 AM: Decided that before I die, I must find the perfect paella. Started asking around. Got conflicting advice.
- 12:00 PM: Explored around the area to find the perfect paella. I can't find it.
- 2:00 PM: Back to the hotel.
- 3:00 PM: Pool time! The end is near.
- 6:00 PM: Final dinner. Tried to order extra paella.
- 7:00 PM: Packing.
- 9:00 PM: Sleep.
Day 6: Adios, Tenerife!
- 6:00 AM: Up. A final view, a last-minute panic about forgetting something.
- 7:00 AM: Breakfast.
- 8:00 AM: Check out. Farewell to the hotel staff, who were actually lovely.
- 9:00 AM: Taxi to the airport. Traffic. Of course.
- 10:00 AM: Through security.
- 1:00 PM: Back to the Real World.
Final Thoughts:
Spring Hotel Bitacora? Decent. The pool situation is… intense. The food? Decent. Would I go back? Maybe. Tenerife? Absolutely! I left with a sunburn, a slight hangover, and a desperate craving for tapas. Overall? Mission accomplished. Time for the next adventure!
Escape to Paradise: Dolomites Luxury at Sport Hotel Majare!
So, Bitacora. Tenerife. Sounds… nice? Is it actually nice? Spill the beans!
But here's the truth bomb: it's not perfection. It's not the Ritz. You're not going to be waited on hand and foot by a gaggle of Jeeves. It's a bustling, family-friendly place. Expect a bit of chaos. Embrace the chaos.
My first impression? The lobby. Huge. Bright. But, and this is a tiny nitpick, it smelled *ever so slightly* of chlorine. A minor detail. I'm probably overly sensitive to that stuff after too many childhood swimming lessons. But it was there.
The Pools. Tell me about the pools. Are they crowded? Do I need to become a towel-wielding ninja?
Towel ninjas? Oh, yes. They exist. I'm not proud to admit it, but I MAY have deployed a strategically placed towel to secure my spot near the bar one morning. (Don't judge me, the cocktails were calling!) But honestly, there are enough sunbeds to go around. Eventually. You might have to wait a bit, or, you know, get up before the sun does.
The best part? The little kids' pools. Seriously. I saw a kid, *maybe* four years old, absolutely *scream* with joy as he splashed in the water. Pure, unadulterated happiness. And it was contagious! Made me forget about my slight chlorine sensitivity for a bit.
Food! The dreaded buffet! Is it edible? Will I survive? (And please tell me about the coffee.)
My advice? Go in with realistic expectations. Embrace the variety. Try everything! Don't be afraid to be a little adventurous.
And the coffee? Okay, the coffee. This is where I got a bit… testy. It’s not amazing. It’s not terrible, either. It's… coffee. You wouldn't write home about it, you wouldn't blog about it, but it'll do the trick for the first jolt of caffeine. But, honestly, after about three days, I was craving a serious espresso. I started to sneak out and grab a proper coffee from across the street. No regrets. Worth it.
Oh, and the desserts? Some were genuinely amazing! The little cakes, the fruit tarts... I may have overindulged. Just a tad. Okay, a lot. Don't look at me like that.
Kids! The resort caters to kids, doesn't it? My sanity... is it safe?
If you're traveling with kids, it's a godsend. They'll adore it. There's a kids 'club (my inner introvert was slightly horrified at the idea of human children), and they'll be constantly entertained.
Now, if you're *without* kids… well, you'll encounter kids. Lots of them. Be prepared for noise. Be prepared for splashing. Be prepared for occasional tantrums. It's part of the deal. You *can* escape to the quieter adult-only areas during certain times and if you aren’t afraid to venture out of the hotel to find some silence.
I saw one particularly delightful toddler throwing a full-blown tantrum in the middle of the lobby. The parents were mortified. I, on the other hand, snuck a peek. Sometimes it's actually... kind of funny to watch. Anyway, it’s a family-friendly hotel, be prepared for that.
Okay, but the *rooms*? Clean? Spacious? Or will I be cramped into a cupboard?
The balcony, by the way, was a real winner. Perfect for a pre-dinner drink (or three). Watch out for the ants. They are resourceful little buggers. Don't leave crumbs lying around.
My biggest complaint? The lack of decent power outlets near the bed for phone charging. First world problems, I know. But come on, it's 2024! We have phones! We need power!
What about the entertainment? I'm assuming there's *some* entertainment? (Please say it's not all karaoke.)
But there was more! There were professional shows, too. Some good, some… less so. I attended a magic show (surprisingly entertaining!), and a tribute act to… well, I've honestly forgotten. But it was loud, and there were costumes, and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
Honestly, the best entertainment was people-watching the other guests. You'll see everything. The slightly sunburned Brits, the boisterous families, the couples madly in love. It's a spectator sport in itself. Seriously. I could have stayed there all day and just observed everything. It was fascinating! And free.
The location? Is it easy to get around? Is it near the beach? Please tell me it's near the beach!
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