Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Pestana Vila Sol Golf Resort, Vilamoura
Unbelievable… Maybe. A Rambling Review of Pestana Vila Sol Golf Resort, Vilamoura (Prepare Yourself!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this review of Pestana Vila Sol Golf Resort in Vilamoura is going to be less "polished travel brochure" and more "drunken aunt recounting a vacation." I'm talking honest, messy, and possibly a little bit too much information. Let's dive in, shall we?
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First Impressions… and the Great Elevator Debate:
First things first: arriving. The drive in was gorgeous, all winding roads and that vibrant Algarve sunshine. The resort itself looks impressive – sprawling, golf course views, very "luxury-lite." But let me tell you, my heart sank slightly as I approached reception. Not because of the staff (lovely, helpful, and genuinely smiley - a good start!), but because… well, the elevator situation.
Accessibility: This is where things get a bit… clunky. While the resort claims to be accessible, it’s a mixed bag. Wheelchair accessible? Yes, technically. Ramps are present, and the elevators are decent-sized. However, some of the pathways felt a bit tight, and I can imagine navigating the terrain could be challenging in certain areas. The golf carts they whisk you around in? Not exactly wheelchair-friendly, and the paths get a little uneven in places.
Rooms & Amenities – A Whirlwind of Contradictions (Mostly Good Ones!):
Okay, our room. Spacious. Beautiful. The bed was… chef's kiss. Extra long? You bet! Honestly, I could have slept there for a week, ignoring my life and responsibilities. Air conditioning? Glorious (it was August!). Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!? Yes, hallelujah! And it actually worked, unlike some places where you spend more time wrestling with the router than enjoying your vacation. (I actually did wrestle with the router at another resort once. It was traumatizing.)
Available in all rooms: The usual suspects were there: air-con, desk, safe, minibar (pricey!), coffee/tea (thank the stars!). But the bathroom. The separate shower and bathtub were heaven-sent after a long day of… well, mostly relaxing. Slippers and bathrobes? Yes, please! And the little toiletries? Top-notch (I'm a sucker for a good travel shampoo). Honestly, these small details really make a difference. The blackout curtains were SO good I slept through the alarm three times. I blame the incredibly comfy bed.
Internet: Internet access – LAN - I didn't touch, but the Internet access – wireless worked fine. Internet services: Ok.
A Few Gripes (Remember, Honesty is the Best Policy):
- The shower pressure could have been better. It’s a minor complaint, but I’m a shower snob.
- The toiletries almost ran out on day 4!
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (The Blissful Bits):
Right, let’s talk about the good stuff. The resort is absolutely designed for relaxation.
- Swimming Pool: The outdoor pool was HUGE (and they have a pool with a view!), clean, and teeming with sun loungers (always a bonus). I spent a significant amount of time there, alternating between swimming and reading. You guys, I actually finished a book! That's a vacation miracle.
- Spa: Okay, the spa… The menu of treatments was extensive (body scrub and body wrap, anyone?), from massages to facials. The sauna and steam room were divine.
- Gym/fitness: I intended to use the fitness centre, I really did. But those sun loungers. And the golf course. And the pool bar… Let's just say, my exercise routine wasn't exactly a priority.
- Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Glorious
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking (My Weakness):
Food is a huge part of any vacation for me (and I suspect, for you too).
- Restaurants: Several restaurants on site (A la carte in restaurant, buffet in restaurant,). The buffet breakfasts were a highlight – a vast spread of everything from Western breakfast to Asian options. The coffee shop offered delicious pastries.
- Bars: The poolside bar was dangerous. That happy hour? Even more dangerous. The cocktails were lethal in the best possible way. (Shameful confession: I may have forgotten some details from the second night.)
- Room Service: Available 24-hour, perfect for midnight snack cravings, or for nursing a hangover.
- Asian cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant, Soup in restaurant: I'm no food critic, but the options were abundant. I'll say that I would've liked a little more variety, but they had something for everyone.
The COVID-19 Factor: Cleanliness & Safety – Did They Do Enough?
Let's be real, traveling in the age of Covid is… complicated. Pestana Vila Sol gets a solid B+ in this area.
- Cleanliness: The resort was immaculate. Daily disinfection in common areas, rooms sanitized between stays, professional-grade sanitizing services – they weren't messing around. Everything felt squeaky clean, and I appreciated that.
- Safety Measures: Hand sanitizer stations were everywhere, staff wore masks (as did guests in indoor areas), and there was staff trained in safety protocol. Dining setups were also conscious.
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Individually-wrapped food options: Good.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Okay.
Important Note: I did not feel overwhelmingly unsafe, and I appreciated that the hotel was taking things seriously. However, no place is perfect, and it still involves risks.
Services & Conveniences (The Nitty-Gritty):
- Concierge: Super helpful. They sorted out everything from car rentals to restaurant bookings.
- Laundry Service & Dry Cleaning: Good if you're planning on staying a while.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Varied.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: Always a win.
- Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange: Convenient.
For the Kids (If You Have Them):
Family/child friendly is definitely the vibe. Babysitting service, Kids facilities, Kids meal: The resort seemed well-equipped to handle families. I didn't have any kids with me, but I saw plenty running around having a blast.
Getting Around:
- Airport Transfer: Easy and efficient.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: If you rent a car, it's easy enough to get around! Taxi service is also available.
The Verdict (And Why You Should Maybe Go, Maybe Not):
Pestana Vila Sol Golf Resort is a solid choice for a relaxing getaway in Vilamoura. It’s beautiful, comfortable, and offers a good range of amenities. The staff are generally well-meaning. The biggest issue is that it's not the most accessible, so that’s a major consideration if that is a factor.
Would I go back? Definitely. However, for someone looking for a truly accessible experience, I’d do some extra research into room types and accessibility details before booking.
P.S. If you see the bartender at the poolside bar, tell him I said "Salud!" And maybe apologize for the slightly slurred order on the second night. Just a thought.
Escape to Paradise: La Casona de la Roza Awaits in Spain!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your average travel itinerary. This is a therapy session masquerading as a trip to Pestana Vila Sol. Get ready for a rollercoaster, because I'm pretty sure I'm still recovering from the last one.
Pestana Vila Sol - Vilamoura: A (Mostly) Unfiltered Account
Day 1: Arrival and the "Luxury" of a Melted Travel Pack (aka, Welcome to Paradise…ish)
- Morning (ish): Fly, fly, fly! Oh, the glamour. Actually, the flight was fine, except for that screaming toddler who seemed to view the entire journey as a personal opera stage. Arrived in Faro, picked up a rental car that looked like it had seen better days (but hey, it functioned), and FINALLY found Pestana Vila Sol - after a minor GPS-induced panic attack involving a roundabout and a herd of sheep. Seriously, Portugal, embrace the roundabouts! They're a thing.
- Afternoon: Check-in. The reception area was lovely. The apartment, not quite as lovely. It was… functional. A touch dated, maybe? The "free travel pack" (shampoo, tiny conditioner, bar of soap, the essentials) had MELTED across everything in the bathroom, thanks to the Portuguese afternoon sun. Excellent. Already battling the existential dread that comes with unpacking. Took a deep breath, told myself it was “character”, and stared at the golf course. It looked… grassy. (More on that later).
- Late Afternoon: Exploration! A wander around the resort. The pool looked inviting, but I was still emotionally scarred from the travel pack. Found a cute little café for a coffee – strong, bitter, and perfect. Felt a spark of hope. Portugal was starting to charm me.
- Evening: Dinner at the resort restaurant. Food was… fine. Service, a little slow. I saw a man get up and shout for his bill, which made me feel considerably better about my general impatience. Sat there, watching the sun dip, feeling a strange serenity settle in. Actually, quite nice.
Day 2: Golf and the Eternal Struggle Between Hope and Hitting a Tiny Ball Really, Really Hard
- Morning: Golf! I am, to put it mildly, not a golfer. But, "When in Rome…" (or, you know, Vila Sol). Booked a beginner's lesson. My instructor, bless his heart, tried his best. Let’s just say my swing resembled a demented windmill. I spent more time chasing rogue golf balls than actually hitting them. The emotional rollercoaster was intense: frustration, fleeting moments of triumph (mostly by accident), and the overwhelming urge to just chuck the club into the nearest pond. The scenery was beautiful though – the course itself, the sunshine, the occasional glimpse of a happy, successful golfer…
- Lunch: Ate a sandwich by the pool. Watched a kid try to dunk a parent's head in the water. The whole scene was very cinematic.
- Afternoon: Pool time! Actually, this was great. Sun, a book, a cocktail (or two). The pool was clean, the sun was hot. I started feeling like maybe, just maybe, I could make this whole "vacation" thing work.
- Evening: Headed into Vilamoura. The marina! It’s… a lot. Yachts, expensive cars, people who clearly have more money than sense. It was fascinating, even if I felt a little out of place in my slightly sun-faded T-shirt. Ate seafood. It was… delicious. Definitely the highlight of the day.
Day 3: Culture, Sunburn, and a Deep Dive into Portuguese Doughnuts (and Regret)
- Morning: Day trip to Faro. Cobbled streets, charming shops, a cathedral that made me feel profoundly insignificant. I actually enjoyed myself; learned a bit about Portuguese history, and the architecture was beautiful. Did I mention the seagulls? They are everywhere and hungry.
- Lunch: In Faro. Found a local "tasca" -- a small, simple restaurant. The food? Amazing. The atmosphere? Authentic. I ate way too much. This led to…
- Afternoon: Sunburn. (Note to self: reapply sunscreen. Multiple times. Obsessively). Spent the rest of the afternoon nursing a mild case of lobster back in the apartment. The only solace was the tiny Nespresso machine, which I’d befriended.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: The doughnut incident. I’d been hearing about bolas de berlim (Portuguese custard doughnuts). Obsessed. Found a bakery. Bought three. Ate them ALL. The sugar rush was glorious for about 30 minutes, then came crashing down. The regret? Immense. Worth it? Sadly, yes.
- Evening: Forced myself to watch a sunset. Reflected on my life choices. Decided I needed more sleep.
Day 4: Pool, Packing, and the Sad Reality of Leaving
- Morning: Spent the whole morning by the pool. Trying to get my tan on, reading a trashy novel, and contemplating my imminent return to reality.
- Afternoon: Packing. The true definition of hell. Wondering where did all this stuff come from? The emotional baggage was the worst to pack, sadly.
- Late Afternoon: Last walk around the resort. Said goodbye to the golf course (you didn’t win this round, greens). Had one last coffee.
- Evening: Dinner at the resort again (convenience is a powerful thing, even when the food is just "fine"). Watched the sunset, feeling melancholy. Portugal had gotten to me. I was sad to leave, but glad to be going home.
Day 5: Departure
- Morning: Drive to the airport. Say goodbye to the sheep. Realize I'd left my favorite travel mug in the apartment. Sigh. Make a promise to return to Portugal (and maybe actually try to learn how to golf).
- Early Afternoon: On the plane. Reflecting on it all. Vilamoura and Vila Sol had been good to me. They're not perfect, but then again, neither am I.
Final Thoughts:
Pestana Vila Sol? It’s a mixed bag, just like life. The apartment could use an update, golfers are infuriating, and those doughnuts… But, the sunshine is glorious, the people are friendly, the food is delicious, and even the imperfections are part of the charm. Would I go back? Absolutely. Just need to remember extra sunscreen, and hide the travel pack. And maybe learn how to hit a golf ball. Maybe.
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Okay, so... Is it actually “Unbelievable” luxury? My bank account shudders at the phrase.
The Golf. Does my awful, embarrassing, slice-every-drive-into-the-woods game have a place there?
What are the rooms *really* like? Are we talking 'holiday inn with a fancy doorknob' or what?
The Food! Tell me about the food! I live to eat.
Spa time! Is the spa worth it, or is it just an overpriced facial factory?
What about the location? Am I stuck in the middle of nowhere?
Is it family-friendly? My kids are… well, let’s just say they’re *energetic*.
Anything else I should know before I go? Any REALLY helpful tips?
