Escape to Cape May: Your Dream Virginia Hotel Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the opulent, the accessible, and the potentially chaotic world of [Hotel Name - Let's pretend it's called "The Golden Phoenix"]. This isn't your sanitized, corporate-speak review. This is the unvarnished truth, seasoned with a healthy dose of "did-they-really-think-this-was-a-good-idea?" and "OMG, that massage…"
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(Deep Breath) Alright, Let's Get Messy:
First impressions. ALWAYS. You know? They're a big deal. Walking into The Golden Phoenix… well, it was… gold. Like, a lot of gold. Maybe a bit too gold. My eyes needed sunglasses. But, okay, grand entrance, check. The front desk was all polished smiles and hushed tones. (Side note: I'm pretty sure I saw a doorman judging my slightly crumpled t-shirt. Rude.)
Accessibility - The Good, The Bad, and the Slightly Confusing:
- Wheelchair Accessible: This is where The Golden Phoenix gets some serious points. Elevators everywhere, ramps, wide hallways. They seem to have put thought into making it truly accessible. HOWEVER… a slight imperfection the pool area, while beautiful, felt like a bit of an afterthought in terms of accessibility. Getting to the "pool with a view" was… well, let's just say it involved a bit of a trek. And sometimes the hotel just forgot about putting in some key buttons or ramps.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: Beyond the physical layout, they said they offered assistance, which is promising. I didn’t personally need the services, but the availability is a good starting point.
- Access: The main entrance seemed easy enough to get in and out of! And of course, as mentioned above, there seem to be helpful elevators.
On-Site Restaurants/Lounges - Food, Glorious… Food?
- Restaurants: They've got a whole FLOCK of restaurants. Like a buffet that looked like something out of a movie (probably a good one). A fancy international joint (with a wine list that could bankrupt a small nation), a vegetarian restaurant (hallelujah!), an Asian cuisine restaurant (so much deliciousness), and a snack bar that I may have spent too much time at.
- Buffet in restaurant: The buffet was. a sight to behold. Honestly. I'm not a fan of buffets in general, but this was an experience. But I also saw someone use a hand to take food from the buffet, the hygiene certifications, maybe some improvement is needed.
- Poolside Bar & Happy Hour: These are essential. Cocktails by the pool, with the afternoon sun beating down? Yes, please. The happy hour deals were decent, too. I may or may not have accidentally stayed for two happy hours. Don't judge me. That's a judgment-free zone, right?
- Asian breakfast: This was awesome. I love Asian food and I enjoy trying new things.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: always a good choice.
Dining, Drinking & Snacking - More Food Ramblings!
- A la carte in restaurant: Fine choice. Food was good.
- Alternative meal arrangement: Perfect for families.
- Breakfast [buffet]: Good.
- Bottle of water: Gotta stay hydrated!
- Room service [24-hour]: Lifesaver. Especially after those aforementioned happy hours. Menu was extensive, service was prompt. The late-night burger? Perfection.
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Made me feel slightly more at ease about the buffet situation.
- Desserts in restaurant: Excellent. Don't skip the desserts. Just… don't.
- Vegetarian and Asian cuisine in restaurant: great choices
- Soup and salad in restaurant: A good option.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax - Ah, Bliss… Mostly.
- Spa: Okay, listen up. This is where The Golden Phoenix redeemed itself. The spa was an absolute haven. Seriously. The treatments… oh, the treatments.
- Massage: The massage was one of the best massages I've ever had. I could tell a lot of care went into the experience. I walked around feeling like a limp noodle for the rest of the day but who cares? Pure, unadulterated bliss. I'm still dreaming about it. If you go to The Golden Phoenix only for the massage, it's worth it.
- Body wrap & Body scrub: Also highly recommended.
- Pool with view: the view was great! Perfect for relaxing.
- Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Foot bath: Good for all kinds of experiences.
- Couple's room: Ideal for couples.
- Fitness Center & Gym/fitness: Yeah, it had a gym. I looked briefly and decided that lounging by the pool was a far superior workout. (No judgment, again!)
- Swimming Pool & Swimming Pool [outdoor]: Both were lovely. The outdoor pool was stunning, and I spent a significant amount of time there perfecting the art of doing absolutely nothing.
- Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: I was too busy getting massages to partake, but they looked inviting—good options for relaxation.
Cleanliness and Safety - The COVID Tango:
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Sterilizing equipment, Hygiene certification, Daily disinfection in common areas, Rooms sanitized between stays, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Safe dining setup, Staff trained in safety protocol, Hand sanitizer, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: They were VERY serious about hygiene, and I appreciated it. Lots of hand sanitizer stations, staff masked and gloved, the works. It felt safe.
- Individually-wrapped food options & Breakfast takeaway service: Good options in the event you want to eat at the room.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: It's nice to have the option.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services: Good.
Services and Conveniences - The Nitty-Gritty:
- Internet: Free Wi-Fi in the room! I was very happy about that. (And strong Wi-Fi.)
- Air conditioning in public area and room: Excellent. This is non-negotiable.
- Concierge: Helpful, but sometimes a bit… overzealous in their recommendations. (Seriously, how many temple tours can one person handle?)
- Cash withdrawal & Currency exchange: Useful, but probably overpriced.
- Daily housekeeping: My room was pristine every day, which was appreciated.
- Elevator: Essential.
- Facilities for disabled guests: As mentioned above, there seemed to be good implementation.
- Food delivery: Nice option, but I never tried it.
- Laundry and Ironing service: Good for maintaining a clean look.
- Meeting/banquet facilities/ Meetings/ Indoor venue for special events: Great for groups!
- On-site event hosting: It’s a big hotel.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always use the safe!
- Smoking area: Yup.
- Terrace: Nice place to hang out.
Available in all rooms - You Know, the Basics…And More:
- Air conditioning & Alarm clock: Good.
- Bathroom phone: Who uses those anymore? (Answer: Probably no one, but okay.)
- Bathrobes & Slippers: Always appreciated. Adds to the "luxury" vibe.
- Coffee/tea maker & Complimentary tea: Score!
- Daily housekeeping & Desk: Good.
- Hair dryer and Hair dryer: Useful.
- In-room safe box: Use it!
- Internet access – LAN & Internet access – wireless (Wi-Fi [free]): Good.
- Ironing facilities: Very important.
- Mini bar & Free bottled water: Needed.
- Non-smoking & Smoke detector: Great.
- Private bathroom, Separate shower/bathtub & Shower: Very good.
- Satellite/cable channels: Ok, never used it.
- Seating area: Good for relaxing.
- Soundproofing: Wonderful!
- Toiletries: Good.
- Wake-up service: Didn't need it, but nice to know it's there.
- Window that opens: fresh air.
**For the Kids
Sosua Paradise: Private Pool Villa Awaits! (Casati Pearl House)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your sterilized, brochure-perfect itinerary. This is Virginia Hotel, Cape May, NJ, through the bleary, slightly-sunburned eyes of someone who's perpetually craving a good cup of coffee and a laugh. Let's get this show on the road…or rather, the cobblestone streets:
Day 1: Arrival of Anxiety and Awkward Charm
- 10:00 AM - The Great Drive-In Delusion: "Okay, honey, this time, no yelling at the GPS." Famous last words. The drive down was a blur of wrong turns (blame the construction!), questionable rest stop coffee (it tasted like burnt sadness), and my growing suspicion that my luggage was plotting against me. We finally pulled up to the Virginia Hotel, and it was stunning. Seriously. Like, "pinch me, I'm dreaming" stunning. But, as my brain loves to remind me, something beautiful always comes with a side of crushing anxiety.
- 11:30 AM - Check-In Shenanigans: The lobby. Oh, the lobby. Imagine a Wes Anderson movie, but with actual people and the faint scent of old books. The staff? Utterly charming, but I swear I mumbled, "Uh, yeah, reservation… uh… me? " and they still managed to keep a straight face. Success!
- 12:00 PM - Room Reveal and Interior Panic: The room was even more gorgeous than the pictures. Four-poster bed? Check. Fireplace (unused, for fear of burning the whole place down)? Check. But then, the intrusive thoughts started. "Is this too fancy? Am I supposed to know how to behave in a place like this? What if I spill wine on the white bedspread?!" I spent a solid five minutes pacing, before collapsing dramatically onto the aforementioned, pristine bed.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch at the Ebbitt Room (and, a little bit, existential dread): The Ebbitt Room is, well, the place to be. And naturally, I felt like a fish out of water. The portions were surprisingly massive and, despite my best efforts, I accidentally spilled a drop of Cabernet on my sleeve. I swear, every eye in the room snapped to me. The food was delicious, though. The scallops were cooked to absolute perfection and I almost cried.
- 3:00 PM - Exploring the Town After my Mood Stabilized: Cape May is cute. Like, Hallmark movie cute. I spent an hour wandering, taking pictures to pretend to be a seasoned traveler, resisting the urge to buy every kitsch item I saw. The architecture is magnificent - Victorian lace everywhere. I'd read so much about this place! It really does live up to expectations.
- 5:00 PM - Pre-Dinner Cocktails at the Veranda: The Veranda is pure bliss. We settled in with some amazing cocktails while watching the sunset. The sun was gorgeous. I think I relaxed a tiny, tiny bit.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner at the Ebbitt Room (Take 2!): Back to the Ebbitt Room. Decided to lean into the fancy. Attempted to be sophisticated. Managed to accidentally knock over my water glass this time. Embarrassment level: Expert. The food? Unbelievable. The company? Better than I deserve.
- 9:30 PM - Evening Stroll and Late Night Snack: Fell asleep on the sofa after the meal. Amazing place to spend the evenings. Decided to walk by the ocean, and ate some ice cream. Ended up chatting with an old couple, and laughing.
Day 2: The Ocean's Embrace and Culinary Crises
- 8:00 AM - The Breakfast Debacle: Breakfast at the hotel was a triumph, until I saw the waffles. They were a work of art. I panicked. I mean, how does one eat a perfectly rendered waffle without making a complete mess? I failed. Sauce everywhere. My partner took this as a perfect moment to take a video.
- 9:00 AM - Beach Bliss (and the Great Sandcastle Incident): Cape May's beach is beautiful, wide, and inviting. We spent the morning basking in the sun (slathered in sunscreen, finally!), listening to the waves, and building a sandcastle. I say "building" but it was more like…attempted sculpting. I tried to make a dolphin. It looked like a lumpy, sandy blob. My partner, bless their heart, suggested it was "abstract." I took a long walk by the ocean and it always solves my problems.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch at a Beachside Shack (and a moment of pure joy): Found a little seafood shack right on the beach. Ordered a lobster roll. It was the greatest lobster roll I had ever have. Simple as that. I took a deep breath and felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
- 2:00 PM - Cape May Lighthouse: Had enough of the beach. Decided to check out the Lighthouse. I climbed all the way up (so many steps!) and the view was incredible. Felt like a tiny ant.
- 4:00 PM - The Brewery Fiasco: Okay, so I enjoy a good beer. We decided to hit a local brewery. The menu. The choices. The pressure! I ordered the wrong beer (too strong and bitter!). I spent the next hour trying to pretend I enjoyed it while my partner chugged their selection with visible satisfaction. I was miserable.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner "Out" (and a humbling experience): We decided to try a different restaurant, outside of the hotel. Huge mistake. No reservation. Long waiting, food was mediocre. I realized I should have appreciated the hotel so much more.
- 9:00 PM - Evening at the Hotel: Relaxing at the hotel. I took a deep breath of the clean hotel air. Felt so much better.
Day 3: Departure and a Hint of Contentment
- 8:00 AM - Farewell Breakfast (and the waffle redemption): Tried the waffles again. Much more successful. Didn't drip too much sauce. Feeling vaguely competent. The servers were so patient.
- 9:00 AM - Final Walk Through Town: One last stroll through Cape May. Bought a ridiculous souvenir (a porcelain cat). Feeling surprisingly sentimental.
- 10:00 AM - Check-Out and Goodbye Sniffles: Packing up was bittersweet. I was ready to go home, but I didn't exactly want to leave. The staff was so friendly. I promised to get back soon.
- 11:00 AM - The Drive Home (or, the return of the anxiety): The drive home was once again a blur, but this time, it was a blur of happy memories. Cape May was wonderful, even with the anxiety and the spilled wine and the disastrous beer. I will never forget the Ebbitt Room, for many reasons. It was more than a vacation; it was a messy, imperfect, and truly human experience. It wasn't perfect, but it was perfect for me.
P.S. If anyone finds a tiny, slightly-sandy dolphin shaped sand castle, please let me know. It's probably still "abstracting" on the beach.
P.P.S. Next time, I'm bringing my own stash of anti-anxiety meds. And maybe a bib.
So, what *is* this thing? Like, what am I even *doing* here?
Alright, alright, deep breaths. Let's just say... this is a collection of things I've been asked, things I've *wondered*, or things I've just yelled at the ceiling about during the last… well, let's just say a *significant* chunk of my life. Think of it as a brain-dump, a confession booth, a digital therapist's couch, but without the comfy cushions. And the hourly rate. So, to answer your question – it's basically a mishmash of stuff. Got it? Good. Now, what's *your* question? Don’t be shy, I’ve heard it all. Probably.
Should I even *bother*? Seriously, is it worth the time? All this… stuff?
Oh, the age-old question. Honestly? It depends. Are you looking for definitive answers, perfectly polished prose, and a guaranteed return on your investment of… reading? Probably not the place. If you’re hoping for something… *real*, messy, and occasionally bonkers? Maybe. I mean, *I’m* here. And that’s something. Sort of.
I once spent three hours trying to figure out why a toaster wasn't toasting. Turns out, it wasn't plugged in. Embarrassing? Yes. Did I learn something about my own stupidity? Also yes. So, maybe you'll learn something too. Maybe. Don’t hold your breath.
What if I get completely lost and have no idea what you're blathering on about?
Honey, join the club. Seriously, I get lost in my *own* train of thought. If you find yourself utterly bewildered, just… shrug. Take a break. Go pet a cat. Come back later. I'm not going anywhere. (Except occasionally to grab a snack. Important for proper rambling fuel.)
And if you’re *really* stuck, here’s a secret. Just skip ahead. You’re not graded on this. Life’s too short to suffer through boring stuff. And trust me, there’s plenty of boring stuff out there beyond this. Consider yourself warned.
Okay, Fine, I'm sticking around. What are some common misconceptions or things everyone gets wrong?
Oh, boy. Where to even BEGIN? People get so much wrong, it's mind-boggling! But okay, okay. Let’s start with the "perfect life" myth. You know, the one everyone *thinks* they're supposed to have? Complete and utter rubbish. My life is a glorious tapestry of triumphs... and epic fails. And the fails? They're usually way more entertaining. Forget Instagram, embrace the chaos!
Also, this whole idea that you have to have EVERYTHING figured out. Spoiler alert: you don't. I'm pretty sure I'm still figuring out how to make decent coffee. And I'm, let's just say, *well* past the age where I should know. So stop stressing, ok?
What about... the "big stuff"? Like, what really *matters*? (Ugh, I hate asking this sort of question)
Ugh, yeah... the Big Questions. Ugh. It's exhausting. Okay, here's the thing, from someone who’s spent way too much time staring into the abyss (metaphorically AND literally, I’m a night owl). What *really* matters? I think it boils down to this: connection. Real, messy, flawed connection. People you can laugh with, cry with, and occasionally want to strangle (but still love). And maybe, just maybe, finding something that makes you want to get out of bed in the morning. Even if that "something" is just the hope of a good cup of coffee. (Still working on that.)
And hey, don’t beat yourself up if you’re not saving the world. Being kind to someone? That's something. Calling your mom? Also something. Small things *matter*.
Why are you so opinionated? Or, more accurately, why are you constantly *ranting*?
Ranting? Who, me? Okay, yes, guilty as charged. But hey, someone's gotta say it! I'm not trying to be right all the time. It’s usually because I’ve just witnessed some *utter* nonsense. And honestly, it's therapeutic. It's like a pressure valve. Let's be honest, the world is a bit bonkers these days, isn't it? So yeah, I get a little worked up.
Besides, sometimes I'm just trying to make myself laugh. And if I can entertain a few others along the way? Bonus! Consider it a public service, really. Someone HAS to call out the ridiculousness, right?
How do you actually *deal* with… well, with all of *this*? You know, the general mess of life?
Oh, god, if I had a magic formula, I'd be sipping margaritas on a beach somewhere. The actual answer is… I don’t always. Sometimes I hide under the covers and binge-watch bad TV. Sometimes I eat an entire pint of ice cream. (Don't judge, it's a perfectly valid coping mechanism.)
But, lately, it’s been… well, a lot of self-talk. "You got this." "Even if you don't, it's okay." Walking in nature, even if it's just a trip to the park. Writing… just getting it out. And, yeah, letting myself *feel* the feelings, even the ugly ones.
There was this one time I had to clean my bathroom. Seriously, the horror. I hated it. I put it off for weeks. Then it got so bad, I *had* to do it. And it was the worst. But... when it was done? The feeling of accomplishment? The *clean* bathroom? Glorious. So, yeah. Sometimes, you just gotta face the mess, whatever it is.
You mentioned coffee. What kind do you prefer? (This is important. Okay, maybe not.)
Alright, this *is* important. Coffee is the lifeblood! Well, to answer the question: I tend to like dark roasts. Something that can stand up to my terrible coffee-making skills. The more bitter the better. And a good, strong brew. I also *love* a good latte. I *yearn* for a barista to make the perfect one... Alas, it always falls short.
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Virginia Hotel Cape May (NJ) United States
Virginia Hotel Cape May (NJ) United States
