Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife: Paradise Found (Adults Only)
Rockin' in Paradise (or Maybe Just Slightly Drowning in It): A Messy, Honest Look at Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife - Paradise Found (Adults Only)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm gonna unleash the glorious chaos that is my experience at Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife – Paradise Found (Adults Only). This isn't your sanitized, perfectly-packaged travel brochure review. This is a messy, honest, sometimes rambling, and utterly subjective account. Let's get this show on the road, shall we?
First Impressions: The Vibe…Or The Lack Thereof?
Arrival. After a (thankfully) smooth airport transfer (they've got that sorted, the airport transfer is a lifesaver, especially after a red-eye!), the behemoth of a hotel looms. Let me tell you, it's…big. Really, really big. The initial impression is slick, modern, and definitely trying to be cool. Think Vegas meets Ibiza…but in Tenerife.
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag (and My Knees Ached)
Now, I'm not a wheelchair user, thank the heavens, but I'm always aware of accessibility. And honestly? It was a mixed bag. The elevator situation was good – yay for elevators! They seem to be everywhere. But navigating the sheer size of the place, with its multiple levels and winding pathways, would be exhausting for anyone with mobility issues. I saw facilities for disabled guests, but I’m not sure how far they reach. While they do have Air conditioning in public areas, it does not help with the overall experience.
Rooms: My Oasis (Mostly)
We splashed out (read: emptied our bank accounts) for a room… somewhere. It was spacious, clean (thanks to daily housekeeping!), and the air conditioning was a godsend. The blackout curtains were a dream after a night of…well, you know. The bathroom was sleek, thankfully the hair dryer worked, and the bathrobes were a nice touch. Free Wi-Fi in the rooms? Bless you, Hard Rock. I survived on internet access and Wi-Fi [free]!
But here’s the thing – remember I mentioned “somewhere?" Finding our room after a late night and a few cocktails felt like an Olympic sport. Seriously. The corridors are long, the signage isn't always stellar, and a few times I felt like I was wandering in a maze. And one night, after a particularly spirited happy hour, I nearly face-planted in front of some poor security guard (who was, thankfully, very polite). This is one of the many Safety/security feature on the property.
Cleanliness and Safety: COVID-Style
The COVID protocols were… present. They had hand sanitizers everywhere, individually-wrapped food options, and the staff seemed trained in safety protocol. The rooms were sanitized between stays, and you could even opt-out of room sanitization with a Room sanitization opt-out available. But, honestly, after a few days, it all felt a bit … routine? Like something they had to do, rather than something they were particularly good at. I didn’t feel unsafe, but I didn't necessarily feel reassured either. They did a daily disinfection in common areas. Which is great.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Good, The Bad, and the Buffet
Let's talk eats and drinks. The restaurants are plentiful. And the poolside bar? Tempting. The international cuisine could have been great. You’ve got your A la carte in restaurant, your Asian cuisine in restaurant, your Western cuisine in restaurant, your Vegetarian restaurant. You can order salads in restaurant and soups in restaurant. The coffee shop was a life-saver for a morning pick-me-up, and the Happy hour was definitely a highlight.
But the buffet…oh, the buffet. I went in with an open mind. I left…confused. The Breakfast [buffet] was vast, a culinary landscape of everything…and yet nothing. While there were lots of options, it felt mass-produced and a bit…uninspired. The food was technically fine, but none of it sparked joy. I was in dire need of a Coffee/tea in restaurant. But hey, at least there was a great desserts in restaurant selection, and those little pastries saved the day.
I also tried the room service once (24-hour Room service) after a particularly exhausting day of sunbathing. It was…adequate. Nothing to write home about.
Things to Do (Or Trying To Relax While Doing Them)
Right then. Let’s talk about my attempts at relaxation. The swimming pool [outdoor] was beautiful, with that pool with view. Glorious. I spent many a happy hour there, soaking up the sun and pretending I wasn't thinking about my looming tax bill.
They had a Fitness center, a Gym/fitness, a Sauna, a Spa, and a Spa/sauna. I tried the massage, and wow. That was amazing! They also have a Steamroom, a Foot bath, and even Body scrub and Body wrap options. I love the Body scrub options. It was fantastic! After what felt like an eternity of trying to relax, it actually worked!!
For the Kids (And the Child in Me)
This is an adults-only hotel, but it's worth a mention. I saw a small area labelled Kids facilities, and there are Babysitting service options.
Services and Conveniences: The Usual (and the Annoying)
They have all the usual suspects: Concierge, Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange, Laundry service, Dry cleaning, Ironing service, Luggage storage, and a Gift/souvenir shop. There's a convenience store, which is handy for snacks and essentials.
The lack of flexibility was a big issue. The only thing keeping me from getting on a flight and not coming back was the Air conditioning and the general lack of humidity.
The Verdict: Worth the Hype?
So, would I go back? Maybe. The free Wi-Fi in all rooms! is a huge plus. It's definitely a fun place to be, especially if you're into the whole Hard Rock vibe. It’s shiny and modern, and they have everything you could possibly want. But the sheer size, the occasional lack of attention to detail, and the somewhat impersonal service, kept it from being truly magical. But hey, that's the honest truth. It's a solid, enjoyable experience, but not necessarily paradise found.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your meticulously curated Instagram feed of perfect tans and smiling selfies. This is the REAL DEAL, my frantic, sunshine-addled itinerary for the Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife. Lord help me.
My Semi-Coherent Tenerife Tussle: A Hard Rock Hotel Hell (and Heaven?)
Day 1: Arrival - Chaos Ensues, Sunglasses Required
- 14:00 - Arrive at Tenerife South Airport (TFS). Okay, first hurdle… finding the damn airport. (Note to future self: stop relying on Google Maps 100% - that roundabout almost ended me.) The sun is already a blinding, beautiful bastard. First thought? I need a sangria. Like, immediately. Second thought? Is that a guy wearing a Hawaiian shirt with socks and sandals? Oh, Tenerife, you weird, wonderful place.
- 15:00 - Transfer to Hard Rock Hotel (HRH). The transfer was smoother than expected… mostly because I’d pre-booked. The driver blasted reggaeton, which immediately put me in a better mood. The HRH itself? Whoa. MASSIVE. Think Las Vegas meets… well, Tenerife. The lobby screams “ROCK AND ROLL!” but with a distinct whiff of tropical air freshener. (Side note: I'm already concerned about how much sunscreen I'll need to ingest, and I'm still in the lobby).
- 16:00 - Check-in - Struggle is Real. This is where it started to go sideways. My room wasn’t ready. (Apparently "early check-in" in the hotel world means "maybe by tea time"). Panic started to creep in, fueled by travel exhaustion and the aforementioned sangria drought. Managed a grimace-worthy "do you have a bar?" (The answer: Yes. Thank the sweet baby Jesus.)
- 17:00 - Room is Ready! (Kinda). Okay, the room is a monster, as expected, with a balcony overlooking… something. (Still unsure to this day.) The mini-bar is already tempting me. The bed looks like a fluffy cloud of impending nap. Oh, the possibilities!
- 18:00 - Poolside Reconnaissance. First, the pool area. It might be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It truly is. Until you realize every single sunbed is already claimed by towels. Like, the towel mafia is real. I snag a random chair and immediately start feeling the heat.
- 19:00 - Dinner at Sessions Restaurant. Dinner was…a mixed bag. The food was fine. Really. But the service was…unenthusiastic. I think my waiter might have been traumatized by a recent pineapple-related incident. I ordered a burger and it was so good, I forgot that I was tired.
Day 2: Rock and Roll (and Maybe a Little Regret)
- 09:00 - Breakfast - The Buffet of Dreams (and Disasters). The breakfast buffet is epic. Everything you've ever desired to eat. I went for a croissant, then a waffle, THEN a pancake. Regret levels: already rising.
- 10:00 - Poolside Chill (Attempt #2). Managed to secure a sunbed this time. Victory! I'm already slightly sunburned. My attempts to read my book were constantly interrupted by the need to order drinks. And I did, I did this well.
- 12:00 - Poolside Bar Fiasco. I may or may not have spent a few hours at the poolside bar. May or may not have been singing along to the classic rock anthems. May or may not have made friends with a group of very loud, very enthusiastic Australians.
- 15:00 - Rock Shop Raid. I bought a t-shirt. What else is there to do?
- 16:00 - Evening at the Hotel. I went to watch the hotel entertainment. There was a band. A decent one (in my opinion).
- 19:00 - Dinner - Another Shot. I opted for a different restaurant, the Narumi Restaurant. It was good, I really needed the change.
Day 3: Teide Time! (And Minor Meltdowns)
- 08:00 - Wake Up. Sigh. Okay, maybe I should have stayed hydrated. My head is throbbing. (Note to self: Pace yourself, you maniac.)
- 09:00 - Quick Breakfast. Miserable, needed lots of coffee.
- 10:00 - Excursion to Mount Teide! Booked a day trip to the highest peak in Spain. I am not a morning person. I am not an altitude person. This is going to be a disaster.
- 11:00 - The Drive. The drive into Teide National Park was stunning. Absolutely breathtaking. The landscape looks like something out of a sci-fi movie. Then I felt sick.
- 14:00 - (Attempted) Ascent of Teide. (See above: altitude. Me. Bad combo.) I made it to the cable car. I went up. I turned around. The views were amazing. So was the fear. (Respect! I'm not brave enough to be a brave woman today.)
- 15:00 - Descent and Recovery. I am drinking water now. It's not helping. I am starting to feel better.
- 18:00 - Back to the Hotel. I need a nap.
- 19:00 - Dinner - Food, Please. Ordered a pizza. Because carb-loading is a valid medical strategy.
- 20:00 - Nap. (Finally. Glorious, blessed nap.)
Day 4: Beach Bliss (and Impending Departure Blues)
- 09:00 - Breakfast and Regret. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have had that third waffle.
- 10:00 - Beach! (Finally!). Took a taxi to Playa de las Américas. The black sand beaches are gorgeous. The ocean is shockingly warm. I spent the morning swimming and reading. Bliss.
- 13:00 - Lunch at a Beach Shack. Fresh seafood, ice-cold beer. This is what life is all about.
- 15:00 - Back to the Hotel. Packed everything.
- 17:00 - Final Drink at the Bar. This is when the reality of leaving hits.
- 19:00 - Farewell Dinner. At a restaurant outside the resort. Delicious and much cheaper.
- 21:00 - Packing and Panic. Did I buy enough sunscreen? Did I actually enjoy myself? Probably, yes.
- 22:00 - Last Day. Relaxing near the pool again.
Day 5: Departure - Goodbye, Sunshine!
- 08:00 - Breakfast. One last hurrah at the buffet. I even tried fruit.
- 09:00 - Check-out. My credit card is crying.
- 10:00 - Transfer to Airport. The driver played more reggaeton. (I secretly love it.)
- 12:00 - Departure. Goodbye, Tenerife! I'll be back. (Maybe with more sunscreen and a slightly less ambitious itinerary.)
And that's it. My messy, wonderful, slightly sunburnt adventure in Tenerife. It wasn't perfect. It certainly wasn't "grammable." But it was real. And that, my friends, is all that matters.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go plan my next vacation… and maybe buy a hat.
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Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife: Paradise... Found? (Adults Only) Let's Get Real.
Okay, spill the beans. Is "Adults Only" Actually a Luxury or Just... Less Kids?
Alright, look, I'm gonna be brutally honest. The "Adults Only" thing is a *massive* draw. Yes, it means no screaming kids at 7 AM (bless). It means you can actually hear yourself think at the pool, and don't get me started on the buffet situation – a *slightly* more civilized experience. However... let's not pretend this magically transforms into a Zen retreat. It's still a hotel, people. There are still *people* (mostly horny couples and groups of slightly rambunctious friends). I'm not complaining... much. My sanity? Intact. Mostly.
What's the Vibe? Is it Pool Party Central or Chill Out Zone?
Whoa, hold your horses. It's a blend. Imagine a cocktail... a *slightly* unbalanced cocktail. You've got the main pool, which is where the "Hard Rock" part REALLY shines. Music pumps, people are bronzing, occasional dancers are on the raised platform. Then, you have the chill pool (which, ironically, is where I spent most of my time, nursing a cocktail, listening to the *subtle* sounds of the water). There are designated "quiet zones", BUT, as with anything, your mileage will vary. Depends on the day, the DJ, the crowd, and your own tolerance level. One day it’s a lively party, the next, you’re side-eyeing the dude aggressively playing pool with his wife and the occasional raucous giggling. It’s a flip of a coin really.
The Rooms – Are They Rock Star Suites… or Just, You Know, a Bed?
Okay, room-wise, it’s a spectrum. They’ve got the "Rock Star Suites", which are probably amazing if you have a trust fund and a penchant for sparkly things. I, however, was in a "Deluxe Room." It was… nice. Clean, modern, good air conditioning (a HUGE win), plus a balcony. The view? (Drumroll please…) well, it involved some of the other buildings and some of the sea. Nothing to write home about, but hey, I wasn’t planning on spending all my time inside. The bathroom was pretty decent, the shower pressure was *chef's kiss*, and the bed was comfy enough to forget all the walking, and that's the most important thing. Seriously. Sleep is golden.
Let's Talk Food. Is the Buffet a Bore or a Bonanza?
Ah, the buffet. It’s the culinary cornerstone of the all-inclusive experience, isn’t it? Here's the deal: The variety is there. I mean, you *will* find something you like. Expect the usual suspects: international dishes, a carving station, salads, desserts galore. The quality? Well, it's buffet quality. Some days, you get a genuine gem, and other days… let's just say I made a *lot* of trips to the omelet station. Speaking of the omelet station, I swear, one morning the chef was having the *worst* day. My omelet was more of an egg pancake, and the bacon was… well, it was a texture experiment. But, again, you get what you pay for, and it was edible, and I didn’t starve. On a positive note, there were some themed nights, and those were usually pretty good, especially the seafood night. Devine.
The Restaurants? Are They Worth Ditching the Buffet For?
ABSOLUTELY. The a-la-carte restaurants elevate the experience, big time. The Italian place, "Capriccio," was a standout. The pasta was divine, the service impeccable, the atmosphere… romantic. I mean, I went with my friend, but still. The Japanese restaurant, "Narumi," was also fantastic, the teppanyaki show was fun, and the sushi was pretty good. *However,* booking reservations is like trying to score tickets to a Taylor Swift concert. Get on it early, or be prepared for disappointment. I, uh, may have had a slight meltdown when I couldn't get a table at the steakhouse the night I *really* wanted a steak. Moral of the story? Plan ahead, or forever hold your disappointment.
What About the Drinks? Are the Cocktails Worth the Price? (Or, You Know, Free-ish?)
The all-inclusive drinks are… well, what you'd expect. Standard cocktails, a decent selection of beers, and wine that, let's be honest, is probably mass-produced. The bartenders are friendly and quick, though. My go-to was a piña colada, and it hit the spot every. single. time. The premium drinks? Those come with an extra cost, but sometimes, you just *need* that top-shelf tequila. On the flip side of the coin, the "Sunset Club" (or maybe it was a happy hour, I honestly forget, but the cocktails were amazing) will *definitely* win you over. They do their best with the free drinks, give them that, but I did feel the urge to go off-site for some proper cocktails a few times. Which is what I did.
The Pool – Is it as Glamorous as the Photos? What About the Beach?
The pool is… well, it *looks* glamorous. Clean, spacious, plenty of sunbeds (though, yes, people still get up at the crack of dawn to claim them, sigh). The music, as mentioned, can be a bit much at times. The beach, on the other hand… it's a decent walk away. You're not *directly* on the beach. It's public, it's black sand (a Tenerife thing), and it's lovely. I'd definitely recommend heading down there, even just for a change of scenery. The waves are fun, and that black sand feels glorious under the sun. Plus, there is something oddly therapeutic about watching the waves come and go, a perfect antithesis to the loud music, the noise, and the crowds around the pool.
The "Rock Shop" - Is This Just an Expensive Tourist Trap?
Okay, confession time. Yes. It is. Full stop. But I *did* buy a t-shirt. It was on sale, okay? Look, it's got all the Hard Rock Hotel branded stuff you'd expect – t-shirts, hoodies, keychains, *everything*. Prices are, well, hotel prices. A little inflated. But hey, I *did* need a souvenir (and the t-shirt is actually quite comfy). Proceed with caution, and maybe set a budget going in. Or just avoid it altogether… your bank account will thank you.
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