**Uncover the Hidden Gem: El Mouradi Palace, Tunisia's Royal Escape!**
**Uncover the Hidden Gem: El Mouradi Palace, Tunisia's Royal Escape!**
El Mouradi Palace: Tunisia's Royal Escape? More Like a Chaotic, Gorgeous Dream! My Unfiltered Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea on El Mouradi Palace in Tunisia. Forget those sterile, corporate reviews you've been wading through. This is the real deal, from a travel fiend who's seen it all (and probably lost a few things along the way). This review is going to be messy, honest, overflowing with opinions, and frankly, pretty damn chaotic - just like my experience!
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First Impressions (and that Damned Elevator):
Landing in Hammamet, and heading towards El Mouradi Palace… well, the anticipation was killing me. Okay, first things first: the Accessibility. They say it's accessible. And, bless their hearts, they try. There's an elevator (a lifesaver for those of us preferring to avoid climbing mountains of luxurious stairs), and ramps where needed. However, let's just say the elevator wasn't exactly a speed demon. Expect a little patience, maybe a prayer or two. The corridors, while generally wide enough for a wheelchair, could get a bit crowded during peak times. Some areas are better than others, Honestly, if you are really need full accessibility, definitely call ahead and confirm specifics. They offer facilities for disabled guests and usually try and accommodate.
But hey, the sheer grandeur of the lobby almost made me forget the possible elevator delays. Marble floors, chandeliers you could get lost in, and more staff than you could shake a stick at (I'm pretty sure there were staff whose job appeared to be looking important). My jaw genuinely dropped. The doorman was a suave dude, and the initial check-in process was surprisingly smooth (thanks, contactless check-in/out!).
Room with a View (and a Mini-Bar Mystery):
I opted in for a room with a balcony, and seriously, it was worth it. The ocean view was breathtaking. Picture yourself, sun setting over the azure, a gentle breeze, maybe a sneaky glass of something-something…Pure bliss. The room itself? Spacious, with comfortable beds, a decent bathroom, and a mini-bar that, at first glance, seemed well-stocked. Until I discovered the "complimentary" bottled water… which turned out to be a single bottle. Sigh. Still, the air conditioning worked a charm, a definite win in the Tunisian heat. The blackout curtains were divine; I could sleep through a hurricane (trust me, I've tested it). Soundproofing was pretty impressive as well. You can opt for an interconnecting room if you're traveling with a larger group. All the usual suspects were there: coffee/tea maker, in-room safe box (essential!), and a hair dryer that, thankfully, didn't sound like a dying velociraptor.
The room's cleanliness was excellent. Daily housekeeping was a very welcome service. They even offer room sanitization opt-out available which is a plus. Air conditioning, air conditioning in public area, and hand sanitizer are available. Plus, Anti-viral cleaning products are used, and they're doing Daily disinfection in common areas. They offer Rooms sanitized between stays.
Here is a rambling thought: I do want to commend the hotel on the safety/security feature, the smoke detectors, and the fire extinguisher.
WiFi Woes and Digital Detox:
Now for the internet. Internet access – wireless is promised, and mostly delivered. I'll be blunt, the Wi-Fi was a bit… touchy. In the rooms, it was fine. But in the public areas? Hit or miss. Expect to get frustrated if you need consistent connectivity. They do claim "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" but take that with a grain of salt. Having Internet access – LAN is also an added benefit.
The Spa: My Escape from Reality (and Possibly My Diet)
Okay, THIS is where El Mouradi Palace truly shone. The spa/sauna experience was, and I do not say this lightly, transformative. Forget the world, forget your worries, forget your to-do list. The spa complex itself is stunning. And the treatments… Oh, the treatments! I opted for the body scrub (divine) and the massage (heavenly). The staff was supremely professional. The sauna, steamroom, foot bath, and swimming pool (more on the swimming, later) made it an incredible experience. I seriously considered moving in permanently. They also provide services like body wrap.
And the best part? That utter sense of calm that washes over you. I even managed to actually relax. I'm talking a proper zen-like state, folks.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Stomach Rumble):
Let's talk food! This is where things get a little… wild. The breakfast [buffet] was a true spectacle. Think endless rows of pastries, fruit, cheeses, and more. (Asian breakfast, Western breakfast; they try to cater to everyone!) The coffee, however, required strategic planning (and a strong stomach). Coffee/tea in restaurant is available. The A la carte in restaurant options were good, but the true stars were the chefs' buffet creations. I'd suggest trying the Asian cuisine in restaurant offering.
Dining, drinking, and snacking is available, with Poolside bar as a choice. Also, Happy hour is there to enjoy.
Lunch and dinner were a mixed bag. Some dishes were fantastic, others… let's just say they had character. But hey, there's always something to eat, and you can always find a decent salad in restaurant or soup in restaurant. There's a Vegetarian restaurant, too! Restaurants and Snack bar are also available.
The room service [24-hour] option was a lifesaver on a few occasions, too. And the staff were always accommodating (even when I ordered a giant pizza at 2 am). Don't get me started on the desserts… (Desserts in restaurant).
Poolside Musings (and Accidental Sunburns):
The swimming pool [outdoor] is huge, and gorgeous! The pool with view is the most beautiful thing one can ever imagine, especially on a nice day. The poolside bar is a great spot to relax during the day. I spent a considerable amount of time there, alternating between swimming, sunbathing, and judging the questionable fashion choices of other guests (mostly kidding!). There is, however, an annoying habit some people have of "reserving" sunbeds with towels. I personally think it is a scourge upon humanity. But hey, you can't have everything.
Things to Do (or Not Do, Depending on Your Mood):
Beyond the spa and the pool, El Mouradi Palace offers plenty to keep you occupied. There's a fitness center (I peeked in once, then decided to stick to the pool), a gym/fitness (same as above), and a terrace area for some time off. You can also arrange for all sorts of guided trips or activities. They have Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Seminars, Indoor venue for special events and Outdoor venue for special events. Plus, you can take advantage of the Audio-visual equipment for special events, and the Projector/LED display.
If you're the type who hates to relax (yes, I'm judging), there's probably something for you. But honestly, the vibe is all about chilling out.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Sanitized Sanctuary:
I need to commend the hotel on its commitment to cleanliness and safety. They seemed to take the sanitizing very seriously, and with COVID-19 still a real concern, that's very welcome. They utilize, Anti-viral cleaning products, and make sure there is Hand sanitizer. There is also, safe dining setup, and Physical distancing of at least 1 meter. They also offer Cashless payment service, and Staff trained in safety protocol.
The Little Things That Matter (and the Ones That Don't):
- Staff: Generally helpful and friendly. Some spoke excellent English; others… not so much. (Part of the charm, tbh).
- Conveniences: Concierge, Currency exchange, Car park [free of charge], Elevator, Luggage storage, are all available. They may provide Essential condiments, too.
- Annoyances: The constant barrage of "helpful" vendors trying to sell you something. (Be firm, and you'll survive). They don't allow pets, unfortunately.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your sterile, perfectly-packaged travel itinerary. This is ME, getting REAL in El Mouradi Palace, Port El Kantaoui. Prepare for a rollercoaster of sun, sand, questionable food choices, and my inner monologue, unfiltered.
El Mouradi Palace: My Tunisian Tussle – A Gloriously Messy Itinerary (Lord, help me)
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Regret (Maybe)
- Morning (ish - let's be honest, after sunrise): Arrive at Monastir Habib Bourguiba International Airport. First impressions: dusty, slightly chaotic, and I'm already sweating. Managed to navigate passport control (victory!), and a taxi driver promptly tries to fleece me. Haggling commences. My Arabic is… non-existent. My stubbornness, however, is legendary. Eventually, we agree on a price and I feel like a champion, already.
- Early Afternoon: Check-in at El Mouradi Palace. The lobby is stunning. Marble, chandeliers the works. Then… the room. It’s… fine. Generic hotel room-esque. But the balcony? Jackpot! Sea view! Immediately feel a surge of optimism. The promise of the Med is calling.
- Late Afternoon: Poolside exploration! First swim. The water is… refreshing. Okay, it's freezing. But I'm committed. Observe the other guests: mostly Europeans, all impressively tanned. Decide I need to up my sunbathing game. Immediately.
- Evening: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. The buffet is… a minefield. So much stuff! I'm overwhelmed and make a strategic error: overeat. I sample everything. Probably shouldn't have. The lamb tagine was legit, though. The baklava, less so. Feeling a slight food coma, but also… strangely, euphoric.
- Anecdote: Nearly lost my appetite after watching a man in a speedo attempting synchronized swimming in the pool. I would say it was a highlight, but it nearly sent me running back to the room.
- Quirky Observation: The hotel cat is a surprisingly judgemental creature. It mostly ignores me, but I feel its disapproval.
Day 2: Souk Shenanigans & Stomach Troubles (Oh, joy.)
- Morning: Attempt a "beach day." Discover the sand is scalding. Retreat to the shade. Decide books are my friends.
- Midday: Embark on a mission: the Port El Kantaoui souk. Prepare for a sensory overload. The smells! Spices, leather, something unidentifiable but intriguing. The hustle! Shopkeepers vying for my attention. This is not for the faint of heart.
- Afternoon: I'm lured into a shop peddling… knockoff designer handbags. Haggling again. Fail miserably. End up buying a bag I don't even like because I got emotionally exhausted. (Note to self: practice strong negotiation tactics.)
- Rambling: Maybe I should've stayed by the pool. At least there I was in my element. Maybe I just do not like shopping.
- Late Afternoon: Back at the hotel, regretting the suspicious street food I ate. My stomach… makes its displeasure known. Spend the afternoon in a haze of peppermint tea and self-pity. This is not the ideal vacation.
- Emotional Reaction: I hate being sick. I'm a grumpy, bloated, and frankly ridiculous mess.
- Evening: Forced to skip dinner. Vow to stick to plain toast and water and pray to the porcelain god does not make another appearance.
Day 3: The Hammam & Redemption (Maybe?)
- Morning: Feeling slightly better, cautiously venture downstairs for breakfast. (Toast!) Stumble across a surprisingly good omelet station. My faith in humanity slightly restored.
- Midday: The Hammam! Finally! This is what I came for. The whole experience is… intense. The exfoliating, the kneading, the steam, my very own body is being handled. They’re washing me! It's a bit awkward initially, then liberating. My skin feels like silk. I almost fall asleep on the marble.
- Doubling Down: THE HAMMAM! It’s the best part of the whole trip. I'm in a state of pure bliss. I need a Hammam in my life every week! The ladies working there are amazing, and my skin feels incredible. I will definitely be back.
- Afternoon: Stroll along the marina. The yachts are ridiculously fancy. I feel suddenly underdressed. Pretend I'm a wealthy yacht owner and enjoy the moment.
- Evening: Dinner at a restaurant overlooking the marina. Delicious seafood! Redemption! Feeling human again. Maybe this vacation isn't a complete disaster after all. I even catch a glimpse of the moon on the water and it's actually beautiful.
Day 4: Desert Day Trip (Adventure… or Disaster?)
- Morning: Wake at an ungodly hour and regret my adventurous spirit. We're off to the Sahara!
- All Day: The desert is… vast. Hot. Dusty. The camel ride: surprisingly uncomfortable. I’m pretty sure I’m going to get saddle sores. The Bedouin camp experience: cultural, but filled with flies and questionable food. The sand, the wind, the endless expanse… It's beautiful, in a desolate sort of way.
- Anecdote: Somehow, I managed to get sand in my eyes. And my hair. And, I think, my very soul. I will never get it all out.
- Emotional Reaction: Exhausted. Sunburnt. But also… surprisingly, strangely… humbled.
- Evening: Back at the hotel, exhausted, sandy, and in desperate need of a shower. Dinner is a buffet again. I make smarter choices. No more deep-fried anything.
Day 5: Relaxation & Reflections (Maybe Some Self-Improvement?)
- Morning: Sleep in! The best part of the vacation so far. Finally understand and surrender to the relaxation.
- All Day: Poolside bliss (with sunscreen this time!). Finally mastering the art of doing absolutely nothing. Reading, napping, people-watching. This is what a vacation should be.
- Evening: A final, proper Tunisian dinner at a fancy restaurant and watch what I eat.
- Emotional Reaction: This is it. I’m leaving soon, and I’m going to miss this place. Especially the pool.
Day 6: Departure & (Partial) Acceptance
- Morning: Pack. Dread the airport. Wish I was going to stay a bit longer.
- Afternoon: Fly home.
- Evening: Arrive home, exhausted but oddly refreshed. Vow to… well, maybe book another trip to Tunisia sometime. And maybe, just maybe, learn some Arabic. And definitely learn to haggle properly. And, possibly, avoid the street food.
- Conclusion: El Mouradi Palace, you crazy, wonderful, slightly chaotic place. You were a mess. But you were my mess. And I wouldn't have traded it for the world… Okay, maybe I'd trade the stomach bug. But overall, it was an experience.
- Final Thought: I'm not sure I'm a particularly good traveler, but I'm definitely a human traveler. And that’s (probably) good enough.
El Mouradi Palace, Tunisia: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Sea-Sick
Is El Mouradi Palace REALLY "Royal"? Like, am I going to trip over a crown jewel?
Okay, let's be real. "Royal Escape" might be a *slight* exaggeration. I didn't find a crown jewel lying around (though I did almost trip over a rather majestic garden gnome – does that count?). It's more like... regal-adjacent. Think less Versailles, more… a really nice, well-maintained palace hotel. There are enough marble floors and chandeliers to make you feel slightly fancy, though. And the lobby? MASSIVE. You could probably hold a small Zumba class in there. I'm not sure about royalty, but there's definitely an aura of… importance. Or maybe it was just my jet lag talking.
The food! Tell me about the food! I NEED to know!
Ah, the food. My Achilles' heel (or, more accurately, my expanding waistline) during this trip. It’s… *copious*. Breakfast? A buffet so large it could feed a small army. Lunch? Another buffet, with everything from grilled fish (which I *definitely* over-ate) to about a million different kinds of pastries. Dinner? You guessed it – a buffet. Don't get me wrong, the food's generally good. I particularly remember this amazing, flaky baklava that almost brought a tear to my eye. But the sheer *volume*… It's a marathon, not a sprint. Pace yourself. Seriously, I ate way too much the first day and spent the rest of the afternoon trying to walk it off. Which leads me to…
What about the beach? Is it any good for, you know, *actual* swimming and sunbathing?
Okay, the beach. This is where things get…a little complicated. The sand itself is lovely – soft, golden, perfect for building castles (which, admittedly, I didn't do. I was too busy trying to avoid more baklava). The sea, though? Well, it depends. Some days it's calm, crystal-clear, and perfect for a leisurely dip. Other days… let's just say I've seen calmer washing machines. I remember one day where the waves were absolutely relentless. Like, you'd get knocked over by a rogue wave, and then the next one would come and try to steal your shorts. It was a bit of a struggle. I consider myself a decent swimmer, but the sea got the better of me that day, leaving me salt-crusted and slightly sea-sick (oops!). Bring your sea legs! And maybe a life jacket. Just kidding… mostly.
The pools! How many pools are there, and are they as good as the pictures?
Pools! Yes! Plural! This is a definite win for the El Mouradi Palace. There are several, including an indoor pool (for those days when the sea is trying to drown you) and a couple of outdoor ones. The pictures… well, they don't lie. They're pretty darn good. Clean, well-maintained, and surrounded by those lovely sun loungers that are just *begging* you to spend the entire day horizontal. My only complaint? Finding a sun lounger *after* 10 am. People are territorial, I tell you! It’s a battle. You gotta stake your claim early. I learned that the hard way. Wandering around, miserably sunburnt, desperately searching for a spot… a classic holiday moment, really.
Any tips on avoiding the crowds? Because, let's be honest, I hate crowds.
Avoiding crowds… ah, my favorite sport. Here’s the deal: Go early. Seriously. Get to the breakfast buffet before the hordes descend (and grab a croissant or four for later). Claim your sun lounger before the sun rises. And if you're desperate for peace and quiet, try exploring the gardens. They're lovely, and usually less crowded than the pool area. Also… learn a few basic phrases in the local language. "Please" and "thank you" can go a long way. And maybe, just maybe, they'll earn you a slightly less crowded lunch buffet. Okay, probably not, but worth a try, right?
What about the service? Is it, you know, remotely friendly? Or is it a bit… aloof?
Service… It's a mixed bag, to be honest. Some staff members are absolutely lovely, eager to help, and genuinely friendly. They remember your name, they bring you extra napkins without you having to ask, the whole shebang. Then there are others who are… less effusive. Picture this: You're waving frantically trying to get someone's attention, and they're just… staring blankly into the middle distance. It happens. But overall, the service is decent, particularly if you're polite and patient. And a small tip always helps… (I'm just sayin'). The cleaning staff, though? Fantastic. My room was always spotless. Seriously, they deserve a medal. They even folded my pyjamas into adorable little swans. That's service!
Would you go back? The ultimate question!
Hmm… would I go back? That's a tough one. Despite the occasional wave-induced nausea, the crowd-related stress, and the overwhelming amount of food, I had a pretty good time. The positives definitely outweigh the negatives. The beach, when it's behaving, is beautiful. The pools are fantastic. The rooms are comfortable. And the baklava… oh, the baklava! So, yeah. I probably would. But this time, I'm bringing my own sea sickness pills, and a plan to actually, you know, *exercise* a bit. And maybe I'll try to avoid the baklava… (Yeah, right. That’s a lie). So, overall, a thumbs up, with a few caveats! Just be prepared to eat a LOT of food.
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