The Nest HCM: Vietnam's HOTTEST Luxury Hotel? You WON'T Believe This!

The Nest Ho Chi Minh City Vietnam

The Nest HCM: Vietnam's HOTTEST Luxury Hotel? You WON'T Believe This!

Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving HEADFIRST into The Nest HCM: Vietnam's HOTTEST Luxury Hotel? You WON'T Believe This! This isn't your average hotel review, folks. We're going full-throttle, warts and all, with enough sensory overload to make your head spin (in a good way, hopefully!).

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First things first: Accessibility! Okay, look, while The Nest does have Facilities for disabled guests, and an Elevator (thank god!), I didn't personally test this out. I’m a fully-functioning albeit slightly clumsy human. So, I can't give you a definitive "wheelchair accessible" seal of approval. (I'll be sure to fact-check that with the hotel's website) However, the overall vibe – from the general openness of the common areas to the spaciousness of the rooms – suggests it's trying to be. Consider contacting the hotel directly to clarify details on specific needs.

Cleanliness and Safety: This is the big one, right? Especially post-pandemic. And LISTEN. The Nest is SERIOUS about this. I’m talking Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Rooms sanitized between stays. They even have an opt-out, which, honestly, is a nice touch. Like, I appreciated that you could tell them “Hey, I'm cool with the current level of cleanliness. Leave my room alone, k?” They also had Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff were all masked up and super careful, the Staff trained in safety protocol made even a germaphobe like myself relax. Cashless payment service is a godsend. They even have Safe dining setup. Individually-wrapped food options? Yes, please. It’s like they know you’re a little paranoid right now. I felt safe. And that matters BIG time.

Rooms: The Sanctuary (and Let’s be Real, My Temporary Home): Okay, let's get to the good stuff, because I'll be honest, I spent the MOST time in the rooms. The Nest calls itself "luxury" and, well, they aren't wrong. Now, some things are consistent. The Air conditioning blasted like a force of nature when I want it. A super comfy Bed, with crisp Linens. Blackout curtains (a MUST for jet lag). Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! that actually functions. Internet access – wireless. All those things are a given and fantastic (and thankfully I didn't have to try and wrestle with Internet access – LAN either!). Now to the good stuff: My room (High floor!) had a view that would stop a seasoned traveler in their tracks. If you're lucky enough to get one of the rooms with a balcony, grab it, and don't apologize for being in a bathrobe all day. I took advantage of the Complimentary tea and the Coffee/tea maker and lived like a king. Seriously they gave me a Bottle of water daily. I might have snuck away with a Mirror, and a Reading light too! The extra little things like the Alarm clock, Bathrobes(!!), Bathroom phone, even a Scale, were all appreciated. Things you might care about but I didn't: There was an Extra long bed. A Laptop workspace. Shower. Separate shower/bathtub. Slippers. Smoke detector. Socket near the bed. Sofa. Wake-up service. I could literally list all the items but, I'd be here all day. The point is – the room was a haven. My oasis. And, after navigating the manic magic that is Ho Chi Minh City, it was exactly what I needed.

(Stream of Consciousness Alert: This is where things get a little… Rambly)

Okay, so, I’m usually a "pack light, travel fast" kinda person. But, I definitely took advantage of the Ironing facilities. It did get a bit messy at times. All the traveling, the humidity, it’s rough on clothes! Also, I’m not gonna lie, having a Desk was a lifesaver. I’m that annoying work-from-anywhere person, and the Wi-Fi was solid. The Mini bar was stocked (and maybe a little too tempting). I also really came to appreciate that the room was Soundproofed! And, the Seating area, I spent my last night just staring out the window and enjoying everything. That’s a luxury, dammit! It was a good thing, though. Because there were a couple of minor imperfections. The room decorations were a bit…eclectic for my taste. And, the Carpeting felt a smidge worn. It’s not a deal-breaker, but maybe they can improve that.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – The Culinary Adventure:

Alright, let's talk FOOD. Because who travels just to NOT eat? The Nest, like many luxury hotels, offers multiple options. Restaurants galore! You've got your Asian cuisine in restaurant, your International cuisine in restaurant, and even a Vegetarian restaurant. (I didn't personally try the latter, but good on ya, Nest!). I was a sucker for the Breakfast [buffet]. It was an experience. Fresh fruit, pastries, made-to-order eggs, the works. They also do room service – Breakfast in room (YES!) and Room service [24-hour] (even better!). There's a Poolside bar, a Snack bar, and a Coffee shop. (I might have frequented that coffee shop. Ahem). And of course, Bottle of water comes standard. I did take advantage of the Happy hour at the bar, though. And what a bar it was! I'm not going to be that cliché and say it was amazing, but it was great. It was a perfect place to start or end your day. The bartender was genuinely nice and knew his craft. I'm sure I was being that annoying guest asking a million questions. Now, what wasn't perfect? The Soup in restaurant was a little blah. And, honestly, I’m not sure I needed the Desserts in restaurant. But, again, these are minor quibbles. Overall, the dining here is a solid win.

Things to Do, Ways to Relax – The Pampering Factor: Okay, so this is where The Nest really shines. They KNOW how to pamper! Now, I don't usually splurge. But, I do love a good spa day. The Spa offerings are extensive. I was lucky enough to get a Massage, and the Foot bath was a divine way to start. The Steamroom was to die for. They even have a Sauna, and a Spa/sauna. You could easily spend a day just drifting from one relaxation station to the next – if it wasn't for me wanting to see more of Vietnam. I’m not one for Body wraps or Body scrubs, but, hey, they have it if that's your jam. Oh, and the Swimming pool! They have an outdoor one. Pool with view. And, it’s gorgeous. And for the fitness fanatics the Gym/fitness.

(Moment of Honesty)

I kind of half-assed this section. I prioritized the food and the room. Okay, yes, let's be honest, the swimming pool looks amazing. But, I confess, I was so content in my room with the Free Wi-Fi and the View, that I spent more time there than I spent lounging. Maybe it's a personal failing, but I'm not here to be perfect!

Services and Conveniences – Making Life Easier:

This is where the hotel really made my life easy. They offered Daily housekeeping, which was phenomenal. The Doorman was always friendly. Concierge? Super helpful, answering my every question, from Car park [free of charge] (YES!) to helping me book a taxi. The Air conditioning in public area was much appreciated. They had a Convenience store! (Snacks! More water!). Cash withdrawal. Currency exchange. Laundry service, Dry cleaning, Ironing service. They handled everything, so I could focus on being a tourist and relaxing. They even have a Food delivery service, if that's your thing.

Business travelers take note: They have Meeting/banquet facilities, Business facilities, and Meeting stationery. (I didn't need those, but I saw them there!). You can host Seminars and Meetings. They can even handle special events, offering Exterior corridor and Indoor venue for special events.

For the Kids – Family Fun (But I Didn't Experience This!):

The Nest has Family/child friendly policies, and offers Babysitting service and Kids meal. They've got you covered! I can't personally vouch for the kid-friendliness, but it certainly seems like they're trying to cater to everyone

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The Nest Ho Chi Minh City Vietnam

Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your Instagram-perfect travel itinerary. This is… The Nest in Ho Chi Minh City, My Way. Prepare for chaos, questionable food choices, and a healthy dose of existential dread, all seasoned with the glorious, chaotic energy of Vietnam.

Day 1: Arrival and the Initial WTF of Saigon (and Regretful Pho)

Morning (Oh God, It's Early): Land at Tan Son Nhat International Airport (SGN). Immediately, I'm smacked in the face with humidity and the overwhelming scent of… something. Fish sauce, maybe? Maybe a hint of desperation? God, I hope it's not me. Navigating customs felt like a fever dream, involving more forms than I've filled out in my entire life. Found a somewhat functional (yet overpriced) taxi. Already feeling like I'm being ripped off, but hey, welcome to the party, right?
- Impression: Saigon is a symphony of horns, scooters, and the general feeling that you've accidentally wandered onto a movie set.
Late Morning/Early Afternoon: The Nest, Baby! Finally, collapse into The Nest. It's a cute little hostel, like, really cute, with a garden that actually looks…peaceful. Maybe a sign of hope in this city of madness? Unpack. Immediately lose the charger for my phone. Panic sets in. This is the beginning of the end.
- Anecdote: Met a British bloke at the hostel, seemed nice enough. We agreed to go for Pho, the ultimate Vietnamese welcome. Then came the realization I was in a tourist trap. My Pho? Bland. The broth tasted like dishwater. I felt physically betrayed. Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated sadness. This was, like, the most Vietnamese experience, and it was a letdown. I considered crying, but the humid air already had my eyes watering.
Afternoon: Exploring (and Regretful Walking) I decided to walk. Rookie mistake. Saigon is big. The streets are a relentless tide of scooters. I swear I saw a family of five on one, plus a dog perched precariously on top of a pile of… something. Ended up wandering into a market. A sensory overload. The sights, the sounds, the smells. I ended up buying a dodgy-looking mango. Delicious though.
- Quirky Observation: The Vietnamese have mastered the art of carrying ridiculously large things on their motorbikes: mattresses taller than the bikes, stacks of styrofoam, even entire Christmas trees!
Evening: Dinner and a Street Beer (Also Regretful Beer) Ended up at a local bia hoi. The beer was cheap, but the place itself felt a little…grim. Surrounded by boisterous locals, I got a strong sense I was out of my depth. Ordered some questionable looking skewers. They were not good. I've since learned that my stomach has the tendency to act as an overly sensitive lie detector, confirming my bad choices with immediate, and violently awful, consequences.
- Emotional Reaction: The general feeling of being slightly lost and overwhelmed, but also strangely invigorated. Like I'm officially in the deep end of the travel pool.
Evening: Head back to The Nest. Realize the humidity is now attacking my soul. Attempt to shower and find the water pressure is akin to a toddler's wee.

Day 2: Museums, History, and the Persistent Lure of Instant Noodle

Morning: History Overload I forced myself to go to the War Remnants Museum. Gut-wrenching. Brutal. The images and stories are truly hard to process, and frankly it's a testament to the resilience of the people. Feel an overwhelming sense of shame for never properly knowing the history of Vietnam and its wars. I walked through the exhibits in a daze. I cried. A lot.
- Quirky Observation: So many photos of young, smiling American soldiers. It's an odd juxtaposition, knowing what happened.
Mid-day: Strolling Ben Thanh Market Took a deep breath after the museum and dived headfirst into Ben Thanh Market. Negotiating skills are…lacking. I probably paid triple or more for a silk scarf. Oh well. The chaos and the hustle and bustle are almost comforting.
- Rambling: I'm starting to notice the small details: the way the light filters through the leaves, the intricate patterns on the tiles, the constant hum of the city. It's a beautiful, but also exhausting place.
Afternoon: Notre Dame Cathedral and the Post Office (Trying to Feel Cultured) The Cathedral is impressive, even if it's currently under repair. The Post Office is stunning. Took some photos, feeling all artsy. Sent a postcard to my grandmother. Hopefully, it'll actually arrive.
- Anecdote: Trying to take a photo of the Post Office, I managed to trip over a pothole and almost take out a group of bewildered tourists. My grace knows no bounds.
Evening: The Pursuit of Comfort Food (Instant Ramen) Realized I was completely exhausted and emotionally drained. Decided to skip the fancy restaurants and opted for…instant noodles in my hostel room. Judgemental stares from the other guests? Maybe. Comfort? Absolutely.
- Emotional Reaction: The sheer relief of knowing that I am not alone.
Late Evening: Writing in this journal, because I am alone. And also because I'm slightly terrified of forgetting the details of this place.

Day 3: Cu Chi Tunnels - The Crawling, Claustrophobic, and Utterly Mind-Blowing Experience

Morning: Cuchi Tunnels – An Actual Adventure! Booked a tour to the Cu Chi Tunnels. Finally, an actual experience! This was the highlight of the trip so far. Crawling through those tunnels? Claustrophobic bliss. The ingenuity and resilience of the Vietnamese were mind-blowing.
- Anecdote: I'm not even close to being the best traveller. Yet I wanted to go through the tunnels. Then had to pull myself up one. Then another. And another! It was a struggle. The tunnels were small, humid, and dark, and I ended up going through one on my hands and knees. I was also terrified about something popping out.
Mid Day: Cu Chi Tunnels - The Sensory Overload The guide's stories were so engaging it was easy to forget that the American war machine was involved. Listening to the stories about the war and the tunnels, was a reminder of the true history in a very real way.
- Opinionated Language: The experience hammered home the utter pointlessness of war.
Afternoon: Cu Chi Tunnels: The Food and The Regret The tour included a very weird lunch. We were offered, among other things, the opportunity to sample the food the Viet Cong ate during the war. It was a meal of something akin to tapioca root and other strange foods. It was an amazing experience. The tour guide tried to make it authentic, but it wasn't.
- Emotional Reaction: At least the experience offered us a strong lesson on the importance of eating more vegetables.
Evening: Back to Saigon, Exhausted Back in Saigon. Collapsed onto my bed. Did absolutely nothing.
- Quirky Observation: Every time I think I understand Saigon, it throws something else at me.
Evening: Decided to try and find a bar to celebrate the end of my tunnel experience. The bar was loud. The drinks were strong. The bar food was… forgettable. Slept like a log.

Day 4: Serendipity and Escape (and the Relentless Heat)

Morning: Woke up feeling… better. Decided to just wander. Got lost. Ended up in some random alleyway. Found a tiny cafe. The coffee was amazing. The people were wonderful. I feel like I'm starting to "get it."
- Rambling: Is it just me or is everything in Vietnam impossibly small? The shops, scooters, even the coffee cups! I love it though.
Mid-day: More Wandering Wandered the streets in the afternoon. Saw some temples. Saw a lot of people. The heat felt it was almost attacking my soul.
- Anecdote: Got absolutely scammed for a bottle of water from a street vendor. It was a hot day, and I gave in to the fact that I didn't have the energy to bargain.
Afternoon: Attempted to Enjoy a River Cruise River cruise. It was…fine. Too hot. The scenery was beautiful, but I couldn't fully appreciate it. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the lingering trauma of the war.
- Emotional Reaction: This is the most confused I've felt in my life.
Evening: Packing and Planning an Escape Decided I need a change of scenery. Tomorrow, I'm going to Mui Ne. The beach. The sun. The sweet relief of knowing I am not alone.
- Quirky Observation: Vietnamese supermarkets are the best because no matter how bad the weather, you can always get a soft serve ice-cream.
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The Nest Ho Chi Minh City VietnamOkay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the chaotic, wonderful world of The Nest HCM. "Hottest Luxury Hotel in Vietnam"? Well, let’s just say *that's* a claim to unpack, shall we? Prepare for a wild ride, full of opinions, tangents, and the occasional existential crisis. Here we go…

Is The Nest HCM actually… luxury? Like, really luxury?

Okay, this is where my inner Scrooge McDuck starts calculating the thread count of the towels. Listen, luxury isn’t just a price tag; it’s a *feeling*. And The Nest? Well, it *tries*. The lobby? Stunning. Think soaring ceilings, that perfectly curated smell (you know the one!), and a staff that’s *almost* too polite. The rooms? Gorgeous in a "Instagram-worthy" kind of way. But here’s the thing, I had a slight *issue* with the air conditioning in my room. It was either freezing or the hottest thing since the sun, and it kept me up all night— that kind of thing just doesn't scream luxury, does it? You know, the whole reason you're paying a fortune is to have a good night’s sleep, not to feel like you're starring in a survivalist documentary. Don't get me wrong, the materials are top-notch, the views are insane, but luxury is an experience, not just a showcase. So, luxury *adjacent*, perhaps?

The Nest HCM: What's the deal with the location? Is it actually convenient?

Location, location, location! It's smack-dab in the middle of… well, somewhere. It IS in the heart of the action, but more like a slightly-distanced, observing-from-a-fancy-balcony place. Convenient? Kinda. You get to see the bustling city, which I love, but it's not like being in the middle of things. You’re always a Grab (Vietnam's Uber-like app) ride away from everything, but the traffic? Forget about it. One time, I tried to get to a dinner reservation and honestly, I was sure I’d die of heatstroke before I ever made it. So, yes, convenient… if you're patient and don’t mind sweating your face off. Pack extra deodorant, seriously.

Let's talk food. What’s the dining experience like? And are there any hidden food gems nearby?

Ah, the food. This is where The Nest *almost* redeems itself. The in-house restaurant? Pretty good. They've got a fancy fusion thing going on, which is usually my jam. But it was EXPENSIVE. Seriously, I felt like I needed a second mortgage after dinner. But the thing you want to know? *Hidden food gems* nearby? YES! This is where you WIN. Venture out. Wander down a side street. Find the little pho place with the grumpy grandma making the broth from scratch. That’s where the *magic* is. Seriously the best food experiences are, without a doubt, the ones you just stumble upon. And, the breakfast buffet? Overhyped and a little overwhelming. I prefer a good cafe for this, really. Anyway, I can recommend a place just a few blocks from the hotel, but you have to promise me not to be too basic and ask for a latte. Learn.

What about the staff? Eager to please? Obnoxious? Or somewhere in between?

The staff were *generally* lovely. They *tried* really hard. But... and this is a big but... sometimes it felt a *little* over the top. Like the whole, "Yes, *madam*," "May I assist *madam*?" thing. I'm not a madam! I'm just a person who's trying to find the pool and not embarrass myself in front of the other hotel guests! I felt like maybe they were trained to be *too* accommodating which makes it feel disingenuous. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate politeness, but I also appreciate a little bit of genuine human connection, you know? Like, a smile that reaches the eyes. Not just a perfectly practiced hotel smile. I should also mention, I'm pretty sure one of the bellhops judged my luggage. He kept looking at my bag with that little crease in his forehead… it was a perfectly serviceable suitcase!

Is the pool area as dreamy as it looks in the photos? What's it really like?

Okay, the pool *is* gorgeous. Seriously, the photos don't lie. Infinity edge, city views… it's stunning. But... and here's the slightly disappointing part... it's *small*. And, if you're like me, and you like to actually SWIM, it's more of a "dip and pose" kind of pool, not a "serious laps" kind of pool. Plus, it gets crowded *fast*. Sunbeds are like gold dust. I spent half my time strategically placing myself to avoid the sun, the other half dodging selfie sticks. And for heaven's sake, the music they play by the pool? It was smooth jazz. Smooth. Jazz. It was a nice touch, don’t get me wrong, but at some point I really just needed to rage and listen to some something with grit. So beautiful, but ultimately a little…pretentious. And yes, I went on a rant to the barman about the lack of any solid, hard dance music for the people!

What about the spa? Worth the splurge?

Okay, the spa… Oh, the spa. This is where I *lost it* in a good way. The treatments are a bit pricey, but the ambiance? Heavenly. Think hushed tones, the scent of lemongrass (a Vietnamese classic), and the feeling of all your worries melting away. I got a massage that was so good, I’m pretty sure I levitated. Seriously, I floated out of there feeling like a new person. I *genuinely* considered moving in. Worth the splurge? Yes. Absolutely. Book a long session. You won’t regret it. Just… prepare to weep with relaxation. And maybe bring a box of tissues, because you will become emotional.

Would you go back to The Nest HCM?

Hmm. That's a tough one. Honestly? Probably. But with caveats. I'd definitely go back for the spa (seriously, *that* massage). And for those insane views. Maybe I’d hope for better luck with the air conditioning. And the next time I go, I'm smuggling in my own music playlist. And yes, I’d go back. Despite the quirks, the minor annoyances, and the potential for existential angst by the pool, there's something undeniably alluring about The Nest. It’s a flawed gem. A bit of a diva. But hey, aren't we all? Would I call it the *hottest* hotel? Maybe not. But definitely a contender. And hey, if you see me there, say hi. I'll be the one desperately trying to find a decent cup of coffee and avoiding the polite small talk.

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