Escape to Paradise: Taba Sands Hotel & Casino Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Taba Sands Hotel & Casino Awaits! – My Surprisingly Amazing Egyptian Escapade (And a Few Minor Gripes)
Alright, folks, buckle up, because I just got back from a whirlwind trip to Taba, Egypt, and let me tell you, Escape to Paradise: Taba Sands Hotel & Casino Awaits! is… well, it’s a trip. And by trip, I mean a rollercoaster of breathtaking views, slightly dodgy internet, and the constant, subtle hum of air conditioning that’ll either lull you to sleep or drive you completely bonkers.
Let's start with the good stuff, shall we? Because, trust me, there's plenty of it. SEO-wise, we're hitting all the keywords – Accessibility, Wheelchair accessible, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, Fitness center, Swimming pool, Spa, Restaurants, Room service, Car park [free of charge], Air conditioning, Non-smoking rooms, and all that jazz. But this review isn't just about boxes ticked; it's about feeling.
The Oasis (with a Side of Occasional Sandstorm):
First off, the location? Breathtaking. Seriously. The hotel is nestled right on the Red Sea, with the jagged mountains of Jordan and Saudi Arabia peeking over the horizon. I'm a sucker for a good view, and the Pool with a view, specifically the Swimming pool [outdoor]… oh, my heavens. Imagine yourself, drink in hand (more on the drinks later), gazing out at that turquoise water, the sun kissing your skin… Pure bliss. Now, let's be real, sometimes the wind whips up and you're dodging sand like you're in an Indiana Jones movie (minus the whip – sadly). But even that, somehow, added to the experience.
The Hotel: Functionality, Frivolity, and the Fear of a Flat Battery
The rooms? Air conditioning - check. Non-smoking rooms - check. Wi-Fi [free] - double fucking check… most of the time. Let’s be frank. the Internet access – wireless was a bit of a crapshoot. Sometimes blazing fast, sometimes crawling at a snail's pace. Fine for checking emails, but don’t bank on streaming your favorite show without endless buffering. And the Internet [LAN] option? I’m not sure I even know what that is anymore.
The room itself was comfortable, with a desk, closet, a safe box, and the all-important coffee/tea maker. I'm a sucker for a morning cuppa on the terrace, watching the sunrise. The bathroom was perfectly serviceable, with a shower, toiletries, towels, and, blessedly, hot water. No fancy stuff, but clean and functional. The bathtub was there – but I only used it once. A wake up service helped for those early excursions.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Belly Rumble):
Okay, let's talk eats. The restaurants at Taba Sands are a real highlight. The Breakfast [buffet] was a behemoth of international options. Honestly, the Asian breakfast was a little underwhelming… some of the Western food was fine, especially the Western breakfast. The Coffee shop made a decent latte, and the Snack bar offered a quick bite. The Poolside bar was a lifesaver. The Happy hour? Absolute must-do. We had plenty of Bottle of water available in the rooms and we were able to get Breakfast in room which was a nice convenient service.
We didn't try the Vegetarian restaurant, but there was plenty of Salad in restaurant and Soup in restaurant that we found pleasant.
Now, a word of advice: pace yourself. The options are dazzling, and it's tempting to go full-on buffet beast. I indulged a bit too much one evening and suffered the consequences… let’s just say the 24-hour Room service came in handy for a midnight supply of Pepto-Bismol. (Hey, I'm keeping it real!)
The Dining, drinking, and snacking was an incredible experience.
There was a Cashless payment service and Safe dining setup but the Hot water linen and laundry washing process was a mystery.
Relaxation and Recharge – A Personal Odyssey:
The Spa was… well, the Spa/sauna was my highlight. The Massage was sublime. I'm not one for frills, but the Sauna, the Steamroom, and just the general atmosphere of calm made it money well spent.
The Fitness center was a bit of a letdown. It had the basics, but it wasn’t exactly a state-of-the-art facility. But, hey, there’s a beautiful Swimming pool and plenty of space to move in.
The Body scrub and Body wrap, were tempting but I haven't try them.
The Casino (Shhh, Don't Tell My Boss):
And, of course, there’s the casino. Don’t judge me. I went a little wild at the poker table. Let's just say I left feeling slightly lighter in the wallet. But hey, it's all part of the adventure, right?
The Details That Matter (And Some Minor Annoyances):
- Cleanliness and Safety: Taba Sands takes things seriously. They had all the Anti-viral cleaning products, Hand sanitizer everywhere, and staff were fully trained in safety protocol. Rooms sanitized between stays and rooms are safe. The Staff trained in safety protocol felt real reassuring. Safe dining setup. The hotel did its best to follow all the Hygiene certification rules.
- Accessibility: The Facilities for disabled guests were available. The Elevator and Wheelchair accessible are present.
- Services and Conveniences: Daily housekeeping was efficient and friendly. The Front desk [24-hour] was always helpful, even when I was asking for help at 3 am after a particularly unfortunate poker session.
- For the kids: We didn't travel with kids.
- Getting around: Airport transfer worked flawlessly. The Car park [free of charge] was a bonus.
The Bottom Line: Worth the Trip? Hell Yes (with a few caveats).
Look, Escape to Paradise: Taba Sands Hotel & Casino Awaits! isn’t perfect. The internet can be spotty. The casino is a temptation. But the stunning location, the friendly staff, the delicious food, and the overall feeling of relaxation and enjoyment more than make up for the minor flaws.
My Score: 8.5/10 (Would be a 9 if the Wi-Fi was more reliable.)
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Escape to Paradise: Ben Guesthouse, Chiang Rai's Hidden Gem
Alright, buckle up, buttercup, 'cause this ain't your grandma's meticulously planned trip to Taba, Egypt. This is survival mode in a five-star hotel, with a healthy dose of me being me. Prepare for a bumpy ride.
Taba Sands Hotel & Casino: My Existential Beach Vacation (or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Buffet… Sort Of)
Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread on the Red Sea (with a side of lukewarm welcome drinks)
08:00 - 12:00: Travel from [Your Origin] to Taba. Okay, the flight wasn't awful. Actually, it was pretty standard; my usual terror of air travel, the crying baby, the guy clipping his nails… you know the drill. But hey, we made it!
12:00 - 13:00: Check-in Meltdown (and a surprisingly charming bellhop). Ugh, lines. Waiting. Paperwork. My brain was already fried. Then, that moment you realize your luggage is… not where it should be. Cue minor panic. Turns out, it's on its way. Great. At least the bellhop, Mustafa, bless his heart, was a genuinely nice guy. He kept cracking jokes, and his smile actually made me feel less like I was about to spontaneously combust. Maybe this whole thing wouldn't be a disaster after all. Famous last words, right?
13:00 - 14:00: First Impressions - the Beach (and the Unavoidable Truth about Loungers). After the check-in kerfuffle, I beelined for the beach. Gorgeous, right? The Red Sea, the mountains on the horizon, the sun… stunning. But then I noticed the loungers. Oh, the loungers. They were all seemingly "reserved" with towels. Like, seriously? We haven't even hit lunchtime. It’s a bit of a free-for-all, a battle royale for prime real estate. Found a spot eventually, and I plopped down, feeling a strange mix of awe and… yeah, existential dread. This is vacation. This is also an inescapable truth about the human condition: we will always fight for a good sunbathing spot.
14:00 - 15:00: Lunch – The Buffet, My New Best Friend (and Enemy). The buffet. Oh, the buffet. It's a beautiful, beige, delicious, and somehow overwhelming beast. So many choices! I swear I saw them serving, like, twelve different kinds of bread. I loaded up my plate with… well, everything that looked vaguely appealing. And then, I ate it. And then I had a piece of baklava (because, duh). Maybe this is the beginning of a beautiful (and expanding) friendship.
15:00 - 17:00: The Pool (and the Eternal Question of Swimsuit Tan Lines). The pool was, you know, a pool. Nice. Cool water. I ended up spending two hours just floating, staring at the sky, and contemplating the meaning of life. And also, the unevenness of my swimsuit tan lines. The real existential question.
**17:00 - 19:00: Hotel Exploration and a Mildly Creepy Encounter. ** So, I decided to explore the hotel. It's huge! I got lost like, three times. Eventually, I stumble into the casino, which is… well, it's a casino. And the vibes were a little… off. Let's just say a guy in a poorly-fitting suit tried to chat me up for a bit too long. I made a rapid exit. Clearly, I'm not cut out for that scene. Back to the buffet for solace.
19:00 - 21:00: Dinner - More Buffet (and a realization about the sheer volume of food I'd consumed). Another round at the buffet. This time, I focused on the grilled fish. It was… actually pretty good. I swear, I ate so much that I could barely waddle back to my room. I felt like a stuffed sausage.
21:00 - : Room and Unresolved Thoughts about the Ocean (and the inevitable jet lag). I tried to read, but the jet lag was kicking in. The ocean was so inviting, but I'm already sunburnt, so no late-night dips. The waves were crashing, and I couldn't shake this feeling of… what? Peace? Worry? A mix? I don't know. I do know I'm going to need a lot of sleep to survive this. In a nutshell, I am an emotional wreck.
Day 2: Diving Headfirst (Literally) & Doubling Down on the Red Sea
08:00 - 09:00: Breakfast: The Buffet Strikes Again. I was beginning to feel like a part of the furniture. The buffet crew knew my weak spot for those little chocolate croissants, and they were ready to get me hooked on them at the breakfast buffet. I'm not sure what's worse, the calorie intake or the guilt… I'll get to that later.
09:00 - 13:00: Diving. (Or, Me, Under Water, Possibly Nearly Drowning… and Loving It). This was the highlight of the whole trip. The diving center was a little chaotic at first, but the diving instructor was amazing, patient and kind. I had always wanted to try diving, but the idea of being trapped underwater scared me to death. But once I was, surrounded by a kaleidoscope of fish and coral, it was… incredible. Absolutely mind-blowing. We saw a turtle! Seriously, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Okay, I almost panicked at one point. I was breathing pretty shallowly. But the instructor helped me calm down, and the feeling of weightlessness… I'm still smiling about it.
13:00 - 14:00: Lunch at the Beach Bar. (And the lingering effects of the dive). It's not like I didn't have lunch, but… it was like I had skipped, but I hadn't felt hungry, I was still full from breakfast/buffet. Everything tasted extra good, maybe it was because of the adventure and not wanting to spoil the vibe and the glorious feeling of being underwater for the first time.
14:00 - 18:00: Back to the Beach (and My Internal Monologue). I spent the afternoon on the beach, reliving the dive in my head. The colors, the silence, the feeling of being a tiny speck in a vast, mysterious world… it all just made me feel so… alive. Okay, maybe a little too alive. I was starting to get a sunburn.
19:00 - 20:00: Sunset Cocktails and a Failed Attempt at Socializing. The hotel had a bar overlooking the sea, so I decided to try and mingle. It didn't work out quite as planned. I saw a family from Germany at the bar, but I didn't want to be that person who's like, "Hey, can I join you?" It was awkward; I ended up drinking my cocktail alone while watching the sunset. It was okay, though. The sunset was gorgeous, and I was pretty much content in my own company.
21:00 - 22:00: Dinner at the Buffet (and the Realization That I'm Probably Going to Gain 10 Pounds). Back to the buffet, obviously. This time, I took a "healthy" plate of fish and vegetables. But then I had two pieces of cake. And then I went back for more. I'm starting to think I'll be rolling out of here.
22:00 - : Room & Night Thoughts (of the underwater kind). I wrote in my journal for a while. I tried again to think about the meaning of life, but instead, I just ended up thinking about the sea. I fell asleep dreaming of turtles.
Day 3: Desert Safari and the Unexpected Beauty of (More) Sand
**08:00 - 09:00: Breakfast - I'm now on a first-name basis with the omelet chef. ** Yes, again with the buffet, no shame. And I'm realizing I'm starting to develop a weird relationship with the omelet chef.
09:00 - 12:00: Desert Safari. (Rumbling Through the Desert, with a Side of Fear). I'd never done a desert safari before. It was… intense. The dune bashing was thrilling, and probably slightly terrifying. I was screaming and laughing at the same time. The sheer vastness of the desert… it made me feel both insignificant and alive.
12:00 - 13:00: Lunch in the Desert. We stopped at a Bedouin camp for lunch. The food was… okay. But the setting, a traditional Bedouin camp in the middle of nowhere, was beautiful.
**14:00 - 17:00: Back to the Beach. (Where I Found My Zen
Alright, so, "Escape to Paradise"... Is it actually paradise? Because I've seen some pictures...
Paradise? Hah! Look, let's be real. The photos... they lie. They absolutely *lie*. They're all airbrushed sunsets and suspiciously flawless people. I'm going to be brutally honest, I went with high expectations, and I've found that what they call "paradise" can be a bit of a rollercoaster. The sand *is* soft, I'll give them that. But the beach chairs? Good luck snagging one after 9 AM. It's a free-for-all! I swear I saw a woman practically wrestle a child for a prime spot. Paradise? Debatable. Amusingly chaotic human zoo? Absolutely. Don't get me wrong, I *wanted* paradise, the brochure promised it! Maybe I was just hangry on the first day, but the buffet felt like a battleground for cold scrambled eggs.
The Casino! Is it any fun? Like, do you actually *win* anything?
The casino... Oh, the casino. Okay, so here's the thing. I'm not a gambler. Never have been. I went in thinking, "Hey, I'll pop in, play a few slots, enjoy the atmosphere." Famous last words, right? Walking in, the energy is electric. Lights flashing, bells ringing, the scent of stale air and… desperation? I swear I lost twenty bucks in like, three minutes on a slot machine that looked like it was designed in the 80s. And then, there was old man Jenkins, next to me, he *swore* he was about to win the jackpot. He was practically vibrating with anticipation! He ended up losing the money his wife told him to use for the anniversary gift. You do the math. Did *I* win? Let's just say my winning streak ended before it started. It's fun though, in a "watching people make terrible decisions" sort of way.
The food…is the food edible? Specifically, about the buffets. Because I hear they're a *thing*.
Oh, the buffet! Buckle up, because this is where things get… interesting. Look, the *idea* of a buffet, especially when you're starving after a long day of "relaxing," is amazing. All-you-can-eat, what's not to love? But then reality hits. I am telling you, the sheer *volume* of food is overwhelming. And the quality? Well, that’s where it gets a little dicey. I will remember this for the rest of my life: one morning, I was so hungover, I thought I was gonna be sick. I saw the 'fresh fruit' section and I thought I was saved. Then, I grabbed a slice of pineapple. *So. Sour.* I swear I pulled a face that scared a small child. Beyond that, expect the stuff that looks okay, but tastes like it's been sitting under a heat lamp since the dinosaurs roamed the Earth. I once saw a guy try to make a sandwich out of what looked like something that was trying to be a piece of chicken. He looked like he regretted every life choice that brought him there. There were some high points for sure, and some low points that were… memorable. Do I recommend it? I don't know.
What about the rooms? Clean? Comfortable? Like, can I actually sleep there?
Okay, the rooms are… functional. Don't expect the Four Seasons. Expect a bed, a TV that probably gets one channel in English, and a vaguely humid smell. Mine, personally, had a view of a rusty air conditioning unit and some of the pool. But hey, it wasn't a *bad* view - there was the pool, at least, right? I'd been looking forward to a hot shower after the flight, but the water pressure was… weak. Think a sad little drizzle, not a invigorating shower. And the AC? Sporadic. It's like it had a mind of its own. One moment, you're freezing, the next you're sweating like you're in a sauna. So, sleep? Yeah, eventually. Just be prepared to embrace the unpredictability.
Is there anything *actually* good about this place? Don't sugarcoat it!
Alright, alright, fine! There *are* good things. Let's be fair. The cocktails! The bartenders are amazing. They can whip up a decent cocktail even if you describe something they've never made before. The beach is beautiful, even with the chair-wrestling. I met some interesting people. Like the couple from Iowa, who thought they were being watched by the hotel staff. They were convinced it was a conspiracy! It definitely gave me something to think about. And, honestly? When you're sitting on the beach, watching the sunset, with a cocktail in your hand, it's actually pretty darn glorious. It has this whole messy, imperfect, totally human charm. And that's part of its appeal. It's not perfect, far from it. But it's memorable. And sometimes, that's what you want.
Would you go back?
Honestly? Probably? I've considered it. Despite the lukewarm water, the dodgy pineapple and the questionable fashion sense of the people, I’m not going to lie, there’s a certain… *je ne sais quoi*. Maybe it’s because it was a total break from my life. Or maybe I’m just a glutton for punishment. But it's…it's Taba Sands. And Taba Sands is… well, it's an experience. So, would I go back? Maybe once I’ve recovered from the last one.
