Escape to Paradise: Your Dream 1-Bedroom in Puerto Mogan, Gran Canaria!
Escape to Paradise: Is This Dream 1-Bedroom in Puerto Mogan Really It? (A Thoroughly Unfiltered Review)
Okay, so, let's talk Escape to Paradise in Puerto Mogan, Gran Canaria. I just got back, and honestly? My brain is still processing the sheer… stuff I experienced. This isn't your cookie-cutter review; this is the real deal, warts and all. Buckle up, buttercups, because some of this is going to be, well, a little chaotic.
Accessibility - Let's Get Serious (For a Minute)
First things first, because you should know: Accessibility gets a good, solid thumbs up from me. Wheelchair accessible areas are clearly marked and prevalent, which is fantastic to see. Finding your way around is a breeze with the elevator and the facilities for disabled guests are on point. They’ve really thought about this. Bravo!
The Tech Stuff: WiFi, Internet, Blah, Blah…
Look, I need to be connected. I’m a digital nomad, a chronic Instagram scroller, a compulsive email checker… You get the picture. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms is non-negotiable. And guess what? It works! Solid Internet access in the rooms, and even Wi-Fi in public areas. Honestly, I think I even saw some Internet [LAN] thingy (for the truly hardcore). So, yeah, no complaints on the digital front. Internet services are available.
The Stuff That Makes You SIGH (In a Good Way): Things To Do, Ways to Relax, and the Spa (Oh, the Spa!)
This is where it gets good. Really good.
The Pool: The Swimming pool [outdoor] and the Pool with a view are the heart of this place. Seriously, I spent a solid chunk of my holiday there. And the Poolside bar? Deadly. In the best way possible. Let me tell you about the cocktails… (Rambles later.)
SPA TIME!: Okay, I splurged on the spa. And I have zero regrets. Like, zero. The Spa, Spa/Sauna, Sauna, Steamroom and Massage were absolute bliss. I'm talking full-on melt-into-a-puddle relaxation. I went for a Body wrap and Body scrub combo. Now, I'm no spa regular, but I felt like a whole new person afterward. The therapist? Amazing. Seriously, she found knots I didn't even know I had. It was a bit awkward, but utterly worth it.
The Fitness Center: Okay, I confess. I peeked in the Fitness center. It looked… well-equipped. There's a Gym/fitness area. I did not, however, actually use it. Blame the cocktails. The Foot bath sounded tempting, but I was too busy… you know, relaxing.
Cleanliness and Safety: Because, You Know, Life
This is where I was really impressed. In these times, it's crucial. They are nailing it.
- Hygiene certification? Check.
- Anti-viral cleaning products? Double-check.
- Rooms sanitized between stays? Seems so.
- Daily disinfection in common areas? Absolutely.
- Staff trained in safety protocol? Definitely.
I felt safe, which is a huge weight off your shoulders. There were things like Hand sanitizer everywhere, and every restaurant I went to was Safe dining setup. I saw Staff trained in safety protocol and they were meticulous.
I am a bit of a germaphobe, so this was a big deal.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Fun
Okay, let's get to the important stuff: the food and drinks.
- Restaurants: Yes, plural. Restaurants plural. And good ones at that. There was a Buffet in restaurant, A la carte in restaurant (fancy!), Vegetarian restaurant options, and even some Asian cuisine in restaurant. I'm told.
- Breakfast: The Breakfast [buffet] was… immense. A glorious, sprawling feast. The Western breakfast was my jam, but the Asian breakfast looked amazing. Plus, you could get Breakfast in room if you were feeling lazy (which, let's be honest, was me most mornings). Breakfast takeaway service? Ideal.
- Drinks, Drinks, Drinks: The Bar was a haven. Happy hour was, well, happy. The Poolside bar had the best cocktails. Seriously. Try the mojito. The pool is a great spot to enjoy them too. They provide a Bottle of water at certain times.
- Snacks, snacks, and more snacks: The Snack bar came in handy for those midday cravings. They offered a Coffee shop for those necessary caffeine boosts and also Desserts in restaurant.
Services and Conveniences: The Stuff That Makes Life Easier
This place is seriously set up to make you feel pampered.
- The Basics: They have Air conditioning in public area, Concierge to help you navigate and Currency exchange.
- The Extras: Luggage storage, Dry cleaning, Laundry service and Ironing service.
- The Perks: Cash withdrawal, Gift/souvenir shop and even a Convenience store for those forgotten essentials.
- Business Facilities: There are Business facilities, including Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings and even a Xerox/fax in business center.
For the Kids (If You Have Them, Unlike Me)
I am blessedly kid-free. But, they seemed to be cater to families. Babysitting service, Family/child-friendly, and Kids meal options were available.
The Room: Your Dream 1-Bedroom? Let's See…
Okay, the moment of truth. The 1-bedroom? Yes, it was pretty dreamy.
- The Essentials: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Blackout curtains (bliss!), Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Desk, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Ironing facilities, Mini bar, Refrigerator, Shower, Slippers, Sofa, and Wi-Fi [free].
- The Extras: Additional toilet (always a win!), Bathrobes (yes!), Bathtub, Complimentary tea, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mirror, Non-smoking (thank goodness!), Private bathroom, Reading light, Separate shower/bathtub, Smoke detector, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Wake-up service, and Window that opens.
- The Quirks: There was a Bathroom phone… just in case you needed to call room service from the tub? The Interconnecting room(s) available might be useful for families.
Getting Around: Getting to and From Paradise
- Airport transfer (essential!), Car park [free of charge], and even a Car park [on-site].
- There is Bicycle parking which is cool, and Taxi service.
My Honest (and Slightly Scattered) Verdict
So, is Escape to Paradise your dream 1-bedroom? Honestly? Probably. It depends on your vibe. If you want:
Relaxation: Spot on. Spa, pool, delicious food… check, check, check.
Luxury: Absolutely. It felt very upscale but not stuffy.
Service: Impeccable. The staff were friendly, helpful, and genuinely cared about making our stay great.
But… (Because There’s Always a “But”)
It's not perfect. The vibe is a little… polished. If you're looking for gritty, off-the-beaten-path adventure, this isn't it. This is about comfort, pampering, and escaping.
Here's The Deal, Guys and Gals
Book a stay at Escape to Paradise in Puerto Mogan, Gran Canaria and be prepared for an unforgettable experience! Enjoy the luxurious 1-bedroom accommodations equipped with modern amenities. Unwind in the state-of-the-art spa: a haven for relaxation! Indulge in delicious cuisine, from breakfast to dinner. With exceptional service and a focus on safety and hygiene, you can enjoy a truly carefree escape. Secure your booking now and get ready for your escape to paradise!
Escape to Paradise: Tui Oaks Motel - Your Taupo Getaway Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your average, sterile itinerary, perfectly planned and executed. This is my itinerary for surviving – thriving, even! – a week in a one-bedroom apartment in Puerto Mogan. It's going to be chaotic, potentially hilarious, and definitely fueled by copious amounts of caffeine and the desperate hope that my tan lines are symmetrical.
Puerto Mogan, Gran Canaria: A Week of Sunshine, Sangria, and Questionable Life Choices (in a One-Bedroom Apartment)
Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (mostly in the living room)
- 14:00 (ish, because let's be real, "ish" is the cornerstone of my travel style): Arrive at Gran Canaria Airport. The sun hits my face like a warm hug (after enduring the hellscape of the airport, I needed it). Taxi to apartment. I pray to the travel gods that it's not a complete dump. Fingers crossed!
- 15:00-16:00: Apartment check-in. Breathe a sigh of relief! It's actually… nice. Surprisingly so. Balcony looking out at the harbour. Okay, I can deal with this. Unpack (attempt to, the suitcase is still mostly a black hole of crumpled clothes). That first "aaaaaaah" of being in a new place is always worth it.
- 16:00-17:00: Grocery shopping. I'm determined to cook some meals. Reality check: I'm more likely to survive on tapas and ice cream. Buy the essentials: water (hydration is key, people!), coffee (emergency fuel!), a bottle of (maybe two) rosé (for the vibe). Stumble back, slightly sun-dazed and questioning my life choices in the cereal aisle.
- 17:00-19:00: Unpack groceries, collapse on the sofa. Contemplate nap. Decide to conquer the balcony. First glass of rosé on the balcony. The view… the silence… (except for the occasional seagull squawk, which I'll learn to appreciate). Pure bliss. Maybe this trip won't be a complete disaster.
- 19:00-20:00: Dinner research. There are so many options. Overwhelmed. Settle on tapas at a restaurant overlooking the harbour. Walk down there, feeling every delicious second of the fresh air.
- 20:00 - …: Tapas, tapas, more tapas. Sangria. The moon over the harbour. Realizing I've already forgotten most of my worries from the airport. Maybe, just maybe, this trip will be wonderful.
Day 2: Conquering the Beach (and My Inner Critic)
- 09:00 (ish): Wake up. Coffee. Contemplate the whole "breakfast" thing. Settling for a banana and another shot of caffeine. The sun is already blazing.
- 10:00-14:00: Beach day! Head down to the main beach (Puerto Mogan beach). Sunscreen application is a performance art, people. Find a spot. Attempt not to get annihilated by the waves (I'm a terrible swimmer.) Read a book. People-watch. Realize everyone else is way more tan than me. Panic. Apply more sunscreen. Dip my toes in the ocean. Feel pure contentment. Try to ignore the little voice inside my head that keeps whispering, "Are you sure you should be wearing that bikini?"
- 14:00-15:00: Lunch at a beachside cafe. More tapas (duh!). The grilled octopus is DIVINE.
- 15:00-17:00: Back to the beach. Attempt to build a sandcastle. Fail miserably. Blame the sand (it's not my fault!). Eventually give up and just bask in the sun.
- 17:00-18:00: Shower, get ready for dinner (I'm learning – sort of!).
- 19:00-20:00: Dinner at a restaurant recommended by a local I spoke with. I am not ordering the paella. Way too risky. I'm choosing something smaller and more controlled.
- 20:00 - …: Stroll through the village. Shop for souvenirs (magnets, because, obviously). Enjoy the evening light.
Day 3: Boat Trip to… Somewhere (and Possibly Seasickness)
- 09:00 (ish): Wake up. Coffee. Start the day with my morning ritual of sitting on the balcony and staring at the sea.
- 10:00-14:00: Boat Trip! I'm signed up for a boat trip. Pray I don't spend the entire time hugging the porcelain throne. The sea is choppy. Realize I should’ve taken a seasickness pill. Too late. Try to focus on the scenery: dramatic cliffs, turquoise water. Spot a dolphin! (Maybe it was a seabird. Hard to tell through the waves). Manage to keep my lunch down. Victory!
- 14:00-15:00: Lunch somewhere on the island.
- 15:00-17:00: Return to Puerto Mogan; I am so ready to feel solid ground under my feet. Collapse on the sofa.
- 19:00-20:00: Attempt self-made pizza (from the supermarket ingredients). The crust is… interesting. It may be inedible, but I'm proud.
- 20:00 - …: Evening stroll. Gelato. Watch the stars (if it isn't overcast). Reflect on my slightly seasick, but still enjoyable, day.
Day 4: Exploring the Trails (and My Questionable Sense of Direction)
- 08:00 (ish!): Wake up. Coffee (stronger this time). Remember I want to be active and get moving.
- 09:00-13:00: Hiking! I looked up a trail. It's supposed to be beautiful. Get lost – definitely. Probably add an extra few kilometers to the hike. Sweat buckets. Curse the sun. Eventually, reach a viewpoint. The view is amazing. Worth it. (Probably).
- 13:00-14:00: Lunch at a cafe near the trail. Order a huge sandwich because I am starving.
- 14:00-17:00: Resting day. Head in the apartment. Rest on the balcony.
- 17:00-18:00: Shower.
- 19:00-20:00: Dinner. Order a dinner from a restaurant.
- 20:00 - …: Check out a local bar, have a beer. Reflect on the day's triumphs (the hike).
Day 5: Market Day (and the Art of Haggling)
- 09:00 (ish): Wake up. Slowly. Coffee.
- 10:00-11:00: Market time! Explore the market. Admire the colourful fruits and vegetables. Attempt to haggle for a souvenir. Fail miserably. Buy something anyway. Worth it (I tell myself).
- 11:00-13:00: Relaxing time. Read a book. Listen to music.
- 13:00-14:00: Lunch at a cafe.
- 14:00-15:00: Napping time.
- 19:00-20:00: Another dinner.
- 20:00 - …: Watch the stars.
Day 6: Sunbathing. More Sunbathing. And Maybe Some Sunbathing
- 09:00 (ish): Wake up.
- 10:00-17:00: Beach. Sun. Repeat. Attempt to achieve peak relaxation. Successfully. (At least, for short bursts).
- 17:00-18:00: Shower.
- 19:00-20:00: Final dinner. Treat myself to something special.
- 20:00 - …: One last stroll along the harbour. Savouring the last moments of this blissful getaway. Feeling slightly melancholy at the thought of leaving.
Day 7: Departure and the Aftermath
- **09:0
Okay, so... Puerto Mogan. Sounds fancy. Is it REALLY paradise, or just brochure-speak?
Alright, let's be real. Paradise? That's a big word. And yeah, the brochures are gleaming. But guess what? Puerto Mogan... it's PRETTY darn close. Look, I went through a divorce last year, and let's just say my idea of "paradise" was hiding in my sweatpants with a vat of ice cream and a Netflix binge. But this… this little fishing village? It’s different. The Bougainvillea cascading down the walls, the smell of the ocean, the *sunshine*! My first day, I sat on the balcony with a tiny coffee (because, you know, still recovering from that ice cream habit) and just… stared. The light on the harbour, the way the boats bobbed, the gentle breeze… It almost made me forget I hadn't slept properly in weeks. Almost. So, is it perfect? No. The seagulls are relentless, they *will* steal your breakfast if you're not careful. But honestly? Even the seagulls are kinda… charming in their own annoying way. It's close enough to paradise for *me*, anyway.
The 1-Bedroom – how spacious are we talking? Cramped, or can I actually, you know, breathe?
Okay, okay, the bedroom. This is where I was a little… skeptical. "1-bedroom" can mean anything from a shoebox to… well, still a small apartment. But honestly? It’s fine! It’s *good*. Not the sprawling luxury of a Hollywood mansion, obviously. But it’s perfectly *functional*. I mean, I’m not a minimalist, I brought ALL my books and a bunch of random souvenirs. And I wasn’t tripping over stuff, that's the key. There's a decent-sized living area, a proper kitchen, a balcony where I spent approximately 80% of my time. The bed? Comfy enough that I actually started sleeping properly again (miracle!). The bathroom... well, it's a bathroom. Clean, functional, and the water pressure is STRONG, which is absolutely crucial after a day at the beach. I even managed to do a little yoga in the living room without knocking over anything vital. So yeah, you can breathe. You can relax. You can… maybe even do a backbend, if you're feeling ambitious (I wouldn't recommend it after too much sangria, though!).
What's included with the "Escape to Paradise" package? Is it just the apartment, or is there anything else?
Right, so... 'Escape to Paradise'. Sounds grand, right? And the package... okay, let's break it down. You get the apartment, obviously. Fully equipped kitchen – which, for me, meant I could make coffee and toast, and that was already a huge win. There was a starter pack of essentials like coffee, tea, washing-up liquid. A nice touch, because after traveling, the *last* thing you want is to have to run to the store for toilet paper. And the balcony? That's included. That glorious, sunshine-drenched balcony. The cleaning service? Included, thank goodness. I'm on holiday, I'm not doing chores! Beyond that? Well, you're in Puerto Mogan! You’ve got access to everything! The beach, the bars, the restaurants… you're pretty much set. And honestly, that's the best kind of package. Letting you decide what your escape *actually* looks like. I mean, you could spend your days lounging on the beach, or wandering through the markets, or… *caugh*… drinking cocktails by the pool. The choice is yours, and that's the real luxury, isn't it?
Is the apartment close to the beach? I'm not keen on epic treks.
Haha, "epic treks"! I hear you. Look, after the divorce (I *did* mention that, right?), my stamina went down the tubes. Luckily, the apartment's location is PERFECT for lazy beach bums like myself. It's a *stone's throw*. Okay, maybe a slightly larger stone, but seriously, you're talking a few minutes walk to the beach. I mean, I'm talking slow-paced, "stop-and-admire-the-bougainvillea" pace. No huffing and puffing required! Even on the hottest days, the walk's a breeze (pun absolutely intended). You can practically roll out of bed, slap on some sunscreen (DO NOT forget the sunscreen!), and be building sandcastles before you even think about a second coffee. And the beach itself? That's another story. Soft sand, crystal-clear water... *sigh*. I spent hours floating in the sea, just letting the waves wash away all the… well, all the *stuff*. Highly recommend it. Bring a good book, too. Or don't bring a book. Just stare at the sea. It's therapeutic. Trust me.
Are there restaurants and shops nearby? I need my caffeine and shopping fix.
Oh, honey, you're in luck! Puerto Mogan is a little slice of heaven for the caffeine-addicted and the shopaholic! *Everything* you need is right there. I mean, I'm not a huge shopper, but I did buy a ridiculously oversized sun hat (regret: zero) and a few cute little trinkets. And the coffee? Fantastic! Loads of cafes serving up strong, delicious stuff. And the restaurants? Oh my goodness, the restaurants! Fresh seafood, tapas, all kinds of deliciousness. I had the *best* paella one night, it was so good I almost cried (hormones, people!). You’ve got everything from casual beachfront bars to more upscale places. I mean, I personally stuck to the simpler places. Less pretentious, better value for money, and… frankly, I was still in my "sweatpants-and-ice-cream" phase, just with sunshine instead of Netflix. So, yes, shopping? Check. Caffeine? Double-check. Delicious food? Triple-check. You are *set*. Just maybe pace yourself on that sangria. You'll thank me later.
What's the Wi-Fi situation like? I need to stay connected (for work… mostly).
Okay, the Wi-Fi. The bane of every modern traveler's existence. Let's be honest: I *said* I was escaping to paradise, but, yeah, I still had to do *some* work. The Wi-Fi at the apartment? Good. Not blazing-fast, but perfectly adequate for emails, video calls (surprisingly!), and even the occasional… *ahem*… streaming binge. (Don't judge, I was on holiday!). I managed to get my work done without wanting to throw my laptop out the window, which, let's be honest, is a win. There were a couple of times when the signal was a bit… iffy (especially when I was trying to upload a HUGE file – rookie mistake, should have done that at like, 3am). But overall, it's solid. More importantly: It allowed me to unplug. I had to check work things, but mostly, I was able to disconnect from all the noise and… that alone was worth the trip. Plus, there's no Wi-Fi on the beach, which forces you to actually *be* onBook Hotels Now
