Crete's Paradise Found: Unbelievable Ourania Apartments Hotel!
Crete's Paradise Found: Unbelievable Ourania Apartments Hotel - My Unfiltered Take! (And Why You Should Probably Book Now)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to unleash a flood of feelings about the Ourania Apartments Hotel in Crete. Forget those perfectly polished travel reviews – you're getting the raw, unfiltered truth, straight from a travel-obsessed soul who’s seen (and smelled) a thing or two. This place? It's got its flaws, sure, but the good stuff? Oh, the good stuff will punch you right in the feels.
Accessibility: (Gotta get this out the way early)
Look, I didn't personally test the exact wheelchair accessibility, but the listing’s details are a good indicator: "Facilities for disabled guests." "Elevator." I'm putting a tentative thumbs up, but always confirm directly with the hotel! Don't rely on a review-- call them!
Cleanliness and Safety: (Because in this day and age, it matters…a lot!)
Right, let's get the practical stuff out of the way. You want to know if this place is a germ-fest? Nope. Excellent. They’ve got it nailed. Anti-viral cleaning? Check. Daily disinfection? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Absolutely. I even opted for the option to not have my room sanitized every day – because honestly, sometimes you just need a little bit of you in your space. (Although, the fact that opt-out is even a thing is comforting, right?) Hand sanitizer everywhere, staff trained in protocols… I felt genuinely safe. Which, let's be honest, is HUGE.
I even noticed the little things, like the individually wrapped food options at breakfast. And the safe dining setup – tables spaced far enough apart, that you weren't accidentally eavesdropping on the honeymooners (though, let’s be real, I occasionally wanted to!).
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: (Where My Stomach Did a Happy Dance)
Okay, this is where things get interesting. First, the visuals: the poolside bar is pure Instagram gold. Picture yourself, cocktail in hand, overlooking the turquoise wonder of the Aegean Sea… it's practically required to take a photo, come on.
The breakfast [buffet]? It's a good one. Not the best you've ever seen, mind you, but a solid, delicious start to the day. Think fresh fruit, pastries, and those tiny little Greek yogurt pots that are so dangerously addictive. I particularly enjoyed the Western breakfast but also ventured into the Asian breakfast options – a welcome surprise.
The restaurants themselves deserve their own paragraph. There were a few, with a bar serving up some seriously potent cocktails (beware the happy hour!). The a la carte options offered a really elevated culinary experience. The desserts? Oh, the desserts! I may have eaten an entire Baklava on one particularly glorious evening. No regrets. There was even a vegetarian restaurant (though, as a committed carnivore, I can’t personally vouch for it!). Plenty of salad in restaurant and soup in restaurant options.
One small gripe: the coffee in the Coffee shop? Could have been better. But honestly, the view more than made up for it. Even the bottle of water left in the room was a thoughtful touch.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: (Spa Days and Sunset Views)
Okay, this is where the "Paradise Found" part really kicks in.
The swimming pool [outdoor] is gorgeous, but seriously, you need to experience the Pool with view. It’s like a movie set designed for extreme relaxation. I’m pretty sure I spent a solid three hours one afternoon just floating, staring at the sky.
Now, my personal highlight: the Spa/sauna. I’m not usually a spa person, but after two days of exploring, my muscles were screaming. I opted for a Body scrub and Massage – and honestly, I think I entered a state of Zen-like bliss. The Spa itself is beautiful and the entire experience feels luxurious and indulgent. They also have a Fitness center, a Gym/fitness, a Steamroom, and a Foot bath…basically everything you need to feel pampered.
The Rooms: (My Oasis of Calm…Mostly!)
My Air conditioning was amazing! It kept the room perfectly chilled; which, given the Cretan sun, was a lifesaver. I loved having a Balcony so I could sip my coffee in the morning and a glass of wine in the evening. The Free Wi-Fi was solid. (No buffering of sunsets on my phone here!) The Refrigerator was perfect for keeping my water cold.
A few things to consider:
- Non-smoking rooms: Thank god!
- Soundproof rooms: Crucial! You're on vacation, and you deserve peace.
- Safe/security features? Absolutely!
- The bed was wonderfully comfortable & bathrobes were a great touch.
- And the bathrooms were nice and clean.
Services and Conveniences: (The Little Things That Make a Big Difference)
This place is thoughtful. Daily housekeeping? You bet. Concierge? There if you need them. Laundry service? Thank heavens! I’m a messy traveler, so this was my lifeline. They had a Convenience store too.
I used the Airport transfer – a lifesaver after a long flight! Car park [free of charge]? Major win!
For the Kids: (Families, Rejoice!)
I didn't travel with kids, but the Family/child friendly vibe was clear. The Kids facilities looked amazing. There was a Babysitting service available. I'd absolutely consider bringing my nieces and nephews here one day!
Getting Around: (Easy Peasy!)
The Car park – free and ample parking. Taxi service is readily available, and they even have a Car power charging station. Getting around was a breeze.
Overall Vibe: (The "So What's the Catch?" Factor)
Okay, let's address the elephant in the room: is it perfect? No. Nothing is.
The internet, while generally great, could have the odd hiccup. There. I said it. (But hey, that's life!) And the buffet, while good, wasn't quite Michelin-star level.
But seriously? The Good Stuff Outweighs the Minor Gripes by a mile.
This place had a heart. The staff were genuinely friendly, the location was stunning, the food was delicious, and the spa… well, the spa changed my life (okay, maybe not, but it was amazing!).
So, Should You Book the Ourania Apartments Hotel?
YES. Absolutely, emphatically YES. If you're looking for a relaxing escape in Crete with a touch of luxury, a dash of adventure, and a whole heap of good vibes. Book it. Before I book it again myself!
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Florence's Hidden Gem: Belle Arti's Stunning Apartment (You Won't Believe the Views!)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is me, unfiltered, rambling my way through a week in Crete, courtesy of the (hopefully) delightful Ourania Apartments Hotel. Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, sunburns, questionable food choices, and a whole lot of "I-should-have-packed-that!"
The (Unreliable) Crete Chronicle: Ourania Apartments, Here We Come! (Maybe…)
(Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread in the Sun)
- Morning (6:00 AM): Alarm blares like it's trying to personally offend me. Ugh. Travel day. I swear, airports are designed to drain the life force out of you. Coffee, coffee, coffee. Did I pack enough sunscreen? Probably not. I’m already regretting that last pastry. And the existential dread, it peaks…why am I even doing this? Then I remember: Greek sun, crystal clear water, and the desperate need for a break from…well, everything.
- Midday (Arrival & The Great Luggage Shuffle): Landed! Crete in all its sun-drenched glory. The air smells of…something delicious. And diesel fuel. The airport is a chaotic symphony of yelling, luggage carts, and sunburned tourists. Finding the Ourania Apartments transfer was an adventure in itself. Honestly, I think I aged a year during that parking lot scramble.
- Afternoon (Settling In & The Balcony Revelation): Finally, finally, at the Ourania. The receptionist, bless her heart, was patient with my jet-lagged babble. The apartment? Clean enough, basic enough. But then…the balcony. Oh, sweet Zeus, the balcony! Overlooking the sea, with bougainvillea spilling everywhere. Okay, I'm starting to forgive the travel demons. This view. This view is worth the price of admission. I'm thinking I could just live here. Just…stay here forever. (Reality check: I haven't even unpacked).
- Evening (Dinner Debacle & Early Bedtime): Found a "local" taverna nearby. Ordered the moussaka, because when in Greece, right? Well, let's just say it was…rustic. The lamb was…intense. The "house wine" tasted suspiciously of vinegar. I'm blaming the jet lag. Back to the apartment, utterly defeated by the moussaka and the sheer effort of existing. Bedtime at like 9 PM. Pathetic, but necessary.
(Day 2: Chasing the Sun (and Maybe a Decent Meal)
- Morning (Attempted Beach Day & Sunburn Panic): The beach! Yay! (Or so I thought). Found a "secluded" cove. Secluded means "difficult to access." Sunscreen, yes! But the hat? The book? Forgot them. First beach day fail. And the sun…it's a monster. Spent the afternoon resembling a lobster. Note to self: acquire hat. Apply aloe vera.
- Afternoon (Exploring the Village & The Olive Oil Revelation): Okay, re-thinking the whole sun-worshipping thing. Wandered into the nearby village. So charming! Narrow streets, whitewashed buildings, and the smell of…olives. Found a tiny shop and bought some local olive oil. Apparently, Cretan olive oil is the gold standard. Took a taste. Mind. Blown. It was like liquid sunshine. I could drink it. Actually, I think I will drink it. (Moderately, for the sake of my gut).
- Evening (Dinner, Part Two: Triumph and a Tiny Scandal): Found a restaurant with actual reviews. The grilled octopus? Divine. The feta? Creamy perfection. The waiter, a flirtatious Greek god come down to earth (or so I imagined, under the golden glow of the patio lights), was charmingly…handsy? Okay, maybe I'm imagining things. Mostly. He brought a "complimentary" dessert. I ate it. It was delicious. And a little scandalous. More olive oil tonight.
(Day 3: Knossos & The Labyrinth of My Sanity)
- Morning (Knossos: History, Crowds, and Existential Crisis, Part II): Okay, Knossos. Ancient Minoan palace. Epic history. Crowds. So many crowds! And the heat. The heat! I swear, I sweated through my entire outfit before even reaching the labyrinth. History is cool, but sweating like a farm animal over ancient stones is not. The amount of people, the endless selfie sticks, it just totally kills the vibe. Can I get a refund on the history lesson?
- Afternoon (Retreat to the Hotel & The Pool of Contentment): Needed refuge. Back to the Ourania. The pool. Oh, the pool! The cool water, the quiet, the…bliss. I spent the afternoon floating, reading (finally!), and recovering from the Knossos experience. The pool is the best part of this whole trip. I could stay there forever. Probably should have just stayed there all day.
- Evening (Dinner & The Art of Doing Nothing): Another taverna. This time, I'm smarter. I ordered souvlaki. Simple. Delicious. Safe. And then…nothing. Just me, the stars, and the sound of the waves. Pure, blissful nothingness. This is what I came for. This is good.
(Day 4: (Almost) Lost in a Gorge & The Appreciation of a Good Snack)
- Morning (Hiking the Samaria Gorge (Almost)): Decided to be adventurous. Samaria Gorge hike? Sounds great! Reality: the bus ride was longer than the actual hike. My ankles were already protesting. The heat was oppressive. I lasted about two hours. Nope. Nope. Nope. Turns out, I like my adventures with less…adventure.
- Afternoon (Retreat, Part Two: The Power of a Snack): Bus back. Back to the Ourania. My feet were screaming. The only solution: a giant, glorious snack. Found a local bakery. Bread, cheese, olives, and a pastry filled with…something sweet. Pure fuel. Pure joy. In that moment, I was the happiest person on earth.
- Evening (Early Night & Anticipation for Tomorrow): Early night. But tonight I'm determined. Tomorrow? Boat trip. And I CANNOT WAIT.
(Day 5: Boat Trip Chaos & Emotional Overload)
- Morning (Getting on the Boat): Oh my god, the boat! I'd signed up for a day trip. It involved being ferried to a little island, swimming in crystal blue water, a BBQ. The transfer to the port was late, the crowds were enormous, and I was already irritated. But the moment I stepped aboard, all the stress sort of melted off.
- Midday (Swimming, Snorkelling & My Near-Death Experience): The water was unbelievably clear. The fish were beautiful. I'd even braved the snorkelling equipment. And I was…terrified. I kept thinking a giant squid would get me. But for a moment, I was actually relaxed. Then I decided to get fancy and dive under a rock. And I got caught on a seaweed monster. In what felt like five minutes, I swore I was going to die. I got myself free, but for a moment there I had a vision of being a weird Cretan fish story. And then back to feeling great.
- Afternoon (BBQ, Sunburn, and the Sweet, Sweet Relief of Landing): The BBQ was basic. The beer was warm. The sun…well, it was doing its thing. And I was tired. The boat ride back I just sat there, watching the waves, feeling the sun on my skin. Pure. Exhausted. Bliss. Getting back on land? Feeling so emotional.
- Evening (Exhaustion, Pasta, and a Night of Dreaming of Clear Water): I went back to the apartment, collapsed on my bed. Pasta for dinner. Sleep. I’m dreaming of going back in the water.
(Day 6: Rethymno & The Pursuit of Perfection (and Failing Miserably)
- Morning (Rethymno & the Hunt for the Perfect Photo): Decided to explore Rethymno. Beautiful Venetian harbor, charming streets, Instagrammable moments galore! I spent the entire morning trying to capture the perfect photo. The light, the angle, the…everything! I ended up with a bunch of blurry pictures and a profound sense of inadequacy. The whole 'perfect photo' thing? It's all a lie.
- Afternoon (Coffee Break & The Realization of Imperfection): Found a cafe overlooking the harbor. Ordered a Greek coffee. Watched the world go by. And realized something: I don't need the perfect photo. I need to be there. To feel the breeze, smell the sea, taste the coffee. So I put my phone away and just was.
- Evening (Dinner Gone Wrong & Tears of Laughter): Dinner in Rethymno. The restaurant looked promising. The food…less so. Ordered something that sounded amazing. It arrived looking like something that had escaped a science project gone wrong. I ate it anyway. Almost threw up. Started laughing uncontrollably after. Tears pouring down my face, I looked at my partner and all I could do was
So, what *is* all this mumbo jumbo even about? Like, what are we *doing* here?
Honestly? I have no idea. Okay, kidding! (Mostly.) This is about answering those questions you're probably secretly, and maybe not so secretly, googling. You know, those little things that bug you, the things that make you think, "Ugh, I should probably ask *someone*..." Well, here we are. Think of it as a therapy session, but instead of expensive couches and judgmental therapists, we've got… me. And a keyboard. And hopefully, some answers. Or at least, *opinions*. That's worth something, right?
Should I *trust* you? Like, are you even qualified...?
Trust me? HA! That's a loaded question, pal. Am I qualified? Uh… no. Not in any official, paper-bearing, "Dr." kind of way. But let's be honest, who *is* qualified these days? I've got lived experience, a healthy dose of cynical skepticism, and a preternatural ability to ramble for hours. And that’s something, isn’t it? Plus, I'm pretty good at digging up information (thanks, Google!). So, trust me *as much as you trust random people on the internet*. That’s probably a good starting point. Don't take anything I say as gospel. Think for yourself! That’s crucial.
Okay, fine. But like, what *kinds* of questions are we talking about here?
Anything and everything! (Within reason, of course. I'm not delving into rocket science without a decent Wikipedia page to back me up.) Think of it as a sort of digital Ask Me Anything, but curated with my own brand of chaotic brilliance. Seriously, if you have a burning question, shoot it my way. The more random and offbeat, the better. I thrive on the weird stuff. Like the time I spent two hours down a rabbit hole researching the mating rituals of the Sumatran rhino. Don't ask. But yeah, pretty much open season! I feel a bit like one of those old, grizzled radio show hosts, just shooting the breeze and offering whatever advice I can muster.
Are you *sure* you're not a robot? Because sometimes...
Oh, you got me! Busted. Kidding! (Again.) I *swear* I'm human. Though sometimes, after staring at a screen for hours, I start to question my own existence. Like, am I real? Does any of this matter? Is this just some elaborate simulation? Okay, deep breaths. The answer is: probably. We're all probably in a simulation. But that doesn't mean the questions aren't important! I've just… I've had my moments, you know? Like that time I accidentally deleted my entire hard drive during a "spring cleaning" session. It was a nightmare. Hours of work, gone! I seriously considered joining a convent after that. (Then remembered I'm allergic to habits. True story.) That's real human stuff right there!
What if I REALLY disagree with your answer? Like, I feel *personally* attacked!
Okay, first of all, breathe. I'm not trying to personally attack you. Unless you're actively trying to be a jerk, then, maybe. But seriously, if you disagree, that's fantastic! Tell me! Send me an email. Write a furious blog post. Start a revolution! (Just kidding… maybe.) Different opinions are what make the world go 'round. (Along with pizza, obviously.) I might even learn something. (Highly doubtful, but there's a *tiny* chance.) I'm just here to give my perspective, which is, you know, one perspective out of billions.
How often do you actually *update* this thing? Like, is anyone even *watching*?
Good question! Honestly? It depends. On how much coffee I've had. On how many existential crises I'm currently experiencing. And on how much you, the intrepid reader, are actually asking questions. I'm aiming for… well, not a *schedule*, exactly. More of a… "when the mood strikes" kind of vibe. So basically, whenever I feel like it. Which might be every day, or it might be… never. But hey, if you keep the questions coming, I’ll keep rambling, maybe you might just be reading my nonsense... or, it might become a full time job. Who knows!
Are there any subjects that are *off limits*? Like, things you won't talk about?
Hmm... good question. I'm generally pretty open, but I *am* trying to stay out of anything that could get me sued or in jail. So, no advocating for violence, illegal activities, or things that are just plain awful. Also, I'm not a medical professional, a financial advisor, or a relationship guru. Though, I've certainly given *plenty* of relationship advice, mostly based on disastrous personal experience. (Don't ask about the "cheese incident" of '09. Seriously, don't.) Basically, use common sense. If it feels wrong, it probably is. Besides that, lets get the conversation started!
Okay, I'm in. But how do I *submit* a question? Do I have to write it in a specific format?
Ease up, there, champ! No need to be formal. Just... ask! You can email me (if I get around to setting up an email... someday), comment on this wherever it ends up, or even just shout it into the void. The important thing is to ask. The more details you give me, the better, but don't worry about formatting or grammar (unless you really want to!). Just be yourself, and let the questions fly. And try to keep it somewhat concise. My attention span can wander. Which... actually, speaking of wandering, I was just thinking about that time I got lost in the Louvre for five hours...
What about all the other stuff? Are there any *other* pages?
Oh absolutely! I'm just playing it one day at a time here, so I have no clue if this is "it" or ifWorld Wide Inns
