Escape to Paradise: Amullya Andaman Luxury Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Amullya Andaman Luxury Awaits! – A Review That’s Actually Real
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Amullya Andaman, and let me tell you, it was an experience. Forget the glossy brochure promises; this is the real, unfiltered deal. I’m talking warts and all, because let’s be honest, perfection is boring.
Accessibility: A Mix of Good Intentions and Clumsy Execution
Right off the bat, let's address the elephant in the Andaman Islands: Accessibility. They say they're trying. They have a "Facilities for disabled guests" listed, which filled me with hope. The reality, though? A bit wobbly. While there's an elevator (thank heavens!), navigating some of the pathways felt like an obstacle course in a post-apocalyptic film. They also seemed to be putting up ramps while I was trying to get around, so I thought, Oh! this is how it is.
(Sidebar – my mom uses a cane and bless her heart, but some of those slopes had her looking like she was auditioning for the Olympics of shaky walks. So, bring your hiking boots… or maybe just stick to the pool – more on that later.)
The Good Bits: Poolside Bliss (and Okayish Internet!)
Now, the really good stuff. Forget the room (for a moment). Let's talk Swimming pool [outdoor] and Pool with view. This is where Amullya absolutely nails it. Seriously, picture this: a shimmering turquoise pool that seems to melt into the horizon of the Andaman Sea. Palm trees swaying, the sun beating down (bring sunscreen, you fools!), and a Poolside bar with all the fruity cocktails your heart desires. My personal favourite? The “Andaman Sunset” – mostly because it came with a mini umbrella. Yes, I’m easily pleased. And the pool? Accessible. Yes, there's a ramp, it was easy enough, and I loved making the effort.
Speaking of getting things easy! Yes, they have Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and Internet access - wireless and Internet access - LAN in rooms, but honestly, the connection was… well, let's just say I spent a lot of time watching videos buffer. However, the Wi-Fi in public areas was surprisingly good. So, park yourself by the pool, sip your cocktail, and browse away. Just don't expect to livestream your vacation. Unless you like watching a spinning wheel of doom.
Getting Down to Business (and Some Serious Chilling): Relaxation & Fun
Okay, let's talk Things to do, ways to relax – and this is where Amullya really tries to impress. They've got the whole shebang: Spa, Sauna, Steamroom, Massage, Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath. I tried it all. I made a deal with myself to get a treatment everyday just to relax and to keep myself happy. The Spa ambiance was amazing. After all, the beauty is beyond words. The staff were lovely, and it's not just about massage, the whole ambience is very much relaxing.
They also have Fitness center/Gym/fitness Fitness center. I have to be honest, I briefly considered the gym. I saw it, and I thought, yeah, no. I was much happier with the Swimming pool [outdoor] and the aforementioned cocktails.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Adventure (With Some Hiccups)
The food situation at Amullya is… complicated. They boast several Restaurants, with options for Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant etc. The Restaurant's ambiance is perfect. The bar is fine. The food is good when it's good, but the consistency is a bit… random. The Breakfast [buffet] was a mixed bag. Some days, the Asian breakfast, Western breakfast was amazing, other days it was a bit like a school cafeteria, but they make sure to have Coffee/tea in restaurant which is great. They have Desserts in restaurant which keeps the spirit high.
I found Room service [24-hour] to be a lifesaver on lazy afternoons. Ordering a burger and fries while sprawled on the bed with blackout curtains fully deployed? Pure bliss.
Cleanliness and Safety: Trying Hard, Though Not Always Succeeding
Okay, let’s talk COVID. Amullya clearly takes it seriously. They have Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment. They try hard. They really do.
Rooms: Your Private Paradise (Mostly)
My room was a mix of things. I had Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Coffee/tea maker, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Window that opens, Wi-Fi [free]. My room had an amazing view. And the bed? Oh, the bed. It was like sleeping on a cloud made of marshmallows. And the Additional toilet?! Amazing.
Yes, the Air conditioning worked like a charm. Thank goodness. Daily housekeeping kept things spick and span, although I did find a rogue gecko in the bathroom one morning. Honestly, he was cute. But still. A gecko.
Services and Conveniences: A Mixed Bag of Assistance
The Concierge service was helpful but a bit…formal. The Daily housekeeping ladies were absolute stars. Laundry service, Dry cleaning? All on point. And the Car park [free of charge] was a godsend.
For the Kids: Fun, But Maybe Not For All
Amullya has Family/child friendly facilities with Babysitting service. They have Kids facilities. However, I didn't see a lot of kids while I was there, so if you've got younger ones, do a bit of research beforehand.
The Verdict: Worth it? Maybe. With Reservations.
So, would I recommend Amullya Andaman? Well… yes, but with a few caveats. It's got incredible potential. The location is stunning. The pool is glorious. The staff are lovely. But it needs more attention to detail, especially concerning accessibility and food consistency. If you're looking for a truly luxurious, flawless experience, you might be slightly disappointed. If, however, you're looking for a beautiful escape with a few quirks and enough charm to make you forgive some imperfections, Amullya could be your slice of paradise. Just bring your own gecko repellent. And maybe some comfy shoes.
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Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Cao Nguyen Hotel Pleiku's Hidden Paradise!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is going to be a messy, glorious, utterly human account of my time at Hotel Amullya in the Andaman and Nicobar Islands. Consider this less a schedule and more a fever dream – a beautiful, salty, sun-kissed fever dream.
Day 1: Arrival – Sandy Feet, and a Case of the "What-Have-I-Gotten-Myself-Into's"
Morning (Maybe): After what felt like approximately 87 hours of travel (thanks, delayed connecting flight!), I landed in Port Blair. The humidity hit me like a warm, wet hug. And by hug, I mean the kind your weird uncle gives. The airport was tiny, bless its heart. Finding a reliable taxi felt like searching for the Holy Grail, but eventually, I found a guy named Rajesh, who swore his Ambassador was "the smooth ride you've ever felt, madam." Lies, all lies. But hey, at least he got me to Hotel Amullya.
Late Morning/Early Afternoon (Ish): Hotel Amullya. Okay, first impressions? The lobby was charmingly… rustic. Think "tropical chic" meets "slightly-falling-apart." The staff, however, were absolute angels. They’re like the Dalai Lama's slightly less spiritual, but equally kind, younger siblings. They were so helpful and welcoming, I could barely believe this was real life. My room? Clean enough. More importantly, it had air conditioning, which in this climate, is a luxury akin to oxygen.
Afternoon: Spent what felt like half an hour collapsing on my bed, rehydrating and thinking "Did I actually book this trip?" After all, It was almost 1 am by the time I got to sleep. The sheer adrenaline and nervousness I had just worn off, and now I was truly, utterly, and completely exhausted.
Late Afternoon: Wander down to Corbyn's Cove beach, as recommended by the hotel. Holy moly. The turquoise water? The palm trees swaying? I thought I was dreaming. The sand, though… the sand was a bit of a nightmare. It was so hot, and fine sand that the whole beach was just a fiery pit of sand. But hey, at least I got to bury my feet in it right? A quick dip in the sea was lovely, even though I mostly just kept spitting out saltwater. And the sunset? Chef's kiss. A perfect, postcard-worthy sunset. I stood there, alone, feeling a profound sense of… I dunno… everything. Like, life was beautiful, and chaotic, and I was incredibly, ridiculously grateful.
Evening: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. The food was… okay? The service was again excellent. I was trying to eat a spicy dish, the waiter warned me, but I said that I was sure and that I enjoyed spicy food. I think I was wrong. The heat hit me at the back of my throat and then radiated all over my face. I could barely speak. This was the peak of my exhaustion, but it ended well.
Day 2: Havelock Island & The Great Scuba Dive of '23
Morning: The ferry to Havelock Island. Let me tell you, the sea can be a fickle mistress. We were on a cramped ferry, the journey was long, and the waves… they weren't playing nice. I spent most of the ride clutching my stomach and contemplating the existential dread that is seasickness.
Late Morning/Early Afternoon: Arrived at Havelock Island (now known in my mind as "Paradise, and I'm going to probably die from the heat"). Booked into a small guesthouse. Took a nap.
Afternoon (The Scuba Dive Debacle): This. Was. The. Moment. I'd always wanted to scuba dive. I’d signed up for a beginner's course. My instructor, a cheerful chap named Ravi, seemed genuinely enthusiastic. Until, that is, I started underwater. Let's just say, I panicked. Big time. My mask kept flooding, I couldn't equalize the pressure, and I think at one point I swallowed half the ocean. Ravi, bless his patient soul, had to practically drag me back to the surface. I surfaced, sputtering, gasping for air, feeling like a complete failure. Did I love it? NO. Am I glad I did it? YES. The ocean is incredible, and so colorful!
Late Afternoon/Evening: I needed to eat some food and do something to get my adrenaline up. The locals were very kind and helpful and helped me go back to the beach, and walk around it and relax. Ate some delicious, grilled seafood at a beachfront shack. Ate way too much, even though it was just fine. The sunset over Radhanagar Beach was… well, it was another chef's kiss moment. This time, no tears!
Day 3: Back to Port Blair, The Cellular Jail, and a Clash of Cultures
- Morning: Ferry back to Port Blair. The sea was slightly less vindictive and a little more calm.
- Mid-Morning/Early Afternoon: I decided to visit the Cellular Jail (also known as "Kala Pani"). This place… it hit me hard. The stories of the Indian freedom fighters, the brutality they faced… it was utterly heartbreaking. I walked away feeling humbled, ashamed, and deeply, profoundly moved. I could barely hold it together.
- Late Afternoon: I was lucky and quickly ran into some locals at the market. It was a delightful experience to share some tea and exchange a few words in broken Hindi and English.
- Evening: Saw the "Light and Sound Show" at the Cellular Jail. It's basically an account of the history of the place. I don't know if I understood everything, but it left a lasting impression on me.
Day 4: Goodbye, Paradise (and a whole lot of mosquito bites)
- Morning: A final, lingering breakfast at the hotel. Said goodbye to the incredibly kind staff (I'm going to miss them).
- Late Morning: Packed up my things, feeling a weird mix of sadness and relief. Sad to leave this place, but also, my body was exhausted.
- Afternoon: Another smooth ride in Rajesh's "Ambassador" to the airport.
- Evening: Took the long flight. I took a nap on the flight. I got home, feeling like I had lived an entire lifetime, and, I realized, I couldn't stop sharing this trip with everyone.
Messy Reflections:
Perfectly Imperfect: The Andaman Islands aren't perfect. The infrastructure is a little rough around the edges. The mosquitos are relentless. But isn't life the same? This trip was a whirlwind of blissful moments, heartbreaks, and unexpected comedy.
The Food: The food was generally good, but the spice level… oh, the spice level. I learned to love the local cuisine, even though my stomach sometimes disagreed.
The People: The people of the Andaman Islands are the real treasure. Their warmth, their hospitality, their genuine kindness… it's something I will never forget.
Would I go back? In a heartbeat. Even with the sand, the heat, and the near-death scuba experience. Because, amongst all of that, I found something truly special. I can't wait to go back.
This, my friends, is the real deal. It's not a polished travel brochure. It's a raw, honest account of my adventure, imperfections and all. Happy travels!
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Escape to Paradise: Amullya Andaman - Okay, Let's Get Real... Your Questions Answered (Maybe)
So, Amullya. Sounds fancy. Is it *really* worth the hype?
Alright, here’s the thing. “Hype” is a fickle beast. Yes, it's fancy. You're talking infinity pools overlooking the turquoise sea, massages that make you question the very fabric of reality, and food that actually tastes *amazing* (unlike that sad airplane chicken I had last week). Is it worth it? Look, my bank account is still whimpering a little. But... the memory of practically *drowning* in fresh mango juice while watching the sunset? Priceless. Literally, probably. But still. Worth it. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Then spend the next six months eating ramen, I guess.
What kind of rooms are we talking about? Are they, you know, *actual* rooms?
Oh, yes. My dear sweet summer child. These aren't your college dorm rooms. These are... *villas*. Private villas. Mine had a plunge pool bigger than my actual apartment back home! I swear, I half-expected a butler to appear at any moment, offering me a perfectly chilled mimosa. Sadly, no butler. But the pool? Pure bliss. And the bed? I sunk into it so deep I nearly forgot what day of the week it was. Except for Thursday. Thursday was housekeeping day, and they were *ruthless* with my meticulously placed towel sculptures. Kidding! Mostly.
The food! Tell me about the food! Is it just, like, fancy seaweed and things I can't pronounce?
Okay, the food. This is where Amullya truly shines. They have *everything*. Fresh seafood, grilled to perfection. Spice levels that can be adjusted to your, ahem, *delicate* Western palate. (I may have cried, just a little, the first time I accidentally inhaled a chili.) But the presentation! The artistry! Each plate was like a tiny masterpiece. I’m not even a "foodie" but I was taking pictures of my meals. It was a problem. I even tried some things I'd *never* eat at home. And guess what? They were delicious. Seriously, I’m still dreaming about this coconut curry I had… I need to find the recipe. Or maybe just go back. Yeah, going back sounds easier.
What activities are there? I don't want to just sit around doing nothing (though, admittedly, that sounds tempting).
Oh, you can do *everything*! Snorkeling, diving (apparently the underwater world is spectacular, though I chickened out and just paddled in the shallows – jellyfish, man, jellyfish!), kayaking, sunset cruises… I even tried yoga on the beach. Picture this: me, attempting a downward dog, looking more like a confused flamingo. Luckily, nobody was watching. (Or, if they were, they were too polite to laugh.) There are also excursions to other islands, spice plantations… honestly, you'll be spoiled for choice. I’d advise pacing yourself, unless you're like me and try to cram everything in, resulting in a delightful sunburn and a general sense of exhaustion by day three.
What are the beaches *really* like? I've seen the photos. Are they Photoshopped?
Okay, here’s the truth bomb: the beaches are *better* than the photos. Seriously. They're ridiculously gorgeous. White sand, turquoise water, swaying palm trees… it’s postcard perfection. And clean! Honestly, cleaner than my apartment after I've actually cleaned it. I spent hours just wandering, getting lost in the beauty of it all. I even saw a sea turtle! (Okay, I *think* it was a sea turtle. Might have been a particularly large piece of driftwood. Doesn’t matter. It was magical.) Just… be prepared to be utterly, completely, and irrevocably mesmerized.
How's the spa? I need to know about the spa!
The spa… oh, the spa. Okay. Deep breaths. I might need therapy after reliving the spa experience. It was pure, unadulterated *bliss*. I had a massage that… well, let's just say I attained a level of relaxation I didn't even know was possible. This woman (they called her a "therapist" but she was basically a massage magician) worked out knots I didn't even know I had. I swear, I walked out feeling like I was floating. Literally. I stumbled a little. But it was worth it. Absolutely, unequivocally worth it. The ginger tea afterwards? Perfection. Consider me converted to a spa-going devotee. I might sell my cat. Okay, maybe not. But I need another massage. Like, yesterday.
Okay, fine, what was the *worst* part? Gotta be something, right?
Alright, alright. Nothing's perfect, even in paradise. Let's be honest, the mosquito situation was… *intense* at times. I’m pretty sure I donated a significant amount of blood to the local mosquito population. Bring bug spray. Seriously. And maybe a hazmat suit. No, no, I'm being dramatic. But do bring the bug spray. The only other minor hiccup was that my suitcase got lost on the way there!! And I panicked! I just knew my favorite sandals and sunscreen would never reach me. They did, but after a few days. So pack a small carry on with the essentials. I've learnt my lesson. Otherwise? Honestly, I'm struggling to find a major fault. Maybe… leaving? That was pretty rough.
Is it actually *romantic*? Asking for a friend... (cough).
Oh, absolutely. Romantic as all get-out. I saw *so* many couples gazing into each other's eyes over candlelit dinners on the beach. I almost got jealous, until I remembered I get to eat *all* the mangoes myself. But seriously, if you’re looking for a romantic getaway, this is it. The sunsets are stunning. The ambiance is perfect. And you'll be surrounded by beauty - which, let's face it, is romantic in itself. If you're single, well, maybe bring a good book and a sense of humor. Or just embrace the solitude and enjoy the heck out of it. There's beauty in that too.
Would you go back? Seriously.
Do you even need to ask? In a heartbeat. I'm already checking flights. In fact, I’mUrban Hotel Search
