Luxury Vila Velha Escape: Ponta Grossa's Hidden Gem!
Hotel Review: A Whirlwind of Expectations and Reality (With Bonus Metadata!)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to unleash a review that's less "sterile hotel brochure" and more "drunken diary entry after a particularly strong Mai Tai." Forget the polished veneer; we're going raw, real, and maybe a little bit chaotic. This hotel… sigh… let's dive in, shall we?
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The Arrival & Accessibility: A Mixed Bag
First impressions, right? The lobby was… spacious. Too spacious, maybe? Like, you could probably land a small plane in there. Good for social distancing, bad for warmth. And let's talk accessibility. They claimed to be accessible. Listed it, bragged about it, the whole shebang.
Accessibility: They had ramps! Huzzah! And an elevator that… well, it worked. Sometimes. The buttons were a bit… sticky, and the whole thing sounded like a dying robot. But hey, it functioned. Wheelchair accessible: Tick. The public areas seemed alright, and at least on paper all the listed accessibility items were available. I didn’t test every single thing, but I did notice the staff did really try to accommodate. It gave me warm fuzzy feelings.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: I saw some, thought I couldn't try any to be fair.
Internet Access: The Wi-Fi Saga
Oh, the Wi-Fi. The bane of my existence, the source of endless frustration. They boasted, "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" And in the description, they also added "Internet [LAN]" and "Internet access – wireless". They doubled-down! That should be a good sign…Right?
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!: Technically true. But let's just say "free" doesn't equal "reliable." I spent half my stay tethered to my phone, cursing the hotel's name under my breath. The signal was weaker than a kitten's sneeze. I suspect it was powered by squirrels on tiny wheels.
- Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services: Forget it. My attempts at using the LAN were met with blank stares and the sound of dial-up modems in the distance. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but the LAN was a ghost. Honestly, I did not even ask much.
- Wi-Fi in public areas: A little bit better, but still prone to disappearing acts. Picture me, hunched over my laptop in the lobby, desperately trying to upload a photo with a connection that resembled a dying hummingbird.
Things to Do (and Ways to Relax): Promises, Promises
Okay, let's talk fun stuff. This is where the hotel really tried to impress.
- Things to do: Well, there was a whole pamphlet. The problem was how easy it was to get bored.
- Ways to relax: Right, the whole point of a hotel. The options, listed, included a Body scrub, Body wrap, Fitness center, Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Massage, Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, and Swimming pool [outdoor].
- The Spa: I heard the spa was something. I decided to get the works. I'll give it to them: my massage was pretty dang good. The masseuse was a zen master, and by the end, I was practically drooling on the massage table. Worth it. I wasn't able to use all the other features.
Cleanliness and Safety: A Post-Pandemic Assessment
This is where things should shine, right? Post-pandemic, cleanliness is paramount. I was watching.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Check. They said they used them, and everything looked pretty spotless.
- Breakfast in room: Available. Didn't try it.
- Breakfast takeaway service: Also available.
- Cashless payment service: Yes! Thank goodness.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Supposedly, but the elevators cough cough.
- Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit: Thankfully, I didn't need either.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere! Bonus points.
- Hot water linen and laundry washing: Good.
- Hygiene certification: I saw a couple.
- Individually-wrapped food options: Yes, almost annoyingly so.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Mostly observed.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services: The effort was visible.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: They asked.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Seemed like it.
- Safe dining setup: Not sure what that means.
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Probably.
- Shared stationery removed: Phew.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Seemed like it.
- Sterilizing equipment: I didn't see that.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Gastronomic Adventure (or Maybe Not)
- A la carte in restaurant: Yup.
- Alternative meal arrangement: I didn't ask.
- Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant: I might have had one, but I did not keep a mental note.
- Bar: A decent selection.
- Bottle of water: Included!
- Breakfast [buffet]: The buffet was… substantial. A kaleidoscope of questionable pastries, lukewarm eggs, and mystery meats. I stuck to the fruit.
- Breakfast service: Fine.
- Buffet in restaurant: See above.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop: I could find it.
- Desserts in restaurant: They looked better than they tasted.
- Happy hour: Decent prices.
- International cuisine in restaurant: Yes, and a bit heavy on the… international.
- Poolside bar: The view was nice.
- Restaurants: Several.
- Room service [24-hour]: A lifesaver at 3 AM.
- Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant: Okay.
- Vegetarian restaurant: I did not see one.
- Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: See above.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things (and the Not-So-Little Ones)
- Air conditioning in public area: Yes.
- Audio-visual equipment for special events: I think so.
- Business facilities: I didn't test them.
- Cash withdrawal, Concierge: Both good.
- Contactless check-in/out: Thank you!
- Convenience store: Good for snacks.
- Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping: Both worked.
- Doorman, Dry cleaning: Nice.
- Elevator: See above.
- Essential condiments: I found a few.
- Facilities for disabled guests: See above.
- Food delivery: Available.
- Gift/souvenir shop: Touristy.
- Indoor venue for special events: Yes.
- Invoice provided: Yes.
- Ironing service: Good.
- Laundry service, Luggage storage: Used them.
- Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings: I didn't test them.
- Meeting stationery: No idea.
- On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events: Probably.
- Projector/LED display: Maybe.
- Safety deposit boxes: Yes.
- Seminars, Shrine: What?
- Smoking area: I saw one.
- Terrace: Nice.
- Wi-Fi for special events: Could not test.
- Xerox/fax in business center: Didn't need it.
For the Kids: The Family Factor
- Babysitting service: Available.
- Family/child friendly: Definitely.
- Kids facilities, Kids meal: Yes.
Access, Security, & Getting Around: The Practicalities
- Access: Alright
- CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property: Good.
- Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private]: Yes!
- **Couple'
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're heading to… Villa Velha State Park and Ponta Grossa, Brazil! And honestly? I'm already feeling the jet lag brewing. This isn't going to be a pristine, perfectly-crafted itinerary. This is more like… a chaotic love letter to adventure, with a healthy dose of "please don't judge my questionable choices."
Day 1: Landing That Plane and Hoping My Luggage Doesn't End Up in Timbuktu
Morning (Okay, fine, late morning): Arrived at Afonso Pena International Airport in Curitiba (the closest major airport). The flight was… well, it was a flight. You know, the usual suspects: crying babies, seat-kickers with remarkably strong calves, and that one guy aggressively eating peanuts. My carry-on? Miraculously intact. My sanity? Still questionable.
Afternoon: The drive to Ponta Grossa. Oh, the drive. I'd read about the landscape, the rolling hills, the promise of magic… and then I spent an hour glued to my WhatsApp trying to figure out the best route. Okay, full honesty here, I may have taken a detour involving a dirt road and a lot of confused cows. Turns out, my GPS has a wicked sense of humor. Found my hotel (Hotel Planalto – nothing fancy, but clean, and they had a decent coffee machine, crucial). Feeling tired, definitely.
Evening: First meal in Ponta Grossa! Found a churrascaria (Brazilian steakhouse), and OH. MY. GOD. The meat. Glorious, never-ending meat! I think I ate enough to power a small village for a week. The atmosphere was buzzing, people laughing, and the sheer abundance of food felt… liberating. Felt a little bit like a glutton, no lie. Afterwards, a walk to somewhere, lost my way. Ended back at the hotel. Fell asleep like a log at 8:30pm.
Day 2: Villa Velha State Park and the Feeling of Tiny-ness
Morning: UGH. Woke up with a meat coma. But the mission, oh the mission! Villa Velha State Park! Packed my water bottle, applied a suspicious amount of sunscreen, and headed out. The bus trip was an adventure, it could be said. It felt long, and yet once they arrive, it was well worth it. I was at the entrance.
Mid-morning: Okay, Villa Velha. Photos don't do this place justice. These sandstone formations, sculpted by wind and rain over millions of years, are just… mind-bogglingly beautiful. I did the circuit, gawking at all the shapes: the "Taça" (cup), the "Camelo" (camel), so on and so forth. It genuinely made me feel small and insignificant in the best possible way. Like, "Wow, existence is vast and I'm just a speck of dust" kind of small. Started taking photos. I thought I had some good ones, but then I checked and realized I was just snapping photos of the floor.
Afternoon: The "Furnas" (canyons) were next. This is where pure awe comes into play. Walking around the edge, peering down, feeling the wind…it was breathtaking, and in a way that made me want to weep. The lake at the bottom looked so inviting, but I did not feel like swimming. I will be honest, I was starting to get a bit overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. I needed a break. Sat down and ate a sandwich I’d packed. Tried taking creative photos here. Failed again.
Late Afternoon: Back to Ponta Grossa. Honestly, a bit of a blur. I just wanted some quiet. Sat in a cafe and drank the strongest coffee I could find, and sketched the park in small pieces. Watched people walking by, feeling like an observer. Soaked the silence up. By the time I got back to the hotel, I was both exhausted and exhilarated.
Evening: Found a local restaurant and had a sopa de barreado (a slow-cooked meat stew from the state of Paraná, which is similar to the meat from the churrascaria, but very different in taste). It was rich, and hearty, and the perfect kind of comfort food after a day of being humbled by nature. I felt completely content, even though I was still probably a little bit sunburnt. And went to sleep earlier.
Day 3: More Ponta Grossa and Saying Goodbye (or See You Later!)
Morning: Okay, I had planned to visit the Parque Estadual de Vila Velha. I changed my mind. There's something about these places. They are so good. I found myself walking by. There were too many people. So, I went back to the hotel and I watched some TV, read my book, and ate some fruit. Nice and simple.
Afternoon: Last-minute souvenir shopping! Trying to find something authentic that wasn't a cheap trinket was a mission and a half. Ended up with a hand-carved wooden trinket box. And a lot of coffee. Back at the hotel to pack.
Late Afternoon/Evening: Taxi to the airport. The usual pre-flight frenzy. This time, the flight wasn't cancelled. This time, no real drama. Brazil, oh Brazil, you really made me feel like I was alive.
So, what exactly *is* this whole "life" thing anyway?
Ugh, good question. And honestly? I'm still figuring that out. It's a chaotic soup, isn't it? Sometimes it's a gourmet meal (think that ridiculously amazing pasta you had last night), sometimes it's a mystery meat special that makes you question everything. I had this profound, deep thought the other day, while wrestling with the laundry and, you know, contemplating the vastness of the universe. Life's like... a never-ending to-do list, a poorly planned road trip, and a box of chocolates, all rolled into one. You never really *know* what you’re going to get.
Why does everything always feel so… complicated?
Oh, honey, preach! Complicated is the name of the game. I think it's because we're all these flawed, emotional creatures trying to navigate a world that's simultaneously breathtaking and utterly bonkers. Like, take relationships. You think you've got it all figured out, then BAM! Misunderstanding, hurt feelings, and suddenly you're questioning your entire existence over a slightly passive-aggressive text message. Seriously, why can't people just *say* what they’re thinking? The amount of time and energy I've wasted on deciphering cryptic messages... the struggle is real. I once spent an entire weekend trying to decode a friend's slightly ambiguous "I'll see you later." as a 'maybe'. I mean, a weekend!
What's the best advice you ever got?
Okay, so, this isn't a grand, philosophical pronouncement, but it's stuck with me. My grandma, bless her heart, used to say, "Never trust a fart." (She was amazing.) And honestly? That's applicable in *so* many situations. Not literally, although... you know. But metaphorically! Don't trust promises that are too good to be true. Don't trust your instincts when you've had too much coffee. Don't trust that feeling you get when you *know* you should probably have a backup plan. It has saved me from a whole lot of potential disasters.
What are the biggest challenges right now?
Oh, *that's* easy. First off, figuring out my tax situation. You ever feel like you should have paid more attention in that accounting class you skipped junior year? Yeah, me too. Then there's the whole "adulting" thing. Keeping plants alive, paying bills on time, remembering to call my mom... it's a constant juggling act. And let's be honest, the world is a mess right now. It’s overwhelming. The news? Don’t even get me started. I try to balance staying informed with not getting totally consumed by it. Honestly, a good distraction (like a fluffy cat video or a ridiculously cheesy rom-com) is sometimes the best medicine.
What's the worst day you ever had?
Ugh. Okay, buckle up. It was a few years back, and the day started badly and just... spiraled. I woke up late, spilled coffee all over my white shirt (classic). Then, trying to rush to work, I locked my keys in the car. Cue frantic call to the locksmith, which, of course, meant I was even further behind. Arrived at work late, where I was promptly chewed out by my boss. It was a project I was working on that failed, because some data was corrupted. Then, to top it all off, my then-boyfriend broke up with me via text message. Through a data connection issue, that text got delayed by like, 20 minutes... I thought he'd forgotten Valentine's day and was wondering when it was going to be over. I then got a notification on my bank that I had a late fee, because I mixed my bills, and then the power went out in my apartment. That day it felt like the universe was actively conspiring against me. Honestly, I went home, ordered a pizza, watched terrible TV, and just sobbed into my pillow. It was brutal. But you know what? I survived. And I’m telling the story now. So, there's that.
What makes you happy?
Ooh, now we're talking! Sunshine. A good book. The smell of freshly baked bread. That first sip of coffee in the morning (magic!). Laughing so hard my stomach hurts. Spending time with the people I love. Tiny, everyday moments, really. The little things that make life bearable, and then, sometimes, actually amazing. I'm a firm believer in the power of a good hug, a spontaneous dance party in the kitchen, and the absolute joy of a perfect sunset. And, okay, pizza. Pizza is definitely up there. And cute animals!
What's your biggest regret?
Honestly, it's probably not taking more risks when I was younger. I spent a lot of time playing it safe, worrying about what other people thought, not really going for what I wanted. I had this dream of backpacking through Southeast Asia, but I kept putting it off, making excuses. "Oh, I need to save up more money," or "My job, I can't travel"... you know the drill. And now? Yeah it still tugs at me, as if I can still feel the regret. Those opportunities just vanish, don't they? So yeah, I regret not being brave enough to chase some of those dreams.
What's something you’re passionate about?
This could be a very long answer... I'm passionate about a lot of things. Let's start with my friends and family! I love supporting them and just being there for them, always. I also just love creating. Whether it is baking (or trying to bake something that doesn't burn), writing, or drawing, I thrive by getting to be creative. I thrive by creating for myself and for the world. I believe in the power of storytelling. I also feel strongly about social justice! I'm passionate about fighting for a more equitable world. Oh, and I'm super passionate about... books! I could spend hours in a bookstore just soaking up the atmosphere.
What are you looking forward to?
Hmmm… well, on a small scale, I'm really looking forward to that new book coming out! It's been on pre-order for ages! And, I'Starlight Inns
