Unbelievable Baguio Find! Zya 3BR A-House Awaits!
Unbelievable Baguio Find?! Zya 3BR A-House Awaits! – My Baguio Bliss (and a Few Quirks)
Okay, so I've just stumbled back from Baguio, and I'm still unpacking the mountain of laundry and the memories. Let’s just say… Zya’s 3BR A-House? It’s a whole vibe. I'm going to try to break this down for y'all, but honestly, it's going to be a stream-of-thought situation. Buckle up.
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(Accessibility – The Real Deal)
Accessibility… this is where it gets a little… patchy. See, I was hoping for a super-accessible experience, you know, a place where you can roll up to everything without a fuss. While they mention facilities for disabled guests (listed in the "Services" section), I didn't see direct details on the specifics. I'd definitely recommend contacting them directly if accessibility is a must. The grounds, being Baguio, have some… hills involved. Let's just say, if you're pushing a wheelchair, pack your stamina!
(On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges – A Bit of a Guessing Game)
The listing doesn't scream "wheelchair ballet" when it comes to restaurants. There are places to eat on-site (more on that later!), but I'm unsure if they're all optimized for ease of movement. Contacting them beforehand is key.
(Wheelchair Accessible – The Big Question Mark!)
As mentioned, not entirely sure. My advice?: Call ahead and double-check those details. Don't assume. Assume nothing!
(Internet Access – Praise the Wi-Fi Gods!)
Okay, THANK GOD for the internet. This is a mountain getaway, people! You NEED it! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms? YES! Absolutely crucial. I had to upload 4,000 photos of the sunrise (okay, maybe not that many, but still). Internet (LAN) access? Didn't use it, but it's there if you're old school. Internet services – all the basics you need. Now, this is a win for me.
(Things to Do & Ways to Relax – Spa-tacular or Just Okay?)
Alright, so we're talking about a spa. You've got your sauna, spa, spa/sauna, steamroom, Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage. They have a pool with a view, and an outdoor swimming pool. The vibe is definitely chill, but – and here's a but – I didn't get to actually get that pampered. Life, am I right? I was picturing myself in, maybe, a luxurious robe, getting a body wrap… It didn't happen, but the promise is there, and honestly, the thought alone was soothing. I'm still holding onto that potential spa day in my head, dreaming of the Poolside Bar…
Fitness Center, Gym/fitness: They've got those too, but I mostly used the Baguio hills for cardio. 😅
(Cleanliness and Safety – Feeling Safe & Sound…Mostly)
Okay, this is important. In the post-pandemic world, this is crucial. They have anti-viral cleaning products, rooms sanitized between stays, daily disinfection in common areas, and professional-grade sanitizing services. Hand sanitizer is available. They also have staff trained in safety protocol, sterilizing equipment, and hygiene certification. I felt pretty secure. I mean, you always hope for extra cleanliness, but they seem to be actively making an effort. They even offered me room sanitization opt-out, which makes you feel like they're really trying. I was impressed. (And, I'll confess, I did a quick wipe-down of my own favorite spots anyway – habit, you know?)
Oh, and they had a doctor/nurse on call and a first aid kit. Which is always a plus, especially after…hiking.
(Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Food Glorious Food!)
Restaurants are on offer. A la carte in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant.
So, a LOT.
You're covered. Western cuisine? Check. Asian breakfast? Check. Buffet? Absolutely. They even had a Vegetarian restaurant. The food was decent. The Poolside Bar? Dreamy. I spent a glorious hour there, watching the sunset. The coffee shop was my daily ritual before conquering the trails. I enjoyed a few evening happy hours. The Asian Cuisine was a delight. The Buffet was good.
(Services and Conveniences – Everything but a Pony!)
This is a long list, but it's good. Air conditioning in public area, audio-visual equipment for special events, business facilities, cash withdrawal, concierge, contactless check-in/out, convenience store, currency exchange, daily housekeeping, doorman, dry cleaning, elevator, essential condiments, facilities for disabled guests, food delivery, gift/souvenir shop, indoor venue for special events, invoice provided, ironing service, laundry service, luggage storage, meeting/banquet facilities, meetings, meeting stationery, on-site event hosting, outdoor venue for special events, projector/LED display, safety deposit boxes, seminars, shrine, smoking area, terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center.
Seriously, they thought of everything. Everything but a pony (though, given the hills, maybe that's a blessing!).
(For the Kids – Family-Friendly Vibes)
Babysitting service, family/child friendly, kids facilities, kids meal. My kids weren't with me this trip, but I saw loads of other families there, and everyone seemed happy. Seems like a solid choice for a family getaway.
(Access – The Security Squad!)
CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, fire extinguisher, front desk [24-hour], security [24-hour], smoke alarms, smoke detectors. I felt safe. Even with a slight fear of heights.
(Getting Around – Easy Breezy)
Airport transfer, bicycle parking, car park [free of charge], car park [on-site], car power charging station, taxi service, valet parking. Driving in Baguio can be… interesting. Valet parking is a blessing. The free car park is a bonus. They've really thought about transport.
(Available in all Rooms – Comfort is Key!)
Okay, the rooms themselves. This is where Zya really shines. Additional toilet, air conditioning, alarm clock, bathrobes, bathtub, black-out curtains, carpeting, closet, coffee/tea maker, complimentary tea, daily housekeeping, desk, extra long bed, free bottled water, hair dryer, high floor, in-room safe box, internet access – LAN, internet access – wireless, ironing facilities, laptop workspace, linens, mini bar, mirror, non-smoking, on-demand movies, private bathroom, reading light, refrigerator, safety/security feature, satellite/cable channels, scale, seating area, separate shower/bathtub, shower, slippers, smoke detector, socket near the bed, sofa, soundproofing, telephone, toiletries, towels, umbrella, visual alarm, wake-up service, wi-fi [free], window that opens.
Everything you need is there. The bathrobes were the best, the blackout curtains got me some much-needed sleep. The rooms are well-maintained, and the internet is fast. The bed was super comfortable.
(A Few Quirks and Imperfections)
Alright, let's get real.
- Pet Policy (or Lack Thereof): I REALLY wanted to bring my dog, but…nope. No pets allowed. Major bummer. My dog would have LOVED the Baguio weather!
- The Exterior Corridors: The A-House is an exterior corridor building. I didn't mind, but be prepared for potential noise from other guests. Though the rooms are also soundproofed.
- The "Proposal Spot": I saw a photo of the "proposal spot" (listed). Thought, "Oh, this is romantic!" It was fine, but the view wasn't exactly breathtaking.
(Overall – Would I Go Back?)
Absolutely! Zya’s 3BR A-House is a solid choice for a Baguio getaway. It's comfortable, well-equipped, centrally located, offers a good range of amenities, and the staff were lovely. The
Escape to Paradise: Le Vimarn Cottages & Spa, Koh Samet's Hidden Gem
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is a raw, unfiltered, and probably caffeine-fueled account of my chaotic adventure to Zya 3BR A-House in Baguio, Philippines. Prepare for tangents, existential crises, and the agonizing search for decent coffee.
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Baguio Fog-Off (and the Quest for Adobo!)
- 7:00 AM: Alarm. Ugh. Why do I subject myself to this torture? Pack a bag (mostly clothes I might wear) and a half-eaten banana. This is my pre-Baguio fuel.
- 7:30 AM: The pre-arranged Grab car (or, as I'm now calling it, "The Chariot of Patience.") arrives, and I'm off. Smooth sailing… until Manila traffic decides otherwise. This is a reminder of why I don't live in Manila.
- 11:00 AM (ish): Arrive at the Victory Liner bus terminal, feeling like a seasoned traveler. I'd forgotten how much I loathe inter-provincial bus rides. The air conditioning is set to "Arctic Blast," and the woman beside me is loudly Facetiming her entire extended family. Oh joy.
- 1:30 PM (ish): Finally, Baguio! The air's crisp, the fog is thick, and I'm mildly ecstatic. The driver of our pre-booked car is already in the waiting area. The fog is so dense that I nearly walked face-first into a street vendor selling… well, something. I think.
- 2:00 PM: Check into Zya 3BR A-House. It's… cute. Not as Instagrammable as I'd hoped, but hey, it has a bed that looks comfy. The place smells of a combination of pine and old socks. (Maybe the socks were pine-scented?)
- 2:30 PM: The initial exploration. Let's see what we have here. Three bedrooms, which is great, because I need my space. The living room looks comfy enough, but it's all the other essentials that make or break a place:
- The internet: Okay, not the fastest in the world, but it works, and that's a win.
- The TV: I don't watch much TV on vacation, but its good to know it's there.
- The bathroom: Clean, with a shower that mostly doesn't leak. I'm happy.
- 3:00 PM: The hunt for food begins. My stomach is rumbling like a disgruntled dragon. First objective: Adobo. My all-time favorite Filipino dish. We walk, and walk, and walk… and end up at a hole-in-the-wall place I'd never find again. The adobo? Glorious. Absolutely, melt-in-your-mouth glorious. I ate it like I'd been stranded on a desert island.
- 4:30 PM: The afternoon nap- a mandatory part of most of my holidays…
- 6:00 PM: Walking around the city now. It's a bit underwhelming, to be quite honest.
- 8:00 PM: Dinner. More food. This time, it's a restaurant recommended by the internet. It was… fine. Edible, but not life-changing. I'm starting to think I'm a culinary snob.
- 9:00 PM: Exhausted, yet strangely wired. Stare at the ceiling in the darkness. The fog is still there, lingering outside. The day was… a day, I'll grant it that.
Day 2: Mines View Park and the Existential Dread of Souvenir Shopping (and Missing the Bus!)
- 7:30 AM: Wake up. The soreness from the bus ride has set in. Groan. Coffee. NEED COFFEE.
- 8:00 AM: Coffee. Found a local coffee shop. Much better - the coffee, the taste, the smell!
- 8:30 AM: A walk. The fog is almost gone. The sun is peeking through. Baguio is, admittedly, beautiful.
- 9:00 AM: Head straight to Mines View Park. Tourists everywhere. Seriously, it's a sea of selfie sticks and people haggling for prices on… souvenirs. I hate souvenir shopping. I really hate souvenir shopping. Especially the ones that are not for me.
- 9:30 AM: The view from Mines View Park. Ah, okay, I get it now. It's quite spectacular, mountains stretching out into a hazy distance. Snap a few photos.
- 10:00 AM: The obligatory souvenir search. I buy a generic "I love Baguio" t-shirt for my nephew and a key chain for my mom (I swear, I try). The saleswoman tries to upsell me on a carved wooden dragon. I resist. My wallet breathes a sigh of relief.
- 11:00 AM: Finally, the most important part of the day, food. Found a restaurant that serves pinikpikan and kinuday. It was awesome. Pinikpikan, with its smoky, flavorful broth, warms me from the inside out.
- 12:00 PM: Wandering. Trying to orient myself in the city. Getting horribly lost. Asking for directions. Feeling slightly pathetic.
- 1:00 PM: Attempt to get a quick snack - missed the bus to our afternoon itinerary. Damn!
- 2:00 PM: Rescheduled itinerary: go to Burnham Park. More people. The lake is pretty (for the record, I prefer lakes).
- 3:00 PM (ish): I rent a boat. I regret it immediately. The water smells slightly stagnant. The boat, is a tad rickety. I row, and row, and row… and barely move.
- 4:00 PM: The return to the A-House: a moment of quiet reflection and journaling.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner. This time, I discover a hidden gem: a small, family-run restaurant that serves authentic, delicious, and affordable food. The whole experience gave me a warm feeling. Yes!
- 8:00 PM: Reading random articles online, and the sound of the rain on the roof lulls me back to sleep, the second night of my Baguio trip.
Day 3: The Longing for Home (and the Quest for a Decent Farewell Breakfast)
- 7:00 AM: Okay, this is it. Last day. I drag myself out of bed. I'm starting to miss my own bed, despite how basic the A-House feels.
- 7:30 AM: The ritual. Coffee. Gotta have coffee.
- 8:00 AM: A final wander around the neighborhood. Looking for something to eat.
- 8:30 AM: Found a place. Breakfast: Baguio-style longganisa. Decent, but not mind-blowing.
- 9:00 AM: Check-out time. Sigh. Farewell, Zya 3BR A-House. It wasn't perfect, but I have to admit I had some good moments in here.
- 9:30 AM: Waiting, waiting. More patience. The bus terminal is… well, it's a bus terminal. Full of people clutching bags and looking slightly bewildered.
- 10:00 AM: Waiting. Staring at the schedule. Questioning my life choices.
- 10:30 AM: The bus arrives! More traffic.
- 4:30 PM (ish): Back to Manila. The journey has ended.
- 5:00 PM: Safe and sound back home. Happy to be home. Tired, but happy.
Final Thoughts:
Baguio was… an experience. Beautiful, frustrating, delicious, and exhausting, all rolled into one. The fog, the traffic, the souvenir shops… they're all part of the charm. And the memories. The good adobo. Never forget the good adobo. Would I go back? Hmm… maybe. After I've caught up on my sleep and recovered from all the human-ness of it all. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I need a nap. Cheers!
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Okay, spill the tea. What *IS* this "Zya 3BR A-House" anyway? Is it actually... *unbelievable*? (My expectations are already sky-high, FYI.)
Alright, alright, settle down, drama queen. From what I *gather* (because let's be honest, I've only seen the ad blasted across Facebook like a desperate cry for attention), it's a three-bedroom, A-frame house up in Baguio. "Zya" is probably the developer or the name of the place... who knows? The "unbelievable" part? That's pure marketing fluff, darling. They all say that! Whether it actually *is* unbelievable… well, that's where we delve into the murky depths of Baguio house hunting, a territory I've unfortunately, and recently, found myself navigating. My poor sanity… My friend, let's call her… uh… Brenda, she *swears* by A-frames. "Cozy vibes, close to nature, perfect for Instagram!" she'd shriek. (Brenda, by the way, also thinks her cat is a fashion icon and dresses him in tiny sunglasses. So, take her advice with a grain of salt.) We saw an 'A-frame' once that was… a disaster. The "A" was more like a sad, drooping W. And the "close to nature" bit? Turns out it meant "next to a sewage treatment plant." So, yeah. "Unbelievable" is a loaded word. Proceed with caution, my friend. Proceed with *extreme* caution.
Baguio, huh? Is it *actually* in a good location? Because traffic and chaos are basically synonymous with that city.
Ugh, Baguio traffic. Don't even get me STARTED. I swear, sometimes I think the entire city is just one giant, slow-moving conga line of jeepneys and terrified tourists. The ad probably *says* "prime location, near everything!" but honestly, "near everything" in Baguio could mean anything from "a five-minute walk (if you're lucky and there isn't a Christmas parade blocking the way)" to "a two-hour jeepney ride involving three transfers and a near-death experience." I once saw a house for sale that claimed to be "centrally located." Turns out, "centrally located" meant "right next to the public market and a karaoke bar that specialized in death metal renditions of Disney songs." Needless to say, the *vibrations* alone were enough to send you running for the hills. So, yeah. LOCATION. Find out the *exact* address, then Google Maps the HELL out of it. And *then* consider the traffic. And *then* pray to whatever deity handles Baguio housing gods that it isn't a disaster. Seriously, the prayers are crucial.
Three bedrooms? Good size for a family? Or a massive waste if it's just me and my chihuahua, Peanut?
Three bedrooms… hmm. Depends, doesn't it? If you're rocking a family, absolutely fantastic! If you're like me, and your biggest commitment is keeping your houseplants alive – and your chihuahua... Peanut? Bless her heart. (Is she spoiled? I'm guessing yes.) Three bedrooms could be a bit much. UNLESS… you plan to convert one into a mega-walk-in closet (priorities, people!) and the other into a dedicated Peanut-palooza playroom. Think tiny squeaky toys, miniature doggy treadmills, the works. But honestly, space is relative. I once lived in a shoebox apartment that claimed to have "ample space." They were clearly liars. This A-frame could be tiny, with rooms barely big enough to swing a… a… well, not a cat with tiny sunglasses, let's just say that. Ask for the *actual* dimensions. Don't trust those beautifully airbrushed floor plans. They're always deceptive!
Okay, so what should I *actually* look for on a viewing?! Besides the obvious like, ya know… walls. And a roof.
Walls and a roof? Brilliant observation, Inspector Gadget. Seriously though, you need to be a detective! First, CHECK THE WATER PRESSURE. Baguio's notorious for water shortages. Imagine trying to shower but only getting a dribble. Nightmare fuel. Test the plumbing, flush the toilets, and *run* all the faucets. Then, scope out the insulation. A-frames can get drafty. Is there evidence of mold? A Musty Smell? Run. Run far, and run fast. And this is a big one: Ask about termites! Baguio is practically a buffet for those little wood-munching monsters. Ask if they had a pest control, if so when, get a copy of the certificate. And finally… this is more about gut feeling than anything… Does it *feel* right? Is it *cozy*? Is Brenda’s cat looking at you judgingly? Trust your instincts. You're going to spend a lot of time there. And this reminds me... I actually saw a house once that was "perfect" on paper. Gorgeous views, modern amenities, the works! Until I walked in. The air was thick with tension. The energy was... off. Turns out, a very nasty divorce had just been finalized there. I swear, I could still *feel* the lingering resentment. I bolted within five minutes. So trust your gut! It's usually right. Or, you know, you could end up buying a house cursed by the ghosts of a failed marriage… which, admittedly, *might* make for some interesting dinner parties.
What if I love it? How do I *actually* get this house and not end up crying in a hotel room convinced I made a terrible life choice?
Okay, okay, let's assume for a moment that this "Unbelievable Baguio Find" is actually... you know... *believable*. And you love it! Deep breaths, my friend. Deep breaths. First, get a lawyer. A *good* lawyer. One who understands the intricacies of Baguio real estate (which, trust me, are often more complicated than rocket science). Second, **NEGOTIATE**. Don't just take their initial asking price. That's like accepting the first price at a *palengke* – you're practically begging to be ripped off. Look at comparable properties in the area. Did they actually get the house for the price? Are prices dropping? Be assertive. Negotiate hard! Third, *GET IT INSPECTED*. Hire a reputable inspector to assess the house from top to bottom. This is crucial to uncover any hidden problems (termites, leaky roofs, shoddy wiring – you name it). This is where you find the bad stuff! And finally... If all goes well and you find yourself signing the papers? CONGRATULATIONS! Break out the champagne (or, you know, a good Baguio coffee) and celebrate. But remember, houseowning is a marathon, not a sprint. And there will be problems. Life happens. Be prepared for the unexpected. And just… try not to end up crying. And if you do cry? Don't worry, Brenda's cat probably won't judge you. Much. (Okay, it definitely will.)
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