Lisbon's Hidden Gem: LARANJEIRAS DELUXE by HOMING - Unforgettable Stay!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a stay at LARANJEIRAS DELUXE by HOMING – the self-proclaimed "Hidden Gem" in Lisbon – and let me tell you, it's an experience that…well, let's just say it's something. I'm going to spill the beans, the good, the bad, and the hilariously awkward, to give you the real lowdown. Forget those glossy, airbrushed reviews, this is the raw deal.
First Impressions & Accessibility - Kinda Messy, Honestly
So, the "Hidden Gem" thing? Yeah, it's true. Finding it was a mini-adventure. My taxi driver, bless his heart, looked like he wanted to bail after the first wrong turn. Lisbon's streets are NOTORIOUS, and this place is tucked away. Accessibility? Okay, here's the deal. The website says "Facilities for disabled guests," and it’s an elevator which is ALWAYS a win. I didn't personally need to check the full wheelchair accessibility, but based on the layout… it's probably not the easiest to navigate, but at least there's the elevator. So, a mixed bag on this front.
The Rooms - Oh, the Rooms! (And My Battle with the Blackout Curtains)
Alright, let's talk rooms, because this is where the magic (and the minor frustrations) began. I opted for a "Deluxe" room (duh, it's in the name). The vibe? Modern, clean, and with a serious dedication to white. Like, seriously white. The kind of place where you feel compelled to wear hospital scrubs, just to avoid accidentally messing anything up. It had everything listed, from the air conditioning to the mini bar (thank god). Free Wi-Fi? Yep, and it actually worked, which is a MAJOR win! The Wi-Fi in all rooms guarantee held up! Free bottled water was a savior, because, Lisbon heat. The bathroom phone? Let's just say I didn't actually use it. My biggest struggle, though, involved the blackout curtains. They were… formidable. Seriously good at blocking light. Too good, in fact. I'm convinced they were secretly designed by a vampire. Actually, I think I spent a good 20 minutes wrestling them that first morning, trying to coax in just a smidgen of daylight. I'm not sure I succeeded. Definitely a little something to keep in mind.
Cleanliness & Safety - I Felt Safe Enough, I Guess.
Okay. And here is where it gets serious. The "Cleanliness and Safety" game can be a bit sketchy for a lot of places these days, but here I was, inspecting the room from every conceivable angle. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Room sanitization opt-out available? Not an option, but they WERE sanitizing. The daily disinfection in common areas? Looked good. They were definitely trying. There were hand sanitizer stations everywhere. They had a first aid kit – never needed it! Staff trained in safety protocol? Seemed so. Smoke alarms? Yep. I think they had a fire extinguisher. I felt safe enough, certainly. It wasn't quite sterile, but I wasn't worried about catching the plague or anything.
Dining, Drinking & Snacking - The Buffet, My True Love, the Poolside Bar, and the Case of the Missing Coffee
Okay, the food! This is a crucial category for me. I love to eat! Breakfast [buffet]. Yes, please! This was the highlight! The Western breakfast was wonderful! You got a buffet, and it was… glorious. I could have stayed there forever! They had everything: eggs, bacon, pastries that threatened to make me explode they were so delicious. Coffee/tea in restaurant? It was always a little struggle. The poolside bar was great for drinks – particularly the cocktails. It was a dream to be there!
Things To Do & Ways To Relax - The Pool (with a View!) and… a Gym?
Ah, relaxation. This is where LARANJEIRAS DELUXE really shines (or at least, tries to). Swimming pool [outdoor]? Yes! And it had a pool with a view (though, by the time I arrived, the light was fading and the sun was going down). The pool itself was beautiful, clean (always appreciated), and thankfully not too crowded. The sauna, Steamroom, and Spa were also great. The gym/fitness area? I popped my head in. It looked…adequate. Not exactly a powerhouse of fitness, but if you feel the need to break a sweat, it’s there. The massage options at the on-site spa. I did not try them, but my better half did, and he came back looking extremely relaxed. He even had a body scrub! So, you could say it was worth the money.
Services & Conveniences - The Little Extras (and the Occasional Hiccup)
Okay, the little things. Daily housekeeping? Yep, and they were generally pretty good. Concierge? Helpful, but a little understaffed at times. Luggage storage was easy. The elevator? Always a blessing. Cash withdrawal? Not on-site, but there were ATMs nearby. Car park [free of charge]? Bonus! Air conditioning in public area? Yes. They even had a gift/souvenir shop, in case you were feeling impulsive. BUT. This is the important "but"… there were a couple of little hiccups. Like, occasionally the elevator would just.. stop. And the hot water took… forever to arrive. It was a quirk, not a dealbreaker!
For the Kids - Family Friendly?
Did not see any kids facilities. But I did see families there, so it must be "family/child friendly!"
Getting Around - Easy Enough, But Taxi!
Airport transfer? Yes! They arranged me one. This was great! Taxi service? Definitely. Getting around was a breeze, which is saying something for Lisbon.
The Verdict - Worth It? Maybe? Definitely With a Caveat.
Okay, the big question: Would I recommend LARANJEIRAS DELUXE? Hmm. It's complicated. It's not perfect. There are definitely areas for improvement. BUT. It has a certain charm. It’s quirky, it’s comfortable, and it provides everything, from the room service [24-hour] to the wake-up service. For the price, it gives you a great experience.
My Unforgettable Experience - The Poolside Bar
The pool, the view, the sunset, the drink… the poolside bar at LARANJEIRAS DELUXE was my highlight. I remember sitting there at sunset, sipping a cocktail, and I felt truly relaxed for the first time in months. It was that single memory that I keep thinking about, and that single memory more than any of the bad parts made me want to say that the hotel was worth the price.
The "Unforgettable Stay" Offer for You!
So, here's the deal! Ready to possibly fall in love with this "Hidden Gem"?
Book your stay at LARANJEIRAS DELUXE by HOMING before [DATE] and get:
- A complimentary bottle of local wine upon arrival (to help you cope with those blackout curtains, or at least, that's what the staff told me – it kinda worked).
- 10% OFF all spa treatments (because everyone needs a little pampering).
- Free breakfast the first day (because the buffet is amazing, and you deserve to experience it).
- Free Wi-Fi, of course!
- Free parking!
PLUS! Mention this review, and we'll throw in a complimentary…well, we can't guarantee it, but we'll try to get you a room away from the elevator (so, those of us who've had the experience won't be stuck!).
Hurry, this offer won't last forever! Book now and experience Lisbon's Hidden Gem… warts and all!
P.S. Don't forget to pack an eye mask. Just in case.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because this isn’t your grandma’s perfectly polished cruise itinerary. This is the real deal, Laranjeiras Deluxe style, courtesy of yours truly, the haphazard-but-heartfelt travel guru. Expect things to get… well, let's just say real. And messy. And probably involving a questionable amount of Pastel de Nata.
LARANJEIRAS DELUXE: A Lisbon Lament (and Celebration!)
(Because let's face it, travel is a glorious, messy, often hilarious lament)
Day 1: Arrival & The Apartment of Dreams (Maybe?)
- 12:00 PM: Arrive at Lisboña Airport (LIS). Ugh, airports. Why are they always so… airporty? You know the drill: the existential dread of baggage claim, the predatory taxi drivers (I SWEAR they smell tourists), the frantic hunt for a SIM card. I swear, it’s always the SIM card that breaks me.
- 1:30 PM: FINALLY, in a taxi that may or may not have questionable shocks, we arrive at Laranjeiras Deluxe by Homing. Okay, hold up. The photos? Glorious. The reality? … Well, let’s just say I hope the cleaning crew was feeling generous today. First impressions, folks. First impressions are everything. (Deep breath). The key handover – a tad chaotic, but the lady was sweet. And hey, the welcome basket included some Portuguese wine? SOLD.
- 2:30 PM: The first inspection. Is the balcony as charming as the photos suggested? Is the Wi-Fi strong enough for my Instagram habit? Does the bathroom have a bathtub? Yes! YES! And YES! (Except for the Wi-Fi, apparently, which is about as reliable as my ex). The apartment is… good. Really good. Like, maybe-I'm-not-going-to-leave-the-balcony-all-week good.
- 3:30 PM: Unpacking, which always feels more like a desperate archaeological dig into the abyss of my suitcase. Where did I put those socks? And did I really pack five pairs of the same t-shirt? Sigh.
- 4:30 PM: Okay, self-imposed deadline to venture out. Hunger pangs are setting in. MUST. FIND. FOOD. I'm thinking a quick foray into the local café for a coffee and a Pastel de Nata. Seriously, these things are like crack, but delicious crack.
- 5:00 PM: Wandering. Finding that first little bakery. They glow when they sell the pastries.
- 5:30 PM: The best Pastel de Nata encounter of the trip. (And possibly my life.) The crust, the custard, the cinnamon dust! I died and went to Portuguese heaven and I never want to leave. I bought another one for later. Don't judge me.
- 6:00 PM: Strolling. The light in Lisbon is just… magical. The way it hits the buildings… The colors! Taking a first real look around. The buildings, the people, the cobblestones… it all feels wonderfully chaotic and alive.
- 7:00 PM: Finding a restaurant. I'm sure there's a name…I've forgotten it. But the food! Oh, the food. So. Good. I've eaten a huge plate of seafood, and I'm never eating American food again. The house wine… is dangerous. (But delicious).
Day 2: Tram 28 & The Ghosts of Lisbon
- 9:00 AM: Wake up (late, obviously. This is a holiday, damn it!) – with a slight fuzzy head. Curse you, delicious Portuguese wine! Coffee and more Pastel de Nata (no regrets).
- 10:00 AM: The Tram 28. Ah, the legendary Tram 28. Everyone says you have to do it. So, I did. It was… an experience. The tram is packed. People are crammed in like sardines, elbowing you. You're swaying perilously. You can feel the old metal screeching and groaning. And then, magic. The views are spectacular. The winding streets, the historic Alfama district… it’s a visual feast. (And well worth the potential tram crush).
- 11:30 AM: Lost again. No, not lost. Exploring. Getting delightfully side-tracked down narrow, cobbled streets, stumbling across hidden squares, and admiring the street art. Every corner is a photo opportunity. I'm making friends with the stray cats. There's one especially fat, judgmental one. He disapproves of my Pastel de Nata intake, I think.
- 12:30 PM: Lunch. Somewhere charming and tiny, with views of the castle. More wine (obviously). More seafood (it's a theme). I try to say something in Portuguese but fail miserably. The waiter laughs (kindly).
- 2:00 PM: The Castelo de São Jorge. Okay, this is where the real history kicks in. The castle is HUGE. The views are stupendous. I wander around, imagining knights and sieges and all that historical jazz. I even get a moment of existential contemplation ("Wow, people have been standing here for centuries…"), before I am distracted by a particularly cute pigeon.
- 3:30 PM: A moment of me, by myself. Finding a quiet cafe. Feeling myself becoming Lisbon itself.
- 4:30 PM: Wandering around Alfama. Exploring. I think this entire district is haunted.
- 5:30 PM: Trying to find a spot for Fado. This is a disaster. The area is packed. I am hopelessly directionless. I get hangry.
- 6:00 PM: I find a restaurant, and the singing and music are amazing. I have got to learn the language.
- 8:00 PM: I wander back to the apartment and get lost again, thinking of how perfect the trip has been so far.
Day 3: Belem & The Tastes of Discovery
- 9:00 AM: Another late start. Okay, maybe staying up half the night isn't the best plan when trying to see a city. But…worth it.
- 10:00 AM: Taking a train to Belém. (This is when I realize how easy the public transport is. Why was I so scared?)
- 10:30 AM: The Jerónimos Monastery. Whoa. Just… whoa. The architecture is mind-blowing. It's like a giant, incredibly ornate, stone fairytale. I wander around, completely awestruck. Then I get distracted by a small child who is shouting about the pigeons.
- 11:30 AM: The Torre de Belém. Another architectural marvel. It's beautiful and historical and…well, it's a tower. I take a lot of pictures. (Obsessive pictures).
- 12:30 PM: You know what's next. Pastel de Nata! Made at the original Pastéis de Belém shop. The line is ridiculous. The anticipation is killing me. And… it's worth it. These are, without a doubt, the best things I've ever tasted in my life. I'm going to need some serious therapy when I get back home.
- 1:30 PM: Exploring a nearby park. I sit on a bench and watch the world go by. It’s peaceful.
- 3:00 PM: Back in the city. Time to do something completely different. I head towards the ocean. I like the ocean.
- 4:00 PM: A trip to the LX Factory: an old industrial complex turned into a creative hub. Cool shops. Funky restaurants. Street art galore. I buy a ridiculous souvenir that I’ll probably regret later.
- 5:30 PM: Just strolling. This means stopping at every single shop that I find pretty.
- 6:30 PM: Dinner. I try to eat as much as possible.
Day 4: A Day of Rest… (Ha!) & More Pastel de Nata (Because, Obvs.)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. The sun is streaming through the window. I contemplate staying in bed all day. But no, the city beckons.
- 10:00 AM: Okay, let's be realistic. No "day of rest" today. More exploration. I decide to explore the shops. And I get a little lost.
- 11:00 AM: I find another bakery, of course. I have a coffee. I discover something new.
- **12:0
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What's the "Why?" Behind All This? (Is There Even a "Why?")
Okay, Fine. But What Exactly *Do* You Know About? (Give Me Something Concrete!)
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