Escape to Paradise: Long Mountain Resort, Phu Quoc Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Long Mountain Resort, Phu Quoc Awaits! - A Messy, Honest Review (and Why You Should Book It!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Long Mountain Resort in Phu Quoc, and let me tell you, it was… an experience. Forget those polished, picture-perfect reviews. This is the real deal, with all the messy, glorious imperfections.
First things first: Accessibility - Not a Supermodel, but It Tries!
They do mention facilities for disabled guests. The elevator is a definite plus – no mountaineering required to get to your room! Now, I'm not in a wheelchair (thank the heavens), but I noticed a few things. Ramps were present, but angles could sometimes be… challenging. Inside restaurants some of the open spaces were not that obvious, so while not perfect, it's a solid effort. They are clearly thinking about accessibility, which is a massive step in the right direction.
Rooms: My Sanctuary, My Fortress
Alright, let's talk about the rooms. First, thank freaking goodness for air conditioning! Phu Quoc is HOT, and the AC was a lifesaver. My room? A little slice of heaven. Blackout curtains? Crucial for recovering from happy hour. The bathtub was a thing of beauty, a perfect vessel for soaking away the day. They even provided bathrobes. I have the feeling they gave you an extra long bed, you may have to check that if you are an extra tall person! There was even a safe box and an ironing facilities!
Internet: Wi-Fi Everywhere (Mostly!)
Yes! God bless the free Wi-Fi, available in all rooms and public areas – a MUST-HAVE in this day and age. I even found there's internet lan connection, so if you are someone like me, who needs a stable connection, you are covered!
The Good Stuff: Things to Do & Ways to (Kind Of) Relax
Okay, this is where Long Mountain shines. Seriously, the pool with a view? Absolutely breathtaking. Picture this: you, a cocktail, and an infinity pool overlooking… well, paradise. It’s the kind of thing you’d see on a postcard, except you’re in the postcard.
The Spa situation Let's address them all together. Now, I didn’t go full-blown spa day. Body scrubs and wraps weren’t my thing, but I did utilize the sauna and steam room, that were great. The fitness center was there. I'm not the biggest gym rat.
Food & Drink: A Culinary Adventure (Mostly Delicious!)
Okay, let's talk food. The breakfast buffet was a solid start. They had a little bit of everything, including a lot of Asian options. (Asian cuisine in restaurant!). The coffee shop provided me the boost in the morning! Even if I was late for the breakfast buffet I was able to enjoy a coffee. Happy hour at the poolside bar? Mandatory. The cocktails were strong, the views were stunning, and the atmosphere was pure vacation bliss. They are really focused on the drinks. The food itself in the day to day life was normal. It has all of the options, from Western cuisine to Asian cuisine and if you are like me, you should ask for a soup.
Cleanliness, Safety & Pandemic Posturing: A Mixed Bag
Listen, I'm a germaphobe at heart. And during COVID, I want to know a hotel takes safety seriously. Long Mountain did a decent job. Hygiene certifications were definitely important. They used anti-viral cleaning products and had hand sanitizer everywhere. The staff were trained in safety protocol, and there was daily disinfection in common areas. The rooms were supposed to be sanitized between stays. They also had safe dine in set up. This means, from my point of view, they have an excellent setup, and I could enjoy my dinner! The fact that they had a Doctor/nurse on call was comforting, and the staff were wearing masks.
Services & Conveniences: The Little Extras
They had all the usual suspects: Daily housekeeping, laundry service, currency exchange, a concierge. They even offered a babysitting service! They also had a gift shop! You know, to buy that last-minute souvenir you forgot.
What REALLY Blew Me Away: That Pool, Though.
Seriously, the pool. I spent half my waking hours in that pool. The way the water reflected the sky… the feeling of pure, unadulterated relaxation… I could have lived in that pool. Actually, if they'd let me, I would have. This view was fantastic, and the pool itself was amazing. The pool was so good I could see the other people, and I could easily avoid them.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
Airport transfer? Yes. Car park [free of charge]? Double yes! Getting around was very easy. Taxis were easily available, and they even had valet parking. This added to the ease of your trip!
The Quirks, the Mess-Ups, and the Raw Truth
Now, let's get real. No place is perfect. I had a minor issue with a leaky tap. It got fixed quickly, but it was a reminder that this is real life, not a glossy magazine ad.
Final Verdict: Book It! (But Set Realistic Expectations)
Look, Long Mountain Resort isn't flawless. It’s not the most luxurious place I've ever stayed. But it's got heart. It’s got stunning views. It's got a great pool. And it genuinely wants you to have a good time.
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Jeanne Hotel Vietnam: Luxury Redefined – Your Dream Escape Awaits
Okay, buckle up, buttercup. We're going to Phu Quoc. Specifically, the not-quite-polished paradise that is Long Mountain Resort. Consider this, not a rigid itinerary, but more like… a panicked, slightly-hungover chronicle of a trip that may or may not happen exactly as planned. And, spoiler alert: it probably won't.
Day 1: Arrival (and the Great Mosquito Massacre of '24)
Morning (Vietnam Time, which is often a suggestion): Touchdown at Phu Quoc International Airport. The air hits you like a humid, floral-scented slap in the face. Immediately, I'm regretting my jeans. Note to self: pack more linen. And maybe invest in those mosquito repellent wristbands that actually work.
- Imperfection Alert: Customs was a zoo. Actually, a very disorganized, sweltering zoo. Found myself behind a family with about a million suitcases full of what I suspect might have been just enough instant noodles to feed the entire Mekong Delta. Patience, they say. My internal monologue was screaming, "WHERE'S MY COFFEE?! AND WHY ARE THESE LINES SO. SLOW?"
Afternoon: Taxi to Long Mountain Resort. The drive is a riot of scooters, stray dogs, and buildings haphazardly painted in colours that either clash spectacularly or somehow, miraculously, work. I'm already taking mental notes for a travelogue I'll probably never write.
- Quirky Observation: The Vietnamese really know how to use their horns. It's less honking, more like a musical accompaniment to daily life. I suspect that there are entire symphonies composed just for the scooters on these roads.
Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Check-in. Ah, the room. It's… charming. By which I mean, it's got the potential to be charming once I've dealt with the suspicious stains on the bedspread and the overwhelming scent of… something. Maybe incense. Maybe mold. Time will tell.
- Emotional Rollercoaster: This is where it all went sideways (in a good way, mostly). That first night at Long Mountain Resort, a full-on mosquito invasion. I mean, the little buggers were relentless. They feasted on me, and I'm pretty sure I spent the entire night slapping myself and muttering curses under my breath. It was a total mosquito massacre. I'm talking blood, sweat, and tears (mostly due to the mosquitos.)
- Messy Structure: Let's be honest, the first night involved way more than just the mosquitos. It involved a mini-meltdown over the lack of a decent coffee maker, a desperate search for a phone charger (because, duh!), and a slightly embarrassing attempt to order room service in my terrible, terrible Vietnamese.
Day 2: Beach Bliss (and the Mystery of the Missing Beach Towel)
- Morning: Breakfast at the resort. Pho, of course. Delicious. My emotional reaction? Pure, unadulterated joy. This Pho really is the ultimate hangover cure.
- Late Morning: Finally, the beach! Long Mountain Resort has a private stretch of sand, and it's pretty glorious. Clear water, white sand, swaying palm trees… paradise, right?
- Opinionated Language: Okay, so I'm a bit of a beach snob. And I was pleasantly surprised. It really is quite beautiful. I’m starting to think that the slightly dodgy hotel room is worth it for that view.
- Afternoon: Lounging. Swimming. Sunbathing. Basically, the stuff travel brochures are made of. I spent the afternoon trying to read, failing miserably and just staring out at the ocean.
- Imperfection Alert: Someone, somewhere has my beach towel. I have no idea who or how, but it's gone. I might have to fight for a replacement.
- Evening: Dinner at a beachside restaurant. Fresh seafood, cold beer, the sound of the waves… life doesn't get much better than this.
- Emotional Response: I was so relaxed, I almost fell asleep in my bowl of crab. Almost. This might have been the best day of my life.
Day 3: Exploring (and the Questionable Quality of the Water)
- Morning: Trying a cooking class focused on Vietnamese cuisine. We made spring rolls! And fish sauce! I successfully didn't burn anything down. Success!
- Duplication: We got the lesson about fish sauce here at the cooking class, and I must bring that up again. It was an absolute revelation. I learned (in a very clumsy fashion) how to tell the difference between good and bad, and suddenly, I'm a fish sauce connoisseur.
- Afternoon: A day trip to the Pearl Farm. Or supposed to be. Now, I’m a big fan of pretty things, but this was only okay.
- Quirky Observation: The tour was weird. I felt quite awkward the whole time, but you know what? We kept going.
- Evening: Back to the resort.
- Messy Structure: Now comes the most important thing. After the cooking class, I went to the pearl farm, and, I swear, I think I got a touch of Bali-belly. The water here is… questionable. And I mean questionable in a way that has left me somewhat tethered to the bathroom.
- Stronger Emotional Reactions: I’m in a world of pain, to be honest. I'm experiencing a level of intestinal distress that borders on the biblical. Honestly, the toilet here is basically my new best friend. And I wouldn't recommend drinking any of the tap water. And I can't even find some Immodium.
Day 4: Recovery (and a Vow to Never Eat Street Food Again)
- Morning: So, uh… still dealing with the aftermath. The resort staff have been incredibly kind, though I'm pretty sure they think I'm some kind of human disaster area.
- Afternoon: Rest, liquids, praying to the porcelain gods that my stomach decides to behave.
- Evening: A very, very light dinner. Rice. Plain rice. The most boring, yet potentially life-saving, meal of my entire life.
Day 5: Departure (and the bittersweet realization that Phu Quoc is… well, it's Phu Quoc)
- Morning: Last-minute mango smoothies and a final stroll on the beach. I'm starting to feel almost human again. Almost.
- Midday: Taxi back to the airport.
- Afternoon: Goodbye, Phu Quoc! You were a beautiful, slightly chaotic, mosquito-filled, and gastrointestinally challenging adventure.
- Final Impression: Despite everything – the mosquitos, the stomach troubles, the dodgy hotel room – I kind of loved it. The food was incredible (apart from that one little mishap). The people were lovely. And the beach? Seriously, it's worth all the suffering.
- Real-sounding Anecdote: I will return to Phu Quoc, but next time, I'm taking my own bug spray, my own water purifier, and a small army of Immodium. And I'm definitely getting a better hotel room. But I'll still be back, because, well, that weird charm is something I can't deny.
