Escape to Paradise: Pelican Pointe Hotel's Clearwater Oasis Awaits!
Hotel Review: A Whirlwind of Wi-Fi, Waterfalls, and (Almost) Falling Over!
Alright, buckle up folks, because this isn't your average, sterile hotel review. This is the raw, unfiltered truth – the good, the slightly questionable, and the moments where I almost tripped and fell over my own feet (more on that later). I'm talkin' about a place I'm tentatively calling "The Grand So-and-So" (let's keep the actual name a secret for now… wink wink). My mission? To dissect EVERYTHING, from the accessibility to the questionable artwork hanging in the lobby. This is gonna be intense.
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The Initial Impression (and My Near-Death Experience with the Floor):
Stepping into the lobby… whoa. Okay, so I'm immediately hit with… a LOT. Marble everywhere, chandeliers that could house a small family, and a scent that’s somewhere between “expensive perfume” and "over-zealous air freshener." The front desk staff? Impeccable. Like, I'm talking perfectly coiffed hair, dazzling smiles, and an air of quiet efficiency. They’re probably used to this sort of thing, because I was definitely the one who almost face-planted on the way to check-in. Seriously, the lobby floor? Polished to a MIRROR finish! I swear, I did a full-body slide. Thankfully, dignity (somewhat) intact, I managed to grab the nearest potted plant before splatting. Let's just say, first impressions can be slippery.
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag of Good and… Well, More Good:
Okay, the good news: Wheelchair accessible? Absolutely! Ramps, elevators, wide doorways, the works. Kudos to them for actually giving a damn about accessibility. Plus, the elevators were roomy and thankfully not claustrophobic.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: Didn't see any problems with ramps and space.
Internet Access: Praise Be, the Wi-Fi Gods!
Okay, this is where they truly shine. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! And, hallelujah, it actually works. No more frantic, dial-up-era-esque struggles to connect. I'm talking fast, reliable, and strong signal. Plus, the Internet [LAN] option was there, which, for the tech nerds like me, is a welcome addition (even though I didn't use it once). Internet services in general? Solid. They also had Wi-Fi in public areas, which, as a bonus, allowed me to subtly judge other guests from a safe, internet-connected distance.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: A Pampered Person's Paradise (and Maybe a Slightly Overworked Gym):
- Fitness center: Actually pretty impressive! A decent selection of machines, equipment, and even a few TVs to distract you from the agony of the treadmill.
- Pool with view: Yes! And it was stunning. Seriously. Infinity pool overlooking I don't know what (waterfall maybe?).
- Spa: A true highlight. Body scrub, Body wrap, Massage, Sauna, Spa, Steamroom, Spa/sauna: They had it all. I spent a solid three hours getting pampered, and let's just say, I emerged feeling like a new human (albeit a slightly wrinkly one). The Foot bath was particularly delightful, a watery embrace of essential oils and pure relaxation.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Yep, another one. Pool overload!
- For the kids: Babysitting service, Kids facilities, Kids meal: They really do cater for kids here, too.
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitizing, Sanitizing Everywhere! (But Did They Miss a Spot?):
They're REALLY hitting the safety protocols hard. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas – you get the idea. Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer stations everywhere. They're playing it safe, which is definitely appreciated. Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment:
The rooms appeared pristine. Clean, sanitized, everything as it should be. However… and this is a small nitpick, but I’m a detail person… I did spot a single, slightly rogue dust bunny lurking under the bed. ONE. But still… it made me question the "perfect" cleanliness.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Adventure (with Maybe a Tiny Bit Too Much Choice):
Okay, the food situation? Let's just say you won't go hungry. A la carte in restaurant, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, 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: The Asian breakfast was the start of a journey I didn't know I needed!
The bar was well-stocked, the bottle of water was complimentary (ALWAYS a win), and the breakfast [buffet] was… enormous. Possibly too enormous. I spent a solid 20 minutes just wandering around, overwhelmed by the options. (Important note: I'm a buffet connoisseur. I know my stuff.)
The food itself was generally good, depending on what you picked. The soup in restaurant was a comforting success! The happy hour was a welcome relief after a long day of spa-ing! The desserts in restaurant were definitely a highlight! The coffee shop had everything you could ask for.
Services and Conveniences: All Kinds of Extras:
- Air conditioning in public area: Check.
- Audio-visual equipment for special events: Okay, that's above my pay grade. I didn't have any special events.
- Business facilities: Yep, all the usual suspects – Xerox/fax in business center, Meetings, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meeting stationery.
- Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Convenience store, Currency exchange: Check, check, and check!
- Daily housekeeping, Doorman: The staff was always smiling, especially the doorman.
- Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests: Essential.
- Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop: Again.
- Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage: They really had thought of everything. I can see why they're so expensive.
- On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display: More event stuff. All good.
- **Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine: all good.
- Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: So much convenience!
Available in all rooms:
- Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout 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, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, 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:
- Rooms were truly fantastic. Large, well-appointed, and with all the creature comforts you could possibly desire. The bathrobes were fluffy, the blackout curtains were perfect for sleeping off my spa-induced relaxation, and the coffee/tea maker was a lifesaver. The slippers were a nice touch, too.
Getting Around:
- Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking: They had it all for transport.
For the kids (briefly):
Okay, I don't have kids, but they seemed to be well catered for. **Babys
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's pristine travel itinerary. This is my experience, raw and unplugged, at the Pelican Pointe Hotel in Clearwater, Florida. Let's see if I can even remember the order of things…
Day 1: Arrival & Beach Bliss (or, The Great Luggage Debacle of '24)
- 1:00 PM: Officially arrive at Tampa International Airport (TPA). Now, let's pause for a moment of silence for my checked luggage. We're supposed to be a team, you and me, the suitcase and the human, but it seems someone (me) decided to dramatically misjudge the flight connections and the baggage carousel. After about 40 minutes of frantic staring and a couple of "Is this my bag?" moments, I filed a missing luggage report. Sigh. Cue the beach vibes already?!
- 2:30 PM: Finally made it to the Pelican Pointe. First impressions: the lobby smelled faintly of sunscreen and…something else? Maybe a hint of chlorine mixed with desperation. The woman at the front desk, bless her heart, looked like she'd seen it all. She was probably right. I got my key, navigated the surprisingly twisty hallways (seriously, someone designed this place to be a maze), and finally collapsed in my room. It was a little dated, but clean. And hello, ocean view! Okay, beach vibes activate.
- 3:30 PM - 7:00 PM: Beach time! Glorious, salty, sun-drenched beach time. The sand was like powdered sugar under my feet. I found a spot, claimed it as my own, and promptly proceeded to lose myself in a book and the sound of the waves. The water was a stunning turquoise. Ate a bag of chips on the beach. Watched kids build sandcastles. Lost my hat. (A recurring theme, I fear.) Then, a glorious sunset, a perfect ending to a day of travel. Dinner nearby, maybe at a place called "Frenchy's," where I had some really decent grouper. After the food, I just want to rest.
- 7:00 PM Onward: The missing luggage panic set in. I called the airline, tried to remain calm, but the thought of going the entire trip without my favorite blue sundress was almost enough to push me over the edge. Then, a wave of exhaustion crashed over me. I fell asleep watching TV.
Day 2: Pier 60 & That Damn Seagull (aka, the Revenge of the Feathered Fiends)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel's "continental" offering. Let's be honest, it was mostly carbs and questionable-looking fruit. But, I ate it because I was starving. Needed fuel for the day. Fuel for the great seagull war to come.
- 10:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Pier 60! The pier was vibrant. The shops were cute. The music was loud. I saw a couple of street performers, and I must admit, the acrobatics were pretty impressive. But the seagulls… Oh, the seagulls. They were like winged ninjas, swooping down, eyeing every single snack, every single ice cream cone, like vultures. I narrowly avoided being dive-bombed by a particularly aggressive one. I swore I saw a glint of pure, unadulterated evil in its beady little eye. I quickly learned that holding your ice cream at the very top of your head doesn't work.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at Pier 60. More seagull terror.
- 2:00 PM - 6:00 PM: More beach! Found a slightly less populated spot this time. The lack of seagulls. Reading. The water again. People-watching. Watching a cute couple. Decided to try parasailing. It was amazing and the views from the sky? Priceless!
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a local seafood shack. It wasn't great, but I was too exhausted to care.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime: Still waiting on the luggage, but that blue sundress will just have to wait. This is how you know you are on vacation! I watched tv. Passed out.
Day 3: Deep Sea Blues & Unexpected Connection
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: I thought that I should go on a deep-sea fishing trip. I wasn't able to catch anything, but it was a great experience and the crew? They were great! At some point, I could have gotten a tan and also get seasick, but it was worth all of it.
- 1:00 PM: I decided to grab some lunch somewhere. And, surprisingly, I met a fellow traveler. We chatted about our lives and travel experiences. It was awesome.
- 3:00 PM: I did, yet, another walk at the beach.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner and conversation. A small restaurant near Pelican Pointe, named "The Lucky Lobster," was where all the magic happened.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime: More tv. I also rechecked the luggage status. And, guess what? Still waiting.
Day 4: Departure (and the Great Luggage Reunion?)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Pack my bag and eat some breakfast. I also called the front desk.
- 9:00 AM: Recheck the baggage status. Still nothing.
- 10:00 AM: Check out. Final thoughts: The Pelican Pointe was…well, it was a place to sleep. Clearwater Beach was spectacular. The seagulls were evil. But the overall experience? Pretty good. Maybe I will come back.
- 11:00 AM: At the airport. Waiting for the flight.
- 12:00 PM: Oh, wait. The miracle happened. My bag got to me!
- Flight: Home.
Final Thoughts:
Clearwater, you were a wild ride. The Pelican Pointe wasn't perfect, but the location was great. The beach saved me. The luggage? Well, let's just say it made for a damn good story. And the seagulls? I'm still not sure if I'm over the trauma. Would I go back? Absolutely. Just this time, I'll bring a better defense against the avian overlords. And maybe double-check my flight connections.
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Why am I so tired all the time? Seriously, what's the deal?
Oh, honey, join the club. My theory? We're all just born exhausted and playing catch-up. Seriously though... It could be a million things! Are you eating right? (I'm looking at *you*, late-night pizza lover.) Getting enough sleep? (I’m a terrible sleeper, my brain is wired to be a chatty Cathy at 3 am - ugh!) De-stressing? (Yeah, right. Easier said than done.) I had this friend, Brenda, right? Brenda looked amazing, she had been hiking every weekend and eating only kale, but she was still exhausted. Turned out she was just... stressed. Burnt out. Life will do that to ya. Maybe go get your iron levels checked. Could be something medical, or it could just be... life. Either way, get some extra sleep, take care of yourself, and maybe stop doomscrolling. Trust me, it helps... sometimes.
How do you actually *make* friends as an adult? It feels impossible!
Okay, this is the million-dollar question, isn't it? It's like, "Where's the Friend-Making Machine?" I need one! Here's the thing: it *is* hard. In high school and college, forced proximity was your friend. Now? It's like the Wild West. My strategy? Embrace the awkward. Join a class – pottery, painting, whatever. You'll be forced to talk to people. And if it feels awkward, great! They're probably just as awkward. I met this woman, Carol, at a book club. The first time, she spilled red wine down my new white shirt and then proceeded to burst into tears about her cat. We've been best friends for five years. So, basically, be yourself (messy, wine-spilling self included). And lower your expectations. Not everyone is going to be your soulmate, and that's okay. Build connections, be there for them, take them to the movies, laugh, and the important things will fall into place.
What's the best way to deal with a stressful day?
Oh boy, do I have opinions on this! First of all, *acknowledge* the stress. Ignoring it just makes it fester. Then, depending on the level of "stress" – sometimes a short walk does the trick! Other times, it’s a bit more involved. This one time, I had this absolute *nightmare* of a day. My boss was a jerk, my car broke down, and I spilled coffee all over my *favorite* dress. I wanted to scream. Instead, I went home, ordered takeout (no cooking!), put on fuzzy socks, and watched the cheesiest rom-com known to humankind! It was glorious. Sometimes, you just need a good cry, a hug from someone you love, or to pet the dog. And sometimes, it's a combination of all of the above. Also, therapy. Therapy helps... a lot. Seriously, go.
I Keep Overthinking Everything! How do I Stop?
Ugh, the overthinking club! I'm practically the president. Here's the deal: you can't *completely* stop it. It's like trying to stop your nose from twitching – sometimes it just happens! What you *can* do is manage it. First, try to recognize it. "Okay, brain, you're overthinking again – let's reel it in." Second, find something to *do*. Get *out* of your head. Go for a run (yikes!), listen to music, call a friend, play a game. Distraction is key. I try to be aware when I’m starting to unravel and tell myself, "Stop it, stop playing the tape!" This also means you will have to embrace your imperfection. Sometimes it's okay to not know or to not be okay. It's messy human life, remember? In the end, make yourself a promise to be kind to yourself. This is key, especially during those days you are overthinking everything.
How do you handle difficult conversations?
Oh, the dreaded "D" word...difficult conversations. They're the worst, aren't they? My strategy? Preparation! But not, like, reciting a script (that always backfires). Think through what you *want* to say. What's your ultimate goal? Then... take a deep breath and jump in. Be honest, be kind (even when it's hard!), and don't be afraid to say "I'm not sure how to say this." That one is always a good conversation starter. Don't try to "win". Be willing to listen. And accept that you might not get the outcome you want. Sometimes, after I'm done, I just have to go sit in silence and question my life choices... It’s okay to vent to a friend afterwards. This isn’t always easy, but you get better over time.
What's the deal with "adulting" anyway? Is it all bills and laundry?
Ugh, "adulting" is a scam! Honestly! It's *mostly* bills and laundry. However, there are some perks! You get to eat pizza for dinner whenever you want (if you choose to). You can decorate your apartment with all the weird stuff you love. You can stay up late reading trashy novels. It's also about making your own decisions and (sometimes) learning from the consequences (that's the not-so-fun part). So, yes, there are bills and laundry, but they're interspersed with moments of glorious freedom and the occasional pizza binge. Embrace the mess. Embrace the freedom. And *definitely* invest in a good washing machine.
I'm stuck in a rut! How do I break out?
Oh, honey, I *live* in ruts. It’s like my personal residence. Okay, the key is to... *change something*. Small things, big things, whatever feels right. Try a new route to work. Start saying "yes" to things you normally say "no" to. I, for instance, despise karaoke, but this friend, Mark, dragged me on stage, and despite my awful rendition of "Bohemian Rhapsody," it was surprisingly invigorating. Another thing I do is just...stop my routine! Throw a wrench in the works. If you usually eat cereal, try a fancy yogurt parfait. The routine is comforting, but also a bit like a prison cell. Be spontaneous! You might hate it. You might love it. But at least you'll be *doing* something. And don't be afraid to dream big. What have you always wanted to do? Take that class! Book that trip! You only get one life, right?
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