Escape to Paradise: Luxury Awaits at Querétaro's Hidden Gem, Ex Hacienda La Pitaya
Ex Hacienda La Pitaya: My Querétaro Paradise (Or Was It?) - A Brutally Honest Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the beans on Ex Hacienda La Pitaya. "Luxury Awaits," they said. "Hidden Gem," they declared. Well, honey, I've emerged from the terracotta-tiled trenches of Querétaro, and I'm here to tell you the whole damn truth. Forget the polished brochure – this is real life, folks. This is messy, this is opinionated, and yes, there will be rambling. Consider yourselves warned.
First Impressions (and the Struggle for Accessibility)
Let's start with the basics: Getting there. The website talks a big game about “accessibility”, and I was stoked. My partner uses a wheelchair, and finding truly accessible places is like finding a unicorn wearing a tiny monocle. However, the reality on arrival was… mixed. While the main hacienda grounds are mostly navigable, those cobblestone paths? They're a nightmare. And some restaurants (I'll get to those)… well, let's just say they required some serious arm strength and a willingness to get a little dusty. Accessibility: 6.5/10 – Potential, but needs some serious TLC. (Speaking of TLC, you know what would be amazing? Ramps everywhere! And maybe a giant, accessible bouncy castle?).
Rooms: The Good, The Okay, and the Occasional Existential Crisis
Okay, the rooms themselves? Pretty damn gorgeous. I mean, we got the "luxury" spiel, and for the most part, it delivered. Air conditioning, thank the sweet baby Jesus, because Querétaro gets HOT. The Blackout curtains were a lifesaver, allowing me to sleep until noon after too many margaritas at the Poolside Bar. Free Wi-Fi in the rooms? Yes, please! That's a win in my book. Plus, things like the Coffee/tea maker, Bathrobes, and Complimentary tea made you feel like you were actually escaping reality and not just, you know, moving your laptop to a new location.
Now, the "meh" bits: My room's internet was spotty, and the “laptop workspace” was basically the bed. The Bathroom phone? I tried it, and it was like talking to a tin can. I’m not sure that’s a must have these days. And the mirror placement in our room was… questionable. I spent the first hour trying to figure out how to shave my chin. No extra points for a bad mirror. Rooms: 7.5/10
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Adventure (With a Few Bumps)
This is where things got interesting, and honestly, a little… chaotic. I mean, the sheer volume of dining options is impressive. Restaurants, Bar, Poolside bar, Coffee shop, Snack bar, Happy hour! It's like a culinary free-for-all!
The Good Stuff: The Breakfast [Buffet] was a solid start. A great Western breakfast (perfect to mop up the previous night's tequila), amazing coffee and the option of an Asian breakfast. I may or may not have hovered near the omelet station for a solid hour, and the Bottle of water was a godsend. Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver after a particularly boisterous karaoke session at the Bar.
The… Less Good Stuff: The buffet was a bit of a feeding frenzy, and at times, I felt like I was battling for a slice of toast. The Vegetarian restaurant? I'm not a vegetarian, but my partner is, and the options were… limited. One evening, we ordered room service. The Soup in restaurant was delicious, but my partner's burger was… well, let's just say it resembled a hockey puck. But, big points for having a Coffee/tea in restaurant. Dining: 7/10 (with a side of "bring snacks").
The Spa: Where Dreams (and Muscle Knots) Come to Die (and then Revive)
Okay, let's talk about the Spa. This is where La Pitaya almost redeemed itself. I booked a massage with the intention of having my world transformed. And… well, it was pretty damn close. The Spa/sauna was amazing. The Steamroom, was the perfect place to sweat out the tequila. And then the Massage: The woman just knew. My life long knots were dissolved. I felt actual, physical relief. This is the "hidden gem" I was looking for. Foot bath, Body scrub, Body wrap: all the good stuff! Spa: 9/10 – Just go. Seriously.
Things to Do (Besides Eat and Drink)
Beyond the spa, it’s a bit thin. There's a Swimming pool [outdoor] (gorgeous, by the way) with a killer Pool with view. They have a Fitness center and Gym/fitness, for those of you who are actually disciplined. I chose to contemplate fitness from a comfortable chaise lounge.
The Cleanliness and Safety Dance
Honestly, they did a solid job in this department. Constant Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff seemed genuinely committed to safety. Having a Doctor/nurse on call is excellent peace of mind, and the ubiquitous First aid kit was reassuring. The Anti-viral cleaning products, Rooms sanitized between stays, and the fact the Staff trained in safety protocol told me they take this seriously. Cleanliness and safety: 9/10 (I still carried my own wipes, though. You never know.).
Services and Conveniences - Making Life Easier (Mostly)
La Pitaya offers the expected Concierge, Daily housekeeping, and Laundry service. The Cash withdrawal option was quite useful, and having a Car park [free of charge] is always appreciated. The Doorman was friendly, the Front desk [24-hour] staff was helpful, and I was so happy to find Luggage storage. However, finding the Convenience store was an actual quest. Eventually, I found it but, I had to ask. Services and Conveniences: 8/10
For the Kids: I'm Not a Parent, But…
They have a Babysitting service and clearly Family/child friendly, so I’m guessing kids are welcome. I'm sure that's lovely for families. But what about the adults?
The Not-So-Sexy Bits (and the Random Tidbits)
- Accessibility: The worst part of this hotel. Not great, but not terrible.
- Internet: I’m going to need a new laptop because of the internet.
- Exterior corridor: A few rooms are off a central court yard. This wasn’t an issue, but it did feel a little like a motel.
- Smoking area: Really? Is this necessary?
- Shrine: Well, that was a surprise.
The Verdict: Should You Book It?
Okay, here's the deal. Ex Hacienda La Pitaya has its flaws. Some serious ones. The accessibility issues are a major bummer. Some of the service felt a little… inconsistent. But the beauty? The general vibe? The incredible spa? It pulls you in. You find yourself almost forgiving the minor imperfections.
My Honest Opinion: If you're looking for a luxurious escape, a spa experience that will melt your worries away, and don't mind a few hiccups along the way, Ex Hacienda La Pitaya is worth checking out. Just go in with realistic expectations, pack some comfortable shoes, and prepare to relax. And for the love of all that is holy, BOOK A MASSAGE.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into my utterly-unprofessional, and hopefully hilarious, itinerary for Hotel Ex Hacienda La Pitaya in Querétaro, Mexico. Forget perfect Instagram squares, this is real life, baby. We’re talking tequila haze, questionable food choices, and enough "lost in translation" moments to fill a telenovela.
Trip: "From Chaos to Calm (Maybe): Querétaro Edition"
Dates: Let's just say, "whenever I could get away." (Okay, okay… roughly October 2024. Don't hold me to it. Travel plans are like cats - unpredictable.)
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Hacienda-Hacking
- Morning: Arrive at Querétaro International Airport (QRO). Pray to the travel gods my luggage makes it. Seriously, last time I flew, my suitcase went to… well, let’s just say I saw it again in a different country. First impressions? The air smells promising. Lots of warm sunshine. Already feeling better.
- Transportation: Uber, baby! Or maybe a taxi. Depends if I can haggle my way to a good fare. I'm a champion haggler…in my head.
- Afternoon: Arrive at Hotel Ex Hacienda La Pitaya. WOW. Seriously. Pictures don't do it justice. It's like stepping back in time into a beautiful, crumbling dream. That's exactly the vibe I adore! The walls are a faded terracotta, the courtyard is overflowing with bougainvillea that wants to eat the world, and there's a scent of old wood and… is that… history? I'm already feeling a little choked up. Maybe it's the altitude. Or the margaritas I'm already planning.
- Check-in: Smooth, hopefully. I'm notorious for forgetting my passport. Let's hope I remembered it this time. (Crossing fingers!)
- Accommodation Recon: I'm angling for a room with a balcony. And a tub. A seriously big tub. Because self-care is a national hobby. And a giant tub is its flag.
- Evening: Explore the hacienda grounds. Wander. Get lost. Get deliberately lost on purpose. I bet there are hidden corners and secret gardens just begging to be discovered. (And maybe, just maybe, a sneaky tequila stash…) Dinner at the hacienda's restaurant. Pray the food is good. I mean, really good. Pray the "spicy" isn't the kind of spicy that makes your tongue feel like it's on fire. Because I'm a wimp.
Day 2: History, Heaven, and Hangry Husband
- Morning: Coffee on the balcony (fingers crossed I get one!). Soak in the quiet. Breathe. Try not to check my work emails. Because escaping reality is my jam.
- Activity: Exploring the town of San Juan del Llanito. Apparently, there's a church with some kind of amazing carvings. I'm a sucker for old buildings. And churros. I bet there are churros.
- Mid-Day: Wandering in the towns, with a healthy dose of street food, which always felt adventurous. I’m really hoping they have some good tacos.
- Afternoon: Back at the hacienda! I love sitting in the courtyards, surrounded by what feels like a thousand-year-old vibe, the serenity is real. And maybe… another margarita? Don't judge me. It's research. (For a future blog post, obviously).
- Evening: Dinner at Hacienda, or perhaps a short trip into town. Either way, the Husband will be hungry. If I'm really smart, I'll keep a snack in my bag. I'm usually not so smart.
Day 3: The Absolute Best Breakfast Ever (or, "How I Fell In Love With a Chilaquil")
- Morning: Okay, THIS is the day I’m most excited about. The hacienda’s breakfast. I've heard whispers of chilaquiles. And my love for chilaquiles is legendary. I'm talking, "almost-as-good-as-my-mom's" legendary. (Don't tell her I said that. And don't tell her I'm writing this itinerary.)
- Breakfast Incident: Okay, the chilaquiles. They arrived, a steaming mountain of crispy tortillas, bathed in a vibrant salsa verde. And then… the egg. Perfectly poached, with a yolk that burst like a tiny sun as I pierced it with my fork. A single, perfectly placed dollop of crema. The first bite? Pure, unadulterated, breakfast bliss. I'm not even exaggerating when I say it transcended mere food. It was an experience. My soul, or at least my stomach, was happy. I am still dreaming about those chilaquiles.
- Afternoon: Pool time! (If there IS a pool). I plan to park my butt in a chaise lounge with a book and do absolutely nothing. Well, except maybe apply sunscreen. Burning is not a good look for me.
- Evening: Farewell dinner at the hacienda. I'll try to be all romantic and say heartfelt things, but more likely I'll be too worried about spilling something on my white linen pants. (You can see the foreshadowing, right?)
Day 4: Adios, Querétaro! (Until Next Time)
- Morning: Tear myself away from the hacienda. This will be hard. I am already thinking about those chilaquiles. Seriously.
- Transportation: Taxi/Uber back to the airport.
- Departure: Hope for no delays, no lost baggage, and no existential crises about leaving this wonderful place. Try to book a return trip while I'm still in the taxi.
- Emotional Farewell: I'm going to miss the quiet, the crumbling beauty, the chilaquiles, and that feeling of just… being. Querétaro, you’ve stolen a piece of my heart.
Things That Could Go Wrong (And Probably Will):
- I will overpack. Always.
- I will forget something crucial (probably my phone charger).
- The Husband will complain (probably about the lack of wifi).
- I will eat too many tacos and develop a minor dependency on tequila.
- My Spanish will be atrocious, and everyone will laugh at me (but the food will taste good anyway).
- I will fall head-first into a fountain.
Final Thoughts: This is my adventure. It is my mess. It's going to be wonderful. And I can't wait.
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So, uh, what *is* this whole "FAQ" thing even about? Seriously, what's the deal?
Ugh, okay, fine. Frequently Asked Questions. Think of it like a digital janitor, sweeping up the crumbs of common queries. Someone, bless their heart, has to compile all the stuff people usually ask. I’m usually the person who gets asked, but I procrastinated a lot… like, a LOT. It's supposed to save everyone time. Except now I'm writing a damn FAQ about FAQs, which is…meta. And mildly terrifying, to be honest. I just feel like I'm gonna get roasted after writing all this
Why are FAQs so boring? Honestly, reading them puts me to sleep faster than a bedtime story narrated by a robot.
Okay, first off, ouch. My feelings! But you're not entirely wrong. A lot of them *are* snooze-fests. Probably because they're written by people who are…well, I was thinking they should be written by a person. They’re often written with the enthusiasm of a tax audit. Or a dental appointment. The problem is, they usually aim for this sterile, objective tone. Like a robot explaining how to operate a toaster. Where's the *passion*? Where's the… the *drama*? Where's the part where you actually *feel* something? (Like the burning desire to never read another boring FAQ again, I guess.)
How do you write a *good* FAQ? Like, one that doesn't make people want to tear their hair out?
That’s the golden question, isn’t it? Let me tell you a secret: there IS no one-size-fits-all answer! But I'll give you my take. First, ditch the corporate-speak. Seriously. Get rid of it. Be human. Write like you're actually *talking* to someone. Use real language. Embrace personality! I mean, yeah, I’m probably going overboard. But hey, who am I to judge? And PLEASE – use headings and subheadings. Break up the walls of text. No one wants to read a friggin' novel. They want answers, quickly and efficiently. Also, you gotta anticipate questions. Put yourself in the shoes of the confused user. What's the stuff they'll wonder about?
Can FAQs be *funny*? Like, actually funny?
Absolutely! Humor is an amazing tool. It disarms people. It makes them *want* to read. I once read an FAQ about a specific type of coffee maker that was hilarious. Like, side-splitting, “almost snorted coffee out my nose” funny. The guy writing it was *clearly* passionate about his coffee. He even complained about the lack of decent coffee in the world, and it was so relatable! It was like having a conversation with a friend. The key is to keep it authentic and relevant. Don't force it! If you're not naturally funny, don't try to be. Just be yourself. And if you *are* funny? Let loose! But also… don’t go overboard. There’s a fine line between amusing and annoyingly-trying-too-hard.
What's with the "meta" aspect of this? You’re writing an FAQ…about FAQs. Is that some kind of existential crisis?
Okay, yes. Maybe. Probably. Look, it started as a joke. Then, I kept thinking about it. Then I thought "what's the point of trying to be serious about faq's? Who's going to take a freaking FAQ seriously?" So I took a risk. Honestly, I think a lot of FAQs are just...boring. I wanted to try something different. It’s like, you're constantly asked questions about what you do and you get burned out, so you start to ask why you even do it in the first place, y'know?
Can I ask you anything? Even the really stupid questions?
Okay, first, I’m not actually *here*. I'm just words on a page! (Or a screen, depending on how you're reading this.) But, yeah, fire away. I'll try to answer. I might get sidetracked. I might ramble. I might even get a little sassy. But I'll do my best. Just… don't expect perfection. I'm a work in progress, like most things in life. And honestly, the "stupid" questions are often the most interesting ones. They force you to think. And hey, if you're reading this, you've probably already asked yourself a question about FAQs, so you're already ahead of the game. Go for it!
Are FAQs actually useful? I usually skip them. I'm too busy to read them.
Look, I get it. We're all busy. And yes, sometimes FAQs are absolute garbage. But a *well-written* FAQ? It can be a lifesaver. Think of that time you were trying to assemble that Ikea furniture and swore you'd never buy another flatpack again. Imagine if there was a great guide right up front, to show you what to do? If you can be bothered to, they *definitely* save time. They can give you quick answers without having to spend hours scrolling through forums or calling customer service (shudder!). Plus, they can show that the company is thinking about the user
Okay, so how do I actually *write* an FAQ? Break it down for me, step-by-step, like you're talking to a… a… someone who maybe isn’t the smartest cookie in the jar.
Alright, alright. I like you. So I'll break it down.
- Figure Out What People ASK: Do your research. Read through emails. Check customer support forums. Ask people what they have trouble with. Be observant!
- Write the Questions: Think about the questions that people will encounter! And write the freaking questions
- Answer Those Damn Questions!: Be honest. Be clear. And be as concise as possible. Get to the point
- Proofread: For the love of all that is holy, PROOFREAD! Misspellings and typos make you look like a total amateur, and no one wants to ask for help from an amateur
Ugh, this is a lot of effortSnooze And Stay
