Escape to Paradise: Duplex 25B Awaits in Fuerteventura's Green Oasis!
Escape to Paradise? More Like a Fuerteventura Fiesta! A Rambling Review of Duplex 25B
Okay, so here’s the lowdown on "Escape to Paradise: Duplex 25B Awaits in Fuerteventura's Green Oasis!" – buckle up, because this is gonna be longer than a ferry ride to Lanzarote. And trust me, after this trip, I need a ferry ride to anywhere.
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- Description: A brutally honest and humor-laced review of Duplex 25B in Fuerteventura's "Green Oasis." Dive into the good, the bad, and the slightly-burnt-tasting breakfast buffet with this travel blogger. Expect accessibility insights, spa confessions, and wifi woes.
- SEO Title: Escape to Paradise? A Chaotic Review of Duplex 25B in Fuerteventura!
Accessibility - My Slightly Clumsy Experience
So, first things first, accessibility. This is HUGE for me personally. My partner uses a wheelchair, and the "Green Oasis" part of the name had me cautiously optimistic.
- Wheelchair Accessible: Mostly, but… The elevator was reliable, which is always a win! The entrance to Duplex 25B was gloriously wide. However, some of the pathways around the pools felt a bit gravelly. And let's be honest, gravel and wheelchairs are not besties. We managed, and the staff were super helpful, but a little more paving love wouldn't hurt.
- Facilities for disabled guests: They advertised it and had a few special touches, though I didn't check all out, they have a concierge service and helpful staff in general.
- Check-in/out [private]: They did provide a private check-in which was a plus for anyone looking for more ease.
- Elevator: the elevator was reliable which is always a win!
The Room – My Cozy Island Cave (With Wi-Fi…Maybe)
- Available in all rooms: Air conditioning, Additional toilet, 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, 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.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Ah, the eternal struggle. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" they proclaimed. It’s like promising eternal youth. Sometimes it worked flawlessly. Sometimes, I swear, my dial-up modem from 1998 was faster. Frustrating when you're trying to upload those Instagram-worthy sunset photos, but hey, more time for actual sunset appreciation, right? Actually, it was a total pain, especially when I was trying to work.
- Internet access – LAN: The LAN was a life saver.
- Air Conditioning: Glorious, ice-cold air con. Saved my sanity in the afternoon heat.
- Blackout Curtains: Excellent. Slept like a baby. Or, at least, a baby who occasionally woke up to check the Wi-Fi signal.
- Complimentary tea: They had a bunch of different teas and coffee, not gonna lie I was hooked by the third day!
- Room decorations: The room was comfy and clean, nothing fancy but nice all in all.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: it's nice to know they did their best to keep the place safe.
- Non-smoking: A huge plus for me.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Adventures in Eating (and Overeating)
- Restaurants: Several restaurants. I lost count, honestly. "A la carte" options, buffets, the whole shebang.
- Breakfast [buffet] Ah, the buffet. A love-hate relationship. Loads of choice, of course! The usual suspects: eggs, bacon, pastries. The Asian Breakfast was a treat! The Western breakfast had me covered. My biggest gripe? The coffee was… well, let's just say I went through a lot of instant coffee packets in my room.
- Salad in restaurant: Amazing!
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: They had loads of options.
- Poolside bar: Fantastic for cocktails.
- Snack bar: Good for grabbing quick snacks.
- Bottle of water: They provide a bottle of water!
- Desserts in restaurant: Heavenly!
- Alternative meal arrangement: Yes!
- Breakfast service: They provide a breakfast service!
- Room service [24-hour]: Yes!
- Vegetarian restaurant: Yes, they had places with veggie options.
- Asian cuisine in restaurant: I loved the option they provided!
- Happy hour: Gotta love a happy hour!
- Buffet in restaurant: Like I mentioned, the breakfast was a buffet.
- Western cuisine in restaurant: Western cuisine was all over the place.
- International cuisine in restaurant: They provide international cuisine.
- Soup in restaurant: Yes!
My Personal Buffet Story (A Moment of Food-Coma Bliss)
One morning, I piled my plate with everything. Pancakes, bacon, fruit, scrambled eggs, the works. Sat down, took a bite of a pancake that was somehow both fluffy and slightly crispy on the edges, and just… sigh. It was the perfect moment of mindless, delicious satisfaction. Like, I'm not proud, but I went back for seconds (and thirds). It was a low point, I admit.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax – Spa Day Dreams & Fitness Center Fiascos
- Spa/sauna: The real reason I booked this place.
- Pool with view: Amazing.
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Several pools of varying sizes.
- Sauna: Yes!
- Steamroom: Absolutely!
- Massage: Ahhh, the massage. Pure bliss. My shoulders unclenched after the first ten minutes. Worth every penny and I probably should have gotten one every day.
- Body scrub: Yes!
- Body wrap: Also yes!
- Fitness center: I went once. Once. It was a room filled with treadmills and a guy grunting. I quickly went back to the pool.
- Gym/fitness: Same as above.
- Swimming pool: Yes!
Diving into the Spa (A Moment of Utter Relaxation)
The spa. Oh, the spa. I treated myself to the full treatment – the works. Body scrub, wrap, massage… I think I fell asleep. Woke up feeling like a new human, or at least a slightly less stressed one. Honestly, if I could move the entire spa to my house, I would. The pool was beautiful, the view was fantastic, and they really knew their stuff.
Cleanliness and Safety – Sanitization Station SOS
- Cleanliness and safety: They had extra measures.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: I felt safe, given the conditions, so thumbs up.
- Hand sanitizer: They had a lot and they were everywhere.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: The staff were well trained.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Yes.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: They kept it clean, which was great!
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere. Thank goodness!
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Yes!
- Safe dining setup: Yes!
Services and Conveniences – The Good, the Bad, and the Unexpected
- Daily housekeeping: Wonderful!
- Concierge: Super helpful.
- Cash withdrawal: Very helpful.
- Laundry service: Yes!
- Air conditioning in public area: Essential.
- Luggage storage: Yes!
- Currency exchange: Yes!
- Facilities for disabled guests: Yes!
- Elevator: Yes!
- Gift/souvenir shop: Yes!
- Ironing service: Yes!
- Car park [free of charge]: Great!
- Smoking area: They have a smoking area.
- Terrace: They have a terrace.
- Car park [on-site]: Yes!
Operation: Sunstroke Sanctuary (aka Attempting to "Relax" in Duplex 25B, Green Oasis, Fuerteventura)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your meticulously charted, Instagram-perfect vacation plan. This is a diary, a chronicle of survival, a love letter… mostly to the sun. And maybe the giant, inflatable flamingo I packed.
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Luggage Disaster
- Morning (aka The Hour I Lost My Will to Live): Gatwick airport. Absolute chaos. My flight was delayed. Again. I swear, budget airlines are powered by pure, unadulterated misery. The screaming toddler situation was bordering on a biohazard. Managed to snag a lukewarm coffee and a stale croissant. Victory!
- Afternoon (aka The Smell of Hope, Briefly): Finally landed in Fuerteventura. The sun! Glorious, blinding, beautiful sun! The air just smells different, less like London grime and more like… well, I don't know, vacation? Picked up the rental car. It's a Fiat Panda. I've affectionately nicknamed it "The Sardine Can."
- Evening (aka The Luggage Tango and the Search for Reality): Check-in at Duplex 25B, Green Oasis. The photos online looked… charming. Reality? Slightly less charming. Found the key. Lost the key. Found the key again. The duplex itself is… okay. Clean enough. The balcony, though. Oh, the balcony! Overlooks… well, something. Doesn't matter, it's outside! Dragged the luggage (mostly my suitcase. My partner seems to travel light) up the stairs. Now this is the part I'm most proud of; I managed to get all the luggage inside. The second I was inside, I realised I had no idea where anything was. It was all a bit much so I'm now unpacking.
- Rambling Aside: I have this insane fear of losing my passport. It's irrational, I know. But the thought of being stranded in a foreign country, forced to eat nothing but lukewarm supermarket olives… shudder. So it’s currently lodged somewhere safe. It always has been.
- Dinner: Found a supermarket and got some food, bread, tomato, wine. And some cheese, because, you know… self-care. The ham tasted like a slightly plastic flavour.
Day 2: Beach, Burn, and the Tyranny of Sand
- Morning (aka The Sun Wakes Me Up - Literally): Slept terribly. The bed felt like a concrete slab. But the sun! Peeking through the curtains, beckoning me. Managed to stumble out of bed, grab breakfast (more bread, more cheese, the joys of self-catering!), and head to the beach.
- Beach Bliss (and Burn): Playa de Sotavento. Oh. My. Goodness. The sand! The sea! The gentle breeze! This is it. This is why I came! Sat on the beach and read a book. Got burnt to a crisp. Note to self: Reapply sunscreen. Seriously.
- Afternoon (aka The Sand Invasion): Attempted to build a sandcastle. It collapsed instantly. Blame the sand. It’s a conspiracy! Everything's a conspiracy, right? After all the sun, i needed to get back to the room.
- Evening (aka The Search for the Perfect Paella…and Pizza): Went to a restaurant down the road, it was… fine. I'm aiming for that perfect paella, that seafood symphony of flavours. This wasn't it. There was a lot of rice. A lot. Then I fell back to the pizza. It was better, but still not what I wanted.
Day 3: The Volcano Quest and the Quest for Quiet
- Morning (aka The Mountain I Couldn't Conquer): Decided to be "adventurous" and climb a volcano. Corralejo Volcano. The views were supposed to be spectacular. The climb? Brutal. I'm not sure if it was the heat, my general lack of fitness, or the fact that I was still sunburned from day 2. But I made it to the top! The view? Epic. The wind? Also epic. Almost blew me back down. Took some pictures. Felt very smug.
- Afternoon (aka The Need for a Nap): Back at the duplex. Exhausted. Spent the afternoon horizontal. Bliss. Truly, utterly bliss. Read a book. Did absolutely nothing. Highly recommend.
- Evening (aka The Sound of Silence…and a Bit of TV): Tried to find a quiet spot. Ended up on the balcony staring at the stars. It was. So quiet. But, it was just a little too quiet. So… back inside again, and then I found some TV - I watched a really bad movie.
Day 4, 5 & 6: Doing all the things at once
- Day 4: I've decided to spend the entire day at the beach. After the fiasco of Day 2, I'm back with a vengeance. This time I packed the essentials:
- My sun hat
- My favourite book
- Sunscreen (lots of it)
- Water (essential!)
- A large towel
- The inflatable flamingo (of course!)
- I got burnt.
- Day 5:
- I was determined to see this island!
- I hired a bike.
- I cycled 5 miles, got tired, and stopped to eat. It was glorious.
- The next few hours were spent in the car, driving around the island.
- I ate more.
- I went to the beach.
- I got burnt.
- Day 6:
- Back on my feet.
- I decided to visit some more beaches.
- The sea was great, and the waves were so much fun!
- I spent the day in the water.
- I got burnt.
Day 7: Departure and the Sadness of Leaving
- Morning (aka The Last Blast of Sun): One last dip in the pool. One last breakfast on the balcony. One last moment of pure, unadulterated laziness. This is the hardest part, the actual packing. I hate it.
- Afternoon (aka The Drive of Doom): The Sardine Can once again. Driving back to the airport. The sun is blazing. The roads seem endless.
- Evening (aka the Flight Home): Boarding the plane and looking back at this journey, I understand why I came. I can't wait to come back.
Final Thoughts:
Fuerteventura. Duplex 25B. The sun. The sand. The slightly plastic ham. It’s been a rollercoaster of sunburn, questionable food choices, and a whole lot of doing absolutely nothing. And you know what? It's been pretty bloody perfect. Will I recommend this trip? Maybe. Would I do it again? Absolutely. But next time, I'm bringing more sunscreen. And possibly a better pillow and a better paella recipe.
Escape to Cape Town: Hill House's Chic 1-Bedroom Oasis (33)
So, like, what *is* this whole thing about, anyway? And can I get fries?
Alright, alright, settle down, I'm getting to it. Think of it like…a really long, messy conversation you'd have with a friend over way too much coffee. Except that "friend" is you, and the "coffee" is information, and by the end of this, you’ll know a thing or two, maybe. And about the fries…I'm a strong advocate for fries. So, yes. We’ll pretend there are fries.
Basically, we're diving in to understanding things. It could be literally *anything*. The universe, what my cat thinks about, how to…well, *everything*. Expect a lot of “I don't know” sprinkled in there, and hopefully, a few laughs. Because seriously, if we can't laugh at the absurdity of existence, what *can* we do?
Okay, but *why* are you making this? Spill the tea.
Look, I'm not gonna lie. Sometimes, I feel like yelling into the void. This is…the void talking back. More accurately, I think there are answers, and not all of them are easy to find. So, I’m gonna try and figure it out with you. Also, I'm a chronic overthinker, and this is a way to… I don't know… channel that into something productive? Or at least, something *less* destructive than staring at my ceiling fan for an hour, trying to decide if it's judging me. (Spoiler alert: it is.)
And honestly? The world is a confusing, wonderful, terrifying stew of stuff. I like untangling it. And hopefully, you do too.
Will you be using examples? Like, actual *examples*?
Oh, you're damn right I'll be using examples! I live for them! Because theoretical blah blah blah is BORING. I need the good stuff. Real life. The messy, imperfect, face-plant-into-a-cake kind of real life.
I can give you an anecdote about learning how to change a tire. (It involved a lot of YouTube tutorials, a questionable jack, and a very patient AAA guy on the phone.) Or maybe I'll tell you about the time I tried to bake a soufflé and it collapsed flatter than my self-esteem. (Still hurts, tbh.) Examples are life's little zingers!
Okay, so your 'methods'...any hints? Are we talking scientific rigor here? Or something…else?
"Scientific rigor"? Honey, that sounds… exhausting. Look, I'm not gonna pretend I'm Einstein (though I do love a good theory). My "method" is more like… a chaotic collection of curiosity, Googling, and the occasional half-baked epiphany. *Maybe* sometimes I'll try a little research... but my attention span is that of a goldfish with ADD, so...
I'll be honest: expect a lot of "huh, that's weird," followed by deep dives into Wikipedia rabbit holes. Expect opinions, and some very poorly-sourced ones. Expect me to contradict myself. Expect a healthy dose of "I don't have a clue, but let's find out!" It's not perfect. It's human.
So, is there a *point* to all this? Like, what are we hoping to accomplish?
Oh, honey, if I had a clear, concise "point," I wouldn't be here. The goal is to understand stuff better and maybe, just maybe, learn a little along the way.
Look, I'm hoping we can gain a little insight, maybe laugh a little, and hopefully, find some kinship in the messy, beautiful, confusing chaos of existence. In the end, all I want is for us to be a little less… lost. And hey, if we stumble into something truly brilliant? Bonus!
What about…the tough questions? Social issues? Politics? The really, *really* knotty stuff?
Oh, the *knotty* stuff! Yep, we're diving in. Because pretending those things don't exist is…well, it's a bit like pretending your dog doesn't shed when they're actively covered in fur.
I won't shy away from the difficult conversations, but here's the deal: I'm not a guru or an expert. I have opinions, and I'll share them, but I'm much more interested in *hearing yours*. Expect respectful dialogue. Expect me to get things wrong. Expect me to change my mind (because that's what humans do). Expect us to be challenged.
And expect to feel a bit uncomfortable sometimes. That’s where growth happens. Just a fair warning.
What are your biggest pet peeves? What makes you want to scream?
Oh, where do I *start*? Okay, here are the top contenders:
* People who chew with their mouths open. Seriously, close it! Like, *immediately*!
* Fake positivity. Like, I get it, the world is a tough place. But some days? Just let me wallow in my grumps without offering sunshine. Real human emotions, people!
* Willful ignorance. Look, I’m no genius, but when someone blatantly refuses to consider another point of view, or refuses to learn anything new, I’m done.
What are your hopes for this project? Like, what would make you *really* happy?
Honestly? If a single person reads this, feels a little less alone, and maybe, just maybe, thinks a little differently… that's it. That would be amazing. To have sparked a thought, a question or a bit of curiosity in someone? *chef's kiss*
If we can find a little understanding, a little empathy, in a world that feels increasingly divided? That's a win. If we can learn to laugh at ourselves, especially when we fail (which we all will!), well, that’s just a bonus.
Will you be updating things regularly? Or am I going to get ghosted?
Okay, letHotelish
Duplex 25B in Green Oasis Fuerteventura Spain
Duplex 25B in Green Oasis Fuerteventura Spain
