Rome's Hidden Gem: Your Dream B&B Awaits!
Rome's Hidden Gem: Your Dream B&B Awaits! (Or Does It?) - A Raw & Real Review
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the Roman beans on this B&B, the one they’re calling “Your Dream B&B Awaits!” Listen, my dreams often involve pizza and not accidentally setting my hotel room on fire, so my expectations might be… different. Let's dive in.
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Accessibility - THE MOST Important Thing, Honestly:
Okay, first impressions are everything, and honestly, I started sweating just thinking about accessibility. I'm not personally in a wheelchair, but I'm always looking for places that truly get inclusivity. The website claimed "wheelchair accessible," which is a HUGE promise. I’m talking about elevators, ramps, and doors wide enough for more than a shoebox.
… I emailed them directly. Turns out, “accessible” meant some rooms are, and they have an elevator. Okay, good start. BUT the website wasn't super clear on which are truly accessible, which left me a bit on edge. Let's just say accessibility is a work in progress. More detail needed, people!
On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges - Fingers Crossed!
This is tied to the above. The B&B boasted on-site restaurants and lounges. If accessibility is spotty everywhere else, then the promise better hold true here. No details online, like "ramped access to the dining area" or "accessible restrooms." So, I kept waiting…
Internet Access - WiFi… Praying for Savior!
I NEED Wi-Fi. It's my lifeline. Seriously. I’m a digital nomad, so it's like breathing. They proudly proclaimed "Free Wi-Fi in EVERY ROOM!" Praise be! And "Wi-Fi in Public areas." Again, good! They also offered “Internet [LAN]”. I didn't even have a LAN cable, let's be honest. I was ready for battle, and I was already prepared to write and post on my blog about the lack of connectivity, but for now, I am going to remain optimistic.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax - Spa Day Dreams & Disappointment?
Okay, here’s where my inner diva really perked up. THE SPA! I'm talking body scrubs, body wraps, saunas, steam rooms… the works! A pool with a view?! YES, PLEASE! Oh, and a gym/fitness center? Okay, maybe I’ll actually work off all the pasta I plan to demolish. Fingers crossed the fitness center isn't just a dusty treadmill in a broom closet.
So, that’s a YES for a pool with a view. I went straight there, I was exhausted from walking ALL DAY so the pool beckoned me. The whole place was so peaceful, and the view was something else! I really recommend it.
Cleanliness & Safety - Praying for No Surprise!
Right, let’s talk about feeling safe. This is 2024, people! They touted “Anti-viral cleaning products,” “Daily disinfection in common areas,” and “Rooms sanitized between stays.” Thank GOODNESS. I’m also glad for the hand sanitizer, since I'm convinced everything in Rome is coated in something delicious but probably unsanitary. I'm on the look out for the nurse as well!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - Pasta Paradise or Food Fight?
This is where things get interesting, right? They offered EVERYTHING. Restaurants, a pool-side bar, coffee shops, room service (24-hour, Hallelujah!), and even a snack bar. Asian breakfast? Buffet? A la carte? My stomach was already doing a happy dance! And there's a vegetarian restaurant! The options were endless.
A la carte in Restaurant: I went for dinner in the restaurant. The food was great, the atmosphere was chill, and overall I was really happy with it.
Breakfast - Buffet? - Breakfast was included. The buffet was ok. I was on the lookout for some good coffee. Additional Toilet: I am a huge fan of having another toilet, very convenient!
Services and Conveniences - The Little Extras:
Concierge service, daily housekeeping, a gift shop… all the usual suspects. Elevator is a MUST, and the promise of "facilities for disabled guests" is back. Dry cleaning and laundry service are HUGE wins. But the real question: will they remember my name? (Probably not but a girl can dream!)
For the Kids - Not My Forte But Worth a Look:
Babysitting service, family friendly… good to know if you're traveling with the little terrors (kidding… mostly).
Getting Around - Navigating the Chaos:
Airport transfer, taxi service, car park onsite… essential! And I would recommend.
Available in All Rooms - The Nitty Gritty:
Air conditioning (mandatory!), alarm clock, coffee/tea maker, mini bar, in-room safe… the standards. Oh, and free bottled water, because hydration is key to surviving Rome’s heat and being lost at the Vatican, right?
The Room - My Cozy Cave:
Okay, so I’m now in my room. It was cute. Cute. Not mind-blowing, but clean and functional. The bed was comfy, thank god, after walking around the city all day, and the blackout curtains were a lifesaver! The Wi-Fi? Surprisingly strong! Woohoo! I also loved having an opening window.
The Good, The Bad, and The Verdict:
Okay, here's the deal. This B&B isn't perfect. The accessibility needs serious clarification, and I had to ask several times to get a clear answer, it wasn't really clear. However, the staff was really nice. The spa was beautiful, everything was clean. The FOOD….was mostly pretty good.
The Bottom Line: I think it's a solid choice. It definitely has potential to be a true "hidden gem." But until they make it really accessible, it’s more of a "could-be-amazing-if" kind of place.
Final Rating: 4 out of 5 stars (with the potential to be a solid 5).
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Okay, buckle up buttercup. This isn't your polished, perfect travel brochure. This is me, wrestling with Rome, B&B Evergreen, and my own damn neuroses. Here goes…
Rome, You're a Hot Mess (But I Love It Anyway): My (Almost) Completely Unfiltered Itinerary
Days 1 & 2: Arrival & That First, Overwhelming Glance
- Morning (Day 1): Landed in Fiumicino. Jet lag already trying to high-five me. The guy at the airport currency exchange looked suspiciously like a lizard. I swear. Okay, probably just tired. Took the Leonardo Express – smooth sailing, actually. Unlike my internal monologue, which was already screaming, "Are you sure you booked the right hotel?! Did you remember your passport?! Did you… [insert latest existential fear here]."
- Afternoon (Day 1): Found B&B Evergreen. Finally. It’s… well, it's not what I expected. Let's just say the photos online were generous. The lobby smells faintly of mothballs and dreams (mostly the latter, I hope). Check-in was a comedy of errors – my Italian is nonexistent, the owner’s English is… well, let’s call it developing. We eventually sorted it out, involving a lot of hand gestures and what I think was a mutual understanding about the importance of espresso. Room's tiny, but clean. And, blessedly, it has a working air conditioner. Victory!
- Evening (Day 1): This is where it all goes wrong in a delightful way. Wandered straight out to find a "authentic" restaurant. Spotted a place called "Trattoria La Buona Forchetta." It looked the part, a little chaotic. Inside the place was packed. Tables crammed together. The scent of garlic and something else, something delicious, filled the air. The waiter, a woman with a voice that could cut through concrete, practically demanded what I wanted. I blurted out "Pasta!" The pasta. Oh, the pasta. It was the most perfect, simple, life-affirming carbonara I have EVER eaten. I'm talking, sobbing-into-my-plate-level amazing. I practically inhaled it. Then I paid. I am not even sure what the bill said but the pasta was worth it. I left with a full belly and a silly grin.
- Morning (Day 2): Vatican City! Okay, this felt like stepping into a different world. The sheer grandeur of St. Peter's Basilica nearly knocked me over. The Sistine Chapel was… indescribable. Michelangelo’s work is just… wow. I spent so long just staring at the ceiling I almost got a crick in my neck. Everyone was shuffling slowly, whispering and staring at it. I thought I could hear some people talking about Michelangelo's "david" but I couldn't make it all out. A little unnerving, all that biblical stuff, but the painting was incredible.
- Afternoon (Day 2): Lunch near the Vatican. I got ripped off a couple of times. That is my own fault. Walked over the Castel Sant'Angelo.
- Evening (Day 2): Dinner at… well, another trattoria that claimed to be authentic. This time. the quality wasn't as good as the last one.
Days 3 & 4: History, Hysteria, and Hangovers
- Morning (Day 3): The Colosseum! And the Roman Forum! I'm a history nerd, so this was pure, unadulterated bliss. The Colosseum is just… huge. Imagine gladiators and lions and… okay, maybe I’m getting a little too into it. It's hard to imagine the violence, but it's also hard to not imagine it. A sweaty, sun-baked, chaotic history lesson. My feet hurt. Badly.
- Afternoon (Day 3): Gelato break. Essential. Found a place with a line down the block, so I knew it had to be good. Okay, the pistachio was… good. Like, REALLY good. I'm considering turning into a pistachio gelato addict. Then I started getting lost (again). Rome loves to mess with your sense of direction. Ended up stumbling across the Trevi Fountain. Threw a coin in, because, you know, tradition. Secretly hoping for a Roman god to send me a pizza.
- Evening (Day 3): Found a bar that's a bit off the tourist trail where the drinks were reasonably priced. Maybe a few too many Aperol Spritzes. Woke up feeling the wrath of the gods the next morning.
- Morning (Day 4): Hangover. It's a real thing. Spent the morning lying in bed, listening to the city wake up. The tiny balcony at the B&B is a lifesaver. The noise of the city is relentless.
- Afternoon (Day 4): Finally dragged myself out for some shopping. Found a fantastic leather jacket (or I am really trying to convince myself it's fantastic). It will probably be a souvenir I won't need. But I don't care, I bought it.
- Evening (Day 4): Wandered along the river. The air was warm, the light was beautiful. Felt a fleeting moment of pure, unadulterated joy. Then, I dropped my phone in the Tiber. Just as quickly, the moment passed.
Days 5 & 6: Food Comas, Romanticizing (Maybe), and Farewell
- Morning (Day 5): The Pantheon. Incredible. But seriously, how did they BUILD it? Still boggles my mind. Spent about an hour just staring up at the oculus. It's like the building is breathing. Then maybe I took a nap inside the building. Shhh.
- Afternoon (Day 5): Food tour! This was a stroke of genius. Sampled everything from supplì (fried rice balls of deliciousness) to pizza bianca (the simplest, yet most perfect, pizza imaginable). I may have eaten my weight in food. This is where I fell in love with the real Rome. The tour guide was a funny, genuine guy who told us real stories about the food and the people who made it. I would do it all over again.
- Evening (Day 5): More pizza. More pasta. More wine. I’m pretty sure my stomach is now 80% carbs 20% pure joy.
- Morning (Day 6): Last-minute souvenir shopping. Found an adorable little shop near the B&B. The owner was a sweet old woman who told me I looked like I needed a hug. I did; I bought a scarf, and she gave me a kiss on the cheeks.
- Afternoon (Day 6): Packing. A monumental task when you're trying to fit a week's worth of memories (and carbs) into a suitcase. Found some of my "shopping purchases" that I forgot about. Realized I’d completely forgotten to buy gifts for the people at home. Oh well.
- Evening (Day 6): Farewell dinner. A final, glorious meal at a trattoria with views of the illuminated city. Took a final walk. Rome whispers promises of return.
Random Thoughts, Imperfections, and Afterthoughts:
- The B&B: As mentioned, a bit… rustic. But the owner is trying, and it's clean. And the location is pretty fantastic.
- The People: Generally, amazing. The Italians are passionate, stylish, and (mostly) helpful. There's a certain charm to the chaos.
- The Jet Lag: It’s a beast. Embrace it. Nap when you can.
- Food Poisoning Watch: I've dodged it so far, but I'm not ruling it out.
- The "Rome Syndrome": I think I understand. I've fallen in love with this place, warts and all. I'm already planning my return.
- Would I recommend B&B Evergreen? Well, it's not the Ritz. But it’s got its quirks. And, honestly, the location is pretty great. I'd rate it 6 out of 10 for charm. At this point, I wouldn't hesitate to go back.
So, that's my Rome. Messy, imperfect, and utterly unforgettable. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off for another gelato. Ciao!
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Rome's Hidden Gem: Your Dream B&B Awaits! (Or Does It?) - FAQs, the Unfiltered Edition
So, is this B&B *really* a "Hidden Gem"? (And what does that even MEAN?)
Alright, let's get real. "Hidden Gem" is a travel cliché, right? Like, every other place claims to be one. BUT... this place? Okay, maybe not a *literal* hidden gem, like, you know, buried treasure. More like... a perfectly imperfect, slightly crumbling, utterly charming, and definitely not-on-everyone's-radar kind of gem. I mean, you're not going to stumble upon it by accident. You actually have to do a *tiny* bit of research. Which, in this age of instant gratification, kinda qualifies it, don't you think?
My first time? I nearly walked past it. The sign above the door was… well, let's just say it had seen better days. A faded "Benvenuti!" and a chipped Roman numeral. Inside? Pure magic. And chaos. More on that later.
What's the location *really* like? Is it as central as they claim? (And will I get mugged?)
Central...ish. Okay, it's not *right* in the shadow of the Colosseum. You'll have to walk a bit. But here's the deal: it's in a *real* Roman neighborhood. Forget the tourist traps, the overpriced gelato, the flashing LED signs. You're talking cobblestone streets, nonnas gossiping on balconies, the smell of fresh bread (oh, the bread!).
Mugging? Look, Rome's a big city. Be smart. Don't flash your Rolex (assuming you have one), keep your wits about you, and don’t walk down dark alleys alone at 3 AM. But I felt safer there than in some supposedly "safe" areas back home. The locals are... well, they're *locals*. They look out for each other. And they'll be *very* unimpressed if you're causing trouble. Trust me, I learned that the hard way (long story, involves a misplaced pizza and a very angry Italian).
It's also very near to the metro. Thank heavens for that. My feet! My poor feet!
What about the rooms? Are they Insta-worthy? (And will they fit my five suitcases?)
Insta-worthy? Maybe... if you're into "rustic charm" and a healthy dose of "lived-in" character. The rooms are NOT minimalist. They're filled with antiques, a bit of clutter, and a personality that jumps out and slaps you in the face. In a good way.
My room? Oh boy. I swear I had a view of a tiny, secret courtyard. And the bed? The comfiest hard mattress I've ever slept on. Seriously. It was like sleeping on a cloud... made of slightly uncomfortable wood, and possibly haunted by previous guests. I had this weird dream every night, but never the same one. I loved it. I think.
Five suitcases? Erm... good luck. There might be space. Maybe. Pack light. Or, you know, embrace the Roman lifestyle and just buy new clothes once you get there. That's what I did. It's an excuse. All the rooms are slightly different. So ask for big room. Then complain that it is too big. It's what I do.
Breakfast! Tell me about the breakfast! Is it croissants and cappuccino? (And is it included?)
Breakfast is... an experience. YES, croissants and cappuccino are usually involved. And yes, it's typically included. BUT... don't expect a perfectly curated buffet. It's more like a glorious, slightly chaotic, explosion of Italian goodness.
There's always fresh fruit (the peaches! Heaven!), a selection of pastries, yogurt (the plain kind, be warned), maybe some cold cuts, definitely some cheese – I think it changes daily, depending on what's fresh or what the nonna feels like giving. The coffee? Strong. Like, "eyes-wide-open-and-ready-to-conquer-Rome" strong. It’s served by the most impossibly charming lady who will try to get you to eat more than you thought possible. One time, she gave me a look when I turned down a second croissant. It was the kind of look that could stop wars.
It's a lovely way to start the day, even if sometimes the bread is suspiciously stale (but still somehow delicious). And don't forget to ask for the secret special. You'll thank me later.
What are the owners like? Are they friendly? Or are they the sort who will judge my terrible Italian?
The owners? Ah, the owners. The heart and soul... and sometimes, the slightly frazzled nerves... of the whole place. They are wonderful. They're family. And yes, they're friendly. More than friendly, they're genuinely invested in making sure you have a good time.
They will speak English and possibly other languages. But, speaking Italian is encouraged. Embrace your terrible Italian! They'll probably laugh a little, but then they'll correct you gently and help you out. They are so sweet. It's wonderful. They'll offer advice on where to go, what to see, and where to eat (listen to them!). They'll give you the *real* insider tips, the ones you won't find in any guidebook.
I once arrived late, after a truly awful flight, totally jet-lagged, and with my luggage missing. They sat me down, poured me a glass of wine, called the airline (in perfect Italian, of course), and made me feel human again. That's the kind of thing that makes a place more than just a place to sleep. Actually, there were so many missing luggage problems!
Okay, okay, what's the *worst* thing about this B&B? Be honest!
Alright, time for a little honesty. There are downsides. The Wi-Fi can be... spotty. Sometimes it works perfectly. Other times, you'll be staring at a spinning wheel of doom. Embrace it! Disconnect! Read a book! (You know, the kind made of paper.)
The soundproofing? Not great. You'll hear the neighbors, the scooters, the occasional passionate argument in Italian. It's part of the charm, really. But if you're a light sleeper, bring earplugs. You'll need them.
And, let's be real, it's not the Ritz-Carlton. It's not perfect. There might be a leaky faucet. There might be a slightly wonky light switch. The elevator is questionable (though there is one). But that's also part of the magic. It feels real, lived-Riyadh's Hidden Gem: Reef Al Malaz Hotel - Unbelievable Luxury Awaits!
