Beijing's BEST Kept Secret Hotel: Citytel Inn Unveiled!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving deep into this hotel review. Prepare for a chaotic, slightly off-kilter, and hopefully, hilariously honest assessment. This won't be your standard, sterile write-up. Think more like a rambling conversation with your slightly-too-opinionated friend after a long trip.
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Okay, Back to the Real-Life Chaos… Let's Go!
First things first: Accessibility. Listen, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I try to pay attention. And this hotel…well, it looked promising on paper. "Wheelchair accessible," they said. "Facilities for disabled guests," they trumpeted. But the reality, sometimes, is a little… wonky. The lobby? Beautiful. Wide doors. Easy peasy. The elevators? Thankfully, they were spacious and actually worked. The restaurant? Okay, getting there was a slight adventure, a maze of polished marble that might be intimidating for someone with mobility issues. And then getting to the pool? Well, let's just say the ramps were… creatively designed. I almost fell twice! (I’m clumsy, but still….) So, while they tried, the execution felt a little… unfinished. Important Note: I didn't stay in an accessible room, so I can't attest to how truly accessible they are. Maybe I'm being harsh. But my overall impression? Good intentions, some work still needed. (And the lack of a pool-side lift? Major bummer!)
(Okay, Accessibility Score: 7/10 - Room for improvement!)
On-site restaurants & lounges: Oh, the food, the food! This is where things got interesting. They've got several restaurants, and they all offered something. The sheer variety was staggering. International cuisine was the big draw, from an Asian fusion place (which, I have to admit, the Pad Thai was pretty darn good!) to a more formal Western-style eatery. Asian cuisine in Restaurant was pretty solid! The coffee/tea in restaurant was perfect! And the poolside bar, was really perfect! I'll get back to the bar later. There's also a vegetarian restaurant, which I really appreciated, even if I'm a carnivore at heart! It even offered desserts in restaurant, which was more than I expected.
But here's where the imperfections started to creep in. I'm not a fan of "buffet" or "buffet in restaurant" food unless it's done really well. The breakfast buffet? Let's just say it ran out of certain items (bacon, specifically) surprisingly quickly. And the "salad in restaurant" looked a little…sad. A la carte in restaurant was the way to go, generally speaking.
And the room service [24-hour]? Yes, please! But there were some nights when my order took an eternity. One night, I swear, I thought my stomach was going to eat itself before the burger arrived. And, it took an extra hour to get the bottle of water I requested. Was it the night crew? The full moon? I have NO idea!
Drinking, Dining, and Snacking – My Emotional Journey:
- The Good: The Pad Thai. Seriously, it was chef's kiss. The Poolside bar for a cocktail at sunset was perfection. 10/10
- The Questionable: The breakfast buffet chaos. The "salad". 5/10
- The Annoying: The room service roulette. 6/10
(Dining Score: A mixed bag. Excellent Pad Thai carried the day!)
Internet, Internet everywhere! Let's talk about Wi-Fi [free], which, for a digital nomad like myself, is basically a basic human right. The hotel, bless its heart, understood. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and in the Wi-Fi in public areas? Amazing. The advertised Internet access – wireless was very fast and reliable! I'd have to make the video call, and the bandwidth never crashed. I'm not sure exactly what I was expecting, but the Internet access – LAN was also available as well. That's good, for old fashioned geeks.
(Internet Score: 10/10! Bless you, Wi-Fi gods!)
The Spa & Relaxation Station (AKA, My Happy Place): Okay, let's get into the real juicy stuff. The Spa! The Spa/sauna! The Steamroom! The Pool with view! Oh, my heart. This is where this hotel truly shines. The atmosphere was pure zen. I treated myself like I was worth it, and I booked a Massage. The masseuse was a magician! A true magician! I also partook in the Body scrub (exfoliating heaven) and the Body wrap (cocoon of bliss). The Sauna was perfect, and I spent so much time in the Steamroom. The swimming pool was gorgeous, and I spent an afternoon lounging there. It was all just… lovely. The Foot bath was a nice touch after a long day.
(Spa Score: 12/10 ! Best part of the whole trip)
Cleanliness & Safety – The COVID-19 Era: This is important. This hotel clearly took the pandemic seriously, and that was a huge relief. They had Anti-viral cleaning products. They had Daily disinfection in common areas. Rooms sanitized between stays! They did good! There was lots of Hand sanitizer everywhere. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter was encouraged. They'd even gone through the trouble of Hygiene certification. It felt very safe. I didn't see the Sterilizing equipment, but I can't really go looking for it. The Individual-wrapped food options were everywhere. The Safe dining setup seemed to be really important to the staff. It felt like the staff was very Staff trained in safety protocol.
(Cleanliness & Safety Score: 9.5/10 – A reassuring effort!)
Things to Do & Amenities – The Fun Stuff:
- Fitness center. They had one. I intended to use it. I did not. (Priorities, folks.)
- Swimming pool [outdoor]. Beautiful, but I'd have appreciated that pool-side lift.
- The Bar. The Poolside bar was lovely for drinks! The Happy hour options were tempting.
- Services and conveniences: They had everything. Concierge was helpful. Laundry service was great, if a little pricey. Cash withdrawal was easy. And they even offered Food delivery.
- For the kids. The Babysitting service? Didn't use it. But it's there. The family/child friendly vibe was noticeable.
(Amenities Score: 9/10 - A solid offering!)
(The Room Itself - The Good, The Bad, The… Quirky):
My room? It was mostly great. The Air conditioning was a godsend. Free bottled water was a nice touch. The Blackout curtains were essential for my sleep schedule. The Wi-Fi [free] was, of course, perfect. I really appreciated the Coffee/tea maker.
Now, for the quirks…
- The View: It was stunning! I was on a High floor. But, the windows didn't open! I need a window that opens! It's the small joys in this world.
- The Bed: The Extra long bed was appreciated, even if the pillows felt a little lumpy.
- The Soundproofing: Not perfect. I could hear the faint thump-thump of the music from the bar until way too late.
- The Bathroom: The Bathtub was luxurious. The Toiletries were nice, though I did find the Mirror in the bathroom strangely… unflattering.
(Room Score: 8/10 – Good, but not perfect.)
The Little Things (The Random Bits & Bobs):
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a Beijing adventure that's less "polished travel blog" and more "slightly frantic, but hopefully hilarious, diary entry." We're talking about the Citytel Inn… which, let’s be honest, sounds about as exciting as a beige sock drawer. But hey, Beijing is the prize, right? And we'll make this so real, it’ll practically drip with soy sauce.
The Citytel Inn Beijing: Diary of a Slightly Unhinged Traveler – October 2024 (Hypothetical, of course!)
Day 1: Arrival – The Great Wall of… Mild Panic?
8:00 AM (Beijing Time): My flight, the red eye of the century (or at least the continent), finally thuds down. Jet lag hasn't quite hit me yet, just a dull hum of exhaustion and the faint scent of airplane pretzels clinging to my soul. Immigration is a blur of forms in characters I can’t even begin to decipher. Managed to smile and nod my way through, which, let’s be honest, is my superpower internationally. Success!
9:30 AM: Taxi to Citytel Inn. The driver, bless his heart, seems to think the accelerator is a suggestion, not a command. Beijing traffic? Absolute chaos. But the city… oh, the city! Skyscrapers jostling with ancient Hutongs, the air thick with… is that BBQ? Fantastic. Finally, the inn is in sight… and it actually looks… clean. Which is a win.
10:30 AM: Check-in. The desk clerk, bless her heart, speaks a level of English that's… well, let’s just say we communicated using a combination of broken phrases, wild hand gestures, and my increasingly desperate attempts at Mandarin learned from Duolingo and absolutely forgotten five minutes later. Key card acquired! My room: surprisingly decent. Bed looks soft. Priorities.
12:00 PM (ish): Lunch! Found a random noodle shop down the street. Ordered something that looked delicious on the menu. Ended up with something that tasted vaguely of… rubber bands? And chili. A lot of chili. Tears streaming from my eyes, I bravely eat the first bite. And then, I realize: this. Is. Amazing. My palate is being assaulted.
2:00 PM: Great Wall! That’s what I came for. The taxi driver (different one, thankfully) seemed to think I was asking him to take me to Mars, or at least the outskirts of Beijing. But we got there! The wall itself? Epic. Staggering. Breathtaking. And packed. Absolutely packed. I'm pretty sure I saw a conga line of selfie-stick-wielding tourists at one point. Lost my breath at least twice as I went up the wall. This wall is far to high, I hate heights, but I’m on the freaking Great Wall of China!
5:00 PM: Attempted to find a quiet vantage point on the Wall. Attempt failed. Found a small tea shop halfway down the walk.
6:00 PM: Back to Citytel Inn. Shower. Collapse. Feel the jetlag start kicking in.
7:00 PM: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. Ordered something "safe." Chicken and rice. Perfectly fine. And now, I sit here, typing this… and staring at my travel journal with a mix of joy and wonder.
Day 2: Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, and the Quest for the Perfect Peking Duck (Or at Least Edible Peking Duck)
8:00 AM: Wake up. Jet lag has fully set in. Feel like I've been run over by a rickshaw. But, coffee! Weak, hotel-room coffee, but coffee nonetheless. Plus, the sun is streaming in my window, which is a minor victory against the world.
9:00 AM: Tiananmen Square. The sheer scale is… well, overwhelming. I mean, it's big. Really, really big. And crowded. The guards are stoic. The pigeons are fearless. I take a picture. I feel history. I'm very aware of how small I am.
10:30 AM: Forbidden City. Okay, this is something. The architecture is incredible. The colours! The details! Wandering through the endless courtyards, I can almost picture emperors wandering around. Almost. Probably. Some of those tourists are definitely imagining that, too. This place is gorgeous. A lot of stairs, though. Seriously considering investing in a Segway.
1:00 PM: Lunch. My quest for Peking Duck begins. A (very kind) local recommends a restaurant. I get lost trying to find it. End up in a very busy street with lots of people. It’s one of those moments where you think “how am I supposed to find my way? How will I get home?” But also, I end up finding a restaurant. More chili! Delicious.
3:00 PM: Back to the inn to rest.
4:00 PM: Duck round two. Yes. Now, I am very, very determined. I have watched endless videos and reviews, studied the delicate art of pancake-wrapping (apparently, there is an art), and mentally prepared myself for the exquisite taste of roasted duck skin.
6:00 PM: Duck triumph! It was crunchy. It was juicy. It was… glorious. Was the service a bit frenetic? Maybe. Did the waiter try to sell me a stuffed panda? Possibly. Did I care? Nope. Duck achieved. My high point, so far.
7:30 PM: Back to the hotel. Exhausted but triumphant.
9:00 PM: Planning. I need more duck tomorrow! And noodles… and maybe a massage, because my feet are screaming. Plus, somewhere where they don’t just speak English, but understand my accent. Ah, the joys of travel.
Day 3 (and beyond):
- To Be Continued… (Probably with more food adventures, getting lost, minor cultural faux pas, and a growing appreciation for the sheer chaos and beauty of Beijing. Updates to come, if I survive.)
Quirky Observations & Imperfections:
- The air in Beijing has a… unique… quality. Like a blend of smog, street food, and something vaguely floral. You get used to it. Sort of.
- My Mandarin skills are, to put it kindly, atrocious. I basically sound like a toddler attempting to order a pizza, but people are generally patient.
- The sheer number of people on scooters is mind-boggling. They weave through traffic like they’re playing a high-stakes video game. Terrifying and impressive simultaneously.
- Constantly questioning what's in my food. But also, loving it. This is how I learned.
Emotional Reactions:
- Overwhelmed. Exhilarated. Exhausted. Hungry. In awe. Slightly terrified. Mostly in love.
- Want to go back to the Great Wall and think about my life and what to do with my life, get over my emotions, or at least have time to think about them.
- Hoping I won’t get food poisoning. (So far, so good!).
- Thinking about what I should know before I go back home.
Messier Structure & Occasional Rambles:
Okay, so I might have skimped on the “strict itinerary” part. The truth is, I’m winging it a little. (Okay, a lot.) But I’d rather experience the unplanned moments, the accidental discoveries, the sheer, glorious mess of travel. Plus, I suspect my internal clock is currently set to “Beijing Time Minus Two Days.”
Opinionated Language & Natural Pacing:
This city is freaking amazing. The people are friendly, the food is unbelievable, and the history just oozes from every corner. Yes, there are crowds. Yes, sometimes you feel lost. But the reward is worth the effort.
Doubling Down on a Single Experience: The Peking Duck Incident
So, let's talk about the duck. Because, honestly, it deserves its own category. The search for perfect Peking duck became a quest. A small, slightly obsessive quest that involved me looking for the perfect restaurant. The skin's crackly perfection and the succulent meat. The delicate pancakes, the slivers of scallion, the sweet, salty sauce that everything would melt in. It was a dining experience (and a lot of waiting). It was a sensory overload that involved me talking loudly, with my friends. The perfect combination.
And Now, We Wait!
So, there you have it. My initial musings from the Citytel Inn and Beijing. It's a work in progress, a slightly chaotic snapshot of a travel adventure. More updates to come when I'm not busy trying to find the best dumplings this side of the Yellow River. Wish me luck! I'll probably need it. And if you see a frantic tourist wandering the streets babbling about duck… well, that's probably me.
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Ugh, good question. Honestly, it's a bit like asking what is Life, the Universe, and Everything, only instead of cosmic answers, you get me rambling about... well, *insert topic here.* Let's just say it involves some kind of experience, possibly a product, maybe even a societal phenomenon. It's all about the messy, delightful, and often frustrating human experience of... *[Insert the topic here, but this time, add a hint of cynicism or humor, like "trying to parallel park when there's a herd of judgmental Prius drivers watching."]* Basically, expect reality, served with a side of me. And probably a lot of caffeine dependency.
Is it actually *worth it*? Like, should I bother? I haven't got time for bull.
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Alright, alright, I'm intrigued. Tell me something *good*. Like, what are the upsides? Spill the tea!
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How do *I* actually get involved? What's the first step, and not the "Google it" one?
Okay, smarty pants. Let's ditch the obvious. The "first step" isn't just googling. It's a mindset. It's about, well, *[insert a call-to-action, but make it personal and relatable! For example: "It's about ditching the 'shoulds' and asking yourself: 'What am I actually curious about?'" or "It’s about accepting you'll probably screw up a thousand times, and laughing about it."]* Then, actually *do* something small. *[Suggest a very specific, achievable first action. For example: "Go to a meetup group. Or just watch a YouTube video. Heck, spend 5 minutes staring at a picture of [the topic] and letting your imagination run wild."]* And for the love of all that is holy, don't be afraid to mess up! That’s where the good stuff happens. Really.
I'm lost. Can you ELI5 - explain like I'm five?
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Okay, I'm trying. But I'm TERRIBLE. Am I alone in sucking at [topic]?
Oh, honey, you are *absolutely* not alone. *[Insert the topic here]* is HARD. And the worst part? You're constantly comparing yourself to these internet wizards. And those people? They were *also* terrible once! I swear, I remember the time I [describe a time when you were awful at the topic. Be honest and don't hold back]. It was a complete and utter disaster. But guess what? We all stumble. That's the *point*. Don't let the perfectionists scare you. There's beauty in the struggle, the mess-ups, the face-plants. Just keep going. I promise, if I can do it, you can too. Even if it takes you a million tries, and you spill everything all over yourself.
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