Unbelievable Hotel Posta 77: Your Dream Italian Escape Awaits!
Unbelievable Hotel Posta 77: My Italian Escape – Let's Get Real! (Spoiler Alert: It's Good!)
Okay, so you're dreaming of Italy, right? Pasta, sunshine, that je ne sais quoi that makes you want to ditch your life and live in a tiny village forever? Well, I’m here to tell you about Hotel Posta 77. And I'm gonna be brutally honest, because let's face it, travel reviews that gloss over the messy realities are just… boring. Prepare for a rollercoaster, because this place is something.
First Impressions & Getting There (AKA The Accessibility Angst):
Right, so I, like many people, sometimes need a little extra help getting around. Accessibility is HUGE for me. And Posta 77? Mostly good, but not perfect. They tout "facilities for disabled guests" which is promising, but the details are a little…fuzzy. The website says wheelchair accessibility, but I didn't explicitly test every inch. The elevator seemed perfectly fine, and the main areas were spacious. But let's be real, Italy and perfect accessibility often don't go hand-in-hand. Check before booking if you're relying on it! But the elevator for sure and the reception was smooth-sailing. Getting there? Well, airport transfer is an option, which is a godsend after a long flight. Seriously, taxis in a new country? Stress city avoided! And blessedly, free parking awaits any renter with a car.
My Room! (Free Wi-Fi FTW, and the Little Things That Matter):
My room! Ah, my little Italian haven. Let's start with the obvious: FREE Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Plus, the option for internet access via LAN? For us tech-savvy humans?! Brilliant. I could work, I could stream, I could post endless Instagram stories of my pasta intake… all without breaking the bank! And a window that opens! (Don't underestimate that joy, people!)
The room itself? Pretty darn good, considering. Air conditioning was a must-have for those sweltering afternoons. A mini-bar for late-night snacks and celebratory Prosecco? Yes, please! And talk about complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker (like I said, the little things!). They had a desk, which was actually useful for, you know, pretending to work. Blackout curtains for when you needed to hide from the sun after one too many glasses of vino. Bathrobes and slippers? Luxury! Extra long bed was great.. I'm tall, so it's always a win. The safe box made me feel more secure. And of course, the daily housekeeping kept things…sane.
My only tiny, tiny (and I mean TINY) gripe? The toiletries were… basic. Bring your own fancy stuff! But hey, I'm not there to judge the shampoo, I'm there to soak up Italy!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (AKA My Stomach's Adventure):
Alright, let's talk FOOD. Because let's be honest, that's why we're really here, right? Posta 77 delivers. Big time. Shoutout to the Asian cuisine restaurant. Seriously impressed by this, considering I was in Italy! And the Western cuisine was classic perfection.
The breakfast buffet was solid. Omelette station, gorgeous pastries, strong coffee – exactly what you need to fuel a day of exploring. They also offer Asian breakfast options, for variety. And If you don't want the buffet in the hotel, breakfast takeaway service is a thing!
They've got a bar ready to serve those aperitifs. And the poolside bar is heaven. Seriously. Imagine, a cocktail, the sun on your face, and a view of…well, whatever beautiful Italian vista they've got. Perfection. Plus, the coffee shop offered a quick jolt of caffeine when you need it. And the desserts in the restaurant? Oh lord, the desserts. Prepare to loosen your belt a notch or two. And if you're watching your waistline, they also provide salad in restaurant.
Oh, and I loved that the kitchen and tableware items were sanitized, and the safe dining setup. Food safety matters – especially after those flights!
Wellness & Relaxation (AKA The Spa's Embrace):
Okay, this is where Posta 77 really shines. They've got a spa! A real spa! With a sauna, a steamroom, and… get this… a pool with a view! (Can you picture it? Because I can practically feel the sun on my face right now.) Okay so it might not be the Ritz, but it's a great start. A gym/fitness center is great for those who want to do a bit of exercise. They also do body scrub and body wraps.
I spent HOURS lounging by the outdoor swimming pool. And the massage? To die for. Honestly, after a day of traipsing around ancient ruins, you need a massage. My masseuse lady was an angel of relaxation!
Cleanliness & Safety (Because Peace of Mind is Priceless):
Let's be real, 2024 is all about staying safe. Posta 77? They get it. Lots of things for cleanliness and safety. They have hand sanitizer everywhere, staff trained in safety protocol, and daily disinfection in common areas. They even talked about the anti-viral cleaning products they use. Plus, the fact you can opt out of room sanitization is awesome.
Things To Do & Getting Around (Exploring the Real Italy):
Okay, let's be honest: you're not just going to sit in your room drinking coffee all day (though… tempting). Posta 77 offers a lot of perks. Car park (on-site) is a big plus for travelling. The taxi service is there for a convenient trip.
Staff & Services (Making You Feel Like a Star):
The staff were amazing. They really went the extra mile. From the concierge helping with restaurant reservations to the 24-hour front desk always being there, they made you feel taken care of. The luggage storage service was a lifesaver. Seriously, arriving jet-lagged and dragging your bags? No thanks! The currency exchange was convenient!
For the Kids:
I didn't have a kid with me, but they have a Babysitting service. I saw the Family/child friendly and Kids facilities.
The Annoying Bits (Because Nothing Is Perfect):
Okay, here's where I get real. This isn’t the Four Seasons. While the staff are wonderful, sometimes things can get a little slow. The check-in process, for instance? Not exactly express. Be prepared to maybe wait a bit. Also, the rooms are comfortable but in the need of an update.
So, Should You Book? (The Verdict):
YES! Absolutely, unequivocally, YES! Unbelievable Hotel Posta 77: Your Dream Italian Escape Awaits (and delivers on that promise, for the most part!). It's got the location, the amenities, the charm, and a staff that genuinely cares. Yes, there are a few minor imperfections, but that's part of the charm. It's a real, lived-in, welcoming, and overall amazing experience. Is it perfect? No. Is it a slice of Italian heaven? Absolutely.
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Alright, alright, buckle up buttercups! This isn't your typical itinerary, this is a survival guide for Hotel Posta 77 in San Giorgio in Bosco, Italy. Prepare for a rollercoaster of carbs, questionable Italian pronunciation, and me, your fearless (and possibly slightly delirious) guide.
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Pasta Predicament
- 3:00 PM: Landed in Venice. Hallelujah, the actual airport was less chaotic than I'd feared. The taxi to San Giorgio in Bosco? Well, let's just say my Italian is limited to "Buongiorno" and "Grazie." The driver, a wizened gentleman with a permanent cigarette filter glued to his lip, seemed to understand my frantic hand gestures. We made it, miraculously.
- 4:30 PM: Check-in at Hotel Posta 77. The lobby? Rustic charm. Aka: slightly wonky tiles, a lobby cat who seemed to be judging my luggage choices, and the faint aroma of old books and… pasta sauce? Intriguing. The lady at the front desk – bless her heart, she’s patient – helped.
- 6:00 PM: Attempted dinner. This is where things turn tragically delicious. The restaurant, a cozy little nook, smelled like a grandmother’s kitchen. The menu? ALL in Italian. Armed with my rusty Italian phrasebook, I bravely ordered… something. I THINK I asked for pasta. What I got? A mountain of carbonara that made me weep with pure joy. (It was so good, I almost considered calling a doctor to ensure I could digest that much perfection. Worth it.)
- 8:00 PM: Stumbled back to my room, utterly defeated by carbs and the sheer beauty of the Italian sky. The window opened onto a little courtyard. It's the kind of courtyard where you expect Romeo and Juliet to pop out at any moment. I collapsed on the bed, dreaming of more pasta.
Day 2: The Day I Lost My Way (and Found… More Pasta)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. The breakfast? A spread of croissants, strong coffee, and… more pasta. Okay, maybe not pasta, but there were some amazing little pastries that were essentially deep-fried happiness. The coffee was so rich, it felt like a shot of pure energy directly into my soul.
- 10:00 AM: Attempted to explore San Giorgio in Bosco! Armed with Google Maps and a spirit of naive optimism, I set off. Spoiler alert: I got lost. Very lost. Turns out, navigating those winding cobblestone streets armed with a phone wasn’t as easy as I thought. I wound up walking in circles, questioning my life choices, and sweating profusely.
- 12:00 PM: Found my way back to the hotel. I'm convinced the universe was laughing at my ineptitude.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch! (Yes, more food, you’ll notice a theme). The waiter recognized my panicked face and suggested a simple tomato and basil pasta. The pasta was perfect, the tomato sauce was so sweet and flavorful, and I almost cried again! (I might have an issue.)
- 2:00 PM : Decided to chill at the hotel, I wanted to check out the spa, so I headed downstairs. The spa was small but cute, I loved the way they designed it. It didn't have the most modern tools, but the ambiance was amazing and I think I'll enjoy.
- 3:00 PM : After leaving the spa and feeling relaxed after a while I had a great idea to walk around the neighborhood, it was a little after that and I got some amazing photos.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. This is where things get truly messy. Decided to be "adventurous"! I pointed randomly on the menu. Bad idea. I ordered a dish that involved, I kid you not, tripe in a tomato sauce. Honestly, it tasted like… well, let's just say it wasn't pasta. I ate it, because I couldn't offend the sweet old waiter. But I ate it with tears in my eyes, just wishing for a simple plate of carbonara.
Day 3: The Treviso Trip and Goodbye (For Now)
- 9:00 AM: Last breakfast (thank god). Decided to have the pastries again.
- 10:00 AM: A train trip to Treviso. Treviso is a picturesque walled city a short train ride away. I got on the train, and it was pretty easy to learn the route, and after a while, I finally arrived at Treviso.
- 11:00 AM: Treviso exploration. The city was beautiful, full of canals, bridges, and colorful buildings.
- 1:00 PM: Had lunch at a small trattoria in Treviso. This was the moment of truth, another chance to order pasta. I decided to be brave and try a recommendation. I was not disappointed, a perfect, creamy pasta dish that was a perfect note to end on.
- 2:00 PM: Quick shopping session, bought some gifts for my friends.
- 4:00 PM: Train ride back to San Giorgio in Bosco
- 6:00 PM: Packed my bags.
- 8:00 PM: Had my last dinner, ordered a pizza for the first time.
- 9:00 PM: Said goodbye to the hotel staff, they were lovely!
- 10:00 PM: Taxi to the airport.
Reflections:
- Pasta: I ate a lot of pasta. There were moments of sheer, unadulterated joy. Moments I will cherish forever.
- Language: My Italian did not improve. But I survived. And that’s what matters.
- The Hotel: Hotel Posta 77 is charming, it's warm, and its staff felt like family. The whole trip felt like an escape from this crazy world.
- Would I go back? In a heartbeat. Just… maybe I'll learn a bit more Italian this time. And maybe, just maybe, I'll try to avoid the tripe. Maybe.
And that, my friends, is the unvarnished truth of my Italian adventure. Ciao!
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Unbelievable Hotel Posta 77: You've Got Questions? I've Got Answers (Maybe)
(And some totally unbiased opinions, naturally.)
Is Hotel Posta 77 REALLY as magical as it looks in the pictures?
Okay, deep breath. Magical? Uh... well, let's say it's photogenic. The pictures, yeah, they're good. Really good. The reality? It’s... more lived-in. Think of it like this: The photos are the highlight reel. The actual hotel is the entire movie. There's dust motes caught in the sunlight on the antique furniture (which, honestly, gives it charm, once you get over your own dust allergy). The views? Stunning. But, you know, a bit obstructed by that glorious, ancient wisteria that's trying to take over the balcony. Totally worth it though, the wisteria is… something.
I remember when I first arrived: I was expecting to be swept away by a prince (or at least a particularly charming bellhop). Instead, I got a slightly frazzled woman behind the front desk who clearly hadn't slept in days. But she knew everything, even though her eyes were barely open. And the coffee? Glorious. So yeah, magical-ish. Bring some allergy meds, and lower your expectations just a *smidge*. You’ll be fine.
What's the food like? Because, Italy.
Oh. My. God. The food. Okay, let me tell you about the breakfast buffet. It's not a buffet, really. More like, a meticulously crafted spread of the most delicious things you've ever seen. Imagine mountains of flaky pastries, enough charcuterie to feed a small army (and I might have tried). Fresh fruit, so ripe it practically sings. And the coffee? I think they used some kind of magic. It was so good, I actually started speaking fluent Italian (okay, I might be exaggerating... I learned "Buongiorno" and "Another espresso, please").
Dinner… well, dinner is a *thing*. It’s not just eating; it’s an experience. One night I had the pasta. Someone had warned me it was amazing. I wasn't sure how to believe it. It was truly transcendent! Seriously, I considered licking the plate. (Didn’t, but seriously considered.) The other night, I tried the fish. This was a problem, since I'm not really a fan of eating fish. As a result, my internal monologue was a battle of "Ew, fish" and "It is what they eat here. Maybe, I should try one bite." I caved. The fish won.
Are the rooms comfortable?
Comfortable? Oh yes. The beds? Cloud-like heaven. The pillows? So plump and fluffy, I almost didn’t get out of it for three days (kidding… mostly). The sheets – the *sheets*! They were like being wrapped in a hug made of silk. Seriously, I’d trade my current bed for those sheets in a heartbeat.
A small imperfection: my room faced the street. It could be noisy at night. But after a few days, the noises were almost like being with the locals. You can close the window, of course. But where's the fun in that?
The location? Is it convenient?
Location, location, location! It’s… central. Kind of. It’s close to the main square... but "close" in Italy can mean a 10-minute walk, and a few wrong turns. Which, you know, is part of the fun, right? It's also near the train station (which I might have missed, once, because I was too busy staring at a particularly handsome gelato cart). Pro-tip: learn to say "Dove sono?" pretty quickly if you don’t want to wander for hours.
What's the vibe like? Is it a place for families, couples, or...?
Vibe? Ah, the vibe. It's that perfect mix of "sophisticated charm" and "slightly chaotic Italian life". I saw everything. Couples holding hands. Elderly women gossiping over cappuccinos. The hotel staff clearly loves their jobs. But they're also really good at hiding it (hahaha!). Kids running amok everywhere. Families, definitely. Romantic getaways, absolutely. Solo travelers, welcome! Really, anyone who appreciates good food, good views, and the occasional, joyful cluster of chaos will find themselves right at home.
Let's talk about the balcony. Is it worth it to get a room with a balcony? Be honest!
Okay. Listen. The balcony… Here's the thing: you *think* you don’t need a balcony. You’re probably all, "Oh, I’ll be out exploring all day! A balcony is just extra space!" Lies. It’s not extra space. IT’S PARADISE.
Picture this: early morning, that glorious Italian sun begins to peek over the buildings, you’re out there, in your robe, sipping the most incredible espresso… and everything is bathed in a golden light of pure, unadulterated joy. You can also watch the world go by, observe the locals. The sounds of Italy? The smells of fresh coffee and pizza baking in the oven, the breeze through the wisteria? Magnificent! My first morning, I thought, "I could get used to this." By day three, I’d already decided to move here.
And okay, I'll admit, sometimes I just sat out there and ate pastries and watched the world go by. I'd rate it the number-one thing to do while at the hotel. I could get used to this! So. Yes. Get the balcony. You’ll thank me. You'll probably send me postcards.
Are there any downsides? Be brutally honest!
Okay, here's the real talk. The lift (elevator) is... shall we say... "vintage" and slow. Prepare for a bit of a wait. And sometimes, the service can be a little… Italian. Which means, at times, wonderfully attentive, and at others, you might feel like you've been forgotten. Also, the Wi-Fi? Intermittent. But hey, you're in Italy! Disconnect! Read a book! Talk to a human! You can survive without Instagram for a few days. (I did.)
Oh! And the bathroom in my room... it was fine. It worked. But the shower pressure wasnBook Hotels Now
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