Escape to Paradise: Hotel Les Oliviers, Your French Riviera Dream Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Hotel Les Oliviers - My French Riviera Dream (Finally!)
Okay, so let's be real. Planning a trip to the French Riviera sounds glamorous. Actually experiencing it? That's a whole other beast. Choosing the right hotel can make or break your entire vacation. I just got back from Hotel Les Oliviers, the place that promised my "French Riviera Dream," and honestly? It was… mostly dreamy. Buckle up, buttercups, because I'm about to spill the rosé (or maybe that was just me…more on that later).
First Impressions - The Arrival
Getting there? Easy peasy. They've got airport transfer, which, after a 12-hour flight, is a godsend. The valet parking was a nice touch because, let's face it, I'm not a fan of parallel parking in any language. The lobby? Think classic French Riviera – maybe a little too classic, with some floral wallpaper that screamed "your grandma's holiday home." But hey, the doorman was charming, and the concierge – crucial! – was already handing me a glass of something bubbly. Score!
Accessibility - How's it Rollin'?
Now, I didn't need any specific facilities for disabled guests, but I always check this stuff. And Les Oliviers, bless its heart, seems to try. Elevator? Check. But getting around the property felt a little…tight in places. Wide pathways are not the forte. The hotel chain is committed to be as inclusive as possible
Rooms - My Little Riviera Sanctuary (or Not?)
I snagged a room with a window that opens, thank the heavens. Air conditioning is a given (air conditioning is listed in all room details!). I opted for non-smoking– which is an important rule. I’m a fan of blackout curtains to help me sleep until noon, like a true vacationer. Now, the room itself… It was lovely, okay? Clean as a whistle, thanks to the daily housekeeping. And the mini-bar was strategically placed for late-night snacking. It also included free bottled water, a nice touch as I drank so much rosé. My room also included bathrobes, slippers, hairdryer, in-room safe, complimentary tea, desk, telephone, satellite/cable channels, and Wi-Fi [free].
Wi-Fi - The Lifeline (Especially for Social Media Addicts)
Speaking of which… the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! was a godsend. I'm a bit of a social media addict, so I needed that constant connection. I made sure and used my Laptop workspace. There was also: Internet access – wireless and Internet access – LAN.
Dining - Food, Glorious Food (and Some Questionable Choices)
The Restaurants were a mixed bag. The breakfast [buffet] was a must (good croissant, although not quite as good as the ones I had down the street). The coffee shop was pretty solid. The poolside bar offered snacks, especially good while soaking in the sun. The Asian cuisine in restaurant was well-appreciated. The salad in restaurant was also my savior. The vegetarian restaurant has many vegan options, which is a lifesaver. Room service [24-hour] made my nights. I tried the a la carte in restaurant and the alternative meal arrangement
Things to Do - Relaxation Station
This is where Les Oliviers really shines. The Swimming pool [outdoor] was gorgeous, Pool with view gave it a great vibe. The Spa was heaven, even if I did spend most of my time in the sauna and steamroom. The massage was worth every penny. Also, they have a fitness center if you're that kind of vacationer (not me, personally).
- Body scrub - so good, I felt like I was in a commercial!
- Body wrap - did wonders for my jet lag!
- Foot bath - honestly, the best thing ever after a day of walking
Cleanliness and Safety - Covid Times
Now, in these crazy times, safety is paramount. The Staff trained in safety protocol, the Hand sanitizer, and the fact that I had Room sanitization opt-out available put my mind at ease. They also have:
- Anti-viral cleaning products
- Daily disinfection in common areas
- Individually-wrapped food options
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter
- Safe dining setup
Services and Conveniences - The Little Things that Matter
The concierge went above and beyond. They helped me book a boat trip (don't get me started on the sunburn!). They have a convenience store, so I could grab some late-night snacks.
For the Kids - Family Time!
Now, I didn't have any kids with me, but I noticed the hotel seemed pretty Family/child friendly. They also had a Babysitting service and Kids facilities Things Les Oliviers Could Improve Upon
- Internet Services: Faster Wifi! Seriously, I need to Insta Story my croissant instantly.
- Quirks: Some of the decor felt a bit dated and could use refreshing. I'm talking a major refresh and some modern updates.
My Takeaway: Should You Book?
Absolutely! If you're looking for a taste of the French Riviera glamour, mixed with a healthy dose of relaxation and comfort, Hotel Les Oliviers delivers. It's not perfect, but its charm, its amazing spa, and its prime location in the heart of the French Riviera made my trip.
Final Verdict: 4 out of 5 stars. (Would be 5 if they upgraded that WiFi!) And now… the sales pitch!
Escape to Paradise: Hotel Les Oliviers - Your French Riviera Dream Awaits!
Tired of the same old vacation? Dream of waking up to the gentle sea breeze, with that sun kissed glow?
Hotel Les Oliviers offers you just that, and more. Imagine yourself…
- Indulging in a rejuvenating spa day with a body scrub that whisks away all of your stress.
- Lounging by the stunning outdoor pool with poolside bar, sipping on a perfectly chilled cocktail, with a view.
- Exploring the charming towns of the French Riviera, all within easy reach.
- Feasting on delicious cuisine from the hotel's restaurants, from classic French fare to exotic Asian flavors.
Book your getaway to Hotel Les Oliviers today and experience the magic of the French Riviera.
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Alright, alright, settle in, because this isn't your sterile, perfectly-lined-up itinerary. This is real travel, with all the bumps and bruises and existential sighs that entails. We're talking Draguignan, France, and the glorious Hotel Les Oliviers, and frankly, I'm already a bit of a mess, so let's see how this unfolds…
Draguignan Debacle: A Very Human Itinerary
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Olive Oil Ordeal
- 13:00 (or thereabouts, because let's be honest, time is a construct when traveling): Arrive at Nice Airport. Okay, smooth sailing, for once! Except… finding the rental car. Never trust the "compact" option – it looks like a clown car. I'm pretty sure my luggage and the two (completely unnecessary) bags of emergency snacks are already plotting against me.
- 15:00: The drive. Oh, the drive. Coastal Highway? More like a series of blind curves and white-knuckle moments. At one point, I'm pretty sure I saw a chicken cross the road and judged me. But, the scenery… the scenery! Gorgeous, even if I was mostly focused on not plummeting into the Mediterranean.
- 17:00: Check-in at Hotel Les Oliviers. This place! It’s charming, it’s rustic, it smells faintly of lavender and hope. The receptionist, a woman named Agnes with eyes that have witnessed more holidays than me, is an absolute gem. She gives me a key that's probably older than my dad and advises me on the secret ways to get the best breakfast selection (breathtaking).
- 18:00: The Olive Oil tasting. Here we go. Agnes pointed me in the direction of a nearby olive oil farm. I envisioned myself a sophisticated connoisseur, swirling, sniffing, pronouncing. Instead, I choked on the second sample (way too pungent), sprayed a bit on my shirt, and purchased a bottle of the stuff the size of a small human. I'm now convinced I need a separate suitcase for olive oil.
- 19:00: Dinner. Local bistro. I ordered something in French I thought I understood. Turns out, it was goat cheese, and my inner five-year-old screamed in protest. "Ew, goat cheese!" But, I ate it. And, honestly, after the olive oil experience, it was a culinary triumph.
- 21:00: Bed. Exhausted. The jet lag is starting to kick in. Briefly consider staying up to catch the evening news on French television…then I remember my olive oil hangover and decide that sleep is the only way.
Day 2: Markets, Museums, and Existential Angst (and the Search for Chocolate)
- 09:00: Breakfast at the hotel. Magnificent! Crusty bread, croissants that practically melt in your mouth, and coffee strong enough to kickstart a zombie apocalypse. Already feeling better about the world.
- 10:00: Market day! Ah, the scents, the colours! Fresh produce piled high, mountains of cheese, and enough dried sausage to feed a small army. I almost bought a hat, because, you know, when in France and but talked myself out of it. (Regret setting in later).
- 12:00: Musée des Arts et Traditions Populaires. This museum was very interesting, but my brain was just a little too tired to focus on any of the exhibits.
- 13:00: The chocolate hunt. I went in search of chocolate and the chocolate shop was closed for lunch. The tragedy!
- 14:00: Lunch. Found a sandwich shop: I made it a picnic!
- 15:00: After lunch I decided to wander. I stumbled upon a gorgeous view of the valley. So peaceful.
- 17:00: Back to the hotel to rest. This is where things get interesting: I discover the pool! Glorious, crystal-clear water. It's the size of a postage stamp, but I don't care. I'm floating, I'm thinking, I'm feeling… somewhat content.
- 19:00: Dinner. Back at the local bistro because, convenience. Ordered something simple, safe. A steak. I'm a creature of habit, I swear.
- 21:00: Reading on the balcony. With a glass of rosé. This is the life, right? And, I am so glad I didn't give up on the chocolate hunt. I finally got my chocolate.
Day 3: The Canyon and the Crumbling Castle (And a Reckoning with My Own Ineptitude)
- 09:00: Breakfast (again, because: croissant).
- 10:00: Planned a day trip to Gorges du Verdon. The photos, the descriptions, promised breathtaking views. I pictured myself hiking, conquering, embracing the majesty of nature. Instead, I got lost. And, the driving was difficult.
- 13:00: Lunch. Ate a very simple lunch.
- 14:00: Castle. I was so hopeful the castle would be interesting. It was not interesting, it was a pile of rocks.
- 16:00: Realized I hadn't bought postcards. I started to freak out, and started googling were to buy them, when I remembered the gift shop.
- 17:00: Found postcards! And pens! I was so happy.
- 19:00: Dinner. The restaurant has a "chef's special" and I just ask to be surprised.
- 21:00: I can't seem to turn off the light in my room.
Day 4: Going home, and the lingering sadness
- 09:00: Breakfast (one last hurrah!). It's never enough!
- 10:00: Say goodbye.
- 12:00: the drive. This time it was worse. I was already sad.
- 14:00: drop of the rental car. Oh, thank god.
- 17:00: Plane. The sad plane ride.
- 19:00: Home.
So there you have it. My Draguignan adventure, a glorious, imperfect mess. I didn’t get everything right, I got lost more than once, and I may have accidentally consumed my weight in olive oil, but I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. Until next time, France… you enchanting, slightly bewildering, and entirely wonderful place.
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Escape to Paradise: Hotel Les Oliviers - Seriously?! Your French Riviera Dream... Maybe? Let's See.
Alright, so you're thinking of Hotel Les Oliviers? The French Riviera? Before you start picturing yourself sipping champagne on a yacht (because, honey, chances are... well, let's be honest), let's talk. I've been there. And let me tell you, the brochures LIE. But hey, that doesn't mean it's all bad. Actually, it's kind of… complicated.
1. Is it REALLY as glamorous as the pictures?
HA! Glamorous? The brochures *do* use a lot of… airbrushing. Let’s just say. Listen, the views? Stunning. Absolutely, jaw-droppingly, *makes-you-want-to-cry-beautiful*. The actual hotel, though? Well, it's got character. Which is a polite way of saying it might have some chipped paint and maybe a slightly wonky window. I swear, the first time I opened the shutters, there was a lizard watching me. A *lizard!* But the lizard... was charming. And so was the view the lizard was also enjoying. So, yes and no. Focus on the *place*, not necessarily the perfect facade.
2. Tell me *everything* about the rooms. The good, the bad, the potentially-haunted-by-a-disgruntled-French-chef.
Okay, rooms. This is where things get interesting. I stayed in… let's just call it a "garden view" room. Which, by the way, apparently *means* you see a bush and *then* the promised sea. The good: the beds are comfy. Seriously, cloud-like. The bad… well, the air conditioning sounded like a jet engine taking off in the middle of the night. And the bathroom? Small. Let me tell you, maneuvering in a tiny European bathroom after a few too many glasses of rosé is... an experience.
Then there's the "charm" of the older building. By charm, I mean: quirky plumbing. One morning, the hot water decided to play hide-and-seek. Another morning, I swear a pipe started gurgling menacingly in the walls. But the balcony? Worth every single gurgle and jet-engine-AC complaint. Seriously. That balcony. Bring a book, a bottle of wine, and prepare to lose yourself for hours. (Just… try not to drop the wine.) As for the chef… no, thankfully, I didn’t sense any ghostly culinary complaints.
3. What's the deal with the food? Is it worth the Euros?
Okay, the food. This is where Les Oliviers *redeems* itself, actually. The breakfast buffet? Don't even get me *started*. Fresh croissants, crusty bread, local cheeses… I swear, I ate my weight in pain au chocolat every single morning. The omelet station? Heaven. Pure, eggy, delicious heaven. The dinner restaurant is a mixed bag. Some nights it was incredible, dishes you want to devour. Other nights… I’m not going to lie, it can be a bit… heavy. French cuisine, bless its heart, can sometimes be a bit much. But overall, yes, it's good. Very, very good. Prepared to pay a little extra, though. This is the Riviera, after all. And who needs to pay for the view if you're there.
My BEST advice? Spend a morning at the market. Buy some pastries, some fruit, and a baguette, and enjoy it all on your balcony with a view. You will never regret it. Seriously. Then you can say you're eating on vacation, and saving a bit of money!
4. The pool. Tell me *everything* about the pool.
The pool. Ah, the pool. The *promise* of the pool. Listen, it's lovely. Really, really lovely. Infinity pool, shimmering, the view from the edge? Again, breathtaking. The reality, though? It can be crowded. Like, *shoulder-to-shoulder-with-a-slightly-too-loud-towel-hogging-British-couple* crowded. And the sunbeds? They're coveted. People set their towels out at 6 AM. SIX AM! My advice? Embrace the chaos. Get there early-ish. Or, just go for a swim, take a photo and move to the beach. You never know what you'll meet on the beach!
5. What’s the service like? Are the staff even *nice*?
Okay, this is a tricky one. The staff… they vary. Some are *utterly* delightful. Warm, friendly, helpful. They'll go out of their way to help you, to practice their English on you, to make you feel utterly welcome. Then there are others… let's just say they embody the French stereotype. Maybe a little… *urbane*. A touch… *superior*. Don't take it personally. Honestly, just be polite, try to speak a little French (even if it’s just “bonjour” and “merci”), and you'll be fine. They *do* want to help, they do care. It's just… a certain *je ne sais quoi* with the French, you know? Or maybe I'm just saying I got my feelings hurt by not getting the room upgrade I wanted. Who knows?
6. Is it kid-friendly?
Well… that depends on your kids, honestly. There isn't specifically a kid's club or anything. It's quite a sophisticated place, so rambunctious toddlers running around are probably not going to be greeted with open arms. But older children? They'd probably love it. The pool, the views, the chance to eat ice cream every day. And honestly, being in France, you'll want to teach them a little bit of French, if they can. You can't go wrong there!
7. What about getting around? Do I need a car?
YES. Get a car. Honestly. Yes, you can use taxis. Yes, there are buses. But trust me on this: the best thing about the Riviera is the freedom to explore. To drive along those winding coastal roads, stopping whenever you want to take in the views, to visit those little hidden villages.Popular Hotel Find
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