Goa's Hottest Hideaway: Eros Boutique Hotel Unveiled!
Goa's Hottest Hideaway: Eros Boutique Hotel - My Honest (and Slightly Messy) Review!
Alright, listen up, because I'm about to dish the dirt (and the glorious sunshine) on Eros Boutique Hotel in Goa. Forget those polished, perfect reviews you see online. This is the real deal, straight from someone who just spent a sweaty, sun-kissed week there. Prepare yourselves, because it's a rollercoaster.
First things first: Accessibility & Safety (because let's get the boring stuff out of the way, BUT it's actually IMPORTANT!)
Okay, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I did notice… stuff. Accessibility? It's okay. There's an elevator, and that's a huge plus, but I didn't see a ton of specific ramps or things that screamed "fully accessible." They do have facilities for disabled guests, but call ahead and clarify. They were super accommodating with a last-minute request, and I'm told they're always working on improving.
Cleanliness and Safety? HUGE win. This is a huge deal now, right? They're on it. Anti-viral cleaning products, professional-grade sanitizing services, rooms sanitized between stays. They are taking it REALLY seriously. They had hand sanitizer everywhere, seriously, and they're big on physical distancing of at least 1 meter. Staff wore masks and seemed genuinely committed to keeping things spotless. This is HUGE. I even saw them using sterilizing equipment– made me feel safe since I am a bit of germaphobe. They also have a doctor/nurse on call and first aid kit, which is another positive
Getting Around was easy. Airport transfer was seamless (book it!). Loads of free parking on-site. I even saw a car power charging station! I'm not sure if that's standard in India hotels, but that's actually great!
Now the fun stuff… Where the magic happens (and where I lost track of time and reality!)
This is where Eros really shines, and where my stream-of-consciousness really starts to flow. Buckle up.
Rooms: Paradise Found (and Slightly Disorganized)
Okay, let's talk rooms. My jaw actually DROPPED when I walked in. Seriously. Air conditioning (thank GOD!), plush bathrobes, a separate shower/bathtub – HEAVEN. I loved the blackout curtains because, let's be real, after a day of sunbathing and cocktails, you NEED blackout curtains! I also discovered the power of a laptop workspace for a quick email check. They also had free Wi-Fi in all rooms (a lifesaver). I loved my mirror, desk, and refrigerator.
Internet? Fantastic. Wi-Fi [free] and reliable. I am a creature of habit, and I actually loved having a socket near the bed!
Now, I'm not going to lie, the room wasn't perfect. One day they forgot my slippers, but when I called, housekeeping delivered them immediately. Also, they could have used an extra plug or two by the bed, but overall, it was a beautiful space to chill, relax, get some work done, or just stare at the ceiling and contemplate life. Also, I loved the window that opens!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Oh, my tastebuds! (and my expanding waistline!)
This is where Eros really won me over. The restaurants and bars are something else. Let's start with breakfast because, honestly, it's the most important meal of the day. The Asian breakfast was a revelation! I was obsessed with their Asian cuisine in the restaurant. They have an excellent breakfast buffet and an a la carte in the restaurant. I also had breakfast in room one day, because I could, and it was amazing. The coffee shop was my guilty pleasure.
The food? Forget about it. The salad in restaurant was fresh every day. The desserts in restaurant were an absolute work of art. They also have a poolside bar with a lovely view and offer happy hour.
(Side note: the bottle of water they provided? Crucial.)
The service was a little… inconsistent. One day I got perfect service and the next, a slightly grumpy waiter, but overall, the staff were helpful and friendly, especially if slightly tipsy.
Things to Do (or, How I Became a Living Relaxation Machine)
Okay, this is where I really, REALLY lost it. Eros is all about the relaxation. A swimming pool with an amazing pool with view? Yes, please! A spa that offers everything from treatments? YES, YES, YES! I spent one glorious afternoon in the sauna and steamroom, sweating out all my stress.
And the massages! They were incredible. I actually found the massage to be one of the best I've had in years.
(I didn't make it to the fitness center, but it looked decent).
Getting down and dirty with my feelings…
I'm not gonna lie, I went to the spa three times! I was obsessed, and it got out of hand. I think I needed a body scrub and a body wrap because, well, I deserved it. No regrets!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Make a Difference
They think of EVERYTHING. 24-hour room service? Check. A concierge who actually seems to know stuff? Check. Laundry service? Another check. Air conditioning in public areas (THANK YOU!). The safe deposit boxes in the room are a nice touch, too.
The Quirks (Because No Place is Perfect!)
Okay, let’s talk about the little imperfections. The hotel had a few minor things that could be improved. When I got there it took me a while to find my way to my room, but they were quick to point the correct way; and I have to say that they are very friendly. They also have facilities for disabled guests, but call ahead and clarify. The shower’s water pressure could be higher. I have to say though, that the bathroom was clean; however, I needed more toiletries. I have to ask for toilet paper one time, but at least it was brought to me quickly.
For the Kids? (I didn't have any, but…)
They seem family/child friendly, but I didn't experience this myself. They have babysitting service
Eros Boutique Hotel: My Final Verdict (and WHY YOU SHOULD BOOK IT)
Okay, here's the deal. Eros isn't a perfect hotel, but it's damn close. It's stylish, it's relaxing, it's safe, and it's in a fantastic location. It absolutely deserves its title as a "hottest hideaway." The staff is lovely, the food is delicious, and the spa is heavenly (seriously, book a massage!). It is a place to recharge yourself. Just be prepared to embrace a little bit of imperfection and a whole lot of bliss. I will be back.
My Honest Recommendation: If you're looking for a luxurious, relaxing, and safe getaway in Goa, stop searching. Book it. Now.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your perfectly polished, Instagram-filtered travel guide. This is the REAL Goa, Eros Boutique Hotel edition. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
Eros Boutique Hotel: Goa - The Messy, Magnificent Truth
(Or, How I Accidentally Found Paradise…and Then Almost Lost My Sunglasses in a Tide Pool)
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread on the Beach (aka, The "Oh God, I'm So Tired" Phase)
- 11:00 AM (ish): Landed in Dabolim Airport. Humidity hits you like a warm, sweaty hug. My hair immediately transformed into a frizz monster. Note to self: invest in anti-humidity products before next South Asian adventure.
- 12:00 PM: Taxi to Eros. The drive? Pure chaos. Bikes everywhere, cows chilling in the middle of the road. I swear I saw a dog riding shotgun on a scooter at one point. Beautiful chaos.
- 1:00 PM: Check-in. The hotel? Adorable. Think: whitewashed walls, bougainvillea spilling everywhere, and a tiny swimming pool that looked suspiciously inviting. The staff, bless their hearts, were all smiles. My exhausted brain barely registered any more than "air conditioning" and "bed."
- 1:30 PM: Room. Gorgeous. Private balcony. Seriously, I could live here… and I almost instantly fell asleep.
- 3:00 PM: Woke up. Dehydration headache. Curse caffeine withdrawal. Wandered, blurry eyed, towards the beach.
- 3:30 PM: First sight of the Arabian Sea. Woah. Okay, fine. This is why I came. Sun beating down, the water was a vibrant turquoise, the sand was white like powdered sugar.
- 4:00 PM: Tried to swim. Ended up mostly bobbing around, terrified of unseen sea creatures. (Deep-seated fear, okay?) The waves are SO much stronger than they look. Almost got body slammed by a rogue wave.
- 4:30 PM: Beachside bar. Kingfisher beer (the local brew) is a godsend. Ordered some chips and salsa. Slightly regret that.
- 5:00 PM: Sat there, watching the sun dip towards the horizon, painted the sky in orange and pink. Actually felt my shoulders relax. This is good. Real good.
- 6:00 PM: Beachside dinner. Fresh grilled fish. Absolutely incredible. So incredible, I forgot to tip properly, feeling shame.
- 7:00 PM: Stumbled back to the hotel in a blissful food coma. Bed. Finally.
Day 2: Exploring, Almost Getting Flattened by a Rickshaw, and Questioning My Life Choices (aka, "The I Need a Break From the Sun" Scenario)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up to the sound of birds and the faint scent of frangipani. Okay, this IS paradise. Briefly considered staying forever.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. Omelets. Fruit. Strong coffee. Fueling up for adventure, and I need it.
- 10:00 AM: Rented a scooter. (BIG MISTAKE). The guy at the rental place gave me a look like, "You sure, lady?" I should have heeded his advice.
- 10:30 AM: Attempted to drive through the narrow Goan roads. My driving skills are… questionable. Nearly took out a family on a motorbike. Swearing under my breath, apologized profusely when I had to stop for a second. I am going to be forever thankful for my life.
- 11:00 AM: Visited a local market. So much chaos. Smells, sights, sounds… it was overwhelming in the best possible way. Bought some spices, and a scarf I probably don’t need.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a local "shack" (beachside restaurant). Spicy vindaloo that nearly set my mouth on fire. Worth it.
- 1:00 PM: Hit the beach again. More swimming. More wave-dodging. More existential dread.
- 2:00 PM: Took a nap in the shade. Best nap of my life. Dreamt of gelato.
- 3:00 PM: Visited a nearby church, the Basilica of Bom Jesus. The architecture was stunning. Found myself completely mesmerized and a bit humbled.
- 4:00 PM: Scooter ride back to the hotel. Somehow survived. Promised myself to be better driver.
- 5:00 PM: Swim in the hotel pool. Pure bliss.
- 6:00 PM: Sunset cocktails. Life is good. Almost perfect.
- 7:00 PM: The hotel staff offered me their recommendations on restaurants.
- 8:00 PM: At the restaurant, delicious butter chicken. The place was amazing, and it had me feeling relaxed and comfortable.
Day 3- The Day I Fell In Love With a Beach and Almost Drowned (and Why You Should Always Pack a Backup Pair of Sunglasses)
- 8:00 AM: Coffee on the balcony. The light filtering through the leaves is a literal dream.
- 9:00 AM: Packed a bag for the beach. Sunscreen, towel, book, and… my favorite sunglasses. The ones that make even my tired face look vaguely fashionable.
- 9:30 AM: Decided to be adventurous and went to the beach on a scooter.
- 10:00 AM: Reached the beach, and oh my GOD. This beach. It was a cove, with cliffs on either side, perfect white sand, and the bluest water I’ve ever seen. (This time of day)
- 10:30 AM: Spent the next few hours swimming, sunbathing, and reading. The book? A trashy romance novel. Don’t judge me. I needed escape.
- 1:00 PM: The tide started coming in.
- 1:30 PM: Getting swept away by the waves. Panic. I am not an experienced swimmer, okay?! I flailed, swallowed a mouthful of salty water, and started to… panic.
- 2:00 PM: Suddenly, a wave calmed. I gasp for air. Somehow, I managed to grab onto a submerged rock and pull myself towards the shore.
- 2:30 PM: I was alive. Shaking, coughing, and covered in sand, I sat on the beach and just… stared at the ocean.
- 3:00 PM: Realization. My sunglasses. Were… gone.
(Here Comes the Stream-of-Consciousness - Prepare Yourselves)
- Sunglasses. My favorite sunglasses. They were a part of me.
- I'd been so focused on not drowning, I hadn't even noticed them slip off.
- Went back into the water, but obviously, they were nowhere to be found.
- My face was a mess.
- Sat there for a solid half hour, staring at the waves, feeling ridiculously sorry for myself.
- Okay, I get it. Sunglasses are easily the least important thing in this situation, but still.
- I imagined them, tumbling in the surf, gradually sinking to the ocean floor…. buried and forgotten.
- Maybe they'd get adopted by a crab.
- Or used by some octopus who needed to look cool.
- I thought of all the photos I'd taken with those sunglasses. All the memories.
- Okay, enough. Pull yourself together.
- And then, the thought occurred to me:
- Those sunglasses were bought by me to be worn in a beach.
- They are going to be used on the beach.
- I didn't need a reason to purchase another pair. Just do it.
(Back to Reality (ish))
- 4:00 PM: Sat at a beachside shack, eating a plate of fries, feeling utterly defeated.
- 5:00 PM: Bought a terrible, cheap pair of sunglasses from a beach vendor. The world looked a bit brighter.
- 6:00 PM: Watched the sunset. It was even more beautiful than the day before. Maybe it was a distraction, but I was comforted.
- 7:00 PM: Ate some delicious food. My appetite was back.
- 8:00 PM: Back at the hotel. Journaling. Reflecting. Realizing that even the worst days can have their moments of beauty. And that I should probably invest in some water-resistant sunglasses.
Day 4: Farewell…for Now. (And a Promise to Come Back)
- 8:00 AM: Packed my bags.
- 9:00 AM: Final delicious breakfast.
- 10:00 AM: Last swim in the pool. Seriously, this pool is perfect.
- 11:00 AM: Checkout. Said goodbye to the lovely staff. Thanked them for their kindness.
- 12:00 AM: Taxi to
Eros Boutique Hotel: So, You Wanna Know the Truth? (Because Let's Be Real, That Brochure Lies)
Okay, spill it. Is Eros Hotel *actually* hidden, or is that just marketing BS?
Alright, alright, fine. "Hidden" is stretching it. It's not like you need a treasure map and Indiana Jones to find it. But yeah, it's *off* the main drag, thank god! Which, let's be honest, is what you secretly want from a Goa getaway. You're not there to dodge selfie sticks and hawkers screaming about the best "authentic" curry, are you? You're there to *chill*. It's tucked away, down a little lane. Think… a slightly overgrown, potentially cobra-infested lane. Okay, maybe not *that* bad. But you get the point. You *will* feel like you've escaped the hordes. And that, my friends, is a win. The first time I went, I was convinced the driver was lost, which, looking back, was a little melodramatic given the number of signs with the hotel's name. But the *feeling*? Pure bliss. Especially after the sensory overload of the airport. Ah, airport. That's another story altogether…
The website boasts "luxury." Translation, please? Are we talking actual luxury, or "fancy" plastic showerheads luxury?
Okay, defining "luxury" is like trying to herd cats. Depends on your definition! It's not the over-the-top marble-everything kind of luxury. No gold-plated toilet seats, thankfully. But the rooms? They're gorgeous. Really. Think stylish simplicity meets comfortable. Big beds, fluffy pillows (a *must*), and a balcony where you can pretend you're sophisticated while sipping a local beer at 10 AM. The details are what get you. High-quality linens, lovely toiletries, and the little touches that make you *feel* pampered. Now, I did encounter a *minor* issue with the air conditioning in my first room – a minor tropical meltdown, you could say. (It was more of a gentle, insistent drizzle of warm air rather than a blast of cool.) But the staff, bless their hearts, had it fixed in minutes. Seriously, they're amazing. So, not *perfect* luxury, but definitely leaning heavily in that direction. And way better than some of the rusty-shower-head places I've stayed in. Let's not even *talk* about the time in that hostel in Thailand… Ugh.
What's the deal with the food? Because I've seen some hotel restaurants try and fail spectacularly.
Alright, this is where Eros *shines*. Seriously. The food is incredible. Breakfast? Don't skip it. The fresh fruit, the omelets made to order, the… okay, I’m drooling just thinking about it. They have a traditional Goan breakfast, and even if you hate spicy food, you should still *try* some. Just, you know, order a yogurt to cool down in case. Lunch and dinner are equally delicious. Fresh seafood, amazing curries, and even decent pizza if you need a break from the spice. I had the most amazing grilled prawns there. Honestly, I'm tempted just to go back for the food. The restaurant itself is lovely, too, with a relaxed vibe and friendly staff. The only downside? Portion sizes... are… substantial. Prepare to loosen the belt buckle. I ate so much, I almost couldn't get off my sun lounger. Which, honestly, isn't the worst problem to have.
Tell me everything about the pool. Because let's be honest, the pool is often the *make or break* for a hotel, and I need to know if it's worth the hype.
Oh, the pool. It's not just a pool; it's a *vibe*. It’s gorgeous, surrounded by lush greenery, and there are plenty of sun loungers. My first reaction? Pure, unadulterated joy. You can practically *hear* the tropical birds chirping. You can get poolside service, which is dangerous, in the best possible way. Cocktails in the sunshine? Yes, please!
The pool itself is the perfect temperature to be refreshing without being so cold that you’re shivering. And the best part? It never felt overwhelmingly crowded. There’s a real sense of peace and quiet (unless, of course, a noisy family is there, which can happen, but it’s rare). I spent hours reading by that pool. It was absolutely perfect, until I found a bug in my mojito. Maybe a little ant or something. But it was *my mojito*. *My* precious mojito. I almost cried. Just… almost. But the pool? Definitely worth it. Definitely worth the trip. Just, you know, keep an eye on your drink.
Is it kid-friendly? Because I need to know if I can bring my screaming monsters or if I should leave them at home with someone else.
Hmm, tricky one. They say they are, and I *think* they are. They have a family suite. But *personally*? I'd say it's probably more suited to couples and adults. The vibe is definitely more chill. There isn't a dedicated kids' club or playground, or screaming monster-specific activities. I saw a few kids there, but I think they were well-behaved from what I remember (or maybe I was so blissed out, I didn't notice the chaos—which is quite possible ;)). If your kids are the type who can appreciate a bit of peace and quiet and aren't going to dive-bomb the pool every two seconds, then go for it. If not… maybe send the offspring off to Grandma's. You could easily, *easily* see kids running around, so it might be worth checking with the hotel. However, the lack of loud music blaring all day is a huge plus for this place!
What activities can I do around the hotel? Beyond just, you know, existing.
Okay, so you *could* just exist. And that's perfectly acceptable. But if you want to actually *do* things, you have options. The hotel can arrange taxis and scooters (essential for exploring Goa, trust me). Nearby beaches are lovely – Anjuna, Vagator, and Baga are all within easy reach. The hotel also organizes Yoga.
For the more adventurous, there are water sports, dolphin-watching trips, and spice plantation tours. And let's not forget the shopping! Markets, boutiques, the works. But honestly? Sometimes, the best activity is just sitting on your balcony, watching the sunset, and contemplating your life choices (or lack thereof). I spent an entire afternoon doing just that. No regrets. Well, maybe one... not buying more of those cashew nuts from the market.
