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Luxury Awaits: Unveiling the Roosevelt Nice – Best Western Premier Magic! – (A Very Honest Review!)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I've just wrestled with the Roosevelt Nice – Best Western Premier Magic! and I'm here to spill the tea. Forget your overly-polished travel guides – this is the real deal. SEO be damned, I'm going to give you the raw, messy truth about whether this "luxury" experience truly lives up to the hype. And let me tell you, after a week-long stay… I HAVE THOUGHTS.
Let's start with the basics. This place is in Nice, France. Duh. And accessibility is…pretty good. They've got elevators (a godsend with my dodgy knees!), and I saw ramps. Wheelchair accessible, I'm pretty sure, but ALWAYS double-check because, you know, best to be sure.
Internet Access: Praise the Wi-Fi gods! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and generally decent speeds. They've got Internet [LAN] too, for the old-schoolers, but who uses that anymore?
Cleanliness and Safety: Okay, THIS is where the Roosevelt actually shines. After the pandemic… Let's be honest, I'm a nervous wreck. But the Roosevelt had me feeling a little bit better. The anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, and professional-grade sanitizing services were a comforting sight. Rooms sanitized between stays? Check. They even offered a Room sanitization opt-out available, which, honestly, I didn't use because, see previous comment. The hand sanitizer readily available was also nice. They even had hygiene certification, though I have no idea what it means. But hey, it sounds official. I did notice the staff trained in safety protocol, it was a nice little something.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: This is a mixed bag, folks. The breakfast buffet – let's be frank, it was a bit of a scene. A bit too crowded for my taste. But the croissant game? Strong. Very strong. And they had a Western breakfast option. I did spy an Asian breakfast, too, for the adventurous eaters. They had a fantastic coffee shop with good Espresso. There was a Poolside bar, which, naturally, I took advantage of. They provided a bottle of water every day. And 24-hour room service, of course. That's a lifesaver when you're battling jet lag at 3 AM. The salad in the restaurant? Eh. The soup in the restaurant was actually really good. I was too afraid to try the Asian cuisine in restaurant.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: The pool area at the Roosevelt Nice is gorgeous. That pool with a view is no joke. Really, it's stunning. I spent a good portion of my time there. They also have a gym/fitness center (didn't use it, naturally), a Spa/sauna. I splurged on the spa, a full hour massage, and it was bliss. The best part? The sauna afterwards. Seriously, just pure relaxation. They have a steamroom, too, and I’m really starting to regret I skipped this. Honestly, the spa was worth the price of admission alone. The Body scrub was fun, and the Body wrap, not so much.
Services and Conveniences: Here's where the Roosevelt flexes its "Premier" muscles. The concierge was incredibly helpful with restaurant recommendations and booking tours. They have a daily housekeeping, which is always a plus. Laundry service? Essential when you're travelling. The currency exchange was convenient. But the best part? The elevator! Lifesaver. They also offer luggage storage.
For the Kids: I'm not traveling with kids, but they seemed well set up. They do have babysitting service and kids facilities.
Available in All Rooms: Now, about the rooms themselves. They are pretty luxurious – air conditioning, blackout curtains (essential for those late-night spa sessions), a mini bar (hello, pre-dinner drinks), a coffee/tea maker, and free Wi-Fi. My room had a seating area and a sofa, which was perfect for relaxing. The bathrobes and slippers were a nice touch. I had a lovely bathtub to relax in after a long day of travel. The in-room safe box was a welcome plus. I even had a window that opens I felt so comfortable! Honestly, they did a really good job on the rooms' design.
Getting Around: They offer airport transfer, car park [on-site], and taxi service, which makes getting around Nice a breeze.
The Imperfections… or, The Real Truth (Because It's Never Perfect!):
Okay, so the Roosevelt is pretty great. But it's not flawless. Nothing is. Here's what bugged me:
- The breakfast buffet, as mentioned, was a bit of a scrum.
- The location, while central, is a little noisy at night. Bring earplugs. Or don't, and just embrace the chaos.
- There's no pet allowed . Bummer. For those of you who plan to travel with your furry friends, this is a non-starter.
- While the staff are generally lovely, sometimes service can be a little slow, especially during peak hours. (Can't win them all!)
The Quirks That Made Me Smile:
- The little Eiffel Tower statue in the gift shop.
- The slightly over-enthusiastic cleaning staff.
- The occasional "Bonjour!" screamed from the top of the hotel when I was on the ground.
- The fact that the hotel has a high quality Smoke detector, and Fire extinguisher throughout the building.
Final Verdict:
The Roosevelt Nice – Best Western Premier Magic! is a solid choice for a luxurious stay in Nice. It's clean, safe, the spa is amazing, the location is central, and the rooms are comfortable.
My Emotional Reaction:
I'm honestly torn. On the one hand, it's a hotel. Hotels, for me, are never truly special, at least not for a full week. On the other hand, the staff was kind, the spa was great, and I enjoyed the comfort.
Now, the Big Question: Would I stay there again?
Probably. Yes. If I was returning to Nice. However, I'd explore the surrounding area of the hotel before making this decision. Do your research!
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn’t your grandma’s perfectly polished travel itinerary. This is the real deal, the messy, glorious, slightly-off-kilter adventure of trying to "do" Nice, France, from the luxurious (supposedly) lair of the Best Western Premier Hotel Roosevelt. Let's get this show on the road, or rather, the Promenade des Anglais…
Day 1: Arrival, Jet Lag, and "Oh, French Toast…"
- 9:00 AM (ish): Landing in Nice. Pretty standard, a blur of passport control (the line NEVER ends!), baggage claim (pray your suitcase arrives!), and the frantic search for the airport shuttle. I swear, I need a translator just to find the friggin' toilet in these places, let alone navigate public transport.
- 10:30 AM: Made it! The Roosevelt – and holy wow, the lobby IS swanky. Marble, chandeliers, the whole nine yards. Feeling slightly intimidated, like I'm about to spill my coffee.
- 11:00 AM: Checking in. The front desk guy (very French, very handsome) looks at me like I'm a particularly confused croissant. Language barrier, naturally. Eventually, I decipher that my room isn't ready yet. "Come back in an hour." Okay, great. Jet lag is already kicking my a. Time for the lobby to become my couch.
- 12:00 PM: Room! Finally. It’s a corner suite, supposedly with a sea view. The “sea view” is mostly a sliver of the Mediterranean peeking between buildings. Still, the bed looks heavenly. I'm this close to not leaving the room all week.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a nearby bistro. Found a charming little spot where the waiter barely speaks English. I order what seems like a safe bet - Croque Monsieur. This is when I learn it is not a toasted sandwich, but a culinary masterpiece - and I could marry it.
- 3:00 PM: Stumbled onto the Promenade des Anglais. The air is warm, the sea is sparkling…and I promptly get sand in my shoes. Already regretting my choice of footwear. Taking in the scene: the colorful buildings, the people, the general joie de vivre that seems to be radiating from every pore of Nice. It’s overwhelming, in the best way possible.
- 5:00 PM: Almost fell asleep on a bench. Seriously, the jet lag is a beast. Managed to rouse myself enough to wander back to the Roosevelt and stare at the pretty lobby.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner: Found a restaurant within walking distance of the hotel. It took a good 30 minutes to find and a solid 10 more just to feel comfortable.
- 8:00 PM: Passed out. I woke up, removed my makeup and fell face-first back into bed at 9:00 PM.
Day 2: The Matisse Museum & A Battle with the Bread Basket
- 9:00 AM: Woke up feeling somewhat human, with the vague memory of dreaming of pastries. A quick jaunt down to the hotel's breakfast buffet. Now, I like a good buffet but this one is next level. Cereals, eggs, fruit, and more pastries. I did, possibly, overload on croissants. C'est la vie, right?
- 10:00 AM: Matisse Museum. (So, it was a bit of a trek, and I got lost at least twice). The museum itself? Breathtaking. Matisse's vibrant colors, the sheer joy he seemed to pour into his work… it just made me want to sigh, and, maybe, invest in a giant, colorful scarf.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Found a café near the museum. Tried to order a salad… I ended up with some sort of mysterious, yet DELICIOUS, creation featuring cheese, tomatoes, and olives. Success!
- 2:00 PM: A stroll through the Cours Saleya flower market. The smells! The colors! The sheer chaos of it all! It was magnificent!
- 3:00 PM: The market. Just… wow. Flowers, food, perfumes, even some paintings. There's a small shop selling olive oil that's like liquid gold. I buy a bottle, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to use it on everything from here on out.
- 5:00 PM: Back to the hotel to recover from the sensory overload. Took a nap (again, jet lag, the gift that keeps on giving).
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a recommended restaurant I read about online. It was good. But the one thing I will absolutely remember about this dinner forever? The bread basket. Oh, the bread! Crusty, soft, and possibly the most addictive thing on earth. I may have eaten an entire baguette by myself. (Don't judge me, it was the perfect consistency!)
- 9:00 PM: Bed.
Day 3: Beach, Beach, and More Beach (and Possibly a Sunburn)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Okay, I'm officially obsessed with these croissants.
- 10:00 AM: Headed to the beach. Found my spot on the Promenade, rented a beach chair and an umbrella (essential, because I am pale as a ghost). The water is that perfect turquoise blue you see on postcards. The sun is warm, the breeze is gentle… bliss.
- 11:00 AM: Realized I forgot sunscreen. Oh, crap.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch on the beach. Took my croissant and went onto the beach, and found a little cafe where I ordered a sandwich and drink.
- 1:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Mostly just soaking up the sun (with frequent applications of SPF, thank goodness). People-watching (a sport I excel at).
- 5:00 PM: Went back to the hotel to clean up.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a casual restaurant. Tried to order in French, but it didn't go so well.
- 9:00 PM: Bed.
Day 4: A Day Trip to Monaco (and Existential Dread)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. No comment.
- 10:00 AM: Train to Monaco. The train ride itself is beautiful, hugging the coastline. Monaco is… well, it's Monaco. Over-the-top rich, the yachts are the size of houses, and the casinos are like something out of a movie.
- 11:30 AM: Walked through the streets of Monaco. It’s glittering, glamorous, and a little bit… depressing. As in, "I will never be able to afford that lifestyle" depressing.
- 12:00 PM: Visited the Prince's Palace.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch near the port. The food was okay, but I was too busy staring at the enormous yachts to really care.
- 2:00 PM: I spend another hour or so walking around, feeling increasingly out of place. The whole experience felt a little… empty. Maybe it’s the existential dread that comes with seeing so much wealth, or maybe it's just that I'm a simple person who prefers a good baguette to a diamond-encrusted anything.
- 4:00 PM: Train back to Nice. The air felt cleaner.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a small restaurant.
- 9:00 PM: Packed, and passed out.
Day 5: Departure (and a Tear or Two)
- 9:00 AM: Last breakfast. Squeezed in… two more croissants. No regrets.
- 10:00 AM: Checked out of the Roosevelt. Said goodbye to our suite.
- 11:00 AM: The airport.
- 1:00 PM: On the plane, and I'm already missing those croissants. And the sea. And the slightly baffling conversations with the locals.
- 1:30 PM: I’m already planning my return.
Final Thoughts:
Nice was, in a word, amazing. It was beautiful, exhausting, delicious, and occasionally a complete and utter mess. The Roosevelt was a lovely base, a place to escape the sun. And I learned that sometimes, a good baguette and a healthy dose of sunscreen are all you really need. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to start planning my next adventure… and maybe invest in a phrasebook that goes beyond "Bonjour" and "Merci." Au revoir, for now!
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Luxury Awaits: Roosevelt Nice – Best Western Premier Magic! (Or Did It?) - Your Unfiltered FAQ
So, is the Roosevelt Nice *REALLY* all that? Like, is it worth the hype (and the cash)?
Okay, deep breaths. Let's be real. "Luxury" hotels...they're a gamble, right? You're shelling out serious dough, hoping for a fairytale. The Roosevelt? Well, it's...complicated. One minute you're feeling like James Bond (or, you know, *aspiring* to that level of coolness), and the next you're battling a wonky hairdryer and questioning all your life choices. It's definitely nicer than your average Best Western (obviously, it's a Premier!), but is it *Parisian palace* nice? Nah. More like... a very well-dressed, slightly eccentric aunt who occasionally forgets to wash her good china. The hype? It's there, but temper your expectations a smidge. You’ll be okay, just...don't expect *perfection*... which, let's be honest, doesn't really exist.
What's the deal with the location? Is it *actually* convenient? Because, let's face it, location can make or break a trip.
Okay, this is where the Roosevelt actually shines. Location? Spot on. I mean, *seriously* convenient. You're basically a hop, skip, and a jump (or a leisurely stroll) from the Promenade des Anglais. Beaches? Hello! Restaurants? Tons! The train station? Easy peasy. I actually got *lost* once trying to find a super-secret, obscure bar on a Monday (I'm blaming the jet lag and a very charming waiter). But even then, I knew I could always find my way back to the Roosevelt. It's like having a comfortable, aesthetically-pleasing anchor in the middle of all the Nice-ness. Seriously, the location is the main reason I’d go back. It's worth the slightly higher price tag just for the convenience. And that gorgeous view of the Mediterranean… *chef's kiss*.
Alright, the rooms. Spill the beans. Are they as luxurious as the website *claims*?
Rooms...Ah, yes, the rooms. Let's just say, the website's photos are *artfully* crafted. They're not… *misleading*, exactly… but they're touched up. My first room? Pretty darn nice. Good size, comfy bed, a balcony overlooking... well, not *the* Mediterranean, but a *pretty* view nonetheless. The bathroom was perfectly clean, with great water pressure, which is a victory in itself! The second room, though... that's where things got interesting. Tiny! Smaller than my actual *bedroom* back home. The air conditioning sounded like a jet engine taking off, the Wi-Fi kept cutting out, and the TV remote? A total mystery. I spent a solid half hour wrestling with it before giving up and just staring at pigeons on the balcony. So, room quality? Varying. Definitely ask for a specific room if you can. Be prepared to potentially move rooms if you draw the short straw! (And seriously, the sound of that AC unit... nightmares. And I, regrettably, do *not* sleep with earplugs.)
Breakfast! Is it worth the extra charge? I am a breakfast person, so it means a lot to me.
Breakfast... oh my goodness. YES. A thousand times YES. Okay, maybe nine hundred times. But still! The breakfast at the Roosevelt? I. LOVED. IT. It was actually a highlight. Seriously. A glorious spread of pastries (the croissants!), fresh fruit, cheeses, eggs cooked every which way, coffee that actually tasted like... well, *coffee*, and even some of those tiny, adorable yogurts. It's not just breakfast, it's an *experience*. I swear, I ate enough to last me a week! It took me a while to go to the gym after that, and even then, only because I knew I could just refill on the next day. Honestly, if you're a breakfast person, don't even think about skipping it. Treat yo’ self. Forget about the calories… you're on vacation! Then again, the pastries are so good you might think you are not on a vacation, but a permanent stay inside a croissant shop. Be warned!
What about the staff? Are they friendly and helpful, or just 'hotel staff' friendly?
The staff… mixed bag. Some were *genuinely* lovely. Super friendly, helpful with directions, and even remembered my name (or at least, they pretended to!). Others? Well, let’s just say they probably had a long day. I encountered a few who seemed a little… detached. Not rude, just… business-like. There was one particular concierge, though... a woman with a name I sadly forget, but with the warmest, most genuine smile. She was a lifesaver when I needed help booking a last-minute tour! Overall, the staff is okay, It's not the over-the-top pampering you might expect at a truly *luxury* hotel, but generally they’re friendly and will help if you needed them. It's a gamble, just like the rooms. Oh, also I think I saw the same man working the front desk and at the restaurant. Is that possible? I don't know. Maybe it's a French efficiency thing. It confused me.
Do they have a pool? Or a gym? Because, you know, those things are important. (Or maybe just for Instagram.)
Pool? Yes! Small, rooftop pool. It's...cute. A little less "infinity pool, panoramic views, champagne on tap" and a little more "refreshing dip after a long day of sightseeing." But hey, it's there. The gym? Yes, they had a teeny-tiny gym. Like, really small. Two treadmills, a weight machine, some free weights… enough to *pretend* you're working out. I went once (promise!) and it was fine. Mostly I just ended up staring at the view. Perfect for the whole Instagram thing if you really wanted to, but I wouldn't say it's the focal point of the hotel. It’s a bonus, not a major selling point, and probably needs an upgrade soon. Let's put it like this: you can get your exercise in. Just don't expect a state-of-the-art fitness center.
Okay, the big question: Would you stay there again? Be honest!
Okay, the ultimate question. Would I stay at the Roosevelt Nice again? *Pauses, thinks...rubs chin...* Probably. Yep, I'd probably go back. The location is just too good to pass up. The breakfast is *divine*.Luxury Stay Blog
