Soho Chic! 2-Bed Gem - Steps from London's Hottest Spots!
Soho Chic! 2-Bed Gem - Steps from London's Hottest Spots!
Soho Chic! 2-Bed Gem - Steps from London's Hottest Spots! (Review) - My London Love Affair (Almost)
Okay, listen up, because I just got back from a whirlwind trip to London, and let me tell you: this "Soho Chic!" place… well, it's a character. It's got its quirks, its charms, and definitely its moments of "Oh, that's interesting…" But overall? I'd say it's a winner. A slightly flawed, wonderfully quirky, but ultimately charming winner.
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(Accessibility - The First Hurdle) - Oh God, Stairs.
Right, so first things first: Accessibility. This is where things get… a little tricky. The listing hints at facilities for disabled guests, but honestly, navigating this place felt like an Olympic sport, especially if you're not particularly mobile. The elevator? Yep, there is an elevator. But the front door felt like a black hole.
Wheelchair accessible? Uh, no. At least not easily. Forget it. The stairs ate up your luggage. The front desk was great though!
What about on-site accessible restaurants? Well, didn't see them.
(Internet - Gotta Have It! - And Thank the Lord)
Thank goodness for the Internet! "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" - Hallelujah! Seriously, in this day and age, it's a must, and thank goodness this place delivers. The Wi-Fi was surprisingly reliable – even in one of the quirkier corners of the apartment (more on that later). They had Internet [LAN] as well, but honestly? Who uses that anymore? Still, good to have options, I guess.
(Cleanliness and Safety - The Deep Dive - And Did They Really Clean?)
Okay, so let's talk about the elephant in the room: Cleanliness and safety. This is a biggy, especially post-pandemic. The listing boasts about all the right things: Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Room sanitization between stays, Staff trained in safety protocol. They went above and beyond!
However… and there's always a "however," isn't there? While the bathroom looked sparkling, I did find a rogue dust bunny doing the cha-cha under the sofa. And the remote control? Let's just say it could have used a good scrub-down. I'm not saying it was filthy, but a little more attention to detail wouldn't go amiss. They were still above average though.
Hand sanitizer? Plenty. Safe dining setup? Yep. They're trying, bless their cotton socks, and I do appreciate the effort. And the room did feel fresh.
The CCTV in common areas and CCTVs outside the property gave me peace of mind, and the Smoke alarms and Fire extinguisher were reassuring.
(Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - Food Glorious Food!)
Ah, food! This is where Soho truly shines. Being "steps away from London's hottest spots" means you're practically tripping over amazing restaurants.
The apartment itself offered Breakfast in room service, however, I was skeptical. "Let's just say the 'buffet' was a selection of pre-packaged pastries and instant coffee," which was a letdown. They had a Snack bar with a small selection.
You had Free bottled water, a Coffee/tea maker (thank God), and a Refrigerator to keep your cheeky London treats cold.
The important dining experience was at the many amazing restaurant options so close, the Western Cuisine options and International Cuisine being my favorite.
My Absolute BEST Meal
There was a little bistro next door, and omg! The A la carte in restaurant was the way to go and the best thing I have ever tasted.
(Things to Do, Ways to Relax – The Spa Dream, Almost)
Okay, so the listing teases you with words like Spa, Sauna, Steamroom, and Gym/fitness. I'm not going to lie, this is where I got really excited.
Now here's the bummer. The "Spa" was in actuality at a hotel 5-minute drive away. Still, it's a nice walk.
But let's talk about the Fitness center. It was a small room. It was clean. But it had one treadmill and a few free weights. It was functional, but not exactly a state-of-the-art gym. Pool with view? Nope.
(Services and Conveniences – A Mixed Bag)
- Daily housekeeping? Yep, and generally pretty good.
- Laundry service? Yes.
- Concierge? Extremely helpful! They were great for booking tables and sorting out transport.
- Luggage storage? Yes, although getting your luggage to where it needed to go felt like a treasure hunt.
- Currency exchange? Sure.
- Air conditioning in public areas? Yes.
- Invoice provided? Yes.
- Food delivery? Yes, and thank goodness for Deliveroo!
(For the Kids - Did I mention kids weren't mentioned?)
Babysitting service? No. Family/child friendly? No, sorry
(Available in All Rooms – the Nitty Gritty)
Okay, here’s the breakdown of the apartment itself.
- Air conditioning: Yes, essential in the London heatwave.
- Alarm clock: Yes, but I used my phone.
- Bathrobes: Nope.
- Bathroom phone: Really? Who needs this?
- Bathtub: Yes, and it was a decent size.
- Blackout curtains: Yes, very important for a good night's sleep.
- Carpeting: Yes, clean and comfortable.
- Closet: Spacious enough.
- Coffee/tea maker: Yes, thank god for that.
- Complimentary tea: Yes, a nice touch.
- Daily housekeeping: Yes.
- Desk: Functional.
- Extra long bed: Didn't try it.
- Free bottled water: Definitely appreciated.
- Hair dryer: Yes, and it worked.
- High floor: Yep, nice view.
- In-room safe box: Yes.
- Interconnecting room(s) available: Unsure.
- Internet access – LAN: Available, I didn't use it.
- Internet access – wireless: Yes, reliable.
- Ironing facilities: Yes, vital for the London look.
- Laptop workspace: Definitely.
- Linens: Clean and comfortable.
- Mini bar: No.
- Mirror: Yes, many.
- Non-smoking: Yes.
- On-demand movies: No.
- Private bathroom: Yes.
- Reading light: Yes.
- Refrigerator: Yes.
- Satellite/cable channels: Lots of options.
- Scale: Yep, right next to the mini-fridge.
- Seating area: Comfy sofa.
- Separate shower/bathtub: Yes.
- Shower: Good pressure.
- Slippers: No.
- Smoke detector: Yes.
- Socket near the bed: Yes.
- Sofa: Perfect for collapsing on after a day of sightseeing.
- Soundproofing: Surprisingly good, considering the location.
- Telephone: Who uses these anymore?
- Toiletries: Basic, but sufficient.
- Towels: Plenty.
- Umbrella: Essential for London weather!
- Visual alarm: Unsure.
- Wake-up service: Yes.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Absolutely.
- Window that opens: Yes, for fresh air (and the city sounds).
- Additional toilet: Yes.
(Getting Around – The Good, the Bad, and the Beautiful)
- Airport transfer: Available, but I used the Tube, which was easy and cheap.
- Bicycle parking: Unsure.
- Car park: Unsure, but you're probably not driving in Soho anyway!
- Taxi service: Easy to find.
- Valet parking: Unsure.
(The Verdict – Would I Stay Again?)
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly-folded itinerary. This is London, baby! And let's be honest, even the best-laid plans in this city are gonna unravel like a cheap sweater. We're talking chaos, charm, and probably a near-miss with a double-decker bus. Here we go… deep breath…
My Soho Sprint: A Messy, Glorious Grind Through the Heart of London
(Pre-Trip Anxiety - or, "Why did I agree to this again?")
Right, so I booked that two-bed flat "a stone's throw from Soho." Sounded dreamy online. Now, the night before, I'm wrestling with the luggage (why do I always overpack?) and simultaneously questioning my sanity. London! The crowds! The Tube! The… British people (said with a healthy dose of both fear and anticipation). I keep picturing myself lost, hungry, and crying in a puddle of lukewarm Earl Grey. But hey! Adventure, right? Right?!
(Day 1: Soho Siren Song - or, "Where's My Breakfast, Darling?!")
Morning (more like late morning, thanks jet lag): Arrive at Heathrow. Immigration – pray I don't get deported for my questionable fashion choices. Find the flat (hopefully the key works). The place looks AMAZING! Seriously, Instagram-worthy exposed brick, a tiny balcony, and that London light streaming in. Okay, okay, I'm officially in love.
- Minor Category: Flat Essentials After dropping luggage, I'll make a beeline for the nearest Tesco (I'm still not convinced if I love or hate them). My mission is to find tea, biscuits (essential!), and potentially some cheese. Don't want to starve on the first day!
Mid-morning/Lunch (12.00): Okay, now for the food! I'm starving. Google Maps is my friend. Need something local, not too fancy, and definitely with a good buzz. Duck Soup it is! Heard it’s amazing. I hope it’s easy to find, or I'll be sobbing in a phone booth.
- Impression: Duck Soup was a delight. Tiny place, packed (obviously), and the food was… chef's kiss. I think I ate about three plates of the beetroot and goat’s cheese. Now, I am in a food-induced coma in a Soho side street.
Afternoon (3.00-ish): Wandering. Just wandering. Soho. It's a sensory overload, isn't it? Bright lights and neon signs galore. I stumble into a record store, and spend an hour flipping through vinyl. Honestly, it’s like time travel. The staff is super hipster, (I'm pretty sure they are silently ranking me). I buy a record I probably don't need, but it's London!
- Minor Category: Shopping/Souvenirs Hit a vintage store because I can't resist a good bargain (and a potential fashion disaster). Try to find a souvenir for my friend that isn't just a cheap plastic trinket. This is harder than it looks.
Evening (6:00): I have to get some culture, right? But I also need food. Quick! Curtain’s Up! The Lyric Theatre for a West End show. I snagged some rush tickets (praying I don't get stuck behind someone with a giant hat). Then, for a pre-theatre bite from a local eatery. The plan is to get something easy to eat, so as to not be late.
- Opinionated Language: The show was fine, but the people watching was stellar! I'm convinced I saw a future movie star in the audience. I was absolutely starving after the show, so I had to eat a huge burger to avoid the 'hanger' taking over.
Late Night (10:00/after the theatre): Okay, so this is where things get dicey. I'm considering going to a live music venue, to get that real London vibe. I’m thinking a jazz club to end the night. However, the real question is whether or not my feet can actually handle it.
- Quirky Observation: The sheer noise of the city at 11pm is insane. It’s like a wild party, but everyone is invited, and no one knows where the party is.
(Day 2: Beyond Soho - or, "Is that a Royal I Spy?")
Morning (9:00am, attempting to be a functioning adult): Breakfast at the flat (tea and biscuits achieved!), then a quick trip to a local coffee shop (another must-have). Today is all about venturing out and getting a sense of London beyond the Soho bubble.
- Minor Category: Local Transportation Successfully navigated the Tube! (Praise be!) Realized I hate the feeling of not knowing what stop is next.
Mid-Morning (11:00): Buckingham Palace. Tourist central, I know, but I need to see the pomp and circumstance. Hoping to catch the changing of the guard. I hope I don't accidentally trip and fall into a flower bed and become an international incident.
- Emotional Reaction: The changing of the guard was… well, it was a lot of red jackets and marching. And a lot of people. A LOT of people. I may have accidentally photobombed a few tourists. Sorry, not sorry.
Lunch (1:00): I'm still in Buckingham Palace area, so why not have a picnic in Green Park? Now, what to buy? I need some sandwiches, but I'm also obsessed with a sausage roll. Oh, the things I do for British Cuisine!
- Messier Structure: Ah, the picnic… turns out I was a bit ambitious. The wind snatched my sandwich. Saw a dog wear a tiny raincoat. London, you are utterly bizarre.
Afternoon (3:00): Head to the British Museum. Because… culture. Try to avoid getting overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of artifacts. I may or may not spend an embarrassing amount of time staring at the Rosetta Stone. I hope I don't accidentally start speaking in hieroglyphics.
- Doubling Down on Experience: Okay, the British Museum. It’s amazing. It's also terrifying. I got lost twice. I saw so much stuff, my brain is officially full. The Elgin Marbles are… well, they’re there. The sheer volume of history in that building is mind-boggling.
- Opinionated Language: I hate crowds. I hate crowds. I hate crowds.
Evening (6:00): Dinner somewhere trendy in Covent Garden. Hoping to find a restaurant with outdoor seating. I want to watch the world go by. I need to remind myself that I'm in London.
- Quirky Observation: Covent Garden is the place where street performers try to capture you.
Late Night (8:00): Drinks at a pub. Find a cozy one (if they exist). A pint of something dark and delicious, maybe a chat with a local. Hopefully, I'll be coherent enough to remember any of it.
- Emotional Reaction: I found the perfect pub! The locals were friendly, the beer was strong, and I ended up chatting with a woman who swore she saw the ghost of Charles Dickens. This might be my favorite London experience.
(Day 3: The Grand Finale - or, "Goodbye, London, You Crazy Thing!")
Morning (9:00am): I wake up with a vague sense of regret. So, I will have a last breakfast at the flat, and pack. I think I packed everything.
- Minor Category: Departure Logistics Pack, check out, get to Heathrow (on time, please, god of travel!), and somehow make it back home relatively sane.
Mid-Morning (11am): A final stroll through Soho. One more chance to soak it all in. Maybe a last-minute purchase of something completely impractical.
- Messy, Honest, and Funny: Stumbled across a market, bought a novelty tea cosy shaped like a corgi, because OF COURSE I DID.
Lunch (1:00): One last meal. This time it's got to be a proper English meal. Fish and Chips. The kind where they soak up that awful greasy vinegar.
- Opinionated Language: Ah, goodbye greasy vinegar, and over-cooked fish, I'm going to miss you so much!
Afternoon (3:00): Head to Heathrow. Embrace the chaos of the airport. I feel oddly sad.
- Emotional Reaction: I'm standing in line at the airport, and I’m already plotting my return. London, you gorgeous, gritty, chaotic mess. You’ve won me over.
Departure (6:00): Board the plane. Wave goodbye.
- Messy, Honest, and Funny: I hope I didn't leave
Soho Chic! 2-Bed Gem - Let's Get This Mess Started (FAQ-style!)
Okay, spill the beans... Is this actually *in* Soho? 'Cause I've been burned before.
Yes! (Mostly.) Look, I'm not gonna lie and claim it's *directly* above Ronnie Scott's, but we're talking serious Soho. Think the kind of place where you can practically smell the lingering scent of a dodgy deal gone down minutes before your arrival. (Just kidding! ...Mostly.) Seriously though, you step out the door and BOOM, culture overload. Theatreland, restaurants you can't pronounce, and enough people-watching to keep you entertained 'til dawn. I remember one time I got completely lost (post-dinner cocktails involved) and ended up wandering around for ages, only to realize I'd circled the building *three times*. That's how close everything is!
Two bedrooms... how many people can *realistically* fit? My friends are messy.
Listen, I get it. Messy friends. Been there, survived that. Two bedrooms? Theoretically, four adults. *Comfortably?* Maybe three. If you're all cool with a bit of a squeeze. One of the bedrooms is a good size, the other is perfectly manageable. I hosted a stag do there and *that* was a trial by fire. Let's just say the "cleanliness" left much to be desired by the end of it all. I wouldn't recommend cramming any more than four tops. Consider getting a sofa bed for extra sleeping space. Just, you know, *consider* it. And if your friends are the "leave-the-kitchen-looking-like-a-crime-scene" type, invest in industrial-strength cleaning supplies. Seriously.
What are the downsides? Every place has 'em... give me the truth, warts and all!
Alright, honesty time:
- **Noise.** It's Soho. Expect it. Earplugs are your best friend, especially on weekends. I'm a fairly deep sleeper, but even *I* woke up to a particularly enthusiastic karaoke performance one night. It was... memorable.
- **Space.** It's London. It's not a bloody mansion. You're paying for the location, not the sprawling lawns. Pack light.
- **Fifth Floor Walk-up (allegedly?).** The biggest drawback - apparently it's a fifth floor walk up! That's a pain, but think of the exercise, the views from the top, and the peace and quiet!
- **Smell.** You are close to takeaways and restaurants. So, sometimes a curry might come through the doors, or some garlic.
But honestly? Those downsides are a small price to pay for being where you are. The buzz, the convenience, the sheer *energy* of the place? It's worth it. Besides, that noise? It's the sound of London *living*. (Just bring earplugs.)
Is there a washing machine? Please say yes. Laundry is the bane of my existence.
Yes! Thank the heavens, there is. And a dryer. Laundry shouldn't be a problem for you, hopefully! I hate doing laundry, but now with the convenience, I actually don't mind. I've worn the same pair of jeans every day for a week and not felt bad - it's a life saver.
What's the deal with transportation? Is it easy to get around?
Easy? My friend, you're in the heart of it all! Tube stations? Everywhere. Buses? Plentiful. Walking? The best way to soak it all in. I walked everywhere. It's *that* convenient. I had to go to Heathrow airport, and barely noticed it - barely an hour or so. Forget taxis unless you like spending your life in gridlock. You're in the middle of the city - transport is *not* a problem. Truly not. Seriously, you could probably stumble out the front door, blink, and find yourself at a tube station. It’s that good.
Is it kid-friendly? (I have a small army...)
Hmmm. Kid-friendly *in Soho*? That's...a tricky one. It's not exactly a park-filled suburban paradise. There is a park close by, but it's more a spot for a quick lunchtime sandwich, not an entire afternoon. Soho is about the energy, the entertainment, and the… well, the more *adult* side of things. Would I bring a small army? Probably not. A well-behaved teenager? Maybe. A toddler? Probably not. It's loud, busy, and not exactly pram-friendly. Perhaps consider somewhere else (or your sanity might depend on it!).
There's all this talk of "chic"... what's the decor actually *like*? Don't give me any PR-speak.
Okay, so, "chic." Sure. It's stylish. The decor is modern, clean, and functional. The place is well put together. It's certainly not grandma's attic. There is a nice, comfy couch. It's exactly what you'd expect in a chic Soho apartment - it's not trying to be anything it's not. I wouldn't call it "museum-worthy," but it's perfectly pleasant. Think… Ikea with a touch of sophistication. You know, things you'd actually *use*, not just admire. The *feel* is great - the lighting is excellent, the bathrooms are clean. I love it.
I'm a foodie. Tell me about the food options!
Oh. My. God. (Takes a deep breath.) Where do I even *start*? You're in food heaven. Michelin-starred restaurants? Check. Hole-in-the-wall gems? Check. Every cuisine imaginable? Check, check, check! I had a late night meal once that was so good, I had to order a second portion. I am not ashamed. I went to a brunch spot and had the best hangover breakfast. Try Barrafina if you like tapas. Chinatown is around the corner. You'll be eating your way through the city faster than you can say "food coma." Just be prepared to pay a few extra pennies. (And maybe loosen your belt a notch or two.) This is also a great place to meet people!
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