Johannesburg's Hidden Gem: Avant Garde Lodge Unveiled!

Avant Garde Lodge Johannesburg South Africa

Johannesburg's Hidden Gem: Avant Garde Lodge Unveiled!

The [Hotel Name] Review: A Whirlwind of Wi-Fi, Wraps, and (Almost) Enough Water Pressure

Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because you're about to embark on a review that's less perfectly polished and more… well, me. I just got back from a stay at the [Hotel Name], and let me tell you, it was a rollercoaster of highs, lows, and the constant hum of the free Wi-Fi – which, by the way, was a lifesaver considering I needed to upload a ridiculous amount of cat videos. (Don't judge).

Accessibility: Mostly There, But Not Quite a Home Run

Let's start with the basics. The hotel claims to be accessible, and to a certain extent, they're right. The elevator was a godsend (praise be!), and navigating the public areas with a wheelchair would be manageable. Though, I'm not in a wheelchair but I did notice the ramp leading up to the main entrance was a bit… steep. For those with mobility issues, this could be a struggle. The fact there are elevators, which makes this much better than other hotels and is a real win.

On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges: I didn't see a specific designation for accessible seating in the restaurants. I mean, I think there was enough space, but it's not explicitly stated, so I can't give a definite yes. Need to get this improved.

Internet: The Digital Lifeline

Okay, let's face it, in this day and age, Wi-Fi is as essential as oxygen. And praise the digital gods, because the [Hotel Name] delivered on this front. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! And it wasn't just a promise. It was blazing-fast, reliable internet! I was able to stream movies, video call my mom (much to her delight/annoyance), and, of course, endlessly scroll through my phone. I literally could not complain here, but now I feel a bit guilty because this is a major selling point.

Internet [LAN]: didn't use it, didn't look for it. If you're a LAN-loving dinosaur, maybe give them a ring.

Internet Services: Didn't see anything beyond the standard wi-fi.

Wi-Fi in Public Areas: Yep, Wi-Fi was solid in the lobby, the pool area (more on that disaster later), and even in the hallways. Very important for a social media addict like myself.

Things to Relax, or "Attempt to Relax"

This is where things get… interesting. The [Hotel Name] definitely tries.

Fitness Center: Okay, it's a gym. It had treadmills, weights, and enough equipment to make you feel slightly guilty about the buffet breakfast you just devoured. I worked out twice, and it does the job.
Massage: Ah, bliss. I indulged in a massage. If you go for one of their massages, be warned - the masseuse was really good (I almost fell asleep), but the room was quite cold.
Pool with View: This was the thing I was most excited about. The pictures were gorgeous. But… the reality didn't quite match up. Yes, there was a pool and a view. But the pool was freezing, like a polar plunge. I tried to enjoy, but I was too cold. I even saw someone wearing a coat!
Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Didn't try any, but it was there if you want to get all the steam, sauna, and spa available.
Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: I'm not a spa person. But, all these options were there! Enjoy it if you want to.

Cleanliness and Safety: A COVID-Era Checklist

The hotel clearly takes safety seriously. They've got the whole pandemic thing covered.

Anti-viral cleaning products: Check.
Daily disinfection in common areas: Check.
Hand sanitizer: Everywhere, even in the elevator (which is nice, given my previous experience with the elevator).
Hygiene certification: Check.
Rooms sanitized between stays: Check.
Staff trained in safety protocol: Check.
Sterilizing equipment: Check.

I felt pretty safe. But still, with all the rules, I never felt fully relaxed.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Gastronomic Adventure (or a Minor Setback)

The dining options are plentiful.

Restaurants: There were a few restaurants, serving everything from Asian to Western cuisine.
Coffee/tea in restaurant: Yes, available.
Restaurants, Buffets, and more: A full list of options. I'll return to the buffet later…

Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Count (Sometimes)

They have the basics.

Air conditioning in public area: Check.
Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Doorman, Elevator, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Safety deposit boxes: All there.
Dry cleaning, Ironing service: I didn't use them, but it's a nice touch.

For the Kids: A World of Babysitting (Maybe)

They have a babysitting service, which may be useful.

Available in All Rooms: The Bedroom Experience

Now for the rooms themselves.

Air conditioning: Absolutely crucial.
Alarm clock: Yep.
Coffee/tea maker: Excellent.
Free bottled water: Always appreciated.
Hair dryer: Saved my life.
Internet access - wireless: Yay!
Mini bar: Nice (but expensive).
Safe: Used it.
Shower: (And I'm happy to report!) the water pressure wasn't terrible. It wasn't spa-level, but it was adequate.

Overall:

Look, the [Hotel Name], is a solid choice. It has its flaws, but also a lot to offer. It's safe, clean, and packed with amenities. The Wi-Fi is top-notch. The staff is friendly. I'm still on the fence about the pool. But, if you're looking for a comfortable stay, with plenty to do and the essential lifeline of solid Wi-Fi, this place won't disappoint.

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Avant Garde Lodge Johannesburg South Africa

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this is going to be less "polished travel brochure" and more "drunkenly scribbled journal entry after one too many Amarulas." We're hitting up the Avant Garde Lodge in Joburg and, frankly, I'm already envisioning a complete and utter glorious mess.

Avant Garde Lodge: Operation "Get Lost and Find Myself (and Maybe That Bottle of Pinotage)"

Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (with a Side of Rooftop Sundowners)

1:00 PM: Landing at OR Tambo. Oh god, the airport. Always the airport. I swear, I could write a PhD thesis on the inherent anxiety of baggage claim. Praying my suitcase hasn't taken a solo trip to, like, Mauritius.
2:30 PM: Shuttle to the Avant Garde - hopefully. I've booked one. This is already a potential catastrophe - I'm terrible with names and directions, so finding the correct shuttle is generally my first travel hurdle to clear. Hopefully, I don’t end up in a dusty field somewhere…again.
3:30 PM: CHECK-IN. Pray to the hotel gods for a room with a view. Seriously, I need a view to justify the sheer terror of traveling alone. And preferably a bathroom that isn't the size of a shoebox.
4:00 PM: Unpack (ish). Okay, let's be honest, more like, "Dump everything on the bed and pray for order." I'm not the tidiest traveler, and this is a fact I've made peace with.
5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Rooftop exploration! This is the lodge's big selling point, right? Sunset, cocktails, hopefully some Instagram-worthy photos that don't make me look like a complete tourist… or do they? I'm already anticipating that feeling of post-travel regret when I realise my “stylish” photos look exactly the same as my “I'm-about-to-cry-because-my-plane-is-delayed” photos.
- Rambling Thoughts: What's the deal with Joburg sunsets? Are they as dramatic as everyone says? I want that classic golden hour glow, the kind that makes the city look like it's bathed in liquid gold. God, I hope there's a good local beer on offer. And maybe a handsome stranger who genuinely appreciates my terrible jokes. (Highly unlikely, but a girl can dream, right?)
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Dinner at the hotel. I'm thinking something light, maybe a salad (for the illusion of health) and a glass (or bottle) of South African wine. Look, I'm on holiday. I deserve to indulge.
- Imperfection Alert: This is where the self-control usually crumbles. I might order the whole menu. We'll see. Honestly, my appetite is directly proportional to my level of travel stress.

Day 2: Soweto, History, and the Haunting Presence of Apartheid

9:00 AM: Breakfast. Hopefully, they have decent coffee. My entire existence hinges on caffeine.
10:00 AM - 3:00 PM: Soweto tour. This is the big one. I've been warned that this is going to be a heavy day, emotionally, but I think, or at least, I hope, I'm ready. I want to see Nelson Mandela's house, understand the history of apartheid, and feel connected to the struggles of this country. I'm not exactly going to pretend I'm an expert on South African History, but I have done my research, and I am prepared to be humbled.
- Quirky observation: I always cry at museums. Like, full-on, snot-running tears. Let's hope I can keep it together. I'm picturing myself, bawling my eyes out in front of Mandela's jail cell. Lovely.
- Expectation vs. Reality: The reality is probably something different from what I've imagined. There will be crowds, maybe the sun will be baking, and it’ll be hot. I will forget to apply my sunscreen and end up red as a lobster. But I'm hoping for something deeper, a sense of empathy and understanding that goes beyond the surface-level tourist experience.
- Doubling Down on the Emotional Rollercoaster: The Mandela House. It's hard to even write about it. The weight of the history, the resilience of the people. I'm expecting a very powerful, yet humbling experience. This house, in this town, and on this tour. The emotion of this experience will definitely carry me over and through this tour. This is going to be an emotional day.
3:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Free time/Reflection. I may need this. Seriously. Possibly a long, silent walk to clear my head. Or an hour with a good book. Or…let’s be honest… a nap. Lots of naps.
7:00 PM: Dinner. Comfort food. Probably carbs. I'll be emotionally exhausted, so I'm officially giving myself permission to eat whatever makes me happy. Plus, a well-deserved glass of wine.

Day 3: Gold Reef City and Art-Filled Adventure

9:00 AM: Breakfast. Another day, another caffeine injection.
10:00 AM - 2:00 PM: Gold Reef City. My more “touristy side” is poking through today. I'm going to ride some rollercoasters, hopefully win some money, and definitely buy too many souvenirs. I have a weakness for kitsch, so I'm prepping myself for the inevitable purchase of at least one truly hideous trinket that I'll regret the minute I get home.
2:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Art tour! If I can function after Gold Reef City. I am feeling a little bit art-fatigued after the previous day so it's a bit of a gamble to attempt this but I desperately want to see some local art. I'm hoping for something inspiring, thought-provoking, and maybe even a little bit weird.
- Emotional Reaction: If I don't get anything out of it, I'll cry. Maybe. Probably.
7:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant. I'll ask the staff at the lodge for recommendations. I am hoping for a vibrant atmosphere, flavorful food, and a chance to experience the city's nightlife, which I've heard is a little bit wild. Don't tell my mum, though.

Day 4: Day Trip, Last-Minute Panics, and Departure

9:00 AM: Breakfast. A bit of a slow start today, maybe a cheeky lie-in before my travels.
10:00 AM - 4:00 PM: Day trip. I'm torn. I don't want to waste a whole day running around and I am also not really in the mood to find out where to go and what to see. So I'll do the best thing I can and go on a guided tour.
- Rambling Thoughts: Okay, so maybe I picked too many things. I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. Maybe I should have just stayed in the lodge and read a book? But no, I’m a traveller, I must explore, and experience, and see! I might regret this later.
5:00 PM: Pack. The dreaded suitcase. Can I even fit everything back in? Probably not. This is where the "shove-everything-in-and-sit-on-the-suitcase" technique will come into play.
6:00 PM: Farewell Dinner. A final meal, maybe a celebratory drink, and a chance to reflect on the trip.
- Opinionated Language: Was this a good trip? I have no idea. It was a trip. It's all a bit unclear right now but I'm looking forward to the trip back home. Did I have a good time? Probably. Did I learn anything? Obviously.
7:00 PM: Last chance for a rooftop drink?
8:00 PM: Last-minute panic about leaving. Did I forget anything? Do I need to buy more souvenirs? Did I fall in love with a charming local and need to rethink my entire life plan? (Unlikely, but you never know.)
Day 5: Depart

And so it goes…

This is a very rough plan – I have made peace with the fact that things will go wrong. The whole point is to be present, to embrace the chaos, and to get lost in the moment… or at least to find the nearest bar. Wish me luck. I'm going to need it. And who knows, maybe I'll even have a story to tell.

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Avant Garde Lodge Johannesburg South AfricaOkay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the glorious, messy, wonderfully human world of… whatever the heck we're supposed to be talking about! I've got a blank slate. Okay, here goes nothing! ```html

So, What IS This Thing We're Supposed to Be Talking About Anyway?

Ugh, good question. I’m, like, totally winging it. Okay, the prompt said "FAQs with the

stuff." Which, on its own, is like, a *thing*. So, let's just… pretend we're answering questions about… life? Because, frankly, *that's* what I'm already doing! Does Life even *need* an FAQ? Probably not. But here we are. (deep breath) Alright, moving on..

Why Am I Suddenly Questioning My Existence?

Oh honey, you AND me both. See earlier rant. It's probably because, like, the world is a chaotic, beautiful, utterly confusing place, and you're trying to make sense of it. I feel ya. One minute you're perfectly content eating a microwaved Hot Pocket, the next you're questioning the meaning of the universe. It's a *mood*. Happens to EVERYONE! Okay? Embrace it! Don't fight it!

Is it Okay to Just… Not Know?

Absolutely. YES! In fact, it's probably the most relatable thing in the world. I spend most of my time *not* knowing what I'm doing. Yesterday I was trying to assemble a bookshelf and somehow ended up with extra screws *and* a broken leg on a chair that wasn't even supposed to be part of the process. I mean, seriously, I’m pretty convinced I’m a master of… not knowing. The real question is: Who *does* know? Probably very few. And they're probably lying. Just breathe. You're fine. Embrace the beautiful, glorious, slightly terrifying unknown. We're all just guessing.

What's the Best Way to Deal with a Bad Day? (Because I'm Having One.)

Oh, buddy. Bad days are the *worst*. I'm right there with you. When I'm having a truly awful day, the first thing I do is… curl up in a blanket. Then, you gotta decide. Is it a *pizza* kind of bad day? Then order pizza. Is it a *watching-trashy-reality-TV* kind of bad day? Then fire up Netflix and fully lean into the drama. Don't deny it. And if all else fails, scream into a pillow. Honestly, it helps. No shame in the game. We've all been there, and will be again. Also, Chocolate. Chocolate always helps. NEVER underestimate the power of chocolate.

How Do I Cope With Overthinking? (Pretty Much All the Time)

Ugh, the overthinking monster! I know it well. It's like a constant internal monologue… except it's a bad one. Okay, so the best thing I found, and it might not work for everyone, but… I *try* to actively interrupt the thoughts. This is hard. I say it's a 'try' because most times, I fail miserably. Then I try to distract myself. Like, focus on something physical. Count tiles on the floor, take a walk (preferably NOT in front of that ex-boyfriend's house, I learned the hard way). Or, and this one's controversial - write it all down. Get it out of your brain and onto paper. See it, and maybe it looses its power. It's a process. And sometimes, the overthinking wins. Don't beat yourself up. It happens.

What's the Hardest Thing About Being… Well, Me?

Oh, man. That's a big one. I'd say the hardest thing is probably the constant battle between wanting to be amazing and capable and… well, the reality of spilling coffee down my front like, *every* morning. Trying to reconcile those two things is... exhausting. Also, the self-doubt. It's a sneaky little gremlin that pops up at the WORST TIMES, like right before a presentation or when you're trying to make eye contact with the cute barista. The struggle is real, friends. I'm a work in progress… a very messy, occasionally incompetent, but ultimately optimistic work in progress. And that's okay. Probably.

Is it Possible to Be Happy All the Time?

Absolutely NOT. And anyone who tells you differently is selling you something. Happiness is a fleeting, precious thing. It's like a butterfly – beautiful, delicate, and it doesn't stick around forever. Expecting constant happiness is setting yourself up for disappointment. Life is a roller coaster, and the lows are just as important as the highs. Embrace the whole ride, even the stomach-churning drops.

Okay, But REALLY, What SHOULD I Be Doing Right Now?

Honestly? That's tricky. What do *you* need? I don't know you! (awkward laughter). But, Okay, maybe *right now*... take a deep breath. Seriously. Deep breath in, hold it, let it out slowly. Have you eaten anything lately? Food is good. Or water. Always good. If you're feeling totally overwhelmed, consider a short break. Close your eyes for five minutes. Listen to a song that always makes you smile. Then, and this is the important part... do *something* small that will move you closer to *feeling okay.* Could be anything! Seriously! Just… take it one step at a time. And stop overthinking it. (I know, easier said than done, but... try!)

Is Failure… Really Okay? Because I'm Starting to Think I'm Failing. A Lot.

OH. MY. GOSH. Yes! A resounding YES! Failure is not only okay, it's practically a requirement for living a life worth living. I’ve failed so many times I deserve a medal. I literally failed to make toast this morning. Burnt it to a crisp. Had to make do with dry cereal. But I learned something. I now know the perfect setting for the toaster oven. See? Improvement. Every attempt, every stumble, every epic faceplant is a lesson. It’s how you learn, how you grow, how you become... well, you. And, more importantly, a relatable mess. Think of every "failure" as a hilarious story to tell later. You'll be telling the toaster story for a while, I'll wager. So chin up, buttercup. You're doing justJeju's Hidden Gem: Sunrise Paradise at Seopjikoji's Lazy Loong Lux!