Wanganui Getaway: Aotea Motor Lodge's Unbeatable Deals!
Wanganui Getaway: Aotea Motor Lodge's Unbeatable Deals!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review, a messy, honest, opinionated, and utterly human review… of something. Let's call it "The Grand Majestic Hotel" for now, 'cause, frankly, all this hotel stuff starts to blend together after a while. Okay, here we go, warts and all… and I promise there will be warts.
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(The Grand Majestic Hotel: A Review in Real Time (ish))
First Impressions. Ugh. You know how it is. You're tired, your luggage is heavier than your emotional baggage, and you just want that room key. Check-in/out [express] – sounds great, right? Technically, yeah. But in reality, it was like trying to herd caffeinated squirrels. I went for the slightly more "private" Check-in/out [private], thinking… I'm paying for a private experience. No. Same slightly manic woman behind a desk, but at least there’s a sofa. A plus, but the sofa seemed like it had been abandoned and in the sun all day. On the plus side, the Front desk [24-hour], at least, was staffed… Even if the staff seemed perpetually bewildered. More on that later.
Accessibility: Okay, this is where things get serious, because these hotels need to get this right. And let's be honest, most of the time, they don't. Wheelchair accessible? Mostly, yes. The lobby, elevators, and a good chunk of the common areas appeared accessible. They had an Elevator. That's a start! The Facilities for disabled guests were… present. But the devil, as always, is in the details. We’ll have to see how well it worked in the rooms. Facilities for disabled guests – checked, but I am skeptical. Exterior corridor? Nope.
(Accessibility Takeaway - This is important, people!) Okay, here’s the thing: even if they say they're accessible, ask questions. And don’t be afraid to be specific. Is the door wide enough? Are the bathrooms truly usable? Are the ramps properly graded? Ask about the specifics before you book or you may just find yourself stranded with a "mostly" accessible room.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: TBD. Jury's still out.
(Internet Situation - The Age of Free Wi-Fi!)
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! A small comfort in a world of travel nightmares. Internet? Yes! Internet [LAN]? Supposedly. I gave up on the LAN after about three attempts, and decided to just use the Wi-Fi in public areas. That was alright, but felt too public for checking my emails and so I went back to the one that came free Wi-Fi [free]. I’m not going to lie, I value high-speed internet. It’s essential. It’s also a sign that the hotel actually cares – or at least understands the basics of modern life.
(Covid-19 and Beyond - Safety Firstish?)
Alright, the pandemic, that ever-present shadow. So, what about safety? Anti-viral cleaning products? Claimed. Daily disinfection in common areas? Allegedly. Rooms sanitized between stays? Apparently. Professional-grade sanitizing services? They said so. Now, here's the thing: I believe they did something. They had a ton of Hand sanitizer dispensers, which is a good start. Staff trained in safety protocol? They seemed to be, mostly. I saw a lot of hand-washing. But… I might have imagined the air. The hotel claimed, Room sanitization opt-out available. That’s a plus.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Disaster)
Oh, the restaurants! This is where a hotel can make or break you. They had a good variety; A la carte in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant. I tried the Asian. It was… well, let’s just say it wasn’t Michelin-star material. But, there's a Coffee/tea in restaurant! And a Bar! A Poolside bar! Room service [24-hour], a gift from the heavens. I’m here to say the Breakfast [buffet] was… serviceable. The Breakfast takeaway service was a lifesaver on more than one frantic morning.
I will say the Bottle of water provided was a nice touch.
(Dining, drinking, and snacking): Generally available. Food delivery? Yes. Food delivery. The convenience store? Eh.
(The Spa Experience: Promises, Promises…)
Right, the spa. This is where I got really excited. Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Pool with view. Oh, the pool with a view! The pictures looked amazing. In reality? The view was… okay. The pool itself was fine. The sauna was hot. The massage? Amazing. Seriously. It almost made up for the mediocre food. Almost.
Fitness Center: Okay, I did my time at the Fitness center. Pretty standard stuff. Clean. Equipment in working order.
(Services & Conveniences – The Good, the Bad, and the Occasionally Bizarre)
Services and conveniences are always a huge factor. Air conditioning in public area? Yes. Air conditioning in the rooms? Double yes! Concierge? Yes, and mostly helpful. Dry cleaning? Check. Laundry service? Check. Luggage storage? Check. Safety deposit boxes? Check. Meeting/banquet facilities? Yes. Gift/souvenir shop? Yes. (I may or may not have bought a very tacky t-shirt). The Cashless payment service was also appreciated.
Things That Made Me Sigh (Or Scream Internally):
- The elevator was slow. Painfully slow.
- The lack of proper signage. Getting around was a scavenger hunt.
- Mysterious charges on the bill. (Resolved eventually, but still…)
(Rooms: The Intimate Details)
Available in all rooms: Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Coffee/tea maker, **Complimentary tea (nice!), Daily housekeeping (thank you!), Desk, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, and Wi-Fi [free].
The Blackout curtains were a godsend. Extra long bed, perfect! I didn’t get a room with an Additional toilet, but I wish I had.
Things to Do/ Ways to Relax
As mentioned above, there's a Swimming pool [outdoor], a Spa/sauna… It wasn't bad, but I wanted more of a resort feel and less of a city hotel vibe. They even had a Shrine (I didn't visit).
(For the Kids - Family Friendliness)
Family/child friendly? Yes. Babysitting service available. Kids facilities? Some. A Kids meal. I didn’t have a child, but I did see some, and I don't think they were totally miserable.
(Getting Around)
Airport transfer? Yes, an extra charge. Car park [free of charge], a very nice thing. Taxi service? Easy.
(My Honest, Messy Conclusion)
The Grand Majestic Hotel? It's… a hotel. It has potential. It's got its good points (the massage!). It has its… let's call them "quirks". It has definitely areas for improvement. And it's not perfect. But then again, who is perfect? Would I stay there again? Maybe. Depending on the price, the need for a good massage, and my current level of tolerance for mildly chaotic hoteling.
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Rating: 3.5/5 stars (leaning towards 4 after that
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your perfectly curated Instagram travel feed. This is the real deal, the messy, glorious, slightly-off-kilter experience of me, battling a rental car, and trying to find the best dang pie in Whanganui. Here we go…
Aotea Motor Lodge - Whanganui, New Zealand: A Travesty of a Treasure Hunt (aka, My Itinerary)
Day 1: Arrival, Angst, and Aspiring Expectations
- 1:00 PM: The Descent (and the Dread): Landed in Whanganui Airport. Okay, "landed" is a strong word. More like, "bounced gently onto the tarmac." The rental car situation? Don't even ask. Let's just say I'm convinced the car had a vendetta against me from minute one. The GPS? Utterly useless. Seriously, technology, you're supposed to help! Finally, after a battle that would make Odysseus proud, I found Aotea Motor Lodge. It's… functional. Clean enough. The view is okay. I'm already starting to feel the "holiday-is-not-a-good-idea" dread creeping in, but this is it. We go on!
- 2:00 PM: Settling In & The Art of the Power Nap: Unpacked. Surveyed the surprisingly adequate mini-kitchen. Briefly considered the possibility of running away and joining a travelling circus. Instead, opted for a strategically timed power nap. Aim for 20 minutes. Wake up at 45? A travel-sized existential crisis ensues.
- 3:00 PM: First Impressions & Coffee Calamity: Walked into town, feeling like a pioneer. Whanganui is… cute. Very, "Oh, isn't that quaint?" Cute. Needed coffee! A quest was launched. Found a café… the coffee was so strong, it felt like I was trying to wrestle a caffeinated grizzly bear. Took a stroll along the river. Briefly contemplated skinny dipping… then I remembered I'm not exactly built for casual public nudity.
- 6:00 PM: Pie Pilgrimage (Attempt 1): The sacred quest for the perfect pie began. Heard whispers of "The best pies in all of Whanganui!" Drove to the recommended bakery. Closed. Closed?! My pie dreams, crushed. Okay, deep breaths. This is what travel is about, right? The unexpected. The… disappointment.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner & Doubt: Found a surprisingly delicious burger joint (salvaging the day). Ate my burger and contemplated the meaning of life. Maybe travel IS a good idea, maybe not. Maybe I will order another burger.
Day 2: River Adventures, Artistic Inclinations, and Pie-related Revenge
- 9:00 AM: River Cruise (or, the Feeling of Mild Seasickness): Finally, a plan! Jumped on the Wanganui Riverboat cruise. It was… picturesque. Felt a little motion-sick, felt a lot like watching a very, very slow travel documentary, and the narration was cheesy. The scenery was beautiful, in a "Where am I suppose to look? There's a lot of green." kind-of way. Found my inner peace near the end.
- 11:00 AM: The Durie Hill Elevator & Tunnel: The elevator was definitely worth the trip! The tunnel was cool! The view from the top was excellent!
- 1:00 PM: Art Deco Stroll & The Museum of Whanganui: Wander the streets. Checked out the Art Deco buildings. Visited the Whanganui Regional Museum. I'm a bit of a history/art buff, so it was right down my alley.
- 3:00 PM: Pie Pilgrimage (Attempt 2): This time, I called ahead. Confirmed the bakery was open. Drove there with a fierce determination usually reserved for international spy missions. The pie? Glorious. Flaky crust, perfectly seasoned filling. Worth every ounce of defeat from the day before. Success! Victory!
- 6:00 PM: Stargazing and Staring: Tonight, since it's a clear starry night, I planned to stargaze from my lodge, but it got too cold. So, I sat inside playing with the TV remote and ordered pizza.
Day 3: Farewell, Whanganui, and the Lingering Flavor of Pie
- 9:00 AM: Last Breakfast and lingering feelings: Breakfast in my room, admiring the view. Thinking about the last 2 days, and the pie.
- 10:00 AM: Check out of the Aotea Motor Lodge: Sad to leave, it wasn't the most thrilling, but it was perfect.
- 11:00 AM: Depart: Goodbye, Whanganui! Thanks for the pie… and the mild existential angst!
Messy Reflections:
This wasn't the perfect getaway. The car nearly did me in, the GPS tested the limits of my sanity, and the lack of sleep didn't help, but it was real. It was filled with unexpected moments, moments of joy, and even moments of… well, mild frustration. This is how travel really feels. And truth be told, I wouldn't trade it for the world. Except maybe for a lifetime supply of that pie. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find another one…
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1. So, uh, *what* is this whole thing about, anyway? You know, whatever 'this' is? And why should I care?
Okay, okay, deep breaths. "This" could be *anything*, right? Life? Laundry? Existential dread? But let's assume you mean whatever we're supposed to be talking about – let's say, just for kicks, "making digital content." (God, I hate that phrase. Sounds like something my grandma would say after she's tried to fix the internet with a spoon.)
Why care? Honestly, that depends. Are you, like, a person who needs to... communicate? Sell something? Express yourself without embarrassing your family at the dinner table? Then yeah, you *might* care. Because "digital content" (ugh, still) is kinda-sorta-absolutely-completely the way things are done these days. Trying to ignore it is like trying to ignore gravity. You *can*, but it’s gonna end badly.
Think of it as a way to shout into the void, and (hopefully) have someone shout back. Or... at the *very* least, not be completely ignored when you're yelling into the void. That's a win in my book.
2. Is it hard? Because I'm not the smartest crayon in the box sometimes. (Or, like, *often*.)
Hard? Honey, *everything* is hard sometimes. Especially wearing pants that are too tight. But, look, digital content creation? It can *feel* hard. There’s the tech, the jargon, the constant feeling like you have absolutely NO idea what you're doing. (Trust me, I feel that on a daily basis. Today I spent 45 minutes trying to figure out why a picture wouldn’t upload. Turns out, I was trying to upload it into the *comments section* of a cat video. Don't judge.)
But! The *actual* hard part isn't the *doing* (often). It's the *believing* you can. It’s the fight against the gremlins in your head whispering, "You're not good enough. You're too late. Everyone else is better." Those gremlins are liars. They really are. Start small. Mess up. Learn. Mess up again. And eventually, you’ll get to the point where you mess up slightly *less* than before. That’s called progress, baby!
3. Okay, fine, I *might* be interested. But where do I even *start*? The internet is a vast black hole of noise!
Oh, the vast black hole. I feel you. It’s like standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon, but instead of a canyon, it's a never-ending stream of avocado toast recipes and influencers hawking teeth whitening. And you're just, like, "Where... where do I even *begin*?"
So, here’s the totally unscientific, totally my-own-experience advice:
- Pick a Platform (gasp!). Decide where you want to make your digital content. Think of it like choosing a bar. Do you want a loud, crowded club (TikTok, maybe)? A cozy pub (a blog, perhaps)? Or a classy-ish cocktail lounge (LinkedIn, if you're *really* feeling ambitious)? Start small. You don't have to run all over the place.
- Find Your Niche. What are you actually passionate about? What do you enjoy talking about for hours, even if nobody's listening? And then, and this is the tricky part: Find some tiny intersection of that passion and what *other people* might be interested in. (Or, screw it, just be completely and utterly yourself. That's usually the more interesting route.)
- Just. Start. Already. Don't wait until you have the perfect equipment. Don't wait until you’ve read every single "how-to" article. Don't wait until you're "ready." Because... you probably never will be. Just. Start. Put something out there. Even if it's crap. (It probably will be at first. Mine certainly was.)
4. But isn't this all just a huge waste of time? I mean, what’s the point?
Okay, here's the honest truth: Sometimes, yeah, it *feels* like a waste of time. Especially when you've put in hours on a project, and it just… flops. Like a sad, deflated birthday balloon. That's when the doubts creep in: "Why am I even bothering?" "Is anyone even listening?" "Am I just yelling into a void?"
Here's the thing, though. Even the "failures" – the posts that get zero views, the projects that go nowhere – teach you something. They teach you about yourself, about what you like, what you *don't* like. They teach you about your audience (if you're lucky enough to have one!). They teach you how to roll with the punches, how to pick yourself up after a metaphorical faceplant.
And, if you get really lucky, it can lead to... connections, opportunities, even a little bit of validation (which, let's be honest, everyone craves, even if they pretend not to). Plus, it’s an outlet! A way to be creative! And God knows, we need those in this world. So, is it a waste of time? Sometimes. But mostly, it's a chance. A chance to grow, to learn, to be a tiny little piece of the digital chaos. And that's… well, that's something.
5. Okay, so... let's say I *do* start. What kinda content? Like, should I be a lifestyle blogger? Or a cat video influencer? (Because... I have a cat...)
A cat video influencer? *Hmm*. See, this is where my brain starts to short-circuit. Because the easy answer is: "Do what you love!" And that's true, it's a good starting point. But it's also... vague. And let's be honest, "what you love" for some of us is eating Cheetos in our pajamas and watching reality TV, neither of which are exactly viable content streams (unless you’re really, REALLY good).
So, let's get real about that cat video: First, is your cat *actually* charismatic? Is it the sort of cat that has those "I have seen things" eyes? Is it, you know, at least *slightly* interesting to watch? Because if it's just lying around, judging you for your life choices (like most cats), then maybe... hold off on the cat influencer dream. Sorry, fluffy overlord.
Second, what do *you* bring to the table? You're the one who has to *create* the content. If you get energized by a specific content type or topic,RedDoorz Near Ciputra World Mall: Surabaya's BEST Hotel Deal?
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