Luxury 14-Night Quarantine Stay in Chilgok, South Korea: Pristine & Fully Equipped!
Luxury 14-Night Quarantine Stay in Chilgok, South Korea: Pristine & Fully Equipped!
My 14-Night Lockdown Diary: Luxury in Chilgok – Did it REALLY Live Up to the Hype?! (Spoiler: Kinda…)
Alright, strap yourselves in, folks. Because I just emerged, blinking like a mole rat, from a 14-night luxury quarantine stay in Chilgok, South Korea. The brochure promised "Pristine & Fully Equipped!" and, well, let's just say the reality was a bit more… interesting. This isn't your typical travel review, because let's be honest, it wasn't exactly travel in the traditional sense. Think less "sun-drenched beaches" and more "four walls, a window, and a desperate yearning for a decent cup of coffee." Here's the raw, unvarnished truth, with all the messy bits included.
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The Arrival & The Cave (Accessibility & Check-in/Out - Express, Private; Facilities for Disabled Guests; Security; Safety)
The journey to quarantine was a blur of hazmat suits, temperature checks, and the general feeling of being herded. Arriving at this… luxury establishment, I was IMMEDIATELY greeted by a phalanx of masked staff. Check-in was mercifully swift – contactless, of course. This might be great for germs, but I missed the old-school charm of a friendly face and a "Welcome to your cage, I mean, your room!" (Okay, maybe that's not what they say, but that’s what it felt like.)
Now, the accessibility. I wasn’t personally using a wheelchair, but I did notice the elevator (a lifesaver for those higher floors, thank God!). The corridors seemed wide enough, and the whole vibe was…well, I believe they were trying for accessible. I didn’t get to test the theory. Security was tight, with CCTV cameras lurking everywhere, which I found both comforting and slightly unnerving. Like, am I under constant surveillance? Or is it just, you know, COVID things?
The Room: My Personal Bubble (Available in All Rooms: Air Conditioning, Wi-Fi [free], and everything else under the sun…literally)
Oh, the room. My little sanctuary of… isolation. The brochure boasted "spacious and meticulously designed rooms." Spatially, it was adequate. Think a standard hotel room, but with added “quarantine essentials” like a giant air purifier that hummed like a disgruntled bumblebee. Air conditioning? YES. Bliss. Because let me tell you, staring out the window at the…well, whatever was outside for fourteen days generates a surprising amount of body heat.
The bed? Surprisingly comfortable. The blackout curtains? Amazing. I spent, oh, approximately 80% of my stay in darkness. The free Wi-Fi? Essential. Because let's be honest, without Netflix, YouTube, and the internet rabbit hole, I would have gone completely mad (more than I already was, anyway). Internet access [LAN] was also available, but who uses LAN these days? Apparently, not me.
They did provide a ludicrous amount of amenities. Coffee/tea maker, free bottled water, slippers (essential for the "stay-in-your-room-and-stare-at-the-wall" lifestyle), bathroom phone – which I never even considered using. Why talk to the outside world when you can talk to yourself? I’m pretty sure the staff thought I was a little weird, but hey, they didn’t say anything.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Germ-A-Phobe’s Dream (Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hygiene certification, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Staff trained in safety protocol, Hand sanitizer everywhere!)
Okay, this is where they REALLY nailed it. I'm a recovering germaphobe, and even I felt secure. They've clearly read the manuals. Everywhere you looked, there was hand sanitizer. They seemed to spray… well, everything. They said you could opt-out of in-room sanitization, but honestly, I was too terrified not to have them blitz my little domain every single day. The staff were masked and gloved, moving with the practiced efficiency of seasoned surgeons. It was impressive, though I sometimes felt as if I were living in a sterile bubble.
Food, Glorious Food…or, More Like, Pre-Packaged Existential Dread (Breakfast in Room, Breakfast takeaway service, A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant)
Here's where things got…complicated. The brochure promised "gourmet meals delivered to your door." The reality? Well… it was food. And it was delivered. But gourmet, it was not.
Breakfast was a depressing parade of pre-packaged yogurt, a sad-looking danish, and a lukewarm carton of juice. I did order room service a few times, which was a step up. The “Western cuisine” was… well, let's just say it reminded me of airplane food. I stuck to the “Asian breakfast” – which at least tried to be passable. The best thing? The bottle of water - I felt like I was in the desert sometimes!
They did have restaurants and a bar, supposedly, but access…limited, shall we say! You could order from your room, but dining “in-person” was highly restricted, and frankly, with the whole virus thing going on, I didn’t have the cojones to try it.
Things to Do…or, How I Lost My Mind (Fitness center, Gym/fitness, Massage, Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor], Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath)
This is where the "luxury" part really got tested. They had a fitness center, a gym/fitness, a swimming pool and spa mentioned in description. Technically, they were available. But… they were also… inaccessible. Or, at least, extremely difficult to access. My understanding, from a brief, furtive, and ultimately unsuccessful attempt at a peek, was that you had to book slots, which were limited, and then be prepared to be surgically sanitized before and after. The thought of sweating in a room with other potentially germ-laden individuals for any period of time put me off. I mostly did push-ups and sit-ups in my room, which was just as depressing, to be honest. No actual spa treatments for yours truly. Sad face.
The Internet and Beyond: The Real-Life Saver (Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, Wi-Fi in public areas, Laptop workspace, Coffee/tea maker, TV with lots of channels, etc.)
As mentioned before, the Wi-Fi was a godsend. I became very good at online shopping and binge-watching terrible television. Seriously, the internet became my lifeline. Without it, I'd be writing this review from a padded cell. I’m not even kidding.
Getting Around (Airport transfer, Car park [free of charge], Taxi service)
Guess what? You're not “getting around” anywhere! Airport transfer was provided, but my travel was limited mostly to the inside of the building. A taxi might have been an option if I'd been allowed to leave, but that wasn’t exactly in the cards. Car park? Irrelevant.
The Upside? (Things they got right!)
- Soundproofing: My room was incredibly quiet. Essential for sanity.
- Blackout Curtains: As mentioned, life-savers.
- Kind Staff: Despite the weirdness of the lockdown, the staff were unfailingly polite and helpful (from a distance, of course!).
The Downside? (The Things that Got Old…Quickly!)
- The Food: Okay, I'm kind of obsessed. It was just… bland. And repetitive.
- The Lack of Freedom: Duh. It's quarantine. But still…
- The Constant Feeling of Being Watched: I know, privacy in public is rare, but it felt amplified in this isolated environment.
Final Verdict: Was it Really "Luxury"?
Well, it was clean. It was safe. It was equipped. But was it "luxury"? Hmm… let's say it was a comfortable prison. I survived. I didn’t get sick. And for that, I’m grateful. Would I recommend it? If you need to quarantine in Chilgok, yeah, it’s a decent option. But pack your favorite snacks, prepare for a serious Netflix binge
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The Chilgok Quarantine: A Messy, Emotional Adventure
Day 0: The Calm Before the Storm (or, "Why Am I Doing This?")
- Pre-Flight Panic: Okay, so, I’m fairly certain I forgot to pack something essential. Probably underpants. Or maybe, you know, basic human decency. This pre-flight anxiety is KILLING me. My brain is currently a blender full of passport, international SIM card (checked!), and the nagging feeling I’m forgetting something crucial. Oh, and the distinct need for a beer.
- Flight: The flight itself was… a flight. Cramped, noisy, and fuelled by a questionable in-flight meal that’s now playing a risky game of hide-and-seek in my digestive system. I did some light reading about the quarantine rules. They seem… strict. "Mustn’t leave the room," etc. I think. I hope I didn't accidentally agree to something awful, in a language I barely understand. Ugh.
- Arrival & Transfer Chaos: Successfully navigated the airport (barely). The face masks alone are a saga. The airport staff are remarkably patient (bless 'em), because, honestly, I was probably a walking disaster. Then came the transfer. A bus… a bus of fellow quarantiners. I may or may not have judged everyone else's luggage. The judgement faded the moment the bus started to move and i just looked in to the window. I'm really in Korea.
- The Room: Phase One of Existential Dread: The "fully-equipped, new, full-option" room. Ah, the room. Okay. It’s… fine. Small. White walls that scream "sterile." The air purifier hums. There is a TV. I have no idea how to turn it on. I think I can survive here. The real test is the food.
- Emotional State: Terrified, slightly nauseous, and overwhelmed. Also, secretly thrilled at the prospect of doing absolutely NOTHING for two weeks. (That feeling will change, I guarantee it.)
Day 1-3: The Honeymoon Phase (or, "Netflix and Chill… Literally")
- Routine Emerges: Wake up (whenever), eat breakfast (mystery food delivered to my door. Some good, some… less so. One thing I can't eat are the kimchi, it's just too spicy), attempt to exercise (a few pathetic pushups), watch TV (still can't work the TV, despite extensive button-pressing). Then repeat.
- The Food Dilemma: Okay, so, the food. It's a lottery. You eat what you're given. The kimchi is kicking my butt. But hey, I'm alive!
- Mental Gymnastics: I’m starting to feel stir-crazy. I’ve cleaned the room three times. I'm talking to my plants (which, by the way, is a single, sad little fern. Judge all you want!). Netflix is my new god. (I wish I could understand Korean, because the subtitles are useless)
- Emotional State: Bored but strangely content. There are moments of pure elation when the food is good. The desire to socialize with other humans is growing. The desire for sunshine is astronomical.
Day 4-6: The Existential Crisis (or, "Why Am I Still Doing This?")
- The Room Becomes a Prison: The walls are closing in. I miss the smell of the outside world. The air purifier now has a mocking hum. Is the TV broken? Is that the world I live in now?
- Food Fatigue: I'm starting to hate… everything. Including myself. My food's routine. The kimchi is starting to win. I might be getting sick.
- The "Outside" World Obsession: I spend an embarrassing amount of time staring out the window, watching the delivery guys, dreaming of freedom. Of breathing real air.
- Video Calls Save the Day: Thank God for video calls with friends and family back home. They are the ONLY reason I haven't completely devolved into a gibbering mess.
- Emotional State: Restless, irritable, and questioning all life choices. The fern is looking at me funny. I'm convinced it's judging me.
Day 7-9: The Adaptation Phase (or, "Embracing the Madness")
- Finding the Rhythm: I've learned to make a schedule (Sort of). Exercise routine (more than a few pushups are mandatory now). Reading. Writing (this diary is a lifesaver). I've even started teaching myself basic Korean phrases.
- The Small Joys: The occasional phone call with a kind delivery person, the brief moment of sunshine through the window, knowing the kimchi won't kill me this time. These are the small things that keep me sane.
- The TV Lives! I figured out how to work the TV! Now, I just need to figure out how to change the language. Yay to another hurdle to pass.
- Mental Health Check: I'm starting to accept my fate. Maybe this is actually… good? A forced reset. Time to breathe. Time to heal. Time to recover sanity. Time to be a human being.
- Emotional State: A weird mix of acceptance, hope, and a underlying sense of… okay-ness. The fern seems happier.
Day 10-13: The Final Countdown (or, "Almost There!")
- The Food Appreciation Renaissance! I actually look forward to the food deliveries. I'm even starting to like the kimchi. (I never thought I could.)
- The Window is My Companion: Observing the world beyond is my new favorite hobby. Watching the seasons change. Watching the local people going to work. Watching the local life.
- The Final Countdown: Checking the time. Counting the hours. The sweet promise of freedom is in sight. Oh, how sweet it is!
- Emotional State: Anticipation, excitement, and a strange sort of nostalgia for my little quarantine box. The fern and I will miss each other. I'm getting the feeling i might miss this room, no matter how bad the stay was.
Day 14-15: Liberation! (or, "The World, Here I Come – Probably")
- The Release!: The final day. The door opens (maybe). I pack my bags. I put the key on the table and leave. The world smells amazing.
- Recovery: I will give myself a day to recover, because i feel like i've been through a war. Time to get back on the course of my own life and to enjoy the simple pleasures of life.
Post-Quarantine Reflections:
- Lessons Learned: I learned that I'm capable of far more patience, resilience, and appreciation for simple things than I ever thought. I learned that communication and being a human being is the most important factor. I also learned about the deliciousness of kimchi.
- The Importance of Connection: The video calls, the messages, the support from friends and family… that's what got me through.
- Would I Do It Again?: Probably not. But would I survive it? Absolutely.
Final Thought: This whole experience was brutal but the experience was worth it. Bring on the kimchi, bring on the adventure… And maybe, just maybe, bring on the underpants next time.
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Luxury Quarantine in Chilgok: Ask Me Anything (Seriously, I've Been There)
Okay, so it's a "luxury" quarantine. What's the *real* definition, because let's be honest, it's still quarantine?
Alright, the "luxury" tag is...well, it's *South Korean* luxury, which is a whole different animal than "Hilton in Dubai" luxury, you know? Think less 'butler' and more 'exceptionally clean apartment with a robot vacuum' (which, by the way, I named "Dusty" and developed a weird emotional attachment to). You're getting a fully furnished place: a decent kitchen, a comfy bed (thank GOD, because 14 days is a LONG time to be cranky about a mattress!), and a balcony...which, let's be real, is mostly for staring out at the distant mountains and wondering if anyone *else* is secretly smuggling in kimchi.
They also provided a *ton* of food, three meals a day. The quality varied. One day, I swear, it was Michelin-star-worthy bulgogi. The next? Well, let's just say I developed a deep appreciation for the nuances of instant ramen. (And I may have smuggled in some gochujang. Don't tell anyone.)
The *key* aspect of luxury? Peace of mind. They handled everything. Tests, deliveries, even the daily temperature checks. I just had to…well, *exist* in my little bubble. Which, granted, got a little claustrophobic around day 8. Dusty the robot vacuum didn't help with that, ironically!
Seriously, food? What was the food *really* like? Did you starve? Did you gain thirty pounds from boredom and instant noodles?
Okay, the food. Buckle up. It was an emotional rollercoaster. Morning meals were usually pretty solid. Think Korean-style breakfast: rice, kimchi (obvi!), eggs, maybe some grilled fish. Lunch and dinner? Hit or miss. One day it was a beautiful galbi (braised short ribs that practically melted in your mouth). The next...let's call it "mystery meat stew." Looked at the ingredients list, still not sure what it *was*. Could've been anything. The imagination runs wild during quarantine.
Starving? No. Gaining thirty pounds? Nah, but a solid five or six, maybe. The key was to supplement. They allowed delivery, so Amazon became my best friend. Snacks are crucial. And not just the healthy ones. I ordered enough chocolate to fuel a small army. And instant noodles. So many instant noodles. I'm pretty sure I developed a ramen-related twitch.
The *best* part? The little notes or "gifts" they sometimes included. A hand-written card, a small pack of Korean candy. It was the little things that kept you sane. Those small acts made a world of difference.
What about the internet? Were you able to actually WORK or was it a buffering hellscape? Because that would be my personal hell...
Okay, internet. This is crucial. Thank GOD the internet was generally good. I needed it! I'm a freelancer. Work or no pay, right? It wasn't always *perfect*. There were times when my video calls stuttered, and I wanted to scream into the void. But overall, the connection was stable enough. I could do everything I needed to: work, watch Netflix, stay in touch with the outside world. Pretty much my only lifeline to reality. Seriously, a bad internet connection during quarantine would be worse than a root canal performed by a squirrel.
One thing I didn't anticipate? The temptation to binge-watch *everything*. Like, all of Netflix. I became intimately acquainted with Korean dramas I wouldn't have touched with a ten-foot pole before. Now? Now, I'm hooked. It's a whole thing.
Pro-tip: Get a VPN. Trust me. You'll thank me later for access to the region locked goodies.
Let's talk about boredom. How did you actually *survive* it? I'd go insane.
Boredom is the BIGGEST enemy. Let me tell you, it's a slow burn. The first few days are kind of exciting, "Hey! No responsibilities!" Then, the novelty wears off. Then the existential dread starts to set in. I took up the following, to fend off the insanity:
- Reading: Devour those books. Even the bad ones are better than staring at the wall.
- Exercise: They provided a yoga mat (a *very* thin, slightly-smelly yoga mat) . I did some basic online workouts. Important for both physical & mental health, trust me!
- Trying to learn a language: Duolingo. I got quite proficient...in the art of mispronouncing Korean words.
- Writing a journal I needed to document my downward spiral into madness. Honestly, it's hilarious now.
- Obsessive cleaning: The cleaner the apartment, the less I felt like I was *inside* a cage. (Though, Dusty the robot vacuum kept sabotaging my efforts)
- The Balcony: Staring at the mountains, counting the trees, and wondering if *they* were enjoying their freedom.
And the *absolute most important* thing? Having something to look *forward* to. A "post-quarantine" plan. A date. A vacation. Anything. That light at the end of the tunnel is crucial. Otherwise, you might just start talking to the robot vacuum. And trust me, it’s not the most rewarding conversation partner.
Tell me about the "pristine & fully equipped" bit. What was actually PROVIDED besides food and internet?
Okay, "pristine & fully equipped" is mostly accurate. The apartment was spotless when I arrived. *Brand* new, which was great. It was compact, but functional. It had a small kitchen with a fridge, a microwave, a washing machine (bless), a decent bed, a desk, a TV... basically all the essentials. A surprising amount, really.
They provided the basics: toiletries, towels, bedding. They even left a package of snacks & drinks upon arrival - *huge* win. They also refilled those essentials. Toilet paper, shampoo, the works. Thank GOD!. The water pressure in the shower was actually fantastic (another win!).
The only real disappointment? The lack of a decent coffee maker. I had to rely on instant coffee, which is NOT the same, guys. Thankfully, I'd brought my own French press and some good beans. Saved my sanity. If you're a coffee snob, pack your own. Trust me.
On a side note, I had a small issue at first. My air con broke at the start. I was *sweating*. However, it was swiftly addressed! The staff were incredibly responsive. I even got a brand new one! It worked wonders.
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