Ostend Getaway: Family Fun at Boerderijtje's Amazing Trampoline House!
Ostend Getaway: Boerderijtje's Trampoline House - Prepare for Takeoff (and Maybe a Few Tumbles)!
Okay, folks, buckle up! I'm back from a family escape to Ostend, Belgium, and let me tell you, it was a whirlwind of salty air, Belgian fries, and the unadulterated joy (and occasional chaos) of… a trampoline house! We stayed at a place called “Boerderijtje’s Amazing Trampoline House,” and the name alone? Pure genius. Let's dive in, shall we? This is gonna be a long one, because honestly, my brain's still bouncing.
First Impressions & Location, Location, Location (and How We Got There, Because, Belgium!)
Getting to Ostend was a breeze! Well, relative breeze, considering we were dragging two kids and a suitcase the size of a small car. We opted for the train (car park [on-site] was a definite plus when we finally did get our own wheels to explore further), which, surprisingly, went off without a hitch. The hotel's located… well, it’s not smack-bang in the city center, so you'll need the car, public transport, or a good pair of walking shoes. But here's a tip: don't underestimate the walk. It's a pleasant one, and the fresh sea air is glorious. So, good location for exploring, but not perfect for a spontaneous city dash.
Accessibility & The Fine Print (Because Life's Never Perfect, Right?)
Now, here's the thing: Accessibility is a mixed bag. Boerderijtje’s isn't specifically labeled as fully wheelchair accessible for its entire range. I noticed an elevator, which is a huge bonus, but I didn't thoroughly investigate every single nook and cranny. This would mean a solid "maybe" – it bears further investigation if complete accessibility is a MUST. (They did have facilities for disabled guests, but specifics matter. Maybe call ahead and ASK, people!).
The Rooms: Our Castle (With a Few Quirks)
Our room? Hmm. Let's just say it was… lived-in. Not disgustingly so, but it wasn’t a pristine, sterile Instagram dream. Think: Air conditioning, which was a godsend after a day of bouncing (and definitely a must-have in summer), Blackout curtains (crucial for getting kids – and exhausted parents – to sleep). Free Wi-Fi (Available in all rooms! Wi-Fi [free]), but let’s face it, the speed wasn't exactly turbo-charged. Standard stuff, really. Extra long bed was perfect for us tall folk. The seating area was definitely useful when we put our feet up. Closet was also perfect. Overall? Perfectly functional.
Now, the bathroom… well, it was a bathroom. Functional. Cleanish. Enough. Nothing fancy. Towels were provided, thankfully. Toiletries were standard. They certainly weren't the spa-quality kind, but hey, you get what you pay for, right? And the shower? Okay.
Let's Talk Cleanliness and Safety (Because, Pandemic, and Kids, and… Germs!)
This is where Boerderijtje's actually did quite well! The Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, hand sanitizers EVERYWHERE… they clearly took the whole hygiene thing seriously. I appreciated the Rooms sanitized between stays and the general feeling that they were trying to keep things as safe as possible. The fact that they offered Room sanitization opt-out , meant they weren't being intrusive.
Breakfast: Fueling the Bouncing! (And My Hangry Husband)
Breakfast was… good. Not Michelin-star good, but solid. Breakfast [buffet] with a decent variety. I’m a sucker for a good Western breakfast (eggs, bacon, pastries – my weakness!). They had a Coffee/tea in restaurant, which made me very happy too. They offered Breakfast in room as an option, but we preferred fueling up at the buffet to get ready to bounce.
Okay, About the Trampoline House – The Main Event! (And My Knee)
This is where the magic happens! The whole reason we came! Boerderijtje's IS the trampoline house! And yes, it's incredible. Kids. Adults. Everyone. Just. Bounces. There’s a specific area for little ones, but honestly, everywhere you look, there's something to jump on, flip on, and generally lose your mind on. I will warn you: the Fitness center is definitely in the trampoline house, you get your workout and your fun at the same time! I did a little too much hardcore bouncing and, well, let's just say my knee reminded me of it for the next few days. (Lesson learned: don't try to keep up with your seven year old.)
Food, Glorious Food (and My Quest for the Perfect Belgian Fry)
Food options around the hotel? Well, they’re there - but I think they could have stepped things up. Nearby there was a snack bar and a coffee shop, But if I’m honest, I was far more interested in the city center and its abundant options and culinary delights! We did find a great local place for those crucial Belgian fries, (don’t ask me the name, I was too busy eating!).
Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter)
- Cash withdrawal: Convenient!
- Concierge: They were helpful in pointing us in the general direction of things.
- Daily housekeeping: Always a plus. Fresh sheets, people!
- Gift/souvenir shop: Pretty standard stuff.
- Laundry service: A godsend with kids!
- Luggage storage: Useful when we were waiting for our train.
- Car park [free of charge]: A HUGE win for us!
For the Kids (Because Let's Face It, That's Mostly What This Trip Was About!)
Boerderijtje's is Family/child friendly. They had a kid's meals available. They did an excellent job of keeping them entertained! They had a Babysitting service, however, we were on a budget.
Things to Do and Ways to Relax (Because, Sometimes, You Need a Break From the Bouncing)
Here’s where it gets a little… limited within the hotel itself. There's no traditional Spa, Sauna, or Swimming pool. You're here to bounce, primarily.
However, they do offer Massage services, which, after a day of bouncing, might be just what you need. You can always put your feet up and put on some content with On-demand movies. While you are at it, take a look at the TV Satellite/cable channels.
My Verdict: Bounce Your Way to Ostend!
Would I recommend Boerderijtje’s Amazing Trampoline House? Absolutely! It’s not perfect, and it certainly isn't a luxury palace, but it's clean, safe, the staff are friendly. And the trampoline house? Pure, unadulterated, kid-and-adult-approved FUN. Just… maybe warm up before you jump, and definitely protect your knees!
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your average, sterile itinerary. This is… my itinerary. My messy, slightly frantic, and hopefully hilarious roadmap to surviving a weekend at "Het Boerderijtje" (which, let's face it, sounds like it's straight out of a fairytale, but probably smells a bit like cow manure).
The Ostend Odyssey: A Weekend of Coastal Chaos (and Hopefully Some Trampoline Time!)
Day 1: Friday - The Great Escape (and the Great Forget)
14:00 - 15:00: The "Get the Heck Outta Here" Drive: Okay, so the plan was to leave at 14:00. Reality check: We left at 14:45. Found the cat hiding in the car, forgot the dog's food, and spent a solid fifteen minutes arguing about whether or not we really needed that extra pair of shoes. (Spoiler alert: We did.) The drive itself will be a blur of bad radio, kids asking "are we there yet?" every five minutes (even though it's a two-hour drive - honestly!), and me silently contemplating a career change where I'm paid to lie on a beach and do nothing.
16:00 - 17:00: Arrival and Immediate Panic: Right, the holiday home. "Het Boerderijtje". I picture quaint charm, a roaring fireplace, and maybe a friendly pig. Reality check: Well, the address is correct. Initial impression: "rustic". Okay, let's be honest, "slightly dilapidated". The key is hidden under a suspiciously mossy gnome (who clearly hasn't had a bath in a decade). The kids are already running amok, and the first question from my partner is, "Where are the outlets?" (spoiler: everywhere).
17:00 - 18:00: Settling In (ish) and the "Trampoline Test": Unpacking is a chaotic ballet. Attempting to find the plug in the kitchen that will hold the microwave. My partner is the only one that can hold the plug in the kitchen. I'm trying to avoid the spiders that are clearly auditioning for a remake of "Arachnophobia". The kids, bless their cotton socks, have located the trampoline. The trampoline! Their faces light up like the Fourth of July. I'm going to try out the trampoline, it's been a decade since I've done that. Okay, not as fun as it was when I was 10.
18:00 - 19:00: Dinner Disaster: The kitchen equipment is, shall we say, vintage. The omelette pan has clearly seen warfare. The sausages are questionable - should probably have gone to the local butcher. The kids are screaming about "the worst meal EVER!" I try to stay positive, but my inner Gordon Ramsay is bubbling to the surface. Resort to a last-minute spaghetti dinner.
19:00 - 21:00: Evening Entertainment (and a Desperate Plea for Silence): Board games! (Oh, the joy.) Attempt to teach the kids how to play Clue. We argue about the rules. We suspect each other. The dog is clearly the guilty party. Finally, after an hour of chaos, send the kids to bed. Silence… bliss… (until the first "Mom! I can't sleep!" call).
Day 2: Saturday - Coastal Capers and Sand-Based Disasters
08:00 - 09:00: The Morning After (and the Coffee Crisis): Wake up, still alive! Thank goodness. Realize there's no coffee maker. Search frantically through the cupboards. Eventually, find a rusty percolator. Brew the nastiest, strongest coffee known to humankind. Drink it anyway. Need. More. Caffeine.
09:00 - 12:00: Ostend Beach Bonanza (and the Great Sand-Washing Ritual): Ostend, here we come! Pack EVERYTHING. Sunscreen, towels, buckets, spades, inflatable flamingo… you name it, we've got it. The beach is gloriously windy. I try to relax. Fail miserably. The sand is everywhere. The kids are covered in it. My hair is a sandcastle. We build a sandcastle that collapses within five minutes. The sea calls. The sea calls.
- The Turning Point: The Quest for the Perfect Shell: The "quest" for one perfect seashell. This quickly devolves into a competitive shell-snatching frenzy. I find a beautiful, intact conch shell, only to have it stolen by a rogue seagull! (I swear I saw the seagull laugh). Then, the kids turn on each other. More sand! More drama! But then, one of my children finds it -- the perfect shell. It's not the prettiest, and it's a little chipped, but it's special. A small victory.
12:00 - 13:00: Snack Attack and Coastal Contemplations: Try to eat lunch (sandwiches). Sand in sandwich. Attempt to apply sunscreen to a kicking, wriggling child. Fail. Contemplate the vastness of the ocean, the meaning of life, and whether I should just give up and move to a desert island. My partner suggests fries. YES.
13:00 - 17:00: (Mostly) Failing Beach Time: One more swim in the ocean. A little more time to relax. More sun. More drama. Attempt to control the kids. Fail. Return to the cottage with a carful of sand and a memory card full of moments.
17:00 - 19:00: Fish and Chips and the Aftermath: Find an old, questionable fish and chips shop, hoping for the best. Not the best, but not the worst. The kids are surprisingly ravenous. The house is even messier than before.
19:00 - 21:00: Board game night: The Sequel and the Great Bedtime Ritual: We made it another night. It's not quiet, with the kids playing a board game as the adults try and relax.
Day 3: Sunday - The Triumphant Return (and the Existential Dread)
08:00 - 09:00: The "We Made It!" Wake-Up: Another day. Alive. Maybe. The coffee is slightly less terrible. The hope is real.
09:00 - 10:00: Final Trampoline Fling and the Farewell Photo: One last trampoline session. The kids are bouncing for joy. I watch from a safe distance, feeling a pang of nostalgia for the energy I once had. A group photo with the kids, making faces.
10:00 - 11:00: Packing Hell (Part Two): The packing is even worse than the unpacking. Everything is covered in a fine layer of sand. The dog has mysteriously acquired a new chew toy (a sock).
11:00: The Road Trip Home: A quick check to make sure we haven't left anything vital behind. Then, the car ride home.
12:00 - 13:00: Back Home: Unpack. Attempt to clean the car. Realize the house is a disaster.
Last Thoughts: A weekend that made me question my life choices, but the weekend was worth it. This weekend at "Het Boerderijtje" was a chaotic, sandy, and hopefully memorable adventure, the imperfect memories will last a lifetime.
Ostend Getaway: Family Fun at Boerderijtje - Prepare Yourselves! (And Maybe Pack Extra Underwear)
So, Boerderijtje's Trampoline House… Worth the Hype?
What's the Age Range That Boerderijtje Works For?
Is It Safe? (Because, You Know, Trampolines.)
Beyond the Trampolines, What Else is There?
Okay, The Important Question – What About the Parents?
Any Tips for Survival?
Should I go? *Really*, Should I?
