Escape to Paradise: Your Private Pool Awaits in Moustiers-Sainte-Marie!
Escape to Paradise: Moustiers-Sainte-Marie – More Like a Dream (Maybe a Slightly Frazzled One)
Okay, let's be real. When you see "Escape to Paradise" in the name, you're hoping for… well, paradise. This place, in the impossibly picturesque village of Moustiers-Sainte-Marie, almost gets there. It's a rollercoaster of stunning views, questionable coffee, and a constant internal debate about whether I actually deserve to be here. Buckle up, buttercups, because this review is gonna be a ride.
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Accessibility: Not Quite a Smooth Ride (But They Try!)
Right, let's start with the serious stuff. The website promised "facilities for disabled guests," but I'm gonna be super honest. This place, like many in this region, is built into the landscape. Think steep paths, cobbled streets, and a general disregard for anyone not built like a mountain goat. There's an elevator, which is a huge plus, but navigating the common areas and especially getting to the pool… let's just say it requires a bit of planning and, potentially, a sherpa. The staff were incredibly helpful (more on them later!), but it's not a slam-dunk accessible experience. I'll score it… trying hard.
Cleanliness and Safety: Germaphobe Approved (Mostly!)
Okay, this is where they shined. The impact of COVID-19 is very visible, in the best possible way. Everywhere you turn, there's hand sanitizer, staff wearing masks, and a general sense of hyper-vigilance. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Check. They even had individually-wrapped food options which, honestly, made me feel like a pampered astronaut. Big thumbs up for making me feel safe, even if I still instinctively wiped down the remote control.
Oh, The Pool! (With a View to Die For)
Okay. Let's talk about the thing that initially sold me: Swimming pool [outdoor] that boasts a Pool with a view. The website promised private pools, and while my room didn't, the main pool… sigh. Imagine this: turquoise water mirroring the impossibly blue sky, the dramatic cliffs of the Verdon Gorge rising up in the distance. I nearly cried. Seriously. The first time I saw it, I literally gasped. It was breathtaking. Pure, unadulterated Insta-beauty.
But… and there's always a "but," isn't there? The pool area felt a bit crowded at times. It wasn't overcrowded, but it definitely wasn’t the lonely oasis I’d envisioned.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Mixed Bag of Delights and Disappointments
Let's be real: French food in Provence? You expect magic, right? The restaurants offered a few things. The breakfast buffet… ahem… was good, and also not so great. It included a Breakfast [buffet] with a mix of, well, stuff. Fresh croissants? Divine. Coffee? Let’s just say my inner caffeine fiend was not pleased. The coffee/tea in restaurant was below-par. I'm not sure what went wrong, but the coffee here was consistently disappointing.
A la carte in restaurant? Oh, yes. The main restaurant had a solid menu with a variety of options, including International cuisine in restaurant.
What about those poolside cravings? Thankfully, the Poolside bar came to the rescue.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Body Scrubs and Existential Dread
Okay, the website hyped up the Spa. I was very excited about the possibility of a Body scrub and maybe even a Body wrap. The Spa/sauna facilities were lovely but unfortunately, the treatments were a little bit of a letdown. I felt slightly let down. The Fitness center was small but functional. I skipped the Gym/fitness area, preferring to focus on the important things (like the Pool with view I've already talked about).
My Most Memorable Moment: The Staff
Okay, so, I had a bit of a… situation with my car (don’t ask), which left me stranded in the middle of nowhere. The staff, particularly a young woman named Marie, went above and beyond to help. She spoke perfect English, calmed down my panic, and spent hours on the phone arranging a tow truck and suggesting alternative routes. It felt like she actually cared. That level of service. That’s the kind of thing that makes a trip truly memorable.
Services and Conveniences: Your Wish is (Mostly) Their Command
They offered pretty much everything you’d expect, from Daily housekeeping that kept my room spotless (thank you, housekeepers!) to Concierge service that was helpful, albeit a bit overwhelmed at times. There's a Gift/souvenir shop for those last-minute presents. Air conditioning in public area was a huge life-saver, especially during that heatwave.
The Rooms: Comfy, but Not Always Perfect
My room was… nice. It had all the essentials: Air conditioning, Blackout curtains (essential for avoiding the early morning sun), a Coffee/tea maker, and a Free bottled water. The Bathroom and amenities were fine. I especially appreciated the Hair dryer. The view from my window was glorious. But. The Soundproofing wasn't quite up to par. I could hear the neighbors.
For the Kids: I Didn't Bring Any
I didn't test the Kids facilities or Babysitting service, but I did notice numerous families.
Getting Around: Driving is Mandatory (Mostly)
You need a car. The Car park [free of charge] was a massive bonus. The Airport transfer was helpful, but pricey. Be prepared for some winding roads.
The Verdict: Paradise Adjacent
"Escape to Paradise" in Moustiers-Sainte-Marie is a beautiful place, with some serious flaws. It's not a flawless experience, but it’s a memorable one. The setting is spectacular, the staff are genuinely lovely, and the pool… oh, the pool. If you're looking for pure, unadulterated relaxation, this might not be quite it. But if you're looking for an adventure, a bit of pampering, and a truly stunning view with some really nice people, then you should consider it, especially considering your expectations. Just be prepared for a few bumps along the way. And maybe pack your own coffee. Overall, it's a solid 4/5 for me. I'm already planning my return! Hopefully, the coffee situation will improve.
Unwind in Luxury: Zuna Arnhem's Hot Tub Chalet Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average travel itinerary. This is a messy, beautiful, slightly chaotic love letter to Moustiers-Sainte-Marie, France, and specifically, MY time in a charming house with a private pool. Expect tangents, expect opinions, expect actual feelings. You've been warned.
The Great Moustiers-Sainte-Marie Heist (and Pool-Side Existential Crisis)
Day 1: Arrival and Utter, Unadulterated Bliss (Followed by Mild Panic)
- 10:00 AM (ish): Landed in Nice. The flight? Uneventful. The baggage claim? A symphony of stressed sighs and spinning carousels. Note to self: pack a small bag with the essentials in case the luggage gods are feeling particularly cruel.
- 12:00 PM (ish): Picked up the rental car. A tiny, sporty-looking Citroen that I promptly named "Le Petit Diable" (The Little Devil). Driving in what is essentially a glorified matchbox felt terrifying. The roads are winding, the views are stunning, and I'm pretty sure I stalled at least three times trying to merge onto the highway.
- 2:00 PM (ish): Arrived in Moustiers-Sainte-Marie! Oh. My. God. The photos don't do it justice. It's like a postcard exploded. The houses are clinging to the cliffs, the little stream gurgles merrily… I wanted to weep actual tears of joy.
- 2:30 PM (ish): Found the charming house! I am not exaggerating when I say the description promised a 'charming house with a private pool'. This was not just charming, this was fairy tale-worthy. Stone walls, shutters, vines crawling up the side…then I saw the pool. It's a perfectly formed rectangle of pure, shimmering turquoise. Cue the existential crisis. Am I worthy of this beauty? Should I just move here now and become a professional pool-sitter? Probably.
- 3:00 PM (ish): Grocery shopping in the village. The tiny shop owners are incredibly friendly. Grabbed crusty bread, local cheese, some suspiciously cheap rosé (don't judge), and a baguette that was as long as my arm. Lost my orientation and forgot to get water. This could be a problem.
- 4:00 PM (ish): Unpacked. Mostly. The suitcases now resemble a disorganized explosion of clothing. Don't worry, I will get around to that.
- 4:30 PM (ish): The pool. The sun. The wine. The cheese. The sheer, unadulterated joy of doing absolutely nothing. This is what life is all about. I floated for a solid hour, staring at the sky, contemplating the meaning of life (and whether I should apply more sunscreen).
- 7:00 PM (ish): Dinner on the terrace. The bread was crusty, the cheese was pungent, the rosé was…well, it tasted like sunshine. Ate it all, with gusto.
- 8:00 PM (ish): Attempted to read. Got distracted by the stars. The sky here is unreal.
Day 2: The Lake, Lavender, and a Near-Disaster with a Croissant
- 9:00 AM (ish): Breakfast. The coffee was strong. The croissant? Flaky, golden, and possibly the most delicious thing I've ever eaten. Almost ruined it by dropping it on the patio. Gasp. Luckily saved from complete destruction
- 10:00 AM (ish): Drive to Lac de Sainte-Croix. The water is that perfect, impossibly blue-green shade. Rented a little paddle boat. This is where things got interesting. The paddle boat? Not as easy as it looks. Ended up going in circles for a while, then almost capsized. Managed to stay upright, though. Barely.
- 12:00 PM (ish): Lunch at a lakeside restaurant. Tried the local trout. It was excellent! But the view…oh, the view. It was absolutely breathtaking, the mountains surrounding the lake, I could have spent a lifetime here.
- 2:00 PM (ish): Drive to the lavender fields! The scent is intoxicating. The color is unreal. Took a million pictures. I felt like I was walking through a dream. Bought a lavender sachet that smells like pure Provençal heaven.
- 4:00 PM (ish): More pool time. This became a recurring theme, and I'm not ashamed. Practiced my (non-existent) backstroke. Contemplated whether I could live off of cheese and wine. The answer, obviously, is yes.
- 7:00 PM (ish): Attempted to cook dinner (again!). Managed to make a pasta dish that wasn't a complete culinary disaster. The secret? Lots and lots of garlic.
- 8:00 PM (ish): Stargazing. Every night is a stargazing night her, and no words do justice to the intensity of the stars from the house.
Day 3: Hiking, History, and a Deep Dive into the Local Wine
- 9:00 AM (ish): Decided to be active! Hiked up to the Chapel of Notre-Dame de Beauvoir, it was tough! The views from the top? Worth every single strenuous step. Absolutely spectacular.
- 12:00 PM (ish): Lunch in Moustiers. Found a charming little café. Ate the quiche, which was incredible. The atmosphere was lively. This town's people have a lovely and kind spirit.
- 2:00 PM (ish): Explored the village. The shops are filled with artisanal crafts, soaps, and beautiful ceramics. Did my best to resist impulse buying the entire contents of a pottery shop. Failed slightly.
- 4:00 PM (ish): Wine-tasting at a local vineyard. Learned about the different grapes (which I almost completely forgot about), tried a few different varietals, and bought a bottle (or two, or three…). The wine was amazing, and the winery owners were delightful, and I found myself chatting with them about everything.
- 6:00 PM (ish): Back to the pool! Swimming, reading, and basking in the sun.
- 7:30 PM (ish): Dinner at the house, cooked myself a steak, it was pretty darned good.
- 8:30 PM (ish): Sat on the patio. drank some wine, chatted with the stars.
Day 4: A Day for Doing Nothing (and Loving It)
- All Day: Nothing. Literally nothing. Pool time, reading, napping. Eating cheese. Drinking wine. Contemplating my life choices (which were, at this moment, impeccable). The house has no pressure, no demands, it just is. I've never felt so relaxed, and that my friend, is the ultimate luxury. Not a single person to answer to.
Day 5: Departure (with a Heavy Heart)
- 9:00 AM (ish): One last breakfast on the terrace. Savoring every bite of the bread, every drop of the coffee, every ray of morning sun.
- 10:00 AM (ish): Packing. It's always the worst part! I could really just stay here forever.
- 11:00 AM (ish): One last swim! One last look at that amazing pool. One last moment of pure, unadulterated bliss.
- 12:00 PM (ish): Saying goodbye to that charming house. Felt like saying to the house, "Au Revoir, you wonderful place, you've given me a few of the best times in my life".
- 1:00 PM (ish): Headed back to Nice, and the real world.
Final Thoughts:
Moustiers-Sainte-Marie, you are a magical place. The house with the pool, you were perfection. I'll be back, one day. I'll be back. And this time, I'm packing extra sunscreen, and maybe a bigger suitcase for all the souvenirs. And a lifetime supply of that divine Provençal rosé.
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Escape to Paradise: Your Private Pool Awaits in Moustiers-Sainte-Marie! ...And Now For the Real Questions (and My Brain)
Okay, so...Moustiers-Sainte-Marie. Sounds fancy. What *actually* is this place? And is it worth the hype?
The private pool... that’s the main selling point, right? Tell me about it! Is it, like, actually *private*? Because I don't want some noisy neighbors or, you know, *kids* ruining my zen.
Okay, location, location, location! How far is it *actually* from things like... restaurants, shops, that gorgeous lake everyone raves about? Don't give me the PR spiel, please.
Is there WiFi? Because, you know, *life*. And I need to Instagram all my photos. Don't judge me.
Let's talk food. What should I expect? Any tips for navigating the local cuisine? And how do I avoid the dreaded "tourist traps"?
What's the best time of year to visit? And, like, what should I pack? Don't leave anything out!
Okay, sound good. But what if something goes wrong? Like, what if the pool leaks? Or the WiFi is permanently down? Or I get a bee sting the size of my head?
Anything else I should know? Any hidden gems? Things the brochures conveniently leave out? Spill the tea!
