Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Cottage Awaits in Charming Lamorteau, Belgium!
Escape to Paradise: My Dream Cottage Awaits (…and Does It Ever!) – A Review That's Probably Too Honest
Okay, buckle up buttercups. This isn't your sanitized, AI-generated review. This is the real deal, fresh from my slightly sunburnt brain after a stay at "Escape to Paradise" in Lamorteau, Belgium. And let me tell you, paradise is… well, it's complicated. But in the best way possible, mostly.
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- Description: A brutally honest and hilarious review of "Escape to Paradise" in Lamorteau, Belgium. We delve into accessibility, amenities, food, and the sheer chaos of a luxury getaway. Not for the faint of heart!
Let's Dive In (And Maybe Get Swallowed):
First impressions, as always, are crucial, especially when you're driving through the Belgian countryside, praying you haven't taken a wrong turn (again). The drive was beautiful though and the promise of a "dream cottage" was definitely alluring. From the outside, it looks like a postcard. Lush greenery, charming stonework, the whole shebang. Sigh.
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, Literally.
Now, I’m not personally using a wheelchair, but I always check this stuff because, well, inclusivity matters! And, credit where credit is due: "Escape to Paradise" does have some serious brownie points here. They tout themselves as "Facilities for disabled guests" and, according to the listings and photos, they really do well. There is an elevator listed, and there are wheelchair accessible rooms. The information I found suggests accessible entries and wide doorways in the accessible rooms, and the bathrooms look promising, especially the shower.
However, I also saw some stairs. A lot of stairs. And while the website may make it seem perfect, it's a good reminder to call and confirm the specifics before you arrive. Don’t be shy, ask about inclines, and be sure to check it all again when you get there.
Rambling Interlude: *I’m always a bit wary of places that *say* they're accessible but then forget to, you know, make the entire place accessible. It’s like, “Oh, we have a ramp! But getting to the ramp involves scaling Mount Everest.” It's an important point to make, though, because the fact that they're even trying is commendable. But remember, always do your homework and call ahead!*
The Wi-Fi Saga (A Modern Tragedy):
Free Wi-Fi. That's the promise, isn't it? "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" And, in theory, it was in my room. In practice? Let's just say my connection to the internet was about as reliable as my ex’s promises. I spent a good chunk of my stay wandering the hallways, desperately trying to catch a signal strong enough to check my email. Eventually, I gave up and just… enjoyed the peace. Which, you know, wasn't a bad thing. The internet service seemed only half-available, but the lan connections seemed to be working ok.
Emotional Outburst: Seriously, though, if you're going to promise Wi-Fi, MAKE IT WORK! It's 2024, people! I needed to check my crypto! (Just kidding… mostly.)
The Spa & Relaxation Zone: Where My Anxieties Melted (Kind Of).
Okay, this is where "Escape to Paradise" truly shines. The "Spa" is incredible. First, the Pool with a View. Breathtaking. Seriously. I could (and did) stare at that view for hours, floating in the water. Then, the Sauna. Oh, sweet, sweaty heaven! Their Sauna has a view! The Steamroom was also top-notch, making me feel relaxed and rejuvenated. The gym was decent, though I mostly used the space to take photos. The foot bath and massage were perfect. The body scrub and body wrap were available, but I was too happy to worry about them.
Anecdote Time: I remember I was supposed to get a body scrub, but after that second glass of wine at the poolside bar, I was too relaxed to walk. I decided to stay in the pool instead. That was the right choice.
Dining and Drinking: From Buffet Dreams to Dessert Disasters (Mostly Dreams, Though).
Alright, let's talk food. The dining options are plentiful. Their restaurants are decorated stylishly. They offer a la carte in the restaurant, a buffet (yes!), and a snack bar. They have Asian cuisine, western cuisine, and vegetarian options. Breakfast was a real highlight. The breakfast buffet? Magnificent. Seriously, the spread was insane! Every pastry imaginable, fruit that actually tasted like fruit, coffee that didn't taste like battery acid. Coffee/tea was available in the restaurant, and they had a poolside bar that was perfect.
Dinner? Okay, I'll be honest: it was hit or miss. One night, their Asian-inspired dishes were divine. The next? The soup tasted like sadness. The desserts? Well, let's just say that not everything was perfect. I found a dessert I really loved, though.
Quirky Observation: I swear, the chef must have a hidden talent for making soup. It was not my favorite. However, the dessert chef made a dessert so tasty that I almost ate my own hands!
Cleanliness and Safety: Modern Worries, Modern Solutions.
They're serious about cleanliness here. "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Hand sanitizer stations everywhere." I felt safe, even if I was a nervous wreck about, you know, everything. Rooms are "sanitized between stays," and they offer "room sanitization opt-out available." The staff is "trained in safety protocols," but I didn't see enough people for anyone to be doing much.
Services and Conveniences: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Bizarre.
This is a grab bag, folks. Daily housekeeping? Check. Luggage storage? Check. Concierge service? Yes, but they might be as useful as a screen door on a submarine. (Okay, it wasn't that bad, but I did have to wait 15 minutes for someone to bring me a towel). Facilities for disabled guests were available, but I am still uncertain about how easy they were to use. The business facilities were good, and they had meeting and banquet facilities. They have a safe dining setup and provide essential condiments.
Now, for the slightly bizarre: A "shrine?" Really? (I didn’t see it, but it was listed.) A "proposal spot?" Okay, now we're getting romantic! They also had a car park with a car power charging station. And a "convenience store"!
Emotional Reaction: I just loved the sheer amount of things. It's like they were trying to offer everything to everyone. It's ambitious, and sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't.
For The Kids: Babysitting, but…
I didn't need babysitting. I saw kids, I saw a kids meal on the menu, but I didn’t see a kids facility; I don’t know if it was because I was there at the wrong time to see that.
Pets? (Kinda.)
"Pets allowed unavailable." So, while they may be listed as pet-friendly, perhaps call to confirm because the listing seems to imply otherwise.
The Rooms: Comfortable, But…
Alright, the rooms. They are Available in all rooms, and non-smoking. They have Air conditioning, an alarm clock, bathrobes, a bathroom phone, a bathtub, blackout curtains (THANK YOU!), a closet, a coffee/tea maker, complimentary tea, daily housekeeping, a desk, extra long bed(s), free bottled water, hair dryer, high floor (again, ask!), in-room safe box, interconnecting room(s) available, "Internet access – LAN and wireless," ironing facilities, a laptop workspace, linens, a mini bar, a mirror, on-demand movies, a private bathroom, a reading light, a refrigerator, safety/security features, satellite/cable channels, a scale (yay, more guilt!), a seating area, separate shower/bathtub, a shower, slippers, a smoke detector, a socket near the bed, a sofa, soundproofing, a telephone, toiletries, towels, an umbrella, a visual alarm, and a wake-up service.
And then you get to the room. My room was clean and well-equipped, but also… a bit generic. The decor felt "safe" and a little cookie cutter. It wasn't bad, but it didn't have the charm of the rest of the "cottage." I did appreciate the air conditioning, especially during a particularly… warm evening. And the bed was comfy.
Inner Monologue: *I wanted a room with personality! Something quirky, something memorable. Not
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a weekend getaway to… Lamorteau, Belgium. Sounds fancy, no? Prepare for a dose of reality. My reality. And it ain’t always pretty, but it’s real.
Lamorteau Log Jam: A Cottage, a Garden, and a Whole Lotta Me
Friday: The Great Escape (and the Great Delay)
- 2:00 PM (ish) – Departure… or Maybe Not. “Departure” sounds so… organized. Let's call it "Attempted Getaway." My partner, bless his heart, is still frantically searching for the cat carrier. The cat, predictably, is nowhere to be seen. This, friends, is the first sign of a weekend of glorious disorder. We're supposed to be on the road now. Instead, I'm wrestling with a tangled phone charger I swore I packed… or maybe I didn't. Classic. The emotional state: Irritated, hopeful, slightly hangry.
- 3:30 PM – We're MOVING! Finally, cat secured (with treats, bribery, and a level of exhaustion I’m not sure I can handle for the second trip), bags in the car, snacks secured (mostly chips and chocolate for the long drive, I'm a woman of simple pleasures). The soundtrack? Loud 80s pop to drown out the internal monologue that's currently questioning every life choice I've ever made.
- 6:00 PM – Arrival in Arlon (ish). GPS told us some ridiculous "off-the-beaten-path" shortcut. Let's just say, Belgian cows are not impressed with our navigational skills. We’re in Arlon. Hungry. The cottage… is it what that website promised? Cue nervous excitement.
- 7:00 PM – The Cottage: First Impressions. Okay, the photos mostly didn’t lie. The garden is actually prettier than the pictures. We are talking serious cottage core here. It's charming, undeniably. But… the keys were a little tricky. And now I'm fighting with the lock. The emotional state: relief at actually being here, quickly morphing into mild panic as I realize I left my favorite book back at home. And the cat is already attempting to escape. Again.
- 8:00 PM – Dinner Debacle (with a side of redemption). We, as in “me”, overcooked the pasta. Badly. But. This place is near pizza place. Now we can chill and watch some TV. Emotional state: From "disaster chef" to "pizza savior."
- 9:00 PM onwards – Fireside Bliss (attempted). Okay, so the fireplace isn't quite working as smoothly as the brochure suggested. But, with a lot of cursing and the help of a very, very patient partner, we get a little fire going. Wine. Cozy blankets. The cat finally settles down. Life… is good. For now.
Saturday: Garden Glory, Brewery Brawls, and a Chocolate Craze
- 8:00 AM - The most important part of the day: Coffee and the garden! With a cup of coffee in my hand and the sun warm on my face, I spent two hours just looking around. This garden is amazing, I can imagine myself spending a lot of time here. The emotional state: Peace & Quiet.
- 10:00 AM – Exploring Arlon (ish). Wandering through the town. It has that quaint, charming vibe you expect from a small Belgian town. The emotional state: Curious & Relaxed.
- 1:00 PM - Brewery Brawl: I'm not talking actual fisticuffs, though maybe after trying some of those strong Belgian ales… We visited a local brewery. The beer was good, the owner a character, and the whole experience felt utterly, wonderfully Belgian. I had a proper moment with the dark beer, a stout that tasted like liquid chocolate. Emotional state: Euphoric, slightly tipsy. It’s the beer, I swear.
- 3:00 PM - Chocolate Obsession: We went to a chocolate shop. I'm a chocolate addict, and Belgium may as well be heaven. This was a serious, dark chocolate, with nuts, with caramel, with all kinds of things that make my heart sing. I brought home a suitcase full of them. Emotional state: pure, unadulterated joy.
- 6:00 PM - Back to the place: So, the cat, as it turns out, is very good at escaping. Found him hiding in the garden, plotting his next adventure.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner & Star Gazing. The dinner went better than the previous night. I think. The most important part, it was a wonderful evening with the stars above us. Emotional state: contentment and a little bit of wistful sadness that this perfect weekend will end soon.
Sunday: Farewell, for Now… and the Cat Conspiracy
- 9:00 AM - The Great Escape (Take Two): The cat, once again, attempts freedom. This time, he almost succeeds. The emotional state: Mildly panicked, sleep-deprived, and questioning the life choices that led to this.
- 10:00 AM - Garden Glimpses: One last, lingering look at the garden… the flowers, the trees… a bittersweet goodbye. The emotional state: Satiated.
- 11:00 AM – Packing… or At Least, Gathering Stuff. This is always more challenging than anticipated. Items that didn't exist on Friday now seem essential. Socks are missing. Again.
- 12:00 PM – Cheese and Charcuterie Picnic We decided to have a little picnic with the cheese and charcuterie with delicious bread.
- 1:00 PM – Departure… (for Real This Time, Maybe). We're finally on the road. The cat is safely secured (again, with bribes). The cottage, the garden, the beer, the chocolate… all fading in the rearview mirror.
- 4:00 PM - Back Home. Unpacking, sorting the cat is safe again… And then I realize. I have a lot of cleaning for tomorrow. The emotional state: Already planning the next trip.
Lamorteau: The Verdict
Messy? Yes. Imperfect? Absolutely. But, a perfect weekend? In its own, beautifully chaotic way, it truly was. I left feeling refreshed, slightly chocolate-sated, and with a newfound appreciation for the resilience of house cat. Would I go back? In a heartbeat. Just… maybe I'll invest in a stronger cat carrier first. And maybe, just maybe, remember to pack my book. And that my hair is a mess… It's all a part of living the moment, and that's what matters.
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So, Escape to Paradise... What *Is* It, Exactly? Is It a Real Place?! (And Please, No More Time-Shares!)
Okay, deep breaths. Yes, it's real! Escape to Paradise is a charming cottage (more like a *dream* cottage!) tucked away in, wait for it... Lamorteau, Belgium. Think tiny, picturesque village, cobbled streets, and the smell of freshly baked bread. Sounds idyllic, right? Well, it *mostly* is. I mean, let's be honest, sometimes the "cobbled streets" are less romantic and more "ankle-twisting hazard at 3 AM after a delightful evening of Belgian beer." But the cottage? Oh, the cottage. It has a fireplace. And a garden. And a ridiculously cute little cat who might or might not try to steal your breakfast croissant. We'll get into the cat later.
Where Exactly *Is* Lamorteau? I've Never Heard of It! (And Probably Neither Have You...)
Ah, the question everyone asks! And honestly, you're not alone. Lamorteau is in Wallonia, the French-speaking part of Belgium. Think south of Brussels, near the border with Luxembourg. It's... well, it's *remote*. In the best possible way! You're not going to trip over a Starbucks. The closest 'big' town is Arlon, which is actually more of a medium-sized town, and about a 20-minute drive. Getting there involves trains, maybe a bus (depending on your journey, sigh), and definitely some car rentals. Just promise me you'll study the map, unlike *someone* I know who ended up in Luxembourg City instead… twice. (Okay, it was me. Navigation is not my strong suit.)
Who Is This Place For? (Besides People Who Need a Serious Break From Reality?)
Honestly? Anyone who needs to breathe. Singles, couples seeking romance (the fireplace *is* a selling point!), families looking for a quiet escape. But if you're the type who thrives on constant stimulation and nightlife, maybe, just *maybe*, this isn't for you. Think less "rave scene" and more "reading a book by a crackling fire with a glass of Belgian ale." (Okay, sometimes the "rave scene" is a farmer's market with particularly enthusiastic accordion players. Which is also pretty great, in its own right.) The key ingredients? A love of nature. A thirst for Belgian beer. And an ability to embrace the slow pace of life. Oh, and a tolerance for adorable, yet occasionally food-obsessed, cats. (More on that later… the cat incident of '22…)
What's the Cottage *Actually* Like? Give Me the Dirt! (But Ideally, Not on the Carpets)
Okay, so the cottage. It's... charming. It's been renovated, so it's not some ancient, crumbling ruin, but it retains that old-world feel. Think exposed beams, stone walls, and a kitchen that's surprisingly well-equipped. (And, yes, there's a dishwasher! Because hand-washing dishes on a vacation is a *crime*.) There are two bedrooms, which is perfect for a family, or a couple of friends who like to call it a "getaway". The bathroom (modern, thank goodness!) is a decent size. The living room is cozy, and like I said, *the fireplace*. Sigh. The garden is surprisingly big with a great view out of the back, but be warned, the local wildlife might treat it as an open-air buffet. (Again, the cat… always the cat.) It's not a palace, but it's homey. It's comfortable. And the beds? Oh, my word, the beds. I slept so deeply, I’m pretty sure I briefly achieved the state of nirvana.
Wait, About This Cat... Is It Part of the Package? (Please Say No!)
The cat. Right. His name is... well, he doesn't really *have* a name. We just call him "Monsieur Cat." He's a resident, semi-ferrel cat who has appointed himself the official greeter (and occasional burglar) of the cottage. He's a very charming creature who is not afraid to meow at the kitchen window at dawn because, you know, *breakfast*. He likes sleeping on the terrace, sunning himself. He's also quite the expert at batting at your feet as you walk - don't lose your balance! He will *absolutely* try to sneak into the cottage if you leave a door open. He is the definition of a "character." He's not, technically, *part* of the rental, but he's definitely part of the experience. Think of him as the furry, potentially-croissant-pilfering landlord. He's... memorable. (That reminds me of the time he stole an entire sausage...)
Okay, So What *Exactly* Comes With the Cottage? (Besides Monsieur Cat and Endless Charm?)
Essentials! (Coffee maker, tea kettle, all the basics) Bed linens, towels (thank goodness!), and a fully equipped kitchen. There's Wi-Fi, thankfully, because I'd go into withdrawal otherwise, and also a TV. A washing machine if you're feeling ambitious. The garden has chairs, a table, and a BBQ! (Important: bring your own charcoal and lighter fluid, or you'll spend a frantic hour trying to start a fire with twigs like I did. Which, actually, was kind of romantic, in a "slightly singed eyebrows" sort of way.) Oh, and there's a welcome basket with some local goodies. A *very* welcome basket, especially after a long journey. Just don't expect a minibar, because, sadly, there isn't one. Consider bringing your own stash of Belgian beers and chocolates to survive till your first grocery trip.
Is There Anything *Not* Included? (Besides, You Know, A Personal Butler to Fetch Me More Chocolate?)
No butler, sadly. You're on your own for the chocolate. (And yes, that's a tragedy.) You'll need to bring your own food and drinks, though as mentioned the welcome basket contains some essentials. Toiletries are also not provided, so pack those travel-sized shampoos! Also, be aware that while the cottage is generally well-equipped, it's a rental, not a five-star hotel. You might encounter the occasional wonky lightbulb or slightly temperamental shower. Embrace the imperfections! They add to the character. (And if anything *major* goes wrong, the owners are super helpful and on hand to fix it, even if it requires a bit of frantic charades to bridge the language barrier… which it sometimes does.)
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