Luxury Unveiled: India's Hidden Palace Hotel Sanjary Awaits

Hotel Sanjary Palace India

Hotel Sanjary Palace India

Luxury Unveiled: India's Hidden Palace Hotel Sanjary Awaits

Luxury Unveiled: My Messy, Wonderful (and Sometimes Slightly Smelly) Journey Through India's Hidden Palace Hotel Sanjary

Alright, buckle up, buttercups! Because I'm about to unleash the raw, unfiltered truth about the supposed luxury of the Hidden Palace Hotel Sanjary in India. And trust me, it's not all perfectly plated canapés and swan-shaped towel origami. This is a warts-and-all, jet-lagged, slightly-hangry review, complete with a healthy dose of "did that really happen?"

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The "Accessibility" Agony

Okay, let's rip the Band-Aid off first: Accessibility? Well, they say they are. There's a tick beside "Facilities for disabled guests" and "Elevator," so the hope was high. And to their credit, the main areas felt okay. Ramps where needed, even if they were a bit…rustic. But then you get to the nitty-gritty. The path to the pool? A bit of a gravelly adventure. The "accessible" bathroom? Let's just say I've seen more spacious parking spots. And the staff, bless their hearts, were eager to help, but sometimes their enthusiasm outstripped their actual knowledge of accessible needs. I'd give it a solid 3/5 for effort, and a desperate plea for better training. Accessibility is more than just a ramp!

The Wi-Fi Warrior and the Internet Inferno

Internet access? Yes! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms? YES, HALLELUJAH! The thought of internet dependence made me nervous. I could not afford to be down a day. And the Internet [LAN]? Oh, it was there, tucked away like a dusty old relic. I'm not even sure it worked. My laptop felt old. Internet services are really important for my business. The Wi-Fi was alright, but let's be honest, it was a bit patchy in my room (the “extra-long bed” room, naturally). And the Wi-Fi in public areas was crowded with people.

Poolside Dreams and Spa Steam Rooms (and a Tale of Two Towels)

The Swimming pool [outdoor]? Stunning. Absolutely, postcard-worthy stunning. That pool view, with all the lush foliage surrounding the hotel. I sat and watched the scenery for hours. Sunsets became the best part of my day. I am not a very athletic person, but the Swimming pool itself was a decent size. It was clean, though I did spot a rogue leaf or two, which only added to the charm. There was a poolside bar, which was great.

Spa/sauna? Yes and YES! I wanted to go there and use the Fitness center and maybe get a Body scrub. I was thinking of getting a Massage. I found the Spa, and it was glorious. Seriously, glorious. The Steamroom was a steamy, hazy haven. I am not sure if I would ever want to leave. I did get the Sauna ready. The Foot bath was a fantastic way to start the day.

**The *"Cleanliness and Safety" Quandary (and the Mystery Disinfectant)*

They're trying, bless their hearts. The Daily disinfection in common areas was very evident. The whole hotel seemed to be constantly being wiped down. The Anti-viral cleaning products are appreciated. I am not going to get sick, because of the Hand sanitizer! I am staying safe. The Safe dining setup and Sanitized kitchen and tableware items were reassuring. And of course, the Staff trained in safety protocol.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Rollercoaster

Let's talk food, shall we? Because, for me, that's half the experience… and a potential source of both pure joy and utter despair.

  • Restaurants: There are multiple, blessedly. There's an Asian cuisine in restaurant, a Vegetarian restaurant (essential!), and a Western cuisine in restaurant for when your palate cries out for comfort.
  • Breakfast [buffet]: The most overwhelming/amazing breakfast experience I have enjoyed in my life. Breakfast [buffet]. Buffet in restaurant and Breakfast service every day. You could get a Breakfast in room if you are brave. Asian breakfast and Western breakfast were available.
  • Dining experience: The salads were incredible. The Soup in restaurant was great. The Desserts in restaurant are everything. They had Coffee/tea in restaurant and a Coffee shop. There was a Snack bar.
  • Booze Hour: The Happy hour was a great way to meet other people. We had a blast with the great deals.

My favorite tale of a single hotel experience: The Towel Tango.

The restaurant experience did not include a single thing, but I could not have been happier. I was tired and hungry. I wanted to go to my room and sleep.

I went to my room, and I was extremely excited. I entered and I went to my bed.

I had to use the bathroom. I wanted to take a shower after the trip. I entered the bathroom and noticed that there were two towels. There was no third towel available.

I called the front desk and asked them for a third towel. They did not understand. I was not happy. I could not believe this. In my mind, I envisioned that I was going to experience the most wonderful shower.

I kept attempting to speak my request. I found that the front desk was having difficulty because of the language barrier. I attempted to write it down, but they wanted me to communicate by phone.

Suddenly, I was frustrated. If I could not get the towels, I would never consider this hotel "wonderful."

The front desk said they would send a towel to my room. Suddenly the phone went dead. I had no idea if I would get a towel.

I showered anyway because I had no choice.

A few minutes later, the bellhop arrived. I thought that I was going to have the perfect room.

He gave me the third towel. I was not happy, because he only offered one towel.

I found the hotel extremely frustrating.

Services and Conveniences: The Good, the Bad, and the "Huh?"

  • The Good: Daily housekeeping was impeccable. Seriously, my room always sparkled. The Concierge was a lifesaver. The Cash withdrawal was easy. The Elevator was convenient. Laundry Service was useful for people traveling for extended periods.
  • The "Huh?": The Convenience store was a bit sparse. The "essential condiments"… well, let's just say it took a while to find the ketchup.
  • The "I Could Live Without": The Shrine was a nice touch, but not something I personally needed.

For the Kids (and Kid-Like Adults)

I saw Babysitting service.

Rooms: The Sanctuary…Sometimes

  • The Perks: Air conditioning, Wi-Fi [free], Free bottled water. And I got a Private bathroom.
  • The Quirks: The "extra-long bed" was, in fact, extra long. Like, I could have slept diagonally and still had room. The Blackout curtains were a godsend. The Mirror was nice. The Slippers. Pure luxury. They could make the Soundproofing a little better. And the Window that opens… well, it sort of opened.

The Verdict:

Would I go back? Maybe. It's a beautiful hotel with real potential. If they address the accessibility issues, tighten up the Wi-Fi, and maybe invest in some higher-quality towels (and a more reliable front desk), then it could be truly magical. It was an adventure, and that’s what I wanted! So, if you're looking for a perfectly polished experience, maybe look elsewhere. But if you're up for a bit of glorious messiness, a taste of true luxury, and some genuinely unforgettable moments, then the Hidden Palace Hotel Sanjary… is worth a shot. Just bring your own portable Wi-Fi, and maybe your own favourite bathrobe. And definitely, definitely, pack extra towels.

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's itinerary. We're going to the Hotel Sanjary Palace in… well, India. And let's just say, I'm bringing all my baggage (both literal and figurative) on this trip. Buckle up, it's going to be a wild ride.

Hotel Sanjary Palace: My Diary of Delights (and Disasters?)

Day 1: Arrival. And Immediate Chaos.

  • Time: 6:00 AM Indian Standard Time (IST) – Or what felt like 6:00 AM. My internal clock is permanently messed up from the previous flight, and I'm pretty sure I just hallucinated a talking parrot.
  • Activity: Landed in… somewhere. Airport was bustling. Smells of spices and something I couldn't quite place (adventure, maybe?). Found a rickshaw driver who insisted he knew the "fastest route" to the Palace. This involved, and I am not kidding, weaving through traffic, narrowly avoiding a cow (seriously, a cow), and yelling at a guy who was apparently trying to sell him fake… something. I clung to the rickshaw like a koala to a eucalyptus tree.
  • Emotional Reaction: Utter panic, followed by a grudging respect for the rickshaw driver's death-defying skills. I also think I may have sweated through my entire outfit.
  • Quirky Observation: The horn in the rickshaw played a jaunty little tune, which seemed wildly inappropriate given the near-death experience.
  • Hotel Check-In:
    • Time: 7:30 AM
    • Scene: Arrive at Hotel Sanjary Palace, looking like I'd wrestled a lion (metaphorically, of course… unless?). The lobby, glorious. Marble floors, swirling patterns, a sort of imposing, ancient feel to it. Gorgeous, but definitely a little intimidating after the rickshaw saga.
    • The Great Air Conditioner Crisis: Check-in felt like an eternity. Then, disaster. The AC in my room wasn't working. Turns out, it was a "common issue". My initial reaction was a guttural scream. Then, the kindly hotel clerk, whose name I've already forgotten, offered me a fan. A fan in India! I wanted to weep.
    • Room Chaos: Eventually, a room swap was arranged (praise the heavens!), and I got a room with functioning AC. That's a win, considering the alternative was essentially spending the day in a sauna. Room service. Ordered some coffee at 8:30 AM. It arrived lukewarm at 9:15 AM. Okay, I'm learning patience is going to be key on this trip. Already feeling the heat. Literally.
  • Anecdote: During the check-in process, I overheard a couple desperately trying to find a lost luggage. The wife was shrieking in French, and the husband was looking like he was about to spontaneously combust. Welcome to my vacation!
  • Lunch: Had the chicken tikka (recommended), and it was heavenly! My taste buds are dancing. (Maybe the coffee wasn't so bad after all)
  • Afternoon: Nap. Needed one. Then, a stroll around the hotel grounds.
  • Evening:
    • Time: 6:00 PM
    • Activity: The restaurant offered a cultural performance followed by dinner. The show started thirty minutes late, and the microphones were a bit wonky, making the experience slightly… surreal. Dinner was okay.
    • Emotional Reaction: I laughed until tears streamed down my face. The performance was terrible but in the best way possible.
    • Quirky Observation: The guy in front of me kept trying to take photos with his flash on, which made me wonder if he's ever seen a camera before.
  • Evening:
    • Time: 11:00 PM
    • Activity: Attempting to sleep, but my brain is still buzzing from the day. Keep hearing that bird from the airport.
    • Thought: Is it possible to be jet-lagged and culture-shocked simultaneously? Because I think I'm experiencing both. Also, I need to find a way to get that parrot to stop judging me.

Day 2: The Palace Exploration & The Great Bargain Hunt

  • Morning:
    • Time: 8:00 AM (Roughly. Sleep is still a distant dream)
    • Activity: Breakfast. The buffet offered a mind-boggling array of dishes. So much food!
    • Emotional Reaction: Overwhelmed. Then, delighted.
    • Quirky Observation: The person next to me piled six pancakes onto their plate. I want to be them.
    • Scene: Exploring the Palace. The hotel itself is an experience!
      • Details: The architecture! So many intricate carvings, courtyards, and hidden nooks. It was like wandering through a riddle.
      • Anecdote: Almost got lost trying to find my room, ending up in (I swear) a secret garden.
  • Afternoon:
    • Time: Noon, or somewhere around there. Who knows?
    • Activity: Time for the market! A friend from home, who'd been to India before, told me to "bargain like your life depended on it." So I channeled my inner haggling ninja.
    • The Great Bargain Hunt: I set out for the local market. The sensory overload was instant.
      • The Saree Incident: I wanted to buy a saree. I saw this beautiful silk one, and spent at least half an hour trying to get the price down. Then, I realized it was probably worth every penny.
      • The Mysterious Spice Seller: I bought a mountain of spices from a man who claimed they would "cure anything." I'm hoping he's right because I have a feeling I'm going to need them.
      • The Bargaining Battle: Managed to negotiate a decent price on a hand-painted miniature. Victory!
    • Emotional Reaction: Exhaustion, followed by exhilaration. Negotiating is hard work!
    • Quirky Observation: Everyone seems to have a different idea of what constitutes a "good price."
  • Evening:
    • Time: 6:00 PM
    • Activity: Trying to decide what to do. There are so many choices.
    • Dinner:
      • Time: 7 PM
      • Scene: Ate at the Palace dining room again. Tonight, tried some local dishes, one of which, I suspect, blew my taste buds - completely.
      • Anecdote: I accidentally ordered something super spicy. My face turned bright red, and I think my ears might have started steaming. Good thing I'm not wearing that saree.
      • Opinion: The food was delicious, but I should have asked about the chilli factor.
  • Evening:
    • Time: 10:00 PM
    • Activity: Attempting to organize my things. So many things.
    • Reaction: Still processing the day. I need to practice my bargaining.

Day 3: Day Trip & Deep Thoughts

  • Morning:
    • Time: 9:00 AM (ish). Sleeping late is a luxury I can't always afford now.
    • Activity: After breakfast, going on a day trip (not sure to where). I'll see.
  • Afternoon:
    • Time: 1:00 PM
    • Activity: I went on a really long drive to some ruins. The drive was bumpy, and I am still not sure I saw anything, but somehow, I did.
  • Evening:
    • Dinner:
      • Time: 7:00 PM
      • Scene: This evening, I am treating myself to a massage.

Day 4: Departure

  • Morning:
    • Time: 7:00 AM
    • Activity: Packing and getting ready for an early flight.
  • Departing:
    • Time: 11:00 AM
    • Scene: Leaving the hotel. Goodbye, Hotel Sanjary Palace.
    • Opinion: India is so unique. I'm not sure I'm ready to leave yet.

Final Thoughts:

  • Overall Impression: India is a beautiful chaos. The Hotel Sanjary Palace has its quirks, but I would definitely come again. And next time, I'm bringing earplugs and a phrasebook. Also, more antacids.
  • What I learned: Bargaining is an art form. Patience is a necessity. You may never be quite prepared for the sensory overload. India: it's going to leave a mark on you, one way or another. And I'm totally fine with that.

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Luxury Unveiled: Sanjary Palace – The Truth (and the Gossip!)

Okay, spill it. Is Sanjary Palace *actually* as ridiculously opulent as the brochures make out?

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because the brochures? They're like, a slightly airbrushed Instagram filter of reality. Sanjary Palace is... *a lot*. Think: gold leaf that probably cost more than my car, marble floors you could ice skate on, and chandeliers that could probably house a small family of squirrels. But look, even royalty has chipped teacups, right? (Or maybe just me.) It *is* opulent. Excessively so. But... and this is where the truth starts to crack through... it’s *dated* opulent. Like, the kind of opulence your grandma probably dreamt of. The design choices can be... intense. Let's just say, I'm not sure if the leopard print chaise lounge in my suite was meant to be ironic or not. I still can't decide.

What's the deal with the staff? Are they all super-stuffy and formal?

Ah, the staff. Okay, so, yes, there's a *lot* of bowing and scraping. Which, at first, is kinda fun. Like, "Yes, my good man, fetch me my… water!" (Okay, I never actually said that. But I *thought* it.) They *are* ridiculously polite, bordering on the… well, you'll see. I had this one guy follow me around the *entire* pool area, just… waiting. Waiting for what? I don't know. To hand me a towel that I *wasn't* even looking for? To adjust the angle of my sun lounger? (Which, by the way, was perfectly fine.) It was… unnerving. And a little bit hilarious. I almost tripped over him at one point, and felt awful! Like, he was so concerned. "Madam, are you alright? Should I call a doctor?!" I'm fine! Seriously! This is not the kind of customer service I'm used to! Then there's the language barrier. Sometimes, getting exactly what you want involves a series of charades and desperately hoping for the best. Let's just say my "iced coffee, please" ended up being a lukewarm *something* that looked vaguely like coffee, but tasted suspiciously of cardamom. A learning experience.

Is the food actually amazing, or just overpriced?

Alright, food. A mixed bag, honestly. Some of it? Absolutely divine. The tandoori chicken was… Oh. My. God. I’m still dreaming about it. The curries? Rich, complex, fragrant - pure heaven. The pastry chef? A wizard. A culinary wizard. Buuut… and there's always a but, isn't there? Some of the Western food was… let’s just say it was trying *very* hard. The steak? Tough. The pasta carbonara? Heavy! Like a lead weight in my stomach. The prices? Yeah, they're up there. Prepare to spend a small fortune to sample the best, and brace yourself for disappointment with the rest. It’s like they’re trying too hard to be all things to all people, and they kinda miss the mark. Stick to the Indian food. Trust me.

What's the best thing *actually* about Sanjary Palace?

Okay, hands down, the best thing? The gardens. Seriously. Forget the chandeliers and the marble. The gardens are *stunning*. Lush, sprawling, filled with exotic flowers and birdsong. I spent hours wandering around, just… breathing. It was the one place where the pretense of luxury melted away and I could actually just *be*. Oh, and the rooftop pool at sunset. Seriously, the views were magical. But even then, I was secretly judging the other people in their overpriced designer swimsuits. I do have to admit I wore my own, because, you know… #WhenInRome. But the gardens, those were pure, unadulterated bliss. And that's the truth of it.

What was the worst thing? Were there any major mishaps?

*Major* mishaps? Hmm… Well, I wouldn't call it a 'mishap', but... On my second day, I accidentally locked myself out of my suite. In my *robe*. And it was the *fancy* robe. The one made of silk. And I was standing in the hallway, feeling completely mortified, while the aforementioned ‘good man’ was staring. It took a while. A *long* while. I'm talking, the entire time I waited, I had to deal with the entire staff politely walking passed me. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a man with a giant set of keys appeared. The worst thing? Oh, that's easy. The relentless *expectation* of tipping. It's not like I'm cheap, I'm just… not used to it. You're already paying a fortune to stay there, and then you're constantly being bombarded with "service." Which, of course, you're expected to tip for! And they keep bringing you things you didn't even ask for! It all seems a bit… much. I ended up running out of cash *very* quickly.

Would you go back?

Honestly? Maybe. If I won the lottery, and someone else was paying. Look, it's an experience. It's like stepping into a movie set. A slightly dusty, occasionally ridiculous, but ultimately fascinating movie set. Would I go back? Hmm... The tandoori chicken alone is tempting... But I might need therapy afterwards. And a new bank account. Let me think about it.. Maybe. Possibly. Probably not. Dammit!
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