Kimberley's Savoy Hotel: Uncover its Opulent Secrets!
Kimberley's Savoy Hotel: Uncover its Opulent Secrets!
Kimberley's Savoy Hotel: Uncover its Opulent Secrets! - A Review (and a Few Rants!)
Alright, folks, let's be real. Reviews are usually either sugarcoated garbage or brutally honest takedowns. I'm aiming for… somewhere in the messy middle. Because let's face it, life's messy, and hotels are… well, they can be too. Especially when they promise "opulent secrets." So, I just spent a week at Kimberley's Savoy Hotel. The hype? Intense. The reality? Let’s dive in.
First Impressions & Accessibility: A Mostly Smooth Start
Finding the place wasn't too bad. The exterior? Grand. The "Savoy" emblazoned in gold lettering? Classic. And the lobby… wow. Think chandeliers that would make a disco ball weep, and enough marble to make a Roman emperor jealous. The doorman? Super helpful, practically whisking away my bags. Which, by the way, is a service and convenience, and a welcome one.
Accessibility is something I always look out for, because, well, it matters. They say they have facilities for disabled guests, and the elevator is a must-have. Checking this out, and I'm seeing it on all levels of accessibility. However I didn't personally test the specific accessibility of any rooms, but I'm hoping they live up to the promises. The front desk [24-hour] is a must, too.
Internet: The Great Wi-Fi Wars of 2024
Okay, this is where we hit a snag. They proudly boast "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" Sounded great. Until I tried to use it. The connection was… um… patchy. Like, "dial-up in the early 90s" patchy. Forget streaming. Sending a simple email was an exercise in patience. I eventually resorted to using the Wi-Fi in public areas, which was slightly better, but still not perfect. There is also Internet access – LAN in-room which I didn't even try. My laptop is from the stone age! I did however take the opportunity to use the Internet [LAN] available in the business facilities, which seemed slightly better than the in-room situation. Internet services are available.
Rooms: Opulence, Yes. Perfection, Nope.
My room? Non-smoking, thankfully. Clean, generally. Air conditioning kept it cool. Blackout curtains were a lifesaver (hello, jet lag!). I had a window that opens, which is something I appreciate. The desk was functional. The safe box? Reassuring. The in-room tea/coffee maker? Essential. Free bottled water? A blessing.
The bathrobes, bathtub, slippers, complimentary tea were all premium goodies. However, I have a confession to make. I'm a bathroom snob. And this one… Well, the additional toilet was a nice touch, but the grout could have used a good scrubbing. A tiny imperfection in a sea of luxury.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Secure… Mostly.
The hotel felt safe. They had CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property. Security [24-hour] was visible. There were smoke alarms and fire extinguisher everywhere. The room sanitization opt-out available shows they care about your needs.
Anti-viral cleaning products were being used, and there were hand sanitizer stations everywhere. Felt pretty secure. Also, the Daily disinfection in common areas was definitely noticeable. They are doing a damn good job for Cleanliness and safety
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Adventure (Sometimes Delightful, Sometimes… Not So Much)
Okay, food. Let's talk food. The restaurants were the hub. They have a Breakfast [buffet] that’s a beast – everything from Asian breakfast to Western breakfast. A la carte in restaurant menus were available as well, and you could get a breakfast in room. The salad in restaurant, soup in restaurant, desserts in restaurant were all there, and I loved the Asian cuisine in restaurant!
The Poolside bar was a vibe. Sun, a cool drink, and the pool with view. Perfection. Happy hour was, well, happy, but the cocktail I ordered tasted suspiciously like cough syrup (an unfortunate incident for the bar). You can also get a bottle of water delivered if thats your thing.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Treat Yo' Self!
This is where the Savoy really shines. The Spa? Divine. The Sauna? Blissful. The Steamroom? A portal to relaxation. I spent a solid afternoon in the spa/sauna and steamroom, and it was glorious. I am very happy they have a Fitness center as well.
The massage was… okay. Not the best I've ever had, but not the worst either. The Body scrub and Body wrap were calling me but I didn't have time. There is a swimming pool [outdoor], which is great! I really wish I could have tried the foot bath!
For the Kids: Not Exactly a Disney World
I didn't have kids with me, but it looked… okay. They had kids facilities (I saw a small playground, and babysitting service is available. The family/child friendly label is a stretch, from what I saw, but they could do better. I am guessing it's fine.
Services and Conveniences: The Good, the Questionable, and the Just Plain Weird
Cash withdrawal, Concierge, were invaluable. But I don't need a shrine! They have a Convenience store for all your needs which is neat. The Daily housekeeping was fantastic. The Laundry service, and Ironing service were a lifesaver.
And now for the bit that threw me… the Invoice provided. What is that about?
There were also Meeting/banquet facilities for the business-minded. The Meeting stationery, and Audio-visual equipment for special events are all offered. They also have Meeting/banquet facilities, and options for Seminars, they have Business facilities where you could hold meetings. I was told that I am able to book On-site event hosting and options to book Outdoor venue for special events.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy (Except for the Traffic, Obviously)
They offer Airport transfer, which is a huge plus. Car park [free of charge], also good. They also have a Car park [on-site] and Valet parking. Taxi service is readily available.
Final Verdict: Opulent Secrets? Maybe… But Mostly a Solid Choice.
Kimberley's Savoy Hotel delivers on its promise of luxury. The room could use some minor touch-ups, and the Wi-Fi is a disaster, but honestly? I'd go back. The spa alone is worth the price of admission. The overall experience? Well, let's just say I've got plenty of stories (and a few minor complaints) to tell.
Now, the Call to Action (with a little extra spice):
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- Breathtaking views, stunning decor, and a vibe that screams "treat yourself."
- Unwind with the spa access, and let your worries melt away.
- Indulge your taste buds at the restaurant, the pool-side bar drinks, and a buffet breakfast that will knock your socks off.
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Hualien Honeymoons: Unforgettable Romance at Romantic Home
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this trip to the Savoy Hotel in Kimberley, South Africa, is gonna be… well, something. My expectations? Lower than a limbo dancer at a sausage eating contest. Let's see if this grand dame can actually deliver, or if it's just another overpriced, dusty relic. Here’s the glorious, messy, hopefully-mostly-accurate play-by-play of what promised to be a "luxury escape":
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Kimberley Confusion
- Morning (Like, REALLY Early Morning): Ugh, the flights. Seriously, who decided red-eye flights were a good idea? I'm practically vibrating with caffeine and existential dread. Landed in Kimberley, which looks… well, it looks like Kimberley. A mix of "historical gold rush town" and "industrial park." My inner pessimist is already sighing.
- Mid-Morning: Found the Savoy. It looks impressive, like a grumpy old lion lounging in the sun. The lobby? Pretty grand, with those dark wood panels and a chandelier that probably costs more than my car. Check-in? Surprisingly smooth. The receptionist was impossibly polite, almost robotic. Maybe she’s a bot, programmed to endure the endless stream of tourists like me.
- Afternoon: Settled into my room. Okay, it's nice. Not earth-shattering, but it's got a king-sized bed that practically begs you to collapse on it. I might just do that. Wait, no. Gotta be productive! Explored the hotel a bit. The pool area seemed inviting, but I’m pretty sure I'm still sweating from the journey.
- Late Afternoon/Evening: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. Food was… edible. Nothing to write home about, but the service was friendly. This is South Africa, so a little more relaxed and a little less uptight. Found myself chatting with a local couple who were hilarious. They told me stories of the diamond rush, and the infamous characters who roamed the streets of Kimberley. They even shared some of their brandy, and by the end of the evening, I was feeling rather jolly. Seriously, I think my expectations might be getting a little re-adjusted. The night ended a little late. The brandy definitely took its toll.
Day 2: Digging Deep and Emotional Whirlwinds
- Morning: I went to see the Big Hole. Seriously, seeing it in person is absolutely mind-blowing. Pictures don't even come close. The sheer size of it… it's a wound in the earth, a gaping maw that devoured fortunes and lives. There's a really sobering museum attached that I just had to force myself through, and it was full of a lot of history and stories of hardship – and the greed of the people who got incredibly rich from it. Emotional rollercoaster, for sure. Absolutely worth the trip.
- Afternoon: Okay, here's where it gets… weird. The hotel promised a spa treatment. I got a massage that was supposed to be relaxing. Instead, the masseuse kept on talking, non-stop about her divorce, her cat, and her bizarre fascination with knitting. I was so tense, I almost asked her to stop, but I was too polite. This is a lesson in the art of passive-aggression and not wanting to upset the service.
- Late Afternoon/Evening: The evening was… awkward. I got stuck in the elevator with a particularly chatty woman who wore a lot of perfume. She was clearly enjoying telling me tales of her travels. She just kept…talking. About EVERYTHING. I was trapped, and it felt like time had stopped. I couldn't escape. I may never be able to enjoy an elevator again, but at least I have a story now. Dinner was at the hotel again, but I wasn't really hungry. I went to bed early.
- Night: Woke up at 3 AM, wide awake. Couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts swirling. Probably a side effect of the Big Hole, the chatty masseuse, and the chatty lady in the elevator. Decided to walk around the hotel to let it play out. The hotel was beautiful at night, but I was too tired to see it.
Day 3: Almost Leaving, Then Loving It
- Morning: Seriously, starting to think about cutting this trip short. Kimberley is…intense. The hotel, while nice, isn't knocking my socks off. I was considering just heading back home early when the receptionist made a suggestion.
- Late Morning: Went exploring. I decided to just immerse myself. Kimberley is a town of quirky stories. It's a town of history, of big dreams, and of big disappointments too. I started wandering. I visited the quirky shops and the vibrant markets. I was so surprised!
- Afternoon: Back at the hotel, I finally took the plunge. I lounged by the pool, ordered a cocktail (or two…), and just… chilled. Just enjoyed the sun, the quiet, and the fact that I was actually on vacation.
- Late Afternoon/Evening: Dinner was fun. I ate at the hotel restaurant. Food was good, but I loved the service and the company. I was feeling a little better. I spent the evening chatting with some other residents, and they told me a few more stories, shared a few more drinks, and I finally started to appreciate what this hotel had. I had started to love it.
Day 4: Departure and Reflection
- Morning: The last breakfast. A bittersweet cup of coffee, but I'm not quite ready to say goodbye. I spent my last hours in the hotel, saying goodbye to the staff. I could see the sun setting over Kimberley as the bus took me to the airport.
- Afternoon: Back on the flight, reflecting on my experiences. This trip wasn't perfect, it was definitely a trip. There were awkward moments, boring food, and a few moments of outright frustration. But there were also moments of immense beauty, of human connection, of self-discovery. Kimberley, and the Savoy, taught me to go with the flow, embrace the imperfections, and just… enjoy the ride.
- Late Afternoon/Evening: Back home – or, at least, closer to home. Feeling a little sad that it's over, but also, strangely energized. I'd recommend the Savoy, with a healthy dose of skepticism, a willingness to embrace the unexpected, and a good pair of walking shoes. Until next time Kimberley!
Kimberley's Savoy: Unraveling the Glitter and the Grime (Maybe a Bit of Both!)
So, is the Kimberley Savoy actually *grand*? Or just... old?
Okay, let's be honest. "Grand" depends on your definition. It's got bones, alright! The structure itself screams "Victorian grandeur." Think high ceilings, massive windows (some of which, I swear, might have been stained with the tears of miners), and enough mahogany to build a small forest. But… and this is a BIG but… it's not the polished, perfectly-preserved grandeur of a, say, a London hotel. It's got character. And character sometimes comes with peeling paint, uneven floors that could give you a crick in your neck, and the faint aroma of… well, *history*. Let's just say it's not "Instagram-perfect."
I once (or twice, maybe thrice, who's counting drinks?) stumbled down a back staircase, convinced I was about to discover a secret vault filled with diamond dust. Turns out, it was a very dusty linen closet. Disappointing, to say the least. But hey, adventure! Sort of.
Are the rooms decent, or did they forget about upkeep sometime in the 1920s?
Right, the rooms. This is where things get… *varied*. Some are fantastic. Seriously. I've seen suites that would make a king blush. Others… well, let's just say they have a certain "lived-in" charm. Expect quirks. Expect maybe a creaky floorboard that *insists* on serenading you at 3 AM.
My worst experience? The "cozy double." Think "slightly larger than a phone booth." The shower pressure was less "gush" and more "gentle drizzle." And the view? The back of a brick wall with a fire escape. It smelled faintly of mildew AND mothballs; the combination was unique, certainly. I complained (politely!), the staff, bless their hearts, were apologetic, offered me a bottle of wine (not a bad consolation prize), and upgraded me the following night. Which was amazing. (See? Varied!)
My advice? Ask to see the room *before* you commit. And bring earplugs. Just in case.
What's the deal with the food? Is it edible?
The food is a mixed bag, like a box of chocolates - you never know what you're gonna get. The Savoy restaurant attempts to be fancy and sometimes actually pulls it off. The steak I had was actually incredible, cooked perfectly. On the other hand, the presentation can be a bit...over the top (think miniature edible sculptures).
The breakfast, though, is a game changer. I'm a sucker for a good breakfast buffet. The omelet station is decent, and the service, usually pretty good, too. I remember one morning, I was in a particularly melancholic mood and accidentally spent half an hour just staring at a particularly shiny chrome coffee pot. The waiter, God bless him, didn't even blink. He just refilled my coffee. That kind of service is *priceless*. Just don’t expect Michelin stars; expect sustenance, and maybe a bit of a giggle.
Kimberley itself… worth a visit? And how does the Savoy fit in?
Kimberley is a real trip, and the Savoy is *kinda* the heart of it. Think ghost towns, the Big Hole… there's a lot of history packed into a relatively small space. It's dusty, it's intense, and it's unlike pretty much anywhere else.
The Savoy… well, it's steeped in that history. It's where you imagined the Diamond Barons hung out, where the conversations would have been rich and the problems as big as the hole. Staying there, even with its imperfections, does somehow connect you to that past. It's like sleeping in a museum (a slightly drafty museum, with a questionable plumbing system). But hey, who wants perfect? I'm all for a little grit and a whole lot of story. Absolutely worth it.
Is the hotel service good? Or am I on my own?
This is where the Savoy really shines. The staff are just… lovely. They might not be perfect: they’re not robots, they have struggles just like the rest of us. They try their best. They’re friendly, they try hard, and they're genuinely helpful. Think warm smiles, genuine attempts to solve your problems.
Once, I locked myself out of my room (classic me). It was late, I was tired, and I was convinced I was going to have to sleep in the hallway. The guy at reception, bless his heart, went above and beyond. He got me a new key, even apologized for the inconvenience… even though it was entirely my fault! Little things like that make a huge difference. They make you feel *cared* for, which is important. So, service? Generally, yeah, it's good. Better than good. It’s *human*.
What else can I expect? Beyond the rooms and the grub?
Well, the location is excellent to explore Kimberley's attractions. And the bar is pretty good! The atmosphere is often lively, often featuring interesting characters. The Savoy's bar, which I've visited many a time, is a great place to people-watch, to strike up random conversations and listen to tales of diamond hunting, and to escape the… sometimes… 'rustic' charm of the rooms.
There's a certain *je ne sais quoi* about the Savoy that makes it special. Maybe it's the history, maybe the staff. Maybe it's the fact that you never quite know what you're going to get. But it's a place that sticks with you. It’s not a slick, soulless hotel. It's got soul. And that, my friends, is what makes it memorable. Even with the leaky faucets.
And finally… would I go back?
Honestly? Absolutely. Flaws and all, even with the dodgy shower pressure and the slightly suspect linen closet, I’d go back in a heartbeat. It’s an experience. It's a story. It's Kimberley. And the Savoy… well, the Savoy *is* Kimberley. So yeah. Pack earplugs. Pack a sense of adventure. And prepare to fall a little bit in love with a slightly dusty, undeniably charming hotel that time seems to have forgotten. You won't regret it (probably).
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