Busan's Hottest Hotel: Gwangan Stay's Unbeatable Views & Luxury!
Alright, Buckle Up Buttercups: My Unfiltered Take on This Hotel (Because Seriously, It's a Rollercoaster) 🎢
Okay, so I've just finished a stay at this place, and let me tell you, it's like trying to unravel a ball of yarn tangled with a cat, a Christmas tree, and a half-eaten plate of nachos. Strap in. This is gonna be long.
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Accessibility: The Good, The Bad, and the Slightly Confusing
Right off the bat, let's talk accessibility. The hotel claims to be accessible, and on paper, they've clearly checked all the boxes. They say they have wheelchair access. Okay, fine, but let's be honest, “accessible” doesn't always mean easy to navigate. I saw a few ramps, and the elevators were thankfully wide enough for, well, you know, a wheelchair. However, the hallway leading to my room was a bit of a tight squeeze, and the turns could be a challenge for someone less mobile.
They list "Facilities for disabled guests." Great! But how good are those facilities? I didn't personally need them, so I can't speak firsthand, but I did see a few ramps, and the elevators were thankfully wide enough. More than that, though, I have no idea. I’d strongly suggest contacting the hotel directly and asking for detailed information, especially if you have specific needs. Don't trust the brochure fluff - get the nitty-gritty.
On-site Restaurants/Lounges: Food Glorious (and Sometimes Slightly Questionable) Food
Okay, the restaurants. This is where things really got interesting. The hotel has a decent selection, ranging from an a la carte restaurant to a buffet. (I'm a sucker for a buffet, despite the questionable food quality sometimes).
I tried the buffet, and let's just say the Asian breakfast options were a highlight. My mouth waters just thinking about the crispy spring rolls and the savory congee. Their Asian cuisine in restaurant was a saving grace. On the other hand, the Western breakfast? Well, it was passable at best. The scrambled eggs tasted suspiciously like they'd been brewed in a vat of sadness.
There's a poolside bar: perfect for a margarita. The Happy Hour deals? Solid. They also list a snack bar – good for a quick fix, though nothing to write home about but it's nice to have. One of the best things about this place is the coffee/tea in restaurant, I like a strong cup of coffee anytime.
They also offered alternative meal arrangements (for those of us with dietary restrictions, a blessing), which is always a plus.
Wheelchair Accessibility for Dining: I observed that the dining areas appeared to have sufficient space for maneuvering wheelchairs, though I didn’t personally put this to the test.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Stomach's Verdict
You've got restaurants on-site, a bar, a poolside bar, and a snack bar. They even had room service [24-hour]. Bless. Honestly? That's a lifesaver. I indulged in a late-night pizza one night because, hey, vacation. The pizza wasn't award-winning, but it did the job!
The coffee at the coffee shop actually wasn't bad. That, in itself, is a victory these days.
Ways to Relax: Spa Dreams vs. Steam Room Realities
Ah, the spa. The promise of bliss. It had everything listed: Body scrub, Body wrap, Massage, Sauna, Spa/Sauna, and a Steamroom.
Now, let's talk about that steam room. It looked like it hadn't been updated since the early 90s. It had a faint smell of… well, I'm not entirely sure, but it wasn't exactly "freshly-steamed eucalyptus." I even found myself starting to wonder if the "steam" was actually just moist air!
The massage was decent. Nothing earth-shattering, but definitely helped me relax after a few days of hustle and bustle. After that bad experience the Sauna, which while basic, was at least functional. The foot bath was a nice touch.
Fitness Center & Swimming Pools: Sweat It Out (Or Just Lounge)
The Fitness center was on the smaller side, though it had the basics – treadmills, weights, etc. It was perfectly adequate.
There's a swimming pool [outdoor], and it does have a Pool with a view! What a marvel! It was quite the beauty. Imagine yourself on the patio, sipping a drink, and forgetting all your worries, or at least ignoring them for a few hours.
Overall, the spa and fitness facilities were decent—a good place to unwind.
Cleanliness & Safety: Are We Safe? (I Hope So)
Okay, let's address the elephant in the room: COVID-19.
They claim to be taking it seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Room sanitization between stays? They say so. Staff trained in safety protocol? I saw staff wearing marks, which is always a good sign, but I can't personally attest to their training. They also have Hand sanitizer widely available.
Rooms sanitized between stays: My room appeared clean, but I'm not a forensics expert. I didn't whip out a UV light to examine the bedspread.
They also offer Room sanitization opt-out available. (Which is great for someone who doesn’t care about the COVID-19).
The Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, and the Physical distancing of at least 1 meter were certainly on display.
The hotel's approach to safety was, shall we say, reassuring, but also a little bit… perfunctory. I could see they were going through the motions, but I didn't exactly feel like I was wrapped in a bubble of sterile perfection.
Rooms: The Good, The Bad, and the Questionable Décor Choices
The rooms! Ah, yes. The battleground of my sanity.
First, the good: Free Wi-Fi [in all rooms!]. It was actually reliable, and a necessity in today’s world. Air conditioning? Crucial. Blackout curtains? Glorious. Comfortable bed? Absolutely. Free bottled water? Always appreciated.
The okay: Air conditioning (worked fine, but was a little noisy), the refrigerator (kept my drinks cold), and the coffee/tea maker (basic, but functional).
Now, the weird: The décor. My room had a… unique aesthetic. Let's just say it leaned heavily into the "eclectic" category. Think, "Grandma's attic meets a cheap furniture store." I’ll leave it at that.
Available in all rooms: Here is a list of room amenities. Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.
Services and Conveniences: The Stuff That Makes Life Easier (or More Annoying)
They offer a boatload of services. Daily housekeeping? Excellent!Concierge? Helpful, but a little slow at times. Luggage storage? Convenient. Laundry service and Dry cleaning? Fantastic, especially if you’re traveling for an extended period.
Check-in/out [express]. – I did it on my own and it was hassle free.
Cash withdrawal and Currency exchange? Useful to have, but most of those services are available everywhere.
Internet Access: The internet, they boast of having free Wi-Fi! The **Internet [LAN]
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Alright, here we go. My Busan trip, Gwangan Stay Hotel edition. Buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't gonna be your perfectly manicured travel blog. This is the REAL DEAL.
Day 1: Arrival & Sushi Bliss (Maybe?)
- 14:00 - Arrival at Gimhae International Airport (PUS). Oh boy, international travel. Always a gamble. Remembered my passport? Check. Actually packed anything besides a suitcase full of "essentials" (read: multiple pairs of black leggings and a travel journal I'll never touch)? Maybe. Customs wasn't too bad, though the Korean immigration officer gave me a look that said, "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Fair question, honestly.
- 15:00 - Taxi to Gwangan Stay Hotel. Found a taxi, which was an adventure in itself. Apparently, my Korean skills (read: none) weren't cutting it. Eventually, hand gestures and a lot of pointing got me to Gwangan Stay. The hotel? Cute! A bit smaller than I expected, and the "city view" from my room is… well, let's just say it's a view. It’s a view of a very nice building. I guess I can't complain, but it is a bit… underwhelming.
- 16:00 - Check in & Room Shenanigans. Wandering through the lobby, which is a small yet very adorable place. The staff seemed nice, though communication was a little tricky. My room? Surprisingly clean. That's already a win! I'm obsessed with the tiny little details, like the shampoo bottles are shaped like little bears! I'm going to collect them.
- 17:00 - Exploring Gwanganli Beach. Okay, so I had this grand plan to immediately hit the beach. Get some perfect Insta-worthy shots, soak up the sun, the whole shebang. Except… the wind. Oh my god, the wind! It was fierce. My hair was a disaster, and I’m pretty sure I swallowed half the ocean. The Gwangalli Bridge, though? Stunning! Really, really stunning.
- 19:00 - Sushi Hunt (and potential meltdown). This was the big one. I was starving. Found a sushi place nearby, which looked amazing online. The menus were all in Korean, and I was trying to use Google translate to find English, but I was not sure. Ordering was a comedy of errors. Pointing, miming, desperate pleading with my stomach. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I got… something. It looked like sushi… but I think it was mostly rice. And the fish? Hmmm, let's call it "adventuresome."
- 20:30 - Retreat and Regret. Back at the hotel. Sulking a bit. Maybe I should have just gotten instant ramen from the convenience store. I'm not gonna' lie, I ordered a pizza from my phone. The food was a disappointment. Everything just felt… off. Maybe the travel fatigue hit me hard.
Day 2: Coffee, Culture, and a Bridge (Again)
- 08:00 - Breakfast & Regret (Part II). Hotel breakfast! Free! Score! Except… it was mostly toast and mystery spreads. I did find a delicious orange juice. I wonder where it came from.
- 10:00 - Exploring Haeundae. A taxi ride to Haeundae Beach, because why not? It's further out but supposed to be amazing. The sea was calmer there. The view of the sky was amazing.
- 11:00 - Coffee Therapy. Found a nice little cafe - got a latte and just sat and watched people and the sea. I love people-watching. Found some solace in the caffeine and the view. It got me back on track mood-wise.
- 13:00 - Gamcheon Culture Village. Alright, time for some culture. The Gamcheon Culture Village is like a rainbow explosion on a hill. So many colors, so many stairs! I’m pretty sure I almost passed out, but it was worth it. The artwork, the vibes, everything was just… awesome.
- 15:00 - More Bridge! The Gwangalli Bridge in all its glory. I came back to Gwanganli Beach because it was a nice walk. It's a really nice walk. I just watched the bridge - it's very, very pretty.
- 16:00 - Getting Lost (and Loving It). Walking along the beach. I'm sure I'm doing as some call a "stroll." I just let myself wander, getting lost in the little alleyways. Found a tiny art gallery, bought a postcard, and felt a tiny spark of joy.
- 19:00 - Dinner - Back to Ramen. Tonight, I'm keeping it simple. Convenience store ramen, a bottle of soju I have no idea how to drink, and Netflix. I deserve it.
- 21:00 - Reflection & Journaling. In the journal I vowed to use. I wrote about the day, the good, the bad, the sushi-related trauma. I realize that maybe I'm trying to do too much. Tomorrow? Maybe I'll just sit on the beach with a book. Or not. Who knows!
Day 3: Market Madness & Departure
- 09:00 - Jagalchi Fish Market. A total sensory overload. The fish market. The smell! The fish. All the things. It's chaotic, it's lively, it's a sight to behold. I wandered around, gawking at the… everything. I considered eating some raw octopus - then remembered my sushi experience from Day 1 and chickened out.
- 11:00 - Nampodong Shopping District. Okay, so I'm a bit of a shopaholic. I'll admit it. Nampodong was my haven. Clothes, cosmetics, street food. Spent a little too much money. No regrets!
- 13:00 - Lunch & Street Food Spree. More street food! The kimbap was amazing, though I'm not sure what the thing was I kept spitting out. But otherwise, amazing. Absolutely fantastic.
- 15:00 - Last Glimpse. Last walk along the beach. Really, really, really stunning.
- 16:00 - Taxi to Gimhae International Airport (PUS). Goodbye Busan! Farewell, Gwangalli! This time, I didn't forget my passport.
- 19:00 - Flight Home. Exhausted, happy, and already planning my return. This trip wasn't perfect, but it was mine. And that's all that matters.
So, there you have it. My slightly messy, but incredibly human, Busan adventure. Busan, you were a blast. And Gwangan Stay Hotel, thanks for providing the cozy base camp for my somewhat chaotic exploration. Now, I'm off to bed. I need sleep. And maybe a new pair of black leggings.
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Okay, fine. What IS this thing anyway? Like, what are we even *doing* here?
Ugh, good question. Even *I* sometimes wonder that. It's like... a collection of... well, *stuff*. Random musings? Maybe a half-formed philosophical quest? Look, I'm not the best at structure. But if you’re looking for a perfectly ordered answer, go find a robot. This is more like… a very messy brain dump. Consider it a digital decluttering, but instead of getting rid of old clothes, we’re tossing out anxieties and half-baked ideas. Honestly, sometimes I'm just as lost as you are. We're in this together, I guess. And hopefully we both come out the other side with *something*.
Seriously, what are the *rules*? Is there a point to any of this?
Rules? Honey, chaos is the rule around here. (And let's be honest, chaos is the rule in *most* places these days.) There's no grand design. No master plan. Just me, my keyboard, and a bottomless cup of lukewarm coffee. The point? Good question! Maybe figuring out how to navigate this insane world, one half-formed thought at a time. Or maybe just to vent. Honestly, it varies. I make no promises. If that’s not your jam, no hard feelings. This ride isn't for everyone. (My therapist’s already told me that, too.)
Okay, fine, let’s get specific. I’m feeling... stuck. What’s your advice? (Even though I probably won't take it.)
Stuck, huh? Welcome to the club! First, take a deep breath. Seriously. Inhale that sweet, sweet air. Now, look around. What’s REALLY bugging you? Is it work? Relationships? That weird rash that won't go away? Identify the enemy. Then, and this is the hard part... do *something* about it. Even a baby step. Want to make a friend at work? Just say "hi" and ask about their weekend. Don't overthink it. Trust me, I know. Speaking of trust, (insert random unrelated thought here, as is my way) You can’t trust *everyone* these days. But also, try not to close yourself off. It’s a tightrope walk, but you gotta try. Ugh, I hate giving advice. Makes me feel all... responsible!
How do you deal with, you know... *everything*? The existential dread, the constant news cycle, the fact that I can't find my socks?
Oh, honey. Don’t even get me STARTED on the socks! Seriously, where DO they go? I suspect a rogue black hole. As for the rest… I mostly laugh, then cry, then eat a whole bag of chips. Repeatedly. And sometimes, I just… unplug. Turn off the news. Put down the phone. Go for a walk in nature (if you can, and bonus points if you find a really pretty flower). Or listen to some music. Or make a really messy art project (I just splattered paint on a canvas the other day, and it was SO satisfying). And sometimes, I just sit and stare out the window, and let all the feelings wash over me. It's not always pretty, but it's… *real*. (And if all else fails, chocolate.) Look, I’m not saying I have the answers. I’m just winging it, like the rest of us. And maybe that’s the point.
You seem... passionate? What are you *passionate* about?
Oh, boy. Okay, here we go. First and foremost, coffee. Seriously, the fuel of my soul. And books. And cats. And the feeling of the sun on my skin. And… (trails off, distracted by a butterfly outside the window). Wait, was that a Monarch? So beautiful! Okay, deep breath. I'm passionate about trying new things. I actually *tried* knitting last week! It was a total disaster. I mean, I have a ball of yarn that looks like a hairball from a very confused cat. But I *tried*! And that, my friends, that's what counts. And I’m fiercely passionate about kindness, even when it’s hard, because let's be honest, the world needs a lot more of that. (And dark chocolate. Definitely dark chocolate.) Oh! And getting to know random people online. I find it really exciting.
Do you ever worry about, like, messing up? Or judgment from others?
Ugh. Every. Single. Day. I'm practically a professional worrier. I mean, this whole thing? It's a mess! I overthink everything I type. I re-read every sentence like a million times, hoping I didn't say something totally stupid or that sounded ridiculous. The judgment? Oh, it stings. It can really get to you. But, you know what? I'm trying. That has to be enough. And frankly... who cares? Some people will get it. Some people won‘t. And honestly? Both are totally fine. (I still worry though…a lot). And sometimes, I remember this one time, when I was in high school, trying out for the cheerleading squad. **ANECDOTE TIME!** I was HORRIBLE. I'm talking, tripping over my own feet, forgetting the routine entirely, the whole shebang. The mean girls were *eating it up*. I was mortified. I wanted to run away and bury my head in the sand. But, you know what? I learned a valuable lesson that day (besides the fact that I should probably stick to the back row)... I survived. And laughing about it later (with my best friend, who was also mortified, but mostly laughing *at* me) made it all worth it. It’s okay to stumble. It’s okay to fall. It’s okay to make a complete fool of yourself. It's how you get back up that matters. And now, here I am, spilling my guts to the internet. So, yeah. I’m dealing. Mostly.
What's the *worst* part of all this?
Honestly? The silence. The feeling that I'm just shouting into a void sometimes. It's like, you pour your heart out, and...crickets. (Unless you, you know, actually *respond*. Then that's the best part!) That's why knowing there's someone, *anyone*, on the other side of this digital wall is the best. It makes all the awkwardness, the self-doubt, the constant editing,Hotel Radar Map
