Unbelievable NYC Getaway: Marriott Vacation Club Luxury Awaits!
Unbelievable NYC Getaway: Marriott Vacation Club Luxury Awaits! - A Review That's Actually Real (Mostly)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a whirlwind trip to NYC, and let me tell you, the "Unbelievable NYC Getaway: Marriott Vacation Club Luxury Awaits!" – well, it mostly lived up to the hype. (Spoiler alert: there were a few minor hiccups, but hey, that's life, right?)
First Impressions (and the Accessibility Angle):
Okay, first things first. I'm giving major props to Marriott for actually thinking about accessibility. My Aunt Mildred uses a wheelchair, and finding genuinely accessible hotels in NYC is like finding a unicorn riding a Citi Bike. This place… well, it was WAY better than expected. Wheelchair accessible, check. Elevator, check. Facilities for disabled guests, yup, looked like they definitely had them. (Though I didn't personally need 'em, I did see a few folks using the ramps and elevators with ease.) Finding the front desk was easy, it was 24/7 and the staff was always friendly, though the check-in wasnt as smooth as it could be. There was also a doorman and concierge, which I found was super helpful when I was having trouble finding a theater.
The Good Stuff - Razzle Dazzle and Relaxation:
Let's get to the glitz and glam, shall we? Because that's what we're really here for, right?
- The Room: Okay, the rooms! They were sparkling. Like, someone had clearly spent a lot of time with anti-viral cleaning products. I'm talking rooms sanitized between stays, the whole shebang. The air conditioning worked like a charm, especially since it was sweltering outside! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (HUGE! And it actually worked, unlike some places where you're left staring at a spinning wheel of death.) Plus, some nice touches like bathrobes and slippers - a must after a long day of pounding the pavement. The bed was comfy as heck and had blackout curtains, which were a lifesaver for sleeping in after a late night. I had a view, and high floor views are incredible! And let's not forget the complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker. The sofa was perfect for collapsing onto after shopping and the in-room safe box helped me feel secure.
- Relaxation Station: This is where Marriott really shines. They have a spa/sauna - I'm talking sauna, steamroom, and the whole nine yards. I spent a good chunk of my time in there, de-stressing from all the city noise. They have a pool with a view, which is always a bonus, especially in a place like NYC, where space is a premium. Plus, a fitness center, so you can try to burn off all those delicious calories from…
- Food, Glorious Food: Okay, so the dining situation was a mixed bag. Like, really mixed. They have a bunch of restaurants, a coffee shop, and a snack bar. Sometimes it felt too much. I was excited for the buffet in the restaurant but on some days the buffet in restaurant was not so great, I was however, more impressed with the Asian cuisine in restaurant! But I have to say, the poolside bar was a winner. Perfect for those "I need a cocktail" moments. I enjoyed the happy hour which made my wallet a little more friendly. The room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver on a few nights when I just couldn't face another restaurant. In the morning I really did like the breakfast [buffet]. I was also able to get breakfast in room some days, it was a treat.
The Little Annoyances (Because Let's Keep it Real):
Okay, here's where things got a little wobbly.
- Internet (the dark side): Yeah, the free Wi-Fi in the room? Awesome. The Internet in the lobby? Less awesome. It was spotty at times. Thankfully, the internet access - wireless in the room was solid.
- Food (let's be honest): The quality of the food at the buffet was hit-or-miss. One day, the scrambled eggs were perfect. The next? Let's just say they were… not. I am not here to criticize, ok?
- Miscellaneous Gripes: The daily housekeeping was good, but sometimes they forgot to replace the towels. And I wished the air conditioning in public area was more consistently cool.
Cleanliness & Safety: A Necessary Nod (Especially Now):
Marriott got high marks for cleanliness. They had all the right stuff: Anti-viral cleaning products, rooms sanitized between stays, daily disinfection in common areas. I felt pretty safe. They also had hand sanitizer everywhere, and all the staff (who were well-trained) wore masks. I noticed the safe dining setup and a safe dining setup.
The Offer (Why You Need This Getaway NOW):
Okay, here's the deal: despite the minor blips, this hotel is a winner, especially for the price. I'm gonna channel my inner sales guru now.
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Indonesian Paradise: Your Private Pool Villa Awaits (V405)
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into a week of pure, unadulterated New York City-ness with a Marriott Vacation Club stay. Forget perfect itineraries, this is gonna be a glorious, messy, and hopefully hilarious adventure. And yes, I'm already kinda stressed about packing, but let's just… breathe. Deep breath. Okay, here we go:
Marriott Vacation Club, New York City: A Week of Chaos and Delight
Day 1: Airport Jitters and Pizza Dreams
- Morning (Somewhere between 5 AM and NOON): Ugh, the airport! Whoever invented airports should be forced to live in one. Constant announcements, overpriced coffee, and the sheer panic of "Did I remember to pack everything?". My flight's allegedly at 8:00 AM, but knowing me, I'll be there by 6, hyperventilating. (Side note: I swear I left my passport on the counter. Nope. Just a particularly vivid nightmare).
- Afternoon (Post-Flight Apocalypse): Landed! Hooray! Except, getting out of JFK feels like escaping a particularly bureaucratic trap. Finally emerge, squinting in the sunlight, and grab that dreaded yellow cab (am I that stereotype now?). The drive into the city is a sensory overload – sirens, yellow taxis, too much honking, and buildings that reach for the heavens.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (Marriott Check-in & Room Revelations): Arrive at the Marriott. Praying the room isn't facing a brick wall. (Narrator: it wasn't, thank god). Breathe a sigh of relief. Showering after travel is the best feeling ever.
- Evening (Pizza Pilgrimage): First stop: PIZZA. Gotta have the quintessential NYC experience right off the bat. I've heard whispers of a place called… Joe's Pizza? Or was it John's of Bleecker Street? Ugh, the pressure! Research. Stalking online reviews. I’m torn, but let's be real, wherever I land, it's going to be heaven on a plate. I will eat pizza until I can't move. I will. (Maybe even order two whole pies.)
Day 2: Tourist Traps, Art Attacks, and Central Park Fiascos
- Morning (Grand Central & Empire State Regret): Okay, touristy day. Starting with Grand Central Terminal. It's beautiful, majestic, and probably packed with a million other tourists. (I will, inevitably, get lost there at some point.) Then, the Empire State Building. Sigh. The views must be worth the wait (and the inevitable elevator claustrophobia). I’m bracing for the lines. I’m mentally preparing for the hordes of people holding selfie sticks.
- Afternoon (Museum Mania): Gotta soak up some culture. The Met? MoMA? Guggenheim? Ugh, decisions, decisions! I can spend hours lost in a museum, wandering around, feeling profoundly moved (or just incredibly hungry). Will I understand the modern art? Probably not. Will I judge it anyway? Absolutely. (The Guggenheim, I’m looking at you.)
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (Central Park Shenanigans): Central Park. Ah, the green lung of the city. My plan is to meander through the park, possibly rent a bike (and likely fall off). Then, I will definitely try to find that iconic bench from When Harry Met Sally. The pure romanticism! Or, you know, feel intensely single, depends on the vibe.
- (Rambling aside): Okay, here's the thing: I’m easily distracted. While in central park, I'll probably stop and take pictures of the squirrels. Maybe sit under a tree and daydream. Most likely, I will get lost. Again.
- Evening (Broadway Bliss (Hopefully)): Tonight, I am going to a Broadway show. Hopefully, the tickets I bought aren't a total scam. I’m expecting to feel like I'm in a movie. I will sing, I will dance (in my head, mostly), and I will probably cry at some point, even if the show's about a grumpy talking cat.
Day 3: Brooklyn Bridge Dreams, Foodie Frenzy, and Regrets…Maybe
- Morning (Brooklyn Bridge Walk): The Brooklyn Bridge walk. The goal is to start early but knowing me, I'll press the snooze button… a lot. Okay, let's try and be optimistic. I'll start early (ish), breathe in that crisp air, and snap a million photos like a proper tourist. But the question is, I’m torn: do I walk across the bridge, or rent a bike? Ah, decisions, decisions.
- Afternoon (Smorgasburg & Food Coma Incoming): Food tour time! Brooklyn. I have to go to Smorgasburg. It’s a food paradise! Imagine the glorious smells… Oh dear. So many choices, so little stomach space. I'll probably overeat (again), regret my choices (briefly), and then dive back in for more. This is the most thrilling part of the trip for me.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (Williamsburg Wanderings): Exploring Williamsburg - The trendy hipster heaven of Brooklyn. I'll wander through the streets, admire the street art, and try not to roll my eyes at the price of artisanal coffee. Okay, I'll probably buy it anyway. It's for the experience, right?
- Evening (Regret and Pizza Redux): Back to the hotel for a brief nap. Or at least a lie down. Then the regret kicks in. Did I overdo it on the food? Most likely. Should I have worn different shoes? Probably. But hey, I’m in New York! Pizza for round two? YES.
Day 4: Greenwich Village Vibes, Bookstore Bliss, and Secret Speakeasies
- Morning (Greenwich Village Exploration): Wandering the charming streets of Greenwich Village. The history, the music, that classic Friends apartment building… (Okay, maybe I'll pose for a photo in front of it. Judge me.)
- Afternoon (Bookstore Heaven): A pilgrimage to a legendary bookstore like Strand. The sheer volume of books—thousands of them—will overwhelm me, and I will undoubtedly spend hours browsing. I will get lost in the aisles, inhale the scent of old paper, and emerge with a bag full of books I may never read. But it's the idea of reading them, the potential, that's the real thrill.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (Speakeasy Search): I'm a total sucker for a good speakeasy. The mystery, the dim lighting, the prohibition-era cocktails… Perfection. The hunt is half the fun. Finding the hidden entrance is an adventure in itself. I will absolutely feel like a secret agent, and probably spill my drink.
- Evening (Jazz Club Jams): Heading to a jazz club. The smokey atmosphere, the soulful music, the chance to pretend I know something about jazz… I’m hoping this will be a quintessential NYC experience. I will snap my fingers, tap my foot, and hope I don't fall asleep.
Day 5: Day Trip Dilemmas (or, Maybe Just Staying Put?)
- Morning (Day Trip?): Okay, I could do a day trip. The thought of going to the Hamptons is pretty appealing. Or maybe a charming town upstate. The problem? Traveling during the day. Ugh. Is the effort really worth it?
- Afternoon (Option 1: Relaxing at the Hotel) : Honestly, the idea of a leisurely afternoon at the Marriott's pool or, you know, just doing nothing is starting to sound pretty good. Maybe I'll catch up on sleep, watch some trashy TV, and re-charge my batteries.
- Afternoon (Option 2: More City Exploration): If I manage to get out of vacation mode - Maybe there's a museum I missed? A neighborhood I didn't explore? A store I forgot to visit?
- Evening (Dinner and Movie): Dinner at a nice restaurant and then, back to the hotel for a movie night. I will get to bed early, and mentally prepare for the final days of my trip.
Day 6: Last-Minute Shopping, Highline Hikes, and Farewell Feels
- Morning (Shopping Spree (or, Window Shopping)): Last-minute shopping. Or, at least, the attempt at last-minute shopping. I will probably wander aimlessly, overwhelmed by the choices, and end up buying a bunch of overpriced souvenirs. The reality is, I am likely to spend my shopping time window shopping.
- Afternoon (High Line Highs): Walking the High Line. This elevated park is beautiful, and I will love seeing the city from a different perspective. The views! The plants! Avoiding the crowds! (Fingers crossed.)
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (Farewell Dinner): The time has come, it is sad. After all this excitement I will need to say goodbye to the city. But
So, this "Unbelievable NYC Getaway"... REALLY Unbelievable? Like, did you win the lottery unbelievable?
Alright, alright, hold your horses. "Unbelievable" is a marketing word. Let's be real. Was it *life-altering*? No. Did I find a hidden treasure chest overflowing with gold? Also no. But... it was damn good. Like, "finally understand why people like staying in fancy hotels" good. I'd been dragging my feet to NYC for literally years, and this deal? It gave me the *push* I needed. So, "unbelievable" in the sense that it exceeded my (cynical) expectations? Yeah, maybe a *little* believable now. My cynicism almost missed out. Glad I didn't.
Marriott Vacation Club... timeshare vibes? Should I be scared? Or just loaded?
Okay, deep breaths. Yes, it's *technically* a timeshare. And yes, the presentation is *mandatory*. But here's the tea (and it's *piping* hot, don't burn your tongue): I braced myself for a hardcore sales pitch. I almost passed on it. And... it wasn't *that* awful. My advice? Go in prepared. Know your "NO." They're going to dangle the shiny carrot of vacation ownership. Just smile, nod, and repeat, "I have a budget. A very, very strict budget." They persisted, sure. That's their job. But the hotel room? Freaking *amazing*. The deal overall? Worth the *slightly* uncomfortable hour of pressure. Plus the free breakfast. Free breakfast is ALWAYS a win, even if it's followed by sales. (Note: This is MY personal experience, your mileage may vary. They *might* eat you alive. You've been warned. Proceed carefully, friends).
The Hotel Itself – Spill the Beans! What's the Vibe? Fancy? Stuffy? Or Just... Comfy with a City View?
Alright, so the location... oh, the *location*. Mine was near Times Square (yikes, I know, the *touristy nightmare* but hey, convenient!). And the hotel itself? Surprisingly NOT stuffy. Like, think modern chic meets "I can actually relax here." The rooms were HUGE. Seriously. I walked in and thought, "Did I accidentally book a penthouse?" (I didn't, sadly). The bed could swallow a small car. The bathroom? Clean enough to eat off the floor (not that I would, I'm not *that* adventurous). The city view? Gorgeous, especially at night. I sat staring out the window for a good… well, quite a while, actually. Almost missed dinner. Totally worth it. I’d almost trade my apartment just for that view.
Okay, Okay, the Room is Good, But What About Food? Did You Starve? Spend a Fortune on Bagels?
Food. Food. My eternal nemesis (and lover). Listen, NYC food can be… *expensive*. But! You *can* survive without selling a kidney. The free breakfast at the timeshare pitch was a lifesaver. Beyond that? Explore! Find a decent deli. Bagels are a MUST (duh). Happy hour deals are your friend. I stumbled upon this tiny Italian place that looked dodgy from the outside, but the pasta... oh, the pasta. Seriously, I still dream about it. Don’t be afraid to wander off the beaten path and look for local places - they are the best. And… okay, yes, I did splurge on ONE fancy dinner. Totally worth it. But I ate peanut butter sandwiches in my room most days just to compensate. Priorities, y'know?
The *Best* Part? What Absolutely KILLED IT for You?
Okay, *this* is where I REALLY get into it. The BEST part? Hands down… *the feeling*. That feeling of escaping the daily grind. Of being *pampered* (even if it was just by hotel staff and a very comfortable bed). Of wandering around a city that hums with energy, that *breathes*. Okay, the feeling and...the view. Seriously, that view from my room. I sat there, watching the city lights twinkle. I felt this sense of… freedom. I knew my life was going to continue (maybe). And for a few precious days, all my worries melted away. It was a real game-changer. I never thought I would be *that* person who appreciates a luxury hotel, but… here I am. Sold. Hook, line, and sinker. It was the *escape*. The *pause*. That’s what I needed.
The WORST Part? Anything Ruin the Dream? (Be Honest!)
Okay, fine. The worst part (besides the sales pitch, which I've already whined enough about) was probably… the jet lag. And the crowds. Oh, the *crowds*. Trying to navigate Times Square felt like being swept up in a human tide. And… okay, I'm going to admit it… I got a little lost. Okay, a *lot* lost. Google Maps saved me (praise be). Also, the bill at that fancy dinner? Ouch. But honestly? Minor inconveniences. The good outweighed the bad by a landslide I'd happily wade through again.
Speaking of crowds, how was the weather in NYC?
The weather... ah, Mother Nature's cruel joke. It was an absolute *rollercoaster*. One minute sunshine, the next, icy winds that threatened to steal my face. Then a drizzle that felt like it was determined to soak me to the bone. Then... a lovely sunset. Never leave your hotel without a coat. And an umbrella. And a hat. And maybe some waterproof boots. Basically, be prepared for *anything*. Except, you know, actual pleasant, consistent weather. Because, yeah, that's just not happening in NYC.
Would you do it again? Considering the timeshare thing and all?
Hmm… yes. Absolutely yes. Even with the sales pitch. (I'm already strategizing my "NO" for next time.) Because the payoff – the experience, the memories, the chance to just… *be* somewhere new and exciting – was worth it. Worth every penny. Worth every awkward interaction. Worth the jet lag. Worth the crowds. Worth it. Just… send me the next deal, already! And maybe a lottery ticket, too, while you'Hotel Radar Map
