Shirdi's BEST Executive Hotel: Ashoka Hotel Review & Booking!
Okay, buckle up, because we're about to dive headfirst into the Ashoka Hotel in Shirdi. Forget the polished brochures and picture-perfect reviews. I'm here to give you the real lowdown, the messy, wonderful truth, laced with a healthy dose of "Is it even worth it?" Let's go!
Shirdi's Ashoka Hotel: The Good, the Bad, and the "Wait, Did That Really Happen?"
First off, let’s be clear: Shirdi is all about Sai Baba. You’re here to pay respects (or at least, near–ish–ly pay respects), and that reality colors everything. So, with that in mind, is the Ashoka the right choice? Depends.
Accessibility & Safety: Feeling Safe, Feeling… Accessible-y?
Alright, so let's rip the band-aid off. Accessibility: They say they have Facilities for disabled guests. But, and this is a BIG but, I'm not in a wheelchair, so I can't personally vouch. I'd recommend calling them directly and pressing them on the details. Don't go on assumptions.
Safety & Cleanliness: Sanitized Sanity?
This is where Ashoka shines during… these times. They're obsessed with cleanliness, almost comically so. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas – you get the idea. They've got Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE. Seriously. My OCD-loving self was momentarily ecstatic. They boast of Rooms sanitized between stays, and you can even Room sanitization opt-out available if you’re feeling brave. Staff trained in safety protocol. It's impressive. In fact, the Hygiene certification definitely helped me relax. The commitment to safety felt genuine, not just a marketing gimmick. Cashless payment service is a bonus.
The Room: My Temporary Oasis (or Was It?)
Okay, let’s talk rooms. They’ve got a lot of the usual suspects: Air conditioning (essential in Shirdi!), Air Conditioning in public area, a Refrigerator (thank the heavens for cold water), Coffee/tea maker, and a surprisingly comfy Sofa. Blackout curtains! Glorious, glorious blackout curtains. You can wake-up service, which I didn't use. They have Complimentary tea, Free bottled water, the In-room safe box, Hair dryer, Towels, Toiletries, all the bits of necessities. The Internet access – wireless was good, thankfully. Internet access – LAN is also available.
The Dining Scene: Buffet Bonanza (or, Uh, Buffet Bellyache?)
Now, this is where things get…interesting. The Ashoka has a Restaurant scene, a Poolside bar, Coffee shop, Bar… you get the idea. Breakfast [buffet] is on offer and I was intrigued, and I was hungry. A la carte in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant, The Breakfast [buffet] had a decent spread. The Coffee/tea in restaurant was passable. But, let's just say the coffee wasn’t the strongest.
Spa, Pool, and Things to Relax: Seeking Serenity (or Just a Nap?)
The Swimming pool [outdoor] looked inviting, especially after a hot day. The Gym/fitness center was fairly well-equipped. I'm not much of a gym rat, but I peeked in and, okay, they were doing a good job. I am a sucker for a Spa, and they had a lovely spa and massage options, Spa/sauna. I gave the Body wrap a try. The feeling of the mud was heavenly and I could close my eyes and relax. The Sauna afterwards was also divine. It will melt away the stress.
Getting Around: Navigating the Shirdi Labyrinth
Airport transfer? Yes, they've got it. Car park [free of charge]? Bonus! Taxi service? Of course. They've made it pretty easy to get around.
Services and Conveniences: The Hidden Perks (and the Quirks)
The Concierge was actually really helpful, they helped a lot. Doorman (a nice touch, I think!) and Daily housekeeping. Laundry service. The ATM/Cash withdrawal was useful too. Oh, and they had a Souvenir shop!
For the Kids: Family-Friendly or Family-Frustrating?
They have Babysitting service, Kids facilities, and Kids meal. So, I think they're good for kids, yes.
What's the Catch? (Because There Always Is One!)
- The "Vibe": Okay, so it’s not a five-star resort. It’s more of a solid, well-run hotel.
- Minor Issue with a Bill (The Price of Chai!): The bill was a little off. It got sorted, but yeah, double-check.
The Verdict: Ashoka Hotel – To Book or Not to Book?
Yes, I would recommend the Ashoka. It’s clean, safe, and a good base for visiting Shirdi.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your average, sterile travel itinerary. This is a messy, glorious, utterly relatable account of my stay at the… drumroll… Hotel Ashoka Executive in Shirdi, India. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
Day 1: Arrival - Expectations vs. Reality (and a Mango Lassi to the Rescue)
Morning (or what passed for morning after that godawful 3 AM flight from Mumbai): Arrived in Shirdi. Let's just say the taxi ride felt like a scene out of Mad Max, but with more cows. Hotel Ashoka Executive… well, the pictures online were a bit optimistic. Let’s just say the lobby wasn’t quite the gleaming sanctuary I'd pictured, but hey, at least it had air conditioning, because good Lord, the heat!
Check-in Chaos: Honestly, the check-in process felt like I was auditioning for a role in a particularly bureaucratic play. Forms to fill, questions to answer, the guy behind the desk looking at me like I'd asked where to find the Holy Grail. But, bless his heart, he eventually handed over a key. Success!
Room Revelation: The room… it was functional. Clean enough, thankfully. The view? Well, let's say it overlooked a construction site that was currently engaged in a highly enthusiastic demolition derby. Charmingly rustic? Sure. Aesthetically pleasing? Debatable. But hey, at this point, I was just glad to have a roof over my head (and A/C!).
Lunch SOS (Save Our Stomach): The hotel restaurant! Or, as I like to call it, “The Unexpected Culinary Adventure.” Ordered a thali, because, you know, when in India. Let me tell you, some of it was phenomenal, like the dal. Divine! Other bits… well, let's just say my digestive system is still recovering. But the mango lassi? Oh. My. God. Saved. My. Life. Seriously, best mango lassi ever. I might have had three. Don't judge me.
Afternoon: Temple Time and the "Bhakti" Buzz: Okay, so visiting Sai Baba's temple was the whole reason for the trip. Getting there? A throng of people. Like, seriously a throng. Like, I think I brushed shoulders with a goat. The energy, though… electric. Powerful. Overwhelming. I got a bit choked up. I'm not even particularly religious, but there was just something in the air. The temple itself was beautiful, and I spent a good hour just soaking it all in, even though I felt like a sardine in a can at times.
Evening: Dinner Disaster and Bedtime Blunder: Back to the hotel for dinner. This time? I stuck with the familiar: plain old roti and plain old curd. Safe. Safe-ish. Bedtime? Attempted. But the noise from the construction site… let's just say earplugs became my new best friend.
Rambling Thoughts: I’m starting to understand why people come here. There’s a certain peace to be found in the chaos. Maybe it's the heat, making you slow down? Or maybe it’s just…different. And that different is, well, kind of freeing.
Day 2: Temple Again(ish), Shopping Snafus, and a Deep Dive into the Real India
- Morning (sort of): Woke up feeling like I’d wrestled a rhino. The construction noise was still raging. Coffee? Needed. Badly. Hotel breakfast? Okay, the Aloo Paratha was pretty good. The rest? Shrugs.
- Temple Round Two: Went back to the temple. This time, I focused on the small details, like how the light hits the intricate carvings. Found a quiet corner and just sat. Got a much better feel of what was happening. The crowds were still there, and while the pushing and shoving can be annoying, you just learn to go with the flow.
- Shopping Syndrome: Decided to check out the local market. Famous last words. Bargaining is an art form here folks. An art form I clearly haven’t mastered. One vendor looked at me like I'd insulted his ancestors when I tried to haggle. I ended up buying a scarf that probably cost about ten times what it was worth, but hey, at least it's pretty. And I got a good story out of it.
- Lunch of Champions: Found a tiny little hole-in-the-wall place a few blocks from the hotel. Best dosa and samosas I’ve ever eaten. The place was packed with locals, and the food? Cheap as chips. This is what everyone keeps talking about. This is the real India!
- Afternoon "Me" Time (or Attempt Thereof): Back to the hotel for a nap. Which was, sadly, interrupted by the relentless construction. The noise? I was fully expecting to see the walls of my room start to crumble.
- Evening: More Temple (because why not?) & the Midnight Munchies
- Back to the temple for evening prayer. Even more people! Even more intensity. And… a growing sense of peace. I found myself starting to be okay with the chaos.
- Back at the hotel, I was hit by what I can only describe as the midnight munchies. Went from "I'm probably going to eat something light" to "I NEED MORE mango lassi". I should start carrying a bag of chips in my pocket.
- More Rambling (because why not): I'm starting to realize that this trip is a lot like life itself. It's messy, it's noisy, it's chaotic, and sometimes, it feels like absolute madness. But amidst the chaos, there's beauty, there's kindness, and there's an incredible, vibrant energy. I'm going to come home changed, I feel it.
Day 3: Departure - Goodbyes, Good Riddance? Or Will I Miss this Place?
- Morning: Breakfast Redemption: Miraculously, the hotel breakfast wasn't a disaster. Actually quite enjoyed the masala omelet. Maybe they’re getting their act together?
- Final Temple Visit and Feeling the Moment: Sneaked in one last temple visit before heading to the airport. Just stood there for a moment, taking it all in.
- Taxi Terror (Part Two): The taxi ride back to the airport was, once again, a white-knuckle experience.
- Saying Goodbye? On the plane, looking back at the experiences, at everything that happened, well… I’m not sure I’m ready to leave. It's a bittersweet feeling. I'll definitely come back to India. Maybe even… someday… Shirdi again?
- Final Thoughts: Hotel Ashoka Executive? Not perfect. But it was my base camp, my haven, for this crazy, amazing adventure. And the mango lassi? Absolutely worth every single slightly-too-loud construction-filled night.
So, there you have it. My Shirdi experience. Imperfect, chaotic, and utterly unforgettable. And that, my friends, is how you do travel, right?
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Is Ashoka Hotel in Shirdi truly "Executive"? My expectations were... a bit high.
Tell me about the rooms. Are they clean? *Really* clean? Because let's be real, Shirdi can get… dusty.
What's the food like at Ashoka Hotel? Anything better than the usual hotel buffet fare?
Was the service helpful and efficient? (Be brutally honest!)
How's the location? Is it easy to get to the Sai Baba temple?
What about the Wi-Fi? (Is it reliable?! I neeeeeed to stay connected!)
Booking: Should I book directly or through a website like Booking.com? Any traps to avoid?
Would you stay at Ashoka Hotel again after your experience?
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