**Hotel O Royal Treat Cuttack: Your Luxurious Odisha Escape Awaits!**
Hotel O Royal Treat Cuttack: Real Talk Review - Is This Odisha Escape Worth It? (Spoiler: Maybe!)
Okay, so I just got back from a whirlwind tour of Odisha, which, let me tell you, is a sensory explosion. And at the heart of my Cuttack adventure? The Hotel O Royal Treat Cuttack: Your Luxurious Odisha Escape Awaits!. They say "luxurious," right? Let's see if that's not just marketing fluff. Buckle up, it's gonna be a bumpy ride, just like my attempts at navigating the local auto-rickshaws.
(First Impression - The Arrival & Accessibility)
First things first: Accessibility. Now, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I am perpetually exhausted (adulting is a beast). So, the elevator? HUGE win. The website claims to have facilities for disabled guests, which is good to know, though I didn't personally scrutinize those aspects. Getting to the place was pretty straightforward, thank goodness. Taxi service was available, or you can arrange for an Airport transfer. That's a lifesaver after a long flight, believe me. Dealing with Indian traffic after a red-eye? No, thank you. The parking situation looked decent, with both Car park [free of charge] and Car park [on-site] options.
(Cleanliness & Safety - The All-Important Pandemic Stuff)
Alright, let's talk COVID. Honestly, my anxiety levels are already sky-high, so this is where I really pay attention. They do seem to be taking things seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products are supposedly used, which is reassuring. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Sounds good on paper. They even offer the Room sanitization opt-out available, which, frankly, I didn't utilize, because, hello, pandemic! Hand sanitizer was readily available, and the staff wore masks, which is a basic expectation, but still appreciated. They have Staff trained in safety protocol. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter… harder to enforce, but I saw some attempts. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items is crucial. Safe dining setup. These are all good signs, seriously.
(Room - The Sanctuary (Or Not))
My room? Okay, let's dissect this. Air conditioning? Praise the sweet, sweet deities of comfort! It was essential (literally). Free Wi-Fi? Thank you, internet gods! And yes, it’s Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! I even had a Desk (which I mostly used to pile up my snacks). A Refrigerator (crucial for those late-night cravings for mango lassi I may or may not have indulged in). Complimentary tea and a Coffee/tea maker - perfect, because I'm a caffeine fiend.
The Bed was comfortable – pretty important for sleep, right? The Bathroom was functional, with basic Toiletries. Bathtub, Separate shower/bathtub. Hot water worked (THANK GOODNESS!). Linens were clean. There was a Safe box (always a good thing). Air conditioning, Air conditioning in public area I already mentioned, and Bathrobes. The Slippers were a nice touch. Blackout curtains? Yes! Crucial for sleeping past sunrise. In-room safe box. Non-smoking? Yes. So far so good.
Minor Glitches Though…
The Mirror in my room? Tiny. I had to basically stand on my tip-toes to see myself. Interconnecting room(s) available. Don’t know if wanted it. The Alarm clock was a bit of a mystery (seriously, who reads instruction manuals?), and the Satellite/cable channels were… well, let’s just say the selection was limited. Additional toilet. I didn't see it. Clothes closet was normal.
(Dining, Drinking, & Snacking - Food, Glorious Food!)
Now for the good stuff: Food. Restaurants! They had several, which is a major plus. I'm not going to lie, the buffet breakfast (Breakfast [buffet]) was my personal high point. Breakfast service, Asian breakfast, Western breakfast. It was a glorious spread, with everything from crispy dosas to fluffy pancakes (and enough coffee to fuel a small army). Coffee/tea in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant were all available. Desserts in restaurant, Salad in restaurant, Soup in restaurant. Everything was pretty tasty. They have a Bar, but, full disclosure, I'm not a big drinker. They did have a Poolside bar so if you have that interest Happy hour. They provided Bottle of water. Room service [24-hour]? This is a lifesaver when you're fighting off jet lag at 3 AM and craving a samosa (which may have happened). They provide Breakfast in room, Breakfast takeaway service I wanted to order a Desserts in restaurant, Salad in restaurant, Soup in restaurant, but A la carte in restaurant wasn’t available that day.
(Things to Do & Ways to Relax - Or Trying To)
Okay, relaxation. That’s the goal, right? They have a Swimming pool [outdoor]. I saw it, it looked inviting, but I managed to avoid it (I have a history of awkward swimming). They also have a Fitness center, plus a Spa/sauna. And they provided Massage which I tried. A quick body scrub sounded like a great idea (Body scrub). Body wrap didn't sound so fun, so I skipped it. And a Foot bath sounded more relaxing. Pool with view. Sauna? Steamroom? I could have used them.
(Services & Conveniences - The Extras)
Concierge service was available to help me with my Daily housekeeping. The Front desk [24-hour] was helpful. Laundry service was a lifesaver, especially after I spilled that entire mango lassi down my front. Luggage storage. Cash withdrawal available. Cashless payment service was a bonus. Elevator was mentioned. Even Invoice provided. Dry cleaning was also available, but I stuck to the laundry service, because, again… the lassi incident.
(For the Kids)
I don't have kids, but they do have Babysitting service and facilities are Family/child friendly. The Kids meal is provided.
(Getting Around & Other Essentials)
Taxi service. Car park [on-site]. Car park [free of charge]. The Car power charging station isn't important to me.
(Final Verdict & The "Worth It" Factor)
Alright, so is the Hotel O Royal Treat Cuttack your luxurious Odisha escape? It’s a qualified yes. It's not perfect; there were a few minor hiccups (like that tiny mirror!), but it has a lot going for it. It's clean (crucial right now), the staff is friendly, the food is good, and the rooms are comfortable and have Air conditioning. The location is convenient. The Internet connection was generally reliable. The Fitness center and Massage options were a major plus.
Here's the Deal - My Personal Recommendation (and a special little offer!):
If you're looking for a comfortable, convenient base to explore Cuttack and the surrounding areas of Odisha, definitely consider the Hotel O Royal Treat. I'd rate it a solid 4 out of 5 stars.
To make your experience even sweeter, I'm going to create a fake "special offer" to tempt you:
BOOK NOW & GET:
- A free upgrade to a room with a bigger mirror! (okay, maybe not, but we can dream)
- 20% off all spa treatments! (Yay, relaxation!)
- A complimentary welcome drink (because, let's face it, you'll need it after navigating Indian traffic!)
- Free Wi-Fi for your entire stay!
Just use the code "ODISHAEXPLORER" when you book!
So, go on, treat yourself. Odisha awaits!
Bali's Paradise Found: 6BR Private Villa with Stunning Acacia Garden Views!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your sanitized, perfectly-packaged travel brochure. This is my Cuttack adventure, in all its glorious, messy, and caffeine-fueled glory. This whole thing is based around a stay at Hotel O Royal Treat, so consider this… my Royal Treat report!
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread… with a Side of Samosas
10:30 AM: Arrived in Cuttack. The airport? Let's just say it was… intimate. Felt like I landed in someone's very well-decorated waiting room. Taxi driver (who, bless him, thought my attempts at Odia were hilarious) navigated the chaos like a seasoned matador. I, on the other hand, felt like a confused bull.
12:00 PM: CHECK-IN at Hotel O Royal Treat. The lobby? Gorgeous! Marble floors, a chandelier that probably cost more than my car, and a lingering scent of incense, which, I have to admit, immediately calmed my frazzled nerves. The receptionist, though, bless her heart, seemed slightly bewildered by my arrival. Jet lag, maybe? Or perhaps my frantic search for the Wi-Fi password ("I NEED to upload this selfie, my Instagram followers demand it!").
1:00 PM: Lunch at the hotel restaurant. They had a buffet. A massive buffet. I, being the glutton I am, decided to sample everything. The biryani was heavenly. The paneer… okay, it was a bit rubbery. But hey, it’s all part of the experience, right? Followed it with an ice cream that melted faster than my resolve to resist another plate of samosas. Oh, the samosas. Gods, they were perfect. Seriously, I think I may have had a crisis of faith when I realized I could not eat all the samosas.
2:00 PM: The room! Decent. Spacious. Air conditioning that actually worked (thank the gods!). Then I saw the view. A wall. Yep, my window looked directly onto a brick wall. Cue existential crisis number one. "Is this all there is?" I muttered. "Am I doomed to stare at brick for the next four days?" (Spoiler alert: The answer was no.)
3:00 PM: Strolled around the hotel, feeling the general vibe. It's… well, it's a hotel. Clean, efficient, but lacking that something. I'm starting to think it needs a cat. Or maybe just a very enthusiastic bellhop. I'm a sucker for a bellhop, you know?
4:00 PM: Walked to the local market. Chaos. Utter, beautiful, fragrant chaos. The smells! Spices, flowers, something indefinable but delicious. The noise! Car horns, vendors shouting, children laughing. I navigated the throngs like a seasoned pro (or at least I thought so until I tripped over a banana peel). Picked up some bangles. Really cheap. Really shiny. Really, really perfect.
6:00 PM: Evening tea and reflection at the hotel. The tea was okay, but the introspection was pure gold. Contemplated my life choices. Realized I'd forgotten my travel adapter (D'OH!). Sent an increasingly desperate text to my friend back home begging for rescue.
7:00 PM: Dinner. More buffet! More samosas! More internal conflict about the paneer. This time, I ate the entire damn thing. No regrets.
8:00 PM: Slept. Exhausted. But happy-ISH.
Day 2: The Silver City and the Holy River with a Mild Stomach Ache
9:00 AM: Breakfast. The breakfast buffet. The samosas had deserted the buffet. Utter despair.
10:00 AM: Local sight-seeing (Driver was late. That's okay. It's India, I've completely accepted the fact that things are 'on-Indian-time'. It's part of the charm, right? Besides I’ve already forgotten the name of the destination.) The first place was a bit underwhelming. I think it was historical, I'm sure it was significant. The heat was stifling. This is where the mild stomach ache decided to kick in. Ugh.
12:00 PM: I'd heard about the river. The Mahanadi! Supposedly, it's the second largest peninsular river in India. Looked up information on Wikipedia: "The Mahanadi River of India is also known as the Ganga of Odisha." Okay. I was expecting this to be one of those moments. A bit of drama. A bit of reflection on the meaning of life. I got sunburnt and slightly water poisoned. Turns out, the river is more… practical. A working river. Full of people, boats, activity. Yes, it's sacred. Yes, there are temples. But it's also where people wash their clothes, sell their wares, and cool off from the relentless Cuttack sun. It was a fantastic experience, but also deeply humbling. I was very, very aware of my first-world privilege. And I probably shouldn’t have drunk that water.
2:00 PM: Lunch. The stomach ache was getting worse. The hotel provided something bland. I think it was rice. I ate it. I tried not to think about it. Tried desperately not to think about the river. The stomach ache. The heat. My lack of sunscreen…
3:00 PM: Back at the hotel. Forced myself to drink endless cups of ginger tea (thank the gods). Watched some Bollywood movies on TV, which I don't understand but found strangely comforting.
6:00 PM: Stumbled down to the hotel restaurant for dinner. More buffet. This time, I cautiously eyed the samosas. They were there. Glorious. But my stomach said, "NO." So, I ate plain rice and… wait for it… plain yogurt. This is not the me I know.
7:00 PM onwards: Huddled in my room, battling the stomach gremlins. Seriously, I think I spent the better part of the night in the bathroom. This is the stark reality of travel, my friends. The glamour is often followed by the gut rot.
Day 3: Recovering & Re-Emerging… and the Samosa Comeback!
9:00 AM: Breakfast. Barely. The thought of food was still… unpleasant. But then… the samosas. They were freshly made. Crispy. Golden. And… against all better judgment… I ate one. Then another. And another. My stomach… held. Maybe the ginger tea had worked its magic.
10:00 AM: Decided to be brave and take a swim in the hotel pool. The water was cool, the sun was warm… and I realized I'd forgotten my swimsuit. That's the sign of a true travel expert, folks!
11:00 AM: Managed to sneak down to the local market for a second assault. Bought way too many bangles. And a silk scarf the color of a sunset. (The salesman was persistent. I'm weak. But I got a great deal!)
1:00 PM: Lunch! This time, I went for something a little lighter. Chicken tikka. The tikka was… magnificent. The tummy was happy! Success!
2:00 PM: Explored more of the hotel. Found a small garden. Sat there, listening to the birds, and feeling… content. The brick wall outside my window didn't seem quite so menacing.
4:00 PM: Had a massage. My shoulders were screaming. The masseuse was tiny but fierce. She worked wonders. Bliss.
6:00 PM: A pre-dinner samosa (I'm not a complete monster! I had one!). Then, I went and sat in the lobby, watching the world go by. The constant hum of activity, the chatter, the comings and goings. It’s chaotic, but also… alive.
7:00 PM: Dinner. A proper dinner this time! Chicken curry, rice… and, yes, another samosa. But I earned it. I freaking earned it.
8:00 PM: Packing. Ugh. The least enjoyable part of any trip. However, I'd learned a few things: always carry sunscreen, never trust a river, and always make room for samosas.
Day 4: Departure & Reflections over a Final Samosa
9:00 AM: Breakfast! You know the drill…Samosas!
10:00 AM: Hotel Check-out. The desk staff even managed a small smile this time! Maybe they'd gotten used to me. Or maybe they were happy to see the back of me.
11:00 AM: Taxi to the airport. Said goodbye to the hotel. I think I’m gonna miss it, even with the brick wall. It was a home base. A refuge. A place to eat samosas.
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