Unbelievable! SEVEN LUGARD Apartments Enugu: Luxury You Won't Believe Exists!
Unbelievable! SEVEN LUGARD Apartments Enugu: My Honest (and Slightly Chaotic) Review – Luxury That Actually Delivers!
Okay, folks, buckle up. Because I'm about to unleash on you my unvarnished, slightly frazzled, and ultimately thrilled review of SEVEN LUGARD Apartments in Enugu. Forget those perfectly polished travel blogs. This is real life, and let me tell you, finding genuine luxury in Nigeria can feel a bit like searching for a unicorn. But SEVEN LUGARD? They just might have found the magic.
First Impressions & The "OMG, This is REAL" Moment:
Pulling up to SEVEN LUGARD, I was, admittedly, a touch skeptical. I've seen the glitzy photos, the promises of “luxury” – only to be met with peeling paint and lukewarm showers. Not this time. The building itself is sleek, modern, and clean. Seriously, the gleam alone practically blinded me. The 24-hour security is a huge plus – those gates feel reassuring. And the doorman? Polite, efficient, and actually helpful. It's the little things, you know?
Accessibility – A Mixed Bag But Mostly Promising:
Now, I’m not a wheelchair user, but I did poke around. They’ve got an elevator, which is a huge win. Though I didn't see specific details about accessible rooms or facilities, the overall layout seems potentially friendlier than some other places I've been. (Important Note: Reach out to the hotel directly for detailed accessibility information if this is a key concern. I'm just a guest, not the Accessibility Inspector General!) There's also a dedicated car park (free – score!), which is a lifesaver in Enugu traffic. The exterior is well-lit and feels pretty safe.
Rooms: Paradise Found (Mostly!)
Okay, lemme get this straight. The room did indeed have air conditioning (crucial!), a proper comfortable bed (a rarity!), and a bathroom that didn't make me want to run screaming. The bathrobes were fluffy, the toiletries were actually decent (no cheap, watery shampoo!), and the water pressure? Glorious. I actually took a long shower – which I never do usually – and felt reborn.
- Things I Loved: The blackout curtains (slept like a baby!), the in-room safe (peace of mind!), and the complimentary bottled water (hydration is key!). They have a fridge for cooling drinks - an essential feature. They also have the high floor to keep you safe.
- Things I’d tweak: The internet, sometimes, wasn't the fastest. Though, they do offer free Wi-Fi in all rooms, and it usually was good. And, the alarm clock didn't work one day, even though the view from my big window was good. But hey, nobody's perfect, right?
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Food Glorious Food! (and a Bit of Adventure)
This is where SEVEN LUGARD really shines. The restaurant? Fantastic. They offered Asian dishes, International cuisine and Western dishes, which isn't always the case, with all of the cuisines. The breakfast buffet was a beautiful thing: a spread of everything from perfectly cooked omelets, to fresh fruits, to the most amazing coffee I’ve had in ages. They also do room service, which is a lifesaver when you're feeling lazy (guilty!). They have a coffee shop, and a poolside bar.
- My Epic Meal Moment: I ordered the pepper soup one night. I asked if the pepper soup was good or spicy, and the waiter said it was not spicy, but, boy, was it spicy! It was worth it, it was simply delicious!
- The Anecdote: One morning, grabbing a coffee, I witnessed a very polite argument over a particular type of pastry. It was so refreshingly human – a detail not often found in these kinds of hotels.
Relaxation & Rejuvenation – My Inner Goddess Emerges!
I spent a few hours at the spa. Okay, let's be real: I was a bit apprehensive. Nigerian spas can be… hit or miss. Not this one. This spa is the real deal! They have a sauna, a steamroom and a pool with a beautiful view. I opted for a body scrub (bliss!), and I was totally transported. The masseuse was skilled, and professional, and I almost fell asleep on the massage table. They also offer a fitness center, if you are into working out!
Cleanliness & Safety – They Actually Care!
This is HUGE for me. I’m a germaphobe! The attention to cleanliness in this place is remarkable. They have anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection, rooms sanitized between stays, and staff trained to safety protocols. Seriously, this place feels safe. I saw staff members wearing masks and sanitizer everywhere, and the whole atmosphere inspires confidence.
Services and Conveniences – They Thought of Everything (Almost!)
They have all of the usual conveniences: laundry service, dry cleaning, concierge, currency exchange. The staff is well-trained in safety protocols, and you can do a contactless check-in/out.
- The “I was so dumb” moment: I needed a visa extension and was stressed out. The concierge? Pointed me in the right direction, and got me a cup of coffee. It made the process infinitely less painful.
- Missing one thing: They don't have pets allowed. But they do a good job!
For the Kids & Special Events:
- Family/Child Friendly: Yes! Though, I didn't witness any kids, the atmosphere is welcoming.
- Meeting/banquet facilities: Yes, they have various options - indoor venue for special events, outdoor venue for special events, etc.
- Meeting/banquet facilities: Yes, they have various options - indoor venue for special events, outdoor venue for special events, etc.
Getting Around – Easy Peasy (and a Bit Chaotic – Welcome to Nigeria!)
They offer airport transfer, which you absolutely should use. Enugu traffic is… something else. They also have a taxi service.
The Verdict: Go. Book. Now.
Look, I’m a cynical traveler. I expect to be disappointed. But SEVEN LUGARD Apartments Enugu actually exceeded my expectations. It's not perfect – the internet could be faster, but honestly, the good far outweighs the minor niggles. This place is a sanctuary, a haven of calm and luxury in a city that can be, at times, a little bit… intense.
My Honest Recommendation: If you're looking for a luxurious, comfortable, and safe stay in Enugu, then SEVEN LUGARD is your best bet. It's a bit pricier than some options, but you’re paying for quality, service, and peace of mind. Seriously, book it. You won’t regret it.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a week at the Seven Lugard Apartments in Enugu, Nigeria. Forget perfectly curated Instagram feeds; this is going to be the unvarnished truth, complete with mosquito bites and existential dread (maybe).
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Chicken-and-Rice Debacle
- 14:00: Landed at Akanu Ibiam International Airport. My first time officially in Enugu. The air hit me like a warm, humid hug – and not in a good way. Jetlag already kicking in. Grabbed my suitcase, which, let's be honest, probably weighed more than I do.
- 15:00: Taxi ride to Seven Lugard. The driver clearly thought he was racing in a Formula 1 Grand Prix. We swerved past potholes the size of craters and navigated a symphony of honking horns. I swear, Nigerian driving is a contact sport.
- 16:00: Arrived at the apartments. Check-in was… interesting. The receptionist, a woman with a smile that could melt glaciers, was busy yelling on the phone, then suddenly seemed to remember I existed. Finally got the keys and made my way to my "luxury" apartment. Let's just say luxury is a very subjective term.
- 17:00: Settled in, unpacked (or rather, threw everything haphazardly around the room). The AC was sputtering, the wifi was a rumor, and I swear I saw a cockroach the size of my thumb scuttle under the bed. Deep breaths. This is Africa, baby!
- 19:00: Dinner. Or, the attempt at dinner. Ordered chicken and rice from the apartment's in-house restaurant. The chicken was… well, let's say it defied any known method of cooking. It was tough, grey, and seemed to have a personal vendetta against my teeth. The rice was okay, I ate it, because I was starving.
- 20:00: Tried to watch TV. Found two channels: one with endless Nollywood dramas and another showing reruns of a Nigerian talk show. Fell asleep on the threadbare couch. Jetlag 1, Me 0.
Day 2: The Market, The Mosquitoes, and the Spiritual Awakenings
- 07:00: The roosters decided it was time to start the day. Loudly.
- 08:00: Managed to get a lukewarm shower. The water pressure was a mere suggestion.
- 09:00: Went to the local market. Oh. My. God. The sights, the smells, the sheer energy. It was a sensory overload in the best way possible. Haggled for a beautiful piece of fabric. Felt like I won a small victory.
- 11:00: The "breakfast" consisting of stale bread and watery tea. Cursed the lack of decent coffee in the world.
- 12:00: Back at the apartment, I had to deal with the mosquito onslaught. I am now officially a walking buffet for these tiny bloodsuckers. Slapped and swatted with the best of them, but felt defeated.
- 13:00: Started to feel overwhelmed. Felt a bit of loneliness creep in. Missing home, missing consistent internet, and missing decent coffee.
- 14:00: Decided to try the wifi again. Still a myth.
- 15:00: I laid on the bed and got a spiritual awakening. I found peace in the moment and felt gratitude in the situation. It was great.
- 16:00: Went for a walk around the apartment block. Smiled at the children on the street. They smiled back.
- 18:00: Ate more rice and chicken at the restaurant. The chicken was still tough, but I was getting used to it.
Day 3: The Road Trip from Hell and the "Accidental" Igbo Lesson
- 06:00: Woke up to the world still being very loud.
- 08:00: Packed a small bag for the road trip.
- 09:00: Embarked on a day trip to a smaller town. The road…well, let's just say it tested the suspension of the dilapidated bus. My stomach hasn't recovered.
- 11:00: Arrived at a local shop nearby. The shop owner started speaking to me in Igbo, assuming I understood. I shook my head, but the look on her face was a mixture of sadness and amusement. She then decided to teach me a few Igbo phrases - "Kedu?" (Hello), "I bia" (Welcome), and "Biko" (Please).
- 12:00: Went somewhere, I forgot.
- 13:00: More rice and chicken.
- 14:00: More road trip. The scenery was beautiful, despite the rickety ride.
- 16:00: Back to the apartment.
- 17:00: Decided to learn more Igbo phrases, using my phone.
- 19:00: More rice and chicken.
- 21:00: Fell asleep.
Day 4: The Pool and the Great Internet Dream
- 08:00: Decided to be optimistic and go to the pool. The pool was… green. And filled with leaves. And seemed to be the epicenter of a thriving mosquito colony. Abandoned the idea.
- 09:00 Attempted to connect to the internet. Again. Failed.
- 10:00: Back in the apartment, I found myself staring at the ceiling fan, wondering if it was truly functional. I started to dream of a world with reliable internet, air conditioning, and palatable chicken.
- 11:00: The receptionist smiled and said she had fixed the internet. I held my breath and held my breath. Still didn't work.
- 12:00: Took a nap.
- 13:00: Ate rice and chicken. I'm starting to dream about rice and chicken.
- 14:00: Took a long walk through the streets.
- 15:00: Made new friends.
- 16:00: Met with a writer.
- 17:00: Rice and chicken.
- 19:00: Sleep.
Day 5: The "Cultural Experience" and the Emotional Meltdown
- 09:00: A "cultural experience" was arranged. It involved (I think) some drumming and dancing. I got dragged along, which was all the more painful. The music was infectious though, and I started to clap my hands.
- 11:00: Felt completely out of my zone, out of sync. I started to miss my bed.
- 12:00: Rice and chicken. I had a small, sudden, and completely irrational meltdown. I almost yelled at the waiter about the chicken.
- 13:00: Back in the apartment, tears streamed down my face. The lack of sleep, the humidity, the bad food, the cockroaches, the internet… everything felt overwhelming. I felt myself on the verge of giving up.
- 14:00: Calmed down a bit. Decided that it wasn't the cockroaches, or the chicken, or the wifi to blame. It was me. I wanted to make the best of the trip.
- 15:00: Started to think about the funny moments of the trip.
- 16:00: Rice and chicken.
- 17:00: Decided to start writing about the trip.
- 18:00: Slept.
Day 6: The Unexpected Friendship and the Karaoke Catastrophe
- 10:00: The best part of the trip: I met a young lady I got to know on the trip. We spent the day together.
- 11:00: We laughed, and had a great time.
- 12:00: We spent time in my apartment, reading and listening to music.
- 13:00: Rice, chicken, laughed.
- 14:00: Karaoke at the apartment's bar. I can confidently say that my singing is a public hazard.
- 16:00: More laughter.
- 17:00: Rice and chicken.
- 19:00: Slept.
Day 7: Goodbye, Enugu (and the Chicken)
- 08:00: Last breakfast: Rice and chicken (of course!). I actually didn't mind the chicken today. Maybe I'd reached some kind of enlightenment?
- 09:00: Checked out. The front desk lady smiled. I saw her and smiled back. *
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