Uncover Mexico's Hidden Gem: Camino Real Zaashila Tangolunda's Secrets!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we’re about to dive headfirst into the turquoise embrace of Camino Real Zaashila Tangolunda! Forget those stiff, polished hotel reviews – this is the real deal, warts and all. Consider this my messy love letter to a hidden gem in Mexico, a place that almost stole my soul (in the best possible way).
First Impression: OMG, That View! (and a Dash of "Where's the Damn Elevator?")
Let's be real. You cruise up the driveway, and bam! The ocean smacks you in the face. The view is just… ridiculous. Like, postcard-worthy, make-your-Instagram-followers-jealous ridiculous. The architecture? Well, it's a bit… retro-chic, shall we say? Think 70s glam meets Oaxacan charm. It's quirky, it’s charming, and honestly, it grows on you.
Accessibility: Okay, here's where things get a little… interesting. The resort isn't a flat, cookie-cutter wonderland. There are slopes, steps, and a general feeling of "explore everywhere." Wheelchair accessibility exists, but it's not perfect. They do have elevators (thank GOD!), and I saw ramps scattered about, but navigating can require some planning. They're genuinely trying, and the staff is super helpful, but be prepared to ask for assistance at times. Also: Facilities for disabled guests? Yes! But call ahead and confirm specific needs. They are Facilities for disabled guests.
Getting Around:
- Airport transfer: YES! And they'll drive you in style. (Bonus points for good air conditioning!)
- Car park [free of charge]: Yessir! Plenty of space.
- Car park [on-site]: Also yes.
- Taxi service: Available, and super easy to grab.
- Valet parking: Yup. For those days you feel fancy.
- Bicycle parking: I didn't spot any, but it’s a hike and a half to get in the town so not ideal.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe & Sound (and Not Too Germ-Freaked)
Look, in these COVID times, we're all a little germ-averse. Camino Real gets it. They have Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE. Seriously, you can’t swing a cat (not that you should) without hitting a dispenser. They proudly advertise Daily disinfection in common areas and Rooms sanitized between stays. I was impressed by the precautions, and it made me feel confident enough to relax. I saw staff Trained in safety protocol, and everyone was rocking a mask. I also noted the obvious presence of CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property, which gave me an extra sense of security.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: From Tacos to… Well, More Tacos! (and Possibly a Tequila-Induced Revelation)
Okay, foodie friends, let’s chat chow. Camino Real offers a decent array of options.
- Restaurants: Several! From casual poolside bites to more elegant dining.
- Poolside bar: Crucial. Essential. Life-giving. Order the margaritas. Trust me.
- Snack bar: Perfect for those mid-afternoon cravings.
- A la carte in restaurant: Yes.
- Breakfast [buffet]: The buffet is AMAZING. Seriously. A glorious spread of fresh fruit, pastries, and hot dishes. The Western breakfast is solid, but definitely try the Asian breakfast if they have it on offer. Also the Breakfast service is superb!
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: Caffeine is essential for enjoying your vacation!
- Desserts in restaurant: OMG, yes! Save room.
- Room service [24-hour]: Ideal for those late-night cravings (or when you're just too lazy to leave the room).
Important Note: They do a good job, but it's not Michelin-star quality. It's elevated resort food, focusing on fresh ingredients and regional flavors. Expect a little more time between courses than you might be used to, but hey, you're on vacation! It's a great atmosphere for a Happy hour, which is the best time, honestly.
My Personal Experience: The Sauna Saga (or, How I Achieved Zen… and Then Nearly Died of Heat)
Okay, deep breath. I. LOVE. SAUNAS. So, naturally, I beelined for the Spa/sauna the second I unpacked. The Sauna itself was gorgeous, with a view that made my jaw hit the floor. I lathered myself in whatever lotions the spa had, and stepped inside.
…Now, here’s where things went sideways. I'm convinced the thermostat was set to "Volcano Eruption." I stayed in what felt like 8 minutes or so, although it was far less than that, I think. I eventually, very dramatically, waddled out, red-faced, and feeling like a roasted lobster. I'd say, my body scrub was an experience! The whole experience made me need the Foot bath, and the experience also gave me a deep need for rest. I did however get the best sleep ever!
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Beyond the Pool (and Avoiding Sauna-Related Calamities)
Yes, the Swimming pool [outdoor] is stunning. Yes, the Pool with view is even better. But Camino Real offers more!
- Fitness center: They have one, and it’s surprisingly well-equipped.
- Gym/fitness: Yep, covered.
- Massage: Ahhh, yes. GET ONE. Book it now. Do not hesitate.
- Spa: They have all kinds of treatments (besides the sauna of doom). Body scrub and Body wrap are definite must-dos.
- Steamroom: I'm pretty sure I wasn't brave enough to explore.
The Extras: Bits and Bobs of Brilliance and the (Almost) Imperfect Perfections
- Internet Access: Not fantastic.
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! -- The biggest problem is, it’s unreliable. Prepare for some buffering. Sigh.
- Internet is generally fine.
- Internet [LAN]: In some rooms.
- Wi-Fi in public areas: Yes, but again, strength varies.
- Wi-Fi for special events: Yes.
- Services and conveniences: Excellent!
- Air conditioning in public area: Essential!
- Concierge: Super helpful. They can sort out anything.
- Daily housekeeping: The rooms are always spotless.
- Doorman: Always a friendly face.
- Dry cleaning: Yes, if you need it.
- Elevator: Thank goodness!
- Facilities for disabled guests: Yes!
- Food delivery: Yes.
- Luggage storage: They’ll keep your bags safe.
- Room service [24-hour]: An absolute godsend.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always a good idea.
- For the Kids
- Babysitting service: Yes!
- Family/child friendly: Yes!
- Kids facilities: Yes!
- Kids meal: Yes!
The Downsides (Because No Place is Perfect):
- The WiFi: The biggest, most annoying problem. It can get frustrating.
- The Retro Vibe: It's charming… but some areas could use a modern update.
- Location: You're a bit isolated. You definitely want to explore, but be prepared for travel time.
- Getting around (again): Lots of stairs and uneven ground inside.
Rooms: Your Personal Paradise (with a Few Quirks)
- Available in all rooms: The Air conditioning is a lifesaver.
- Additional toilet: In some rooms.
- Alarm clock: Essential!
- Bathrobes: Nice touch.
- Bathroom phone: Useful if you need something
- Bathtub: Yay!
- Blackout curtains: Sleep in!
- Closet: Plenty of space.
- Coffee/tea maker: Yes.
- Desk: If you must work!
- Extra long bed: Rejoice!
- Hair dryer: Check!
- High floor: Possible in some.
- In-room safe box: Always a good idea.
- In-room safe box: Always a good idea.
- Internet access – wireless: Yes (when it works).
- Ironing facilities: Yes.
- Laptop workspace: Yes.
- Mini bar: The mini bar can be good (or disastrous, depending on your willpower).
- Non-smoking: Of course.
- Private bathroom: Obvi.
- Refrigerator: Essential for keeping
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we are not gliding through a perfectly curated brochure of a trip to Camino Real Zaashila. We're diving headfirst into the chaotic, beautiful mess that is actual vacationing. This is my itinerary, or, more accurately, a desperate attempt to wrestle some semblance of order from the glorious, sweaty, sun-kissed chaos that's about to unfold in Tangolunda, Mexico.
Day 1: Arrival, Awkwardness, and a Tequila-Fueled Realization
Morning (Or Maybe Early Afternoon?): Land in Huatulco. Okay, so, first hiccup: I swear I booked a direct flight. Nope. Layover in Mexico City. Cue the internal groaning. Mexico City airport is a beautiful disaster, a swirling vortex of humanity, announcements in rapid Spanish I can barely understand, and, let's be honest, questionable bathroom cleanliness. But hey, free (overpriced) airport tacos. Small victories, right?
Midday (ish…): Finally, we arrive! The air is thick, salty, and promises a good time. Transfer to the Camino Real. The lobby? Stunning. The ocean? Even better. My jaw legit dropped. I'm pretty sure I mumbled something about "picturesque" while tripping over my own suitcase. Classic.
Afternoon: Check In. This is where things got tricky. I had requested a room with a view. Turns out, "view" in this context meant "partial view of the ocean, mostly of a very lush, very green, and very mosquito-populated bush." Okay, lesson learned: ALWAYS specify "ocean-front, top floor, facing west." I'm not sure how to get a room. But, you know, whatever. I need to start practicing this.
Late Afternoon/Sunset: Mandatory margarita time. Because, Mexico. Right? Ordered a classic -- salt rim, the works. Took a sip. Bliss. Watched the sunset paint the sky on the walls, feeling the day melting off me. This is what I came for. This is it. Maybe.
Evening: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. Over-ordered the guacamole. Like, way over-ordered. Ate it anyway. No regrets. Discussing the beach with my fellow travelers. There was some debate about how long the sun would set. A little debate that included my inability to understand Spanish!
- Rambling Thought: Okay, I might need a vacation from this vacation. It's already exhausting pretending to be put together. Also, I think the guacamole might be plotting to take me down.
Day 2: Beach Bliss (Mostly), and the Great Sunscreen Catastrophe
Morning: Beach time. Glory. The sand is soft, the water is clear, and the only sound louder than the waves is my inner monologue screaming, "I'm finally here! Finally relaxed!" Until…
Mid-Morning: Sunscreen. I had a tube. Or thought I had a tube. Packed it. Apparently, It was expired. Or, wait, I don't remember packing any sunscreen! This has huge implications for my health (and general comfort). I didn't think to bring enough! Now, my skin is on fire. Cue the internal screaming again.
- Emotional Reaction: I'm not sure how to handle this. I’m on fire. I’m ruined. I have nowhere to go.
Afternoon: Attempted recovery. Found shelter under a massive palm tree. Slathered myself in aloe vera (thank God for that). Kept people watching. Got a tiny sip of water! Watched a crazy dog chase a crab. These are all good things.
Late Afternoon: Trying to see if my skin is okay. More aloe. Maybe a walk through the hotel. People watching. Trying to decide whether or not to go to a restaurant.
Evening: Dinner--or attempt at dinner. I went to the casual beachside place. The food was good, the company pleasant, and the margaritas, well, they kept flowing. But the sunburn was still a throbbing, angry presence. Slept with aloe vera on all exposed skin. (Sexy, I know).
Day 3: Adventure! (Probably a Little Too Much)
Morning: Woke up. Barely. The sunburn still felt something fierce but a little better thanks to the Aloe. Decided on a snorkeling trip. Seemed relaxing. Not.
Mid-Morning: The snorkeling trip was amazing. The water was incredible, the fish were beautiful. It was a full immersion into a different world.
- Quirky Observation: I think I saw a fish give me side-eye. Possibly a seagull.
Afternoon: Sunburn again! But a little more coverage of the sun. I decided to take a nap. That was definitely a good choice!
Evening: Ate dinner at the hotel restaurant again, this time with more caution and a whole bottle of water. This time I drank it.
Day 4: The Deep Dive Into Doing Nothing
Morning: Sleep-in. Glorious, glorious sleep-in.
Afternoon: Poolside lounging. Ordered a book. Read. Dozed. Swam. Repeated. Found a hammock, and basically never came out until it was dark.
Evening: Another sunset, different cocktail. This time, I actually remembered to put on sunscreen. Dinner was light--thank goodness. I’d finally gotten the hang of not doing much.
Day 5-7: The Slow Fade (Into Bliss)
- Days 5, 6, and 7: Repeat of Day 4, with slight variations. Explore the beach. Maybe get brave and try to order something in Spanish. (It mostly worked, I think). Spend an hour figuring out how to get more aloe vera. Realize the value of doing absolutely nothing. Get comfortable being sunburned. Start making plans to come back.
The End (Maybe Just the Beginning)
So, there you have it. A messy, imperfect, beautifully human journey through the Camino Real Zaashila. Did everything go according to plan? Absolutely not. Did I have an amazing time? Absolutely, beyond a doubt, yes. Because vacations aren't about perfection. They're about embracing the chaos, laughing at your own blunders, and finding pockets of pure, unadulterated joy in the most unexpected places. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to find another margarita. And maybe some more sunscreen.
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Camino Real Zaashila Tangolunda: The REAL Deal (Or So They Say...)
Okay, spill the beans. Is the Camino Real Zaashila Tangolunda actually a 'hidden gem' like everyone claims?
Ugh, "hidden gem." It's such a cliché, right? Look, I’ll be honest. It's not *exactly* a secret handshake situation anymore. But hear me out. I went, fueled by a desperate need for sunshine and maybe, just *maybe*, a margarita that didn't taste like battery acid. And you know what? Yeah, it's pretty damn good. It's not perfect, mind you. My first impression walking in? "Wow. This lobby *smells* of... fresh paint and old dreams, I guess?" But once you're past the slightly aging decor (think 80s chic, not in a good way), you’re in for a TREAT. Especially if you hit the right time of year. Seriously, the sunsets alone... worth the price of admission. They were so freaking beautiful, I almost cried. And I NEVER cry during sunsets. (Except maybe if the tequila's involved.)
Is the food any good? I mean, really good? Or just… resort food?
Okay, here's the unvarnished truth about the food. The buffet? Avoid it like the plague. Seriously. It's the usual suspects, but kinda…meh. Like, edible, technically, but not memorable. The breakfasts? Ugh, so-so. But! BUT! The a la carte restaurants? Now we’re talking. The Mexican restaurant? OMG. I swear, I dreamt of their chile rellenos for weeks after. And the seafood place overlooking the ocean? Romantic as hell. Even with the slightly neurotic waiter who hovered over my table. (Maybe he saw how much I was inhaling their grilled octopus?) The key? Book your reservations *early*. Trust me. You *will* regret it if you don’t. I saw a poor soul literally begging for a table one night. It was as sad as it was annoying.
The beaches... are they as stunning as the photos? Or is it just Instagram hype?
Alright, Instagram is a liar. Sometimes. In this case, though... the beaches are *gorgeous*. Really. Okay, there's a catch. The sand isn't *pure* white, blindingly perfect. It's more… golden, with little bits of shell. But it's soft, the water is that perfect turquoise color, and the waves... oh, the waves. They're just the right size for splashing around. I spent a solid three hours just bobbing in the ocean, letting the sun bake my pale skin. It was heavenly! And there are plenty of little coves and hidden spots to find your own little slice of paradise. Just... watch out for the stray crabs. They're surprisingly feisty little dudes.
What are the rooms like? Are they clean? Do they have actual views?
The rooms... okay, again, some honesty here. They're... fine. Clean, yes. But don't expect ultra-luxury. Some of them are a bit dated, like they haven't been updated since, oh I don't know, the Reagan administration? (I wasn't there, but you get the drift, right?) But the views? YES. Absolutely. Request a room with an ocean view. Do it. Beg for it! Wake up to the sunrise over the Pacific... pure magic. And if you're lucky, you might even see some whales breaching (seasonal, obviously). I, sadly, didn't. Because I was too busy sleeping off a massive hangover. (Margaritas, people. They're a slippery slope.) The balconies are nice, too. Perfect for sipping your coffee and plotting how you're going to avoid going home.
What about the service? Is it friendly? Efficient? Or do you get the usual resort-y indifference?
Ah, service. That's always a gamble, isn't it? Look, I've had some truly dreadful experiences at resorts. You know, the kind where you're ignored for hours and everyone acts like you're inconveniencing them by breathing. This wasn't like that. Some of the staff were incredibly friendly and helpful. Others seemed... a little less enthusiastic. (Maybe it was the afternoon heat. I couldn't blame them.) But overall, the service was decent. No complaints. Just... don't expect miracles. Tip generously, and a smile goes a long way. And learning a few basic Spanish phrases? Seriously, it will make ALL the difference. "Por favor" and "gracias" go a long way. I was so prepared, but my Spanish is still so-so.
Okay, let’s talk about the pool. What’s the vibe? Overcrowded? Relaxing? Instagrammable?
The pool? Ah, the pool. This is where things get interesting. The main pool can get a little… rowdy. Think kids splashing, loud music, the occasional overly enthusiastic volleyball game. (I'm not judging... much.) But thankfully, there are quieter pools! My recommendation? Find the secluded infinity pool overlooking the ocean. It’s like a different world. Bliss. Pure bliss. You can actually hear yourself think! And sip a cocktail! And not worry about getting splashed by some kid with an inflatable alligator. I spent a solid afternoon there with a book and a really good piña colada. Definitely Instagrammable! (Okay, maybe I took a picture or two…) But seriously, the pool situation is a win. Just… choose your location wisely. And bring your own towel! Trust me.
Okay, so outside of the pool, what was the *one* defining experience? The thing that made you go, "Yeah, damn. That was worth it."
Alright, buckle up. I need to tell you about this one time. So, the resort offers this sunset boat tour. Sounds cheesy, right? "Romantic sunset cruise!" Ugh. I almost skipped it. Then I thought, "Hey, I'm on vacation, what the hell." And honestly, best decision *ever*. We set off just as the sun started to dip, painting the sky in these insane colors – oranges, pinks, purples... it was bonkers. The crew? Awesome. Super friendly, played some chill music, even served us champagne and some little snacks. (Pro tip: Go hungry, the snacks are... well, they're snacks.) The boat, though? Had an issue and had us all worried and made the sunset and food be secondary. And then, the dolphins showed up. Literally, we were just cruising along, sipping our champagne, and suddenly – BAM! – dolphins jumping and playing right alongside the boat. They were soStay Finder Review
