Kyoto Luxury Getaway: Uncover RESI STAY Tsubaki's Hidden Gems!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into Kyoto Luxury Getaway: Uncover RESI STAY Tsubaki's Hidden Gems! And let me tell you, after sifting through every little detail, I'm ready to spill some tea. This isn't your average hotel review; this is a straight-up, unfiltered, "Did I love it? Would I go back? And, most importantly, what's the REAL deal?" kind of breakdown. Prepare for a bumpy ride, full of tangents, gushing, and maybe a slight grumble or two.
First Impressions: Accessibility & Getting There (and the Slight Panic!)
Alright, let's get the dry stuff out of the way, shall we? Accessibility: RESI STAY Tsubaki claims to be cool with accessibility, and they DO have facilities for disabled guests. But, and this is a big BUT, you'll want to triple-check specifics directly with them. Don't just take my word (or anyone else's) for it. Call! Email! Make sure it fits your needs before you book. The car park [free of charge] is a godsend, especially if you're arriving by rent-a-car because navigating Kyoto streets… well, let's just say I'm glad I had GPS and a whole lot of caffeine. Airport transfer? Yep, they've got you covered.
The Room: A Sanctuary (Mostly!)
Okay, okay, the rooms. They were chef's kiss gorgeous. Think minimalist chic meets traditional Japanese design. The air conditioning was a lifesaver (Kyoto summers, folks… they’re legit nasty). Free Wi-Fi in every room, check! In-room safe box? Check! Bathtub for soaking away those travel aches? Double check! There was even a hair dryer that DIDN'T feel like it was going to set your hair on fire. Small wins, but important ones.
My room had an extra-long bed, which was glorious. I'm a side sleeper, and feeling like I could starfish without falling onto the floor was a luxury I didn't know I craved. And the blackout curtains? Oh. My. God. They blocked out EVERYTHING. Pure, unadulterated sleep. I think I actually dreamt of… well, I don't know what I dreamt of, because I slept like a log. The complimentary tea was a nice touch, and the slippers were a comfy, practical little bonus. I did have a tiny, tiny (and I’m being honest here) issue with the carpet. I'm a messy eater, and I did manage to drop a bit of a curry on it (don't judge!). I think it was cleaned, but I'm still a bit grossed out.
But Here's the Real Kicker: My Sauna Saga
Okay, now for the juicy stuff. The Spa/sauna. YES, PLEASE! I spent a glorious afternoon (or two, or three) cocooned in pure bliss. They have a sauna and a steamroom, and let me tell you, after a day of temple hopping in the Kyoto heat, they’re an actual godsend. This is where the real story of my hotel stay lives.
So, picture this. I'm in the sauna. The steam is billowing, the wood smells heavenly, and I'm attempting to meditate (badly). I’m sweating out all the stress of the city, the travel, the… well, everything. And then… it happens.
The Slap Heard 'Round the Sauna:
I'm at this point of bliss, and I hear this WHOOSH. I assume it's the automatic door opening. Then, SLAP! A woman, completely starkers, smacks her body with a washcloth. I've never seen anything like it, it was like a silent movie, but I was the main character, and my eyes were bugging out.
Now look, I respect traditions (I even tried to bow the right way at the temple!), but I wasn't expecting that. It was… unexpected. I scrambled into my towel (very dignified), and beat a hasty retreat.
Later, at dinner, I recounted my experience to the bar. The waiter, who was very polite and attentive, just nodded. Apparently, the "slapping" is a thing in some traditional Japanese saunas to stimulate circulation. I was mortified, but the story is now a total go-to for parties.
The Pool with view was closed for maintenance while I was there, which was a bummer. But the thought of having one is delightful, and I'll go back.
Dining (and the Search for the Perfect Ramen)
The hotel offers a decent range of dining options. Restaurants on-site, check. Breakfast [buffet] and Asian breakfast, check. A la carte in restaurant? Yep. Coffee shop? You betcha. They even have a vegetarian restaurant for all you veggie lovers out there.
I tried the Asian cuisine in restaurant, and it was good. Solid. No complaints. But… I was on a mission: ramen. And the hotel's ramen wasn't the answer.
I, however, did NOT like the bottle of water that appeared with the bill. I was expecting it, but seeing it there just felt… a little much.
The Verdict: Is RESI STAY Tsubaki Worth It?
Okay, so the messy truth? Yes, mostly. If you're looking for a stylish, comfortable base to explore Kyoto, with a killer sauna (and the potential for a slightly shocking sauna experience, like mine), then RESI STAY Tsubaki is a solid choice.
Here's My Personal Breakdown:
- Loved: The rooms, the spa (and the story!), the location.
- Meh: The food (it was good, but not mind-blowing).
- Could Be Better: Overall, very safe, but for complete safety, you need to talk to staff.
The Quirks: The "slapping" in the sauna. Seriously, prepare yourself.
Final Thoughts: Would I go back? Absolutely. Would I recommend it? Wholeheartedly, with the caveat: Be prepared to embrace the unexpected. And maybe, just maybe, bring your own washcloth.
Now, For the Sales-y Bit… (But with a Wink!)
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- Convenient Location: Explore Kyoto's top attractions with ease.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a Kyoto adventure at RESI STAY Tsubaki. This isn't your meticulously planned, robot-approved itinerary. This is my chaotic brain-dumped, unfiltered, and hopefully hilarious account of what might (or might not!) happen. Prepare for tangents, opinions, and the occasional existential crisis.
RESI STAY TSUBAKI: Kyoto! Oh, the Pretensions! (and the Hope)
Day 1: Arrival and Initial Panic
- 1:00 PM (ish): Land at Kansai Airport. Okay, airport. Not my favourite place. The sheer volume of people, the echoing announcements… ugh. But, hey, Japan! My stomach is already doing little flips of anxiety/excitement. Pray for me. Finding the train to Kyoto… shouldn't be too hard, right? *nervous chuckle*
- 2:30 PM: (ish) Train to Kyoto. Got on the wrong train. Corrected it. After some awkward, flustered pointing and a helpful Japanese grandma. She probably thinks I'm an idiot. I probably am.
- 4:00 PM: RESI STAY Tsubaki – Finally! The pictures online make it look like minimalist heaven. Hopefully, it lives up to the hype… or at least has a functioning air conditioner because lord is it humid here. Check-in… smooth so far, thank god. The woman at the front desk seems to have a perpetual serene smile. Either she's a saint, or she's mastered the art of ignoring the world's chaos (and you know, I respect that).
- 4:30 PM: First impressions! Room: Okay, it is clean. Like, surgically clean. The tatami mats smell faintly of, well, tatami. It's… minimalist, alright. Could do with a splash of colour. Or a cozy blanket. Or a cat. (Okay, I miss my cat).
- 5:30 PM: The Food Gamble: Okay, it's time to eat. I've got this. Google Maps points me… somewhere. "Local Ramen Shop." The mental image of slurping noodles in a tiny, authentic-looking eatery is my only compass. This could be amazing. Or I could end up needing to frantically google "what's the polite way to…?" after ordering something disastrously wrong. Fear is delicious. That's my motto.
Day 2: Temples, Bamboo Forests, and Existential Dread
- 9:00 AM: Wake Up! Still alive thanks to the air con. I'm going to assume that the jet lag kicked in big time.
- 10:00 AM: Fushimi Inari Shrine: The thousand red torii gates. Instagram fodder, they called it. And, yeah, it's pretty damn impressive. That moment when you're walking up and up and all the sudden you realize, "oh, this is a LOT of walking." And then, "wait, I'm wearing the wrong shoes!" My ankles are screaming, the path is crowded, but also… the sheer power of it is undeniable. That feeling of effort, of pushing past the tourist crowds for a moment of breathless silence. It's… spiritual, I guess? Or maybe I'm just delirious from the heat.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch somewhere: Found a tiny, hidden restaurant! (Thank god for Google Translate!) I managed to order something that looked like noodles. Turns out it was cold noodles. Delicious, though. Like heaven after the hike.
- 3 PM: Arashiyama Bamboo Grove: Okay, the bamboo grove… it's beautiful. Seriously, breathtaking. But also, it's PACKED. Imagine a sea of selfie sticks and whispering tourists. Okay, maybe take a deep breath. Embrace the chaos. Find a quiet corner. Yeah, that’s better. If you are actually there, for the love of God, get there early.
- 6:00 PM: Gion District (Attempt): Geishas! The fabled Gion district… I’m told to spot a geisha! I get my camera ready. I’m waiting for the moment. Nothing. Probably just the tourists wandering around in search of them. Maybe there is no such thing as geishas. Okay, maybe they're really good at hiding. I'm defeated. I'm going to eat some ice cream.
Day 3: Culture Shock, Karaoke, and Questionable Life Choices
- 9:00 AM: Kinkaku-ji (Golden Pavilion): The Golden Pavilion! That shimmering, majestic, incredibly gold temple. Again, packed! But the reflection on the pond is just… gorgeous. Okay, okay, I get it. Beautiful. Worth the crowd.
- 12:00 PM: Shopping. Panic Buying.: Shopping district time. This place is amazing! I need everything. Okay, I have to limit myself to one item. I found an amazing store full of kitchen stuff. Now my kitchen is going to turn into a sushi restaurant in about two weeks.
- 2:00 PM: Karaoke! The night before I decided that Karaoke was the best thing to do. I’m going to do it alone. Okay, I'm going to do it! I'm the only person singing in a room! Which is probably for the best. The song choices, the enthusiastic (and slightly off-key) singing… all of it. I could feel the judgment. I think it's the only thing that would keep me going.
- 8:00 PM: Dinner and the Deepest Regret: Dinner! (Probably ramen again). I'm exhausted. I'm starting to question all my life choices. Maybe that karaoke was a mistake. I'm probably going to regret this in the morning. I'll probably write it all off as "character-building"
Day 4: Departure and the Aftermath
- 9:00AM: Pack and Check Out: So many emotions right now. Leaving Kyoto feels like leaving a dream.
- 10:00 AM: Last Snack! Last chance for a matcha soft serve. I'm going to miss this place.
- 11:00 AM: Train to the airport! I'm going to miss this place. I want to stay.
- 2:00 PM: The airplane. Okay, I miss everything. I want to go back.
Final Thoughts:
Kyoto was a whirlwind. Exhausting. Beautiful. Confusing. And, yeah, a little bit overwhelming. I'm pretty sure I embarrassed myself several times. (Maybe more than I should want to admit). But! I wouldn't trade it for anything. This trip wasn't perfect. Far from it! But it was mine. It was messy, chaotic, and full of moments I'll never forget. RESI STAY Tsubaki… well, it kept me alive.
Now, time to sleep for a week.
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Kyoto Luxury Getaway: Uncover RESI STAY Tsubaki's Hidden Gems! (And My Own Messy Journey)
Okay, spill! Is RESI STAY Tsubaki actually THAT luxurious? I see all the pictures...
Alright, alright, hold your horses! Luxurious? Um... yes. And no! See, the photos? They're pristine. The website practically whispers promises of zen-like serenity. And *some* of it is true. The space? Gorgeous. Think minimalist chic, all clean lines and natural light. I almost cried when I saw the bathtub. Seriously. Almost. Needed a moment. But then... real life happened. I spilled matcha on the pristine white rug within *seconds*. (Don't judge, I was excited!) So, yeah, luxurious in a "carefully curated, you-better-not-touch-anything" kind of way. It's less "live like a king" and more "live like a person who's afraid of ruining a really expensive rug." I’m still not sure if I'd consider myself "king" material after that matcha incident.
What about the location? Is it actually convenient for seeing Kyoto?
Okay, crucial. The location. Resi Stay Tsubaki is pretty darn good. Not smack-dab in the middle of Gion, which, let's be honest, you probably *don't* want to deal with 24/7. But it's *close*. Like, a manageable walk to some amazing temples and shrines. Plus, the public transport is wicked efficient. I managed to navigate the buses without accidentally ending up in Siberia… which is a win in my book. (Honestly, I was expecting to get lost more. That's my specialty.) But here's the thing: One time, I *did* try to walk back from Nishiki Market. BIG MISTAKE. My feet were screaming. Learned my lesson that day: sometimes, even luxury needs a bus. So, yes, convenient... but plan your routes carefully, especially after sampling all the delicious sake.
The amenities – what are they really like? The website always hypes them up.
Alright, let's talk amenities. The website promises a haven, a sanctuary… blah, blah, blah. The reality? Pretty darn impressive, actually! The kitchen is well-equipped. Like, *really* well-equipped. I even considered actually *cooking* (briefly). The Nespresso machine was a lifesaver, especially after my matcha rug incident (I still blush thinking about it). They had comfy robes, nice toiletries… all the little touches that make you feel like you're actually *on vacation* and not just living in a really fancy apartment that you might have to clean yourself. But… and there's a but… the washing machine confused me. Badly. I may or may not have shrunk my favorite silk scarf. Pro-tip: ask for help. Don't be a hero. (I learned this the hard way.)
Let's talk about the "hidden gems." Did you find any? Don't give me the obvious tourist stuff!
Ah, the *gems*. Okay, this is where it gets interesting. Resi Stay Tsubaki kinda leans into the "local experience" bit. They provide guides and recommendations. I, being me, promptly ignored most of them (sorry, RESI STAY!). I wanted to find my own stuff. And I did! First, the tiny bakery around the corner. The smell alone was worth the price of admission! I went there *every* morning for the most amazing pastries. Then, there was this little, dimly lit izakaya down the street. Only locals. I barely understood a word, but the food was incredible, and the sake flowed freely. Best experience? There was this small, traditional tea house tucked away on a side street. I stumbled upon it completely by accident. The tea ceremony was a spiritual experience, not in a woo-woo, Instagram-filter kind of way, but genuinely calming. It was so peaceful. I almost fell asleep! But… and I hate to admit it… the real hidden gem? The tiny convenience store that sold the most amazing, bizarre Japanese snacks. I spent a *fortune* there. Guilty. Completely and utterly guilty.
Did it live up to the "luxury" price tag? Be honest!
Okay, the elephant in the room: the price. It's not cheap, let's just say that. It's a *commitment*. Did it live up to it? Ugh. This is where I waffle. Part of me says, YES! The space, the location, the thoughtful touches… they *were* exceptional. The feeling of being *taken care of* was great, even if I was constantly terrified of messing something up. Then the other side of me, the wallet-conscious side, whispers, “Did you really *need* a fancy bathtub? Or a Nespresso machine?” Honestly, it depends on what you're after. If you want pampered perfection, a truly memorable experience, and you appreciate beautiful design, then yes, probably. If you're the type who's happy with a budget hostel and instant coffee, then… maybe not. I'm still pondering the ethical implications of the matcha incident. Perhaps I should buy them a new rug...
What was the single *best* thing about staying there?
Okay, this is easy. Forget the fancy robes, the dreamy bathtub, the location, the convenience, all that jazz. The *best* thing? That feeling of having a *personal sanctuary* to come back to after battling with the crowds. Kyoto is amazing. Utterly, breathtakingly amazing. But… it’s also really, really busy. Temples, shrines, markets, bamboo forests... it is a lot to take in.. By the end of each day, my brain would be buzzing, my feet would be aching, and I just wanted... quiet. Walking back to RESI STAY Tsubaki, even if it was a bit of a trek from some places, felt like a physical exhale. The moment I stepped inside that beautifully designed space, the world melted away. It was a feeling of *peace*. Even if I *did* spill matcha everywhere. Even if I ruined a scarf. Even if I was utterly clueless about the washing machine. That feeling of coming "home" to my own little curated bubble, that's what made it truly special. I'd trade my matcha-stained rug for that any day. (Okay, maybe not. I kind of like the rug too.)
Knowing what you know now, would you go back?
Hmm… That’s a tough one. The short answer? Probably. Maybe. Depends. Definitely not immediately, my bank account needs a recovery period but I'm leaning towards yes. I want to explore more of the area, and knowing what I know now, I can be even more strategicWander Stay Spot
