Manila's HOTTEST Nightlife? Citadel Inn's Secret's Out!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the wild, neon-drenched world of Manila's nightlife at Citadel Inn's Secret's Out! And let me tell you, it's a whole experience. Forget those meticulously planned hotel reviews, because we're going full-on, honest-to-goodness, slightly-hungover-the-next-day realness here.
First Impressions: The Buzz Before the Buzz
Getting there? Easy peasy. Accessibility is a strong point, thank goodness, because after a few cocktails, you'll appreciate a smooth ride. They've got decent airport transfer options, which is a lifesaver after a long flight. And for those who like to roll up in style, valet parking is available. Bonus points for the car park [free of charge] – Manila street parking is a nightmare.
Okay, so the vibe. Let's talk about it. This isn't your grandma's hotel. Citadel Inn is loud, and I loved it. When I first stepped through those doors, I wasn't just checking in, I was stepping into a different world. It's all very "look at me, I'm fabulous," and frankly, after the year we've had, I’m here for it.
Rooms: Sanctuary or Party Central?
Now, the rooms. They're a bit of a mixed bag, but that's part of the charm, right? Look, the rooms are pretty well equipped: standard stuff like air conditioning, free Wi-Fi, mini-bar (essential!), coffee/tea maker (thank god!), and a safe box. The blackout curtains saved my life on more than one occasion. The desk and laptop workspace are great for doing some work before the real fun started. The bed was comfy, which let me say, is very, very important. Some rooms boasted things like bathtub, and separate shower/bathtub – a luxury I always appreciate for a good soak at the end of the night.
My one complaint? The soundproofing could be better. You're in a party hotel, so be prepared for some late-night revelry. However, they provided earplugs in the room.
Secret's Out! And The Fun Begins!
Okay, the reason we're all here, the actual "Secret's Out!" – the nightlife! It's a blast.
Citadel Inn's Secret's Out! is the hotel's own nightclub, a true Manila nightlife experience. The pool with a view is great during the day to catch some rays. But at night? It transforms into the poolside bar with the drinks and the music making this a vibrant spot.
Then, the bar! They have a fantastic bar area, and the staff are attentive. I sampled several cocktails (for research, of course!), and while they weren't Michelin-star mixology, they hit the spot every time. During happy hour, things got very lively (in a good way!), and the people are dressed in the latest fashions for the night. Definitely don't try to look cool.
Food, Glorious Food! (And Maybe a Little Hangover Salvation)
The hotel has a decent selection of restaurants and coffee shops that offer both Asian cuisine and Western cuisine. The breakfast [buffet] was… well, it kept me from starving. They do offer breakfast in room if you're feeling fragile. If you're up for something more interesting, there are also alternative meal arrangements.
I had the most delicious desserts in the restaurant. The salad in restaurant was also delicious.
There’s also the snack bar and the option for room service [24-hour] to give you a bite.
Relaxation and Rejuvenation: The Morning After (or Before)
Okay, so you went hard last night. Now what? Citadel Inn has you covered. They have a spa/sauna and steamroom to sweat out the toxins. Honestly, heaven. They also have a surprisingly good fitness center, if you’re one of those people. A massage is a fantastic way to start (or end!) your day.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Important Bits
In this day and age, this is crucial. Citadel Inn takes it seriously. They have anti-viral cleaning products and daily disinfection in common areas. They offer rooms sanitized between stays, and the staff are trained in safety protocols. Hand sanitizer is everywhere. They have a doctor/nurse on call and provide a first aid kit. Safe setup is key.
For the Practical Stuff
- Internet access is available in every room Wi-Fi [free]. They offer Internet [LAN] if you choose and they have Internet services.
- They have a convenience store so if you crave a late night snack you can get it!
- The staff is very good. They are a front desk [24-hour] service, and they have a luggage storage if you need any help.
Getting Around
Forget the bike. Take a taxi service from the hotel.
The Verdict: Should You Stay?
Absolutely! If you're looking for a luxurious, perfectly-planned hotel experience, this might not be for you. BUT, if you want a hotel that's pulsing with energy, a place to embrace the chaos, and a guaranteed good time, then, welcome home!
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Unbelievable Hotel Biondi: Your Dream Montecatini Terme Escape Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is… well, it's my attempt at navigating the chaotic, neon-drenched wonder that is Makati nightlife, specifically starting from Citadel Inn Central. Let's see if I survive, shall we?
Subject: Operation Makati Mayhem - A Mostly-Sane Person's Guide (Pray for me)
Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and the Elusive Taxi
- 14:00 – Arrival at Ninoy Aquino International Airport (NAIA). Ugh. The humidity hits you like a wet blanket. Seriously, who invented this weather? My hair instantly frizzes into a bird's nest. Already regretting my decision to wear this linen shirt. (Linen, my ass. It's practically a magnet for sweat stains.) Emotional Reaction: Mild panic. Am I really doing this?
- 14:30 – Taxi Hunt. This is where the fun begins. The official airport taxis are a gamble. The white ones? Maybe. The yellow ones? Pray you don't get scammed. The unofficial taxis? Forget about it! I've heard tales of being driven around in circles, the meter magically multiplying. So, after a solid 20 minutes of haggling, a taxi finally deigns to take me. SUCCESS! (But I'm already suspicious.)
- 15:30 – Arrival at Citadel Inn Central. Finally. It's… well, it's not exactly a palace, but it smells vaguely of cleaning product and hope. Check-in is surprisingly smooth. The staff seems friendly, or maybe they're just well-trained in the art of politely ignoring tourists' internal freak-outs.
- 16:00 – Room Reconnaissance. Okay, room's small, but clean-ish. Found a rogue hair in the bathroom. Commence internal debate: "Is it mine?" (Spoiler alert: probably not.) Quick unpack, shower (a necessity after the airport saga), and a deep breath. Gotta embrace the organized chaos, right?
- 17:00 – Late Afternoon Chill (Pre-Funk?). Time to strategize the night. Read a bit about the local scene, try to mentally prepare. The anxiety is getting REAL. I mean, Makati nightlife? It's legendary, and I'm… well, I'm me. Which means I'm probably going to trip over something. Start the pre-funk with a local beer from the nearest convenience store.
Day 2: The Dive into Delight and Descent into Disarray
- 19:00 – Pre-Game Meal. Okay, gotta fuel up. I'm thinking a local food stall. My stomach is already churning, part excitement, part fear. It is not a great mix. It's down a side street, because adventure, right? Order something vaguely resembling food, then silently pray it does not resemble revenge.
- 20:30 – The First Bar: The Ruins of a Good Time (Just kidding…probably). Right, time for the first bar. Research suggests this dive bar is a good starting point. Apparently, cheap drinks and lively crowds define it. Emotional reaction: cautiously optimistic. Maybe I'll loosen up, maybe I'll meet someone. Maybe I'll fail miserably. Cross your fingers.
- 22:00 – Bar #2: The Dance Floor Dilemma. Okay, second bar. More "upmarket", it boasts of a dance floor. The music? Loud. The people? Younger. My dance moves? Let's just say they haven't evolved much since the 90s. Cringe. I have danced myself to death. But it is an experience.
- 00:00 – The Midnight Meal (or Lack Thereof, depending). Okay, hunger's hitting. The food stalls are calling. My judgment? Questionable. I'm torn between greasy goodness and the potential for a massive stomach ache. Probably choose the wrong thing (see earlier prayer), the taste of the food is, well, the least of your concerns.
- 01:00 – Karaoke Kismet (or Karaoke Calamity). This is where things often go south. Karaoke. I am not a singer. I cannot carry a tune. But, peer pressure… or maybe just the booze. I may or may not have ended up on stage. The results were, to put it mildly, catastrophic. But the shared experience with strangers? Priceless. Anecdote: I may not have hit a single note, but I made some new friends. And I'm fairly sure I heard a dog howl at one point.
- 02:00 – The "Oh God, It's Late" Realization. The night blurs into a haze of flashing lights, loud music, and questionable decisions. My feet hurt, my throat is raw, and my brain is operating at approximately 10% capacity. This is when the existential dread sets in. Am I having fun? Am I just being an idiot?
- 03:00 – The Taxi Hunt, Part Deux. Finding a taxi at this hour is a feat of endurance. The streets are buzzing with life, but I'm utterly exhausted. The journey back to the Citadel is a blur of red lights and half-remembered conversations.
- 03:30 – Collapse in Room. The day ends in a state of blissful exhaustion. Did it go as planned? Absolutely not. Did I have a good time? Actually, yes. Imperfections, regrets, and all, it was… a night.
Day 3: Recover, Regret, and Ruminations
- 10:00 – Wake-up Call (AKA, the Sun's Assault on My Soul). The sun streams in, and the reality of my choices hits me like a tidal wave. Brain fog and a throbbing head. Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated, morning-after despair.
- 11:00 – Breakfast of Champions (AKA, the Greasy Spoon Salvation). Somehow, manage to crawl down to the hotel restaurant. Order something to soak up the damage. This is my moment of reflection.
- 12:00 – Evaluation and Re-Strategizing. Do I go back out tonight? The siren song of the nightlife is calling. My better judgment is screaming, "NOOOOO!" But the thrill of it all, the chaos… It's a tough decision.
- 14:00 - Shopping (or Attempted Shopping). Need to buy a souvenir. Something, anything, to prove I was there. And maybe something to remind me to drink more water in the future.
- 16:00 – Packing and Departure Prep. Final check. Did I lose anything? (Probably.) Did I make any friends? (Possibly.) Did I learn anything? (Maybe.)
The Verdict:
Makati nightlife is a beast. It's loud, it's messy, it's unpredictable. But it's also a whirlwind of energy, and it's an experience. I'm not sure I loved every minute, but I definitely lived it. Would I do it again? Oh, absolutely. (As soon as my liver recovers.)
P.S. If anyone finds a lost shoe, a shred of my dignity, and a decent singing voice, please let me know.
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Okay, spill. What *is* this "Secret's Out!" thing at the Citadel Inn? Is it even worth the hype?
Alright, alright, settle down. "Secret's Out!"… well, imagine a pressure cooker of sweat, cheap drinks, and the intoxicating aroma of… well, *everything*. It’s essentially a party. A *very* long party. Think of it as the ultimate in-your-face Manila nightlife experience, and it has a cult following for, well, a reason? The Citadel Inn itself? Let's just say it's seen some things. It's a bit… rough around the edges. Charmingly so, in a way. Is it hype? Partially. Is it worth it? Depends. If you're looking for polished glitz and glamour, this ain't it. If you're looking for an unforgettable night, maybe. I went once convinced by a friend, and honestly, it was either the best or the worst night of my life. I'm still not sure.
So, what kind of crowd are we talking about? Am I going to feel like a fish out of water?
The crowd? Oh boy. Okay, let’s paint a picture. You've got your seasoned Manila party animals, the ones who practically *live* in the Citadel. You got the tourists (bless their hearts), wide-eyed and ready for anything. Then you've got the locals, the curious, the ones looking for… something. It's a mix. A glorious, messy, sometimes-questionable mix. You’ll see everything from ripped jeans to questionable fashion choices, people dancing like nobody's watching (and probably succeeding). Will you feel out of place? Maybe. But the beauty of Secret's Out! is that feeling out of place kind of IS the place. Embrace the chaos! (Just, you know, keep an eye on your stuff.)
Drinks – are they dangerous? And what's the damage to the wallet?
Drinks. Ah, yes. The fuel of the night. Let me tell you, you're not going there for the mixology. Think cheap, cheerful, and potent. Cocktails that *may* or may not contain actual fruit. I’m pretty sure I once saw a bartender using a hose to refill the soda gun… Don't expect fancy. Do expect a buzz. And budget-wise? Pretty darn friendly. This isn't Ortigas or BGC; you're not going to be breaking the bank. I remember one night, I swear I spent less on drinks than I did on the Grab ride there. Which, in Manila, is practically a miracle. Just… pace yourself, yeah?
What about the music? Is it any good?
Music… okay, let’s be real. It's not the Grammy Awards. It's, let’s call it… energetic. You'll hear a mix of everything. Pop, dance, hip-hop, maybe a few remixes of things you thought were long dead. The DJs? Bless their hearts. They're trying their best. Sometimes it’s amazing; sometimes, it’s… not. But the energy? The sheer thumping, bass-in-your-chest, body-moving energy? That’s always there. It's the kind of music that makes you forget you have two left feet and just *dance*. Just move. You know? It's infectious. I'm not sure how much of it was the music and how much of it was the surroundings, but let's just say I embarrassed myself on the dance floor more than once.
Okay, let's talk about the *vibe*. What’s the overall feeling? Is it safe? Is it… wild?
The vibe… it's a *thing*. It's a mix of electric excitement, pure escapism, and a healthy dose of… anything-can-happen-ness. It's definitely wild. People are there to let loose. I've witnessed everything from impromptu dance-offs to philosophical debates about the meaning of life (fueled, undoubtedly, by those cheap drinks). Is it safe? Generally, yes. But, like any crowded environment, keep your wits about you. Don't leave your drink unattended. Watch your belongings. And trust your gut. If a situation feels off, get out. I’d say it's mostly safe because everyone is too busy having a good time to cause serious trouble, but that said, there are always a few bad eggs in a large crowd. Better safe than sorry.
Any specific tips for surviving (and actually *enjoying*) Secret's Out?
Alright, here's the survival guide, straight from the trenches:
- Go with a buddy (or a whole crew). Seriously. Safety in numbers, people. Plus, it's always more fun to witness the glorious mess together.
- Dress comfortably. You're going to be moving. A lot. And it gets HOT. Heels? Maybe not the best idea. Unless you're a gladiator.
- Pace yourself with the drinks. See above. Believe me.
- Embrace the chaos. Don’t be a stickler for perfection. Just… let go.
- Don't be afraid to dance. Seriously. Nobody's judging (probably). If they are, who cares?
- Know your limits. Leave before it gets ugly. I once stayed too long, and let's just say my memory of the ride home is hazy at best.
- Have Fun! Seriously. It's a party. Let yourself enjoy it.
Is there any other place like Secret's Out? I've never seen anything like it.
Honestly? Not really. Manila nightlife is a whole world of its own, so there's plenty to explore. But "Secret's Out!" is… unique. It's a distilled dose of unadulterated Manila. It's a little bit crazy, a little bit messy, and a whole lot of fun. Does it have its problems? Sure. But sometimes, that’s part of the charm. It has a certain… *rawness* that’s hard to find elsewhere. And for better or worse, you'll remember it.
Okay, you've convinced me. But one last thing. What was *your* craziest experience there?
Oh, man. Where do I even begin? Okay, okay… Here's one. I was there with some friends. We'd been dancing for hours, the drinks were flowing (a little *too* freely, in myBest Stay Blogspot
