Escape to Paradise: Crete's Luxurious Amazones Villas Apartments
Escape to Paradise: Crete's Amazones Villas - My Messy, Honest, and Sometimes Exasperating Tale
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the Cretan beans on the Amazones Villas. I'm talking real, honest, slightly chaotic review, not just some polished PR spiel. I'm talking "sunburnt, slightly tipsy from the local raki, and still trying to remember where I put my damn sunglasses" honest.
The Initial Intrigue (and the Slight Panic): Accessibility
Okay, so the website promised "luxurious" and "paradise." My aging knees and a chronic fear of stairs, however, demanded another keyword: accessibility. Now, I'm not fully disabled, but I appreciate a ramp over a cliff any day. The site mentioned facilities for disabled guests, but like, how accessible are we talking? This is where the adventure began.
- The Good News: The website included essential information about accessibility for wheelchairs, and the villas have an elevator to the main facilities.
- The Slight Hiccup: My room, which had to be close to the elevator for easy access, wasn't the chicest, the decor was a little dated. I spent the first few hours trying to figure out where the light switches were located.
- My Verdict: It's a solid win for accessibility, but "luxury" shouldn't be a trade-off for practicality.
Cleanliness & Safety - My Germaphobe Brain Reached Peak Excitement (and then Slightly Crumbled)
Alright, let's be real. Post-pandemic, cleanliness and safety are practically love languages. The Amazones Villas were all about it, it felt like the entire villa was sanitized every hour.
- The Positives (Oh, the Positives!): Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Double-check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Triple-check. Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE. Like, mounted on walls, adorning tables, practically whispering sweet nothings in my ear. The staff? Trained to within an inch of their lives on safety protocols. I swear, I saw a guy sanitize a napkin before it even touched the table.
- The Slight Anxiety: I was a little stressed. I'm not kidding, I watched the housekeeper spray my hairbrush with disinfectant. I'm not sure what to think about that.
- The Imperfection. The hotel seemed somewhat obsessed with maintaining hygiene, I would have preferred it a lot less.
Rooms - Luxury, with a Side of Slightly Dated Charm
My villa? Spacious, yes. Luxurious, debatable. I'm talking:
- The Good: Air conditioning that actually worked (bless!), a ridiculously comfortable bed, and a balcony with a view that almost made me weep (almost, I was too busy assessing the potential for sun-induced wrinkles). The Wi-Fi was fast and free, a godsend for binge-watching documentaries about ancient Crete. Fresh towels and bathrobes, plus some slippers.
- The The room? It was still very good-looking.
- The Slightly Annoying: The decor was a little tired, like it hadn't been updated since the early 2000s.
- Final room verdict: Perfectly acceptable. I give it a solid 7.5 out of 10.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - A Culinary Adventure (with a Few Misses)
Food is life, right? And Crete? Oh, Crete knows how to eat.
- Breakfast Buffet? A glorious, expansive spread. The usual suspects: eggs (cooked every way imaginable), pastries, fresh fruit, yogurt, and so much more. They catered to Asian breakfasts, so there must be a niche for that somewhere.
- Lunch at the Poolside Bar: A divine combination of sunshine, cocktails, and surprisingly good salads. The Greek salad was the star.
- Dinner at the Restaurant: Delicious.
- The Hiccup: I ordered room service once. Let's just say it took a while and the order wasn't quite what I expected.
Things to Do/Ways to Relax - Paradise Found (Eventually)
Okay, I came for the relaxation, and the Amazones Villas definitely delivered.
- The Pool: Stunning. Infinity pool, overlooking the sea. I spent a good chunk of my time here, just floating, contemplating how to make my life permanently like this. The pool with a view was the most relaxing part!
- The Spa: Amazing. I had a full body scrub and massage that melted away all my stresses. The therapists were skilled, the ambiance was serene, and I emerged feeling like a new person. The sauna and steamroom were also lovely.
- The Gym: I saw a fitness center, but honestly, I was too content drinking cocktails by the pool to visit the gym.
- The Quirk: I noticed a kids' activity room. I didn't have kids. I spent about 10 mins pondering whether I could use the kids' activity room or not. I didn't.
Services and Conveniences - The Little Extras That Make a Difference
- Front desk: The staff here were amazing when I needed them to sort out any issues.
- Concierge: Excellent. They helped me plan trips, book taxis, and generally made my life easier.
- The Downside: I didn't use many of the services.
The Verdict (Finally!)
Escape to Paradise: Amazones Villas? A strong contender, with a few quirks. It's a solid choice for anyone seeking a relaxing Cretan getaway, especially if you prioritize accessibility and cleanliness. Am I going back? Maybe. I'm still undecided. I'm definitely still thinking about that massage.
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your grandma's pristine itinerary. This is my attempt at surviving the Amazones Villas Apartments in Crete. Let's get messy, shall we?
Crete: Amazones Villas - Survival Guide (AKA: My Attempt at Relaxation)
Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (Plus a Really Bad Sunset)
- 06:00 AM (ish): Wake up at my house, 20 alarm reminders, and wonder why I thought a Greek island vacation would be a good idea. I’m not a “relaxing” person. I’m the sort of person who gets stressed by the idea of relaxing.
- 07:00 AM: Pack a suitcase, question my life choices, throw in a half-eaten bag of gummy bears "just in case."
- 09:00 AM: Get to the airport. Airport. The first test of my patience.
- 10:30 AM (Airport chaos): Security. Liquids are the enemy. I forgot to take my tiny moisturizer out of my bag, then the officers gave me a look that said "You know the rules."
- 12:00 PM: Finally, on the plane. "Wow" and "Oh my god" and "Please, God, let this plane not crash."
- 17:00 (ish) PM: Arrive in Heraklion. Whew, we made it. It's HOT. Like, surface-of-the-sun hot. Someone should have warned me about the sheer intensity.
- 18:00 PM: Rental car pick-up. The guy hands me the keys. "You sure you can drive this?" he asks, eyeing my wide-eyed panic. "Perfectly," I lie. (I haven't driven a stick shift in, oh, about a decade.)
- 19:00 PM: Drive to Amazones Villas. The GPS is a liar. I get lost. I swear at a goat. Finally, success! Check in… but the receptionist’s smile is so charming that it's impossible to be angry.
- 19:30 PM: The Villa: Well, it is better than expected. The view is breathtaking. I am overwhelmed. I unpack, and I feel a sudden wave of “what have I done?” Then I open a bottle of local wine (probably too early, but hey, existential crises!) and sit on the balcony to watch the sunset. The sunset… was, I'm sorry to report, a bit of a letdown. Overcast. The sea was a hazy color. I was expecting a masterpiece, and I got meh.
- 21:00 PM: Dinner at a taverna in the nearby village, trying to order in Greek (terrible, but the waiter is wonderfully patient). The food… god, the food. Simple grilled octopus. Fresh, crusty bread. Delicious olive oil. Okay, the wine helps. Maybe this whole vacation thing isn't a complete disaster.
- 22:00 PM: Crash into bed, exhausted and slightly tipsy. Tomorrow: conquering the (slightly terrifying) rental car!
Day 2: Beaches, Bad Sunburns, & The (Almost) Perfect Daydream
- 08:00 AM: Wake up, feeling slightly sunburned on my arms and the back of my legs. I really should have worn more sunscreen. Stupid me.
- 09:00 AM: Breakfast on the balcony. The coffee is strong; the pastries are flaky; the view is still stunning. (I'm slowly warming up to it, I think.)
- 10:00 AM: Drive to Elafonisi Beach, which the guidebooks, not-so-helpfully, call "paradise." The drive is a white-knuckle adventure. I'm pretty sure I almost took out a herd of sheep.
- 11:00 AM: Elafonisi. Okay, fine, maybe the guidebooks were right. Pink sand. Turquoise water. People smiling. A perfect postcard. I swim, splash in the waves, and feel… happy. For about an hour.
- 12:00 PM: Sunburn intensifies. I retreat to the shade of a beach umbrella, where the wind proceeds to try and blow me away. I start daydreaming. I'm sailing on a boat, drinking something with tiny umbrellas in it, not a care in the world. This lasts about 15 minutes. Then I realize I'm hungry.
- 13:00 PM: Lunch at a beachfront taverna. More delicious Greek food. I try a horiatiki salad and become obsessed with the feta cheese.
- 15:00 PM: Hike somewhere. I can't even find the path and I give up almost immediately (damn heat).
- 16:00 PM: Drive back towards the Villa. The road is steep and winding. I'm pretty this rental car has seen better days, and it feels like it will fail any minute.
- 17:00 PM: Actually get back to the villa. Try, and fail, to fix my increasingly angry sunburn.
- 18:00 PM: Swim in the villa pool. Bliss. Pure, unadulterated bliss. This is what I came for. This is what I needed. I vow to spend the rest of the trip in the pool.
- 19:30 PM: Dinner at a taverna near the villa. More grilled seafood, I decide. And more feta.
- 21:00 PM: Back to my room in Amazones Villas, read a book and pass right out.
Day 3: The Monastery, the Labyrinth, and the Crashing Wave of Anxiety
- 08:00 AM: Wake up. The sunburn still does not like me.
- 09:00 AM: Feeling brave (or stupid), I try to drive the car on another adventure, the Monastery of Arkadi, a place steeped in history. The drive is less terrifying this time. Perhaps I’m getting used to the goat-filled roads.
- 10:00 AM: Visit the monastery. It's beautiful, serene. The history is moving. I feel a strange sense of calm… until I realize I’m surrounded by a crowd of noisy tourists. I quickly flee. Apparently, even historical monuments can’t escape my inner turmoil.
- 11:30 AM: Trying a labyrinth. In Crete of all places! As it turns out, this is not a great idea. It's one of those places where you wander around, get lost, and start to question your sanity. I immediately get lost. I’m sweating. I'm pretty sure I see a minotaur peering from behind a bush. I become convinced that escape is impossible. Then, after what feels like an eternity, I find the exit, panting and disheveled. Never again.
- 13:00 PM: Lunch in a village, trying another taverna. Still eating a lot of feta.
- 14:00 PM: I can’t stand the sun. Return to the villa.
- 15:00 PM: More pool time. I am becoming one with the water. I'm starting to think, maybe, just maybe, I could get into this "relaxing" thing.
- 16:00 PM: More pool time. Sun has lowered – a blessing. I am starting to think that this might be the best summer ever.
- 17:00 PM: Trying to read. Reading is hard. I watch the sunset.
- 19:00 PM: Dinner at the villa. I make do with some pasta, and I am not willing to go out.
- 20:30 PM: It gets dark. Back to bed.
Day 4: Knossos, Knossos, Knossos (and a Near-Death Experience with Olives)
- 09:00 AM: Wake up.
- 10:00 AM: Drive to Knossos.
- 11:00 AM: Knossos. The Minoan palace. It's impressive, but the crowds are relentless. I struggle to connect with the ancient past, mostly because I keep getting elbowed by selfie-stick-wielding tourists. I still enjoyed it, though.
- 12:00 PM: Visit an olive oil factory. The tour is informative. I sample the olives. Almost choke, and spend a good five minutes coughing and hacking. (I'm now convinced I have a severe olive allergy.)
- 13:00 PM: Lunch in a little taverna that is trying really hard.
- 14:00 PM: Back to the villa, feeling that day is done.
- 15:00 PM: Pool time!
- 16:00 PM: Reading.
- 17:00 PM: Sleep.
- 19:00 PM: I eat leftover pasta.
- 20:00 PM: Bed
Escape to Paradise: Amazones Villas – FAQs (and my unfiltered thoughts!)
Okay, so, are these villas *really* as luxurious as they claim? Because, let's be honest, marketing lies, right?
Alright, deep breath. Yes. And no. Look, the pictures? They don't *lie*, per se. The infinity pools are indeed mind-blowingly gorgeous. The ocean views? Yep, they're real, and you'll spend an embarrassing amount of time staring at them. The interiors? Sleek, modern, all that jazz.
But here's the deal: **luxurious is subjective, people!** My idea of luxury is a bottomless chocolate fountain (still waiting, Amazones Villas, still waiting!), but this is a close second. Think less "palace" and more "super cool, swanky vacation home where you feel slightly like a minor celeb."
The imperfections? Oh, they're there. Like, one tiny little scratch on the kitchen counter (I'm being picky, I know!) or the slightly iffy Wi-Fi in the master bedroom (hello, first world problems!). But honestly? The overwhelming feeling is *good*. Really good. Like, "I could get used to this" good. Just… don't expect pure, polished perfection. And definitely bring your own chocolate fountain dreams.
Tell me about the location. Is it a nightmare to get to? Is it really "paradise" like they say?
The location... Oh, Crete. Let me be dramatic for a moment. Crete is its own kind of magic. The drive *to* the villas? Okay, it involved a few hairpin turns and my inner monologue yelling, "Are we there yet?! ARE WE?!". But then… you arrive. And your jaw drops.
"Paradise?" Well, it's close. REALLY close. Imagine waking up to the sounds of the ocean, feeling the sun warm your skin as you sip your morning coffee on your private balcony, (a balcony where, I might add, I spent a good hour wondering if *other* people could see me in my frankly embarrassing, oversized t-shirt) . The views! They're *stunning*. Crystal-clear turquoise water, dramatic cliffs, and the feeling that you've escaped… EVERYTHING. Traffic, deadlines, the existential dread of doing laundry. All gone.
The downside? Grocery shopping. The nearest *good* grocery store is a solid 20-minute drive. So, plan accordingly. But honestly? That's a small price to pay for paradise. Besides, the thought of a Greek pastry as a reward for finding the right brand of feta? Worth it. Absolutely worth it.
The reviews mention a private pool. Is it actually private? I hate sharing.
YES! The pool situation is… *chef's kiss*. It's private! You're not sharing with screaming kids, overly enthusiastic water aerobics enthusiasts, or, God forbid, people who *talk* while they're swimming. Pure bliss.
My experience? One day, I spent roughly four hours floating in that pool, staring at the sky, and feeling precisely ZERO guilt. It was glorious. The water temperature was perfect (not too cold, not too hot, just… perfect). I even tried to do a little synchronized swimming (don’t ask, it was a disaster, but a fun disaster!). I spent a good chunk of that time in a towel looking around to ensure solitude. That pool is the place where I have seriously considered going back to college just to study the art of napping, because I had some of the best naps of my life there. No other people, just me, the sun, the water, and the blessed silence.
Bottom line: The private pool? Is a major selling point. Book it, you won't regret it. And bring a large, comfortable inflatable donut. Trust me on this one.
What about the staff? Generally, how's the service?
The staff... They're lovely. Genuinely. They're there if you need them, but they're not hovering. They're helpful, friendly, and speak excellent English (which, let's be honest, is a huge relief when you're navigating menus and trying to decipher Greek traditions).
My story? Okay, this is embarrassing. I locked myself *out* of the villa (don't ask!) at 10 PM. Cue the panic sweat. I called the emergency number, and within 15 minutes, a very kind gentleman was there, unlocking the door with a smile and absolutely ZERO judgment. I'm pretty sure I mumbled something about the "stressful olive oil situation" (again, don't ask).
The service is a solid A. They're attentive without being intrusive, and they clearly care about making your stay as enjoyable as possible. Plus, they kept the villa spotless! I'm not sure how they managed that every day, but somehow, they did, and for that, I'm eternally grateful. Plus, the welcome basket of local treats? A nice touch. I'm a sucker for a good welcome basket.
Is it kid-friendly/pet-friendly? Because sometimes, it's important to know!
Okay, let's get real. Kid-friendly: Yes. Pet-friendly: Probably not, check with the villa!
I didn't have kids with me, but I saw families there, and they seemed to be having a blast. The pools are fenced (safety first!), and there's plenty of space to run around and burn off energy. However, I would double and triple check if traveling with small children, especially if they're particularly prone to climbing. The cliffs are beautiful, but… you know.
About pets, again: Ask! I’m one of those people who sees a cute dog and instantly wants to be its best friend, but I am not sure if they allow pets. I definitely didn't see any, but things change. So, call ahead. Nobody wants a disgruntled dog and a stressed-out owner during a vacation.
Alright, so, overall, would you recommend it? And would *you* go back?
Would I recommend Amazones Villas? Absolutely. One hundred percent. It's a splurge, yes, but if you're looking for a luxurious escape, a chance to truly unwind, and a place where you can forget about the world for a little while? Then, YES.
Would *I* go back? In a heartbeat. I’m already mentally planning the return trip! I've got my inflatable donut ready, my oversized t-shirt collection is prepped, and I'm actively researching the best places to hide my stash of chocolate biscuits from any potential villa staff. Crete has a hold on me. And I'm perfectly okay with that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to look at plane tickets...
