Escape to Paradise: Stunning Libin Holiday Home with Terrace!
Escape to Paradise: (Almost) Heaven Found at the Libin Holiday Home! (Terrace & All!) – A Messy, Wonderful Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your typical, sterile hotel review. This is real – the kind of review that comes with a slightly frazzled brain, a memory full of sunshine, and a lingering scent of sunscreen. We just got back from the Libin Holiday Home (and, oh, that terrace!), and I'm still unpacking… both my suitcase and my feelings. Let's do this, shall we?
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Accessibility - The First Hurdle (and mostly, a win!)
Right, so, let's get this out of the way: my Mum uses a wheelchair. One of the biggest worries on any trip is accessibility, right? And I'm happy to say, the Libin Holiday Home mostly delivers. They've got Facilities for disabled guests listed, which is promising. I was a little nervous given some of the (frankly, gorgeous) architectural details, but most areas were fine. The elevator access was a godsend, and the ground floor rooms were easy cruising. The main pool? Accessible! (And the view from there? More on that later…) The bathrooms were designed with space in mind, though I have to say, some of the pathways outside could have been a touch wider. We managed, though!
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: No direct information, so this falls short, but we used the service from the restaurant in the main courtyard. So this is another area that could have some improvement. Because it is so close to the reception, the lounge may have the same issues.
The Good Eats and the Happy Hour Hustle (aka Dining, Drinking, and Snacking)
Okay, let's talk fuel. Food. Crucial. The Libin Holiday Home has a pretty stacked offering, which is good because after all that travel, you want to just plop down somewhere and not think. The Restaurants are plentiful, and there's a Poolside bar, which, obviously, you’re going to need. The Breakfast [buffet], had an Asian breakfast selection and a Western breakfast offering – a solid start, but be warned: it can get crowded. We arrived a little late one morning, and it was a bit of a feeding frenzy! The Buffet in restaurant had a bit of a "push and shove" vibe to it. But the food, honestly, was pretty tasty. We grabbed some Coffee/tea and a bunch of Desserts in restaurant that were perfect. The Happy hour at the bar was a welcome relief from the afternoon sun, with excellent cocktails. The A la carte in restaurant wasn't bad either. And for the nights we were too lazy to go out, the Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver. Just, you know, be prepared for that bill.
The Spa - My Personal Paradise (and the time my Mum got lost!)
Okay, full disclosure: I’m a spa junkie. I live for a good massage. The Libin Holiday Home has a proper spa, and I practically ran there the moment we checked in. Spa, Sauna, Steamroom, Massage, Body scrub, Body wrap. Honestly, the works. The best bit? The Pool with view. I could spend all day floating there! I had the most amazing massage. Seriously, my shoulders, which usually resemble concrete, actually relaxed! I could tell it was the real deal because not only did I feel great, I also spent a good fifteen minutes after giggling and laughing hysterically with my friend, and felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders. And my Mum? Well, she wandered off to the Foot bath while I blissed out. And… she got a little lost. The spa is a bit labyrinthine. Eventually, a very helpful member of staff found her, looking utterly confused, and escorted her back. (Bless her heart, she was enjoying the Complimentary tea too much).
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Beyond the Spa…
Listen, there’s a bunch going on here, from a Fitness center (which I glanced at, but never actually used) to a Swimming pool (plural, because the main one is huge). There's also the Terrace I keep going on about. Which is, I'm not kidding you, breathtaking. I'm not talking about a little balcony sort of deal. This is a proper outdoor space, perfect for sipping wine, watching the sunset, and contemplating the meaning of life (or just deciding what to eat for dinner). Honestly, it might be worth the price of admission alone.
Cleanliness and Safety: The Modern Imperative (and my OCD tick)
I am, by nature, a slightly anxious person. So, the whole "cleanliness" thing is a big deal for me. I’m pleased to report that the Libin Holiday Home seems to take it seriously. They have Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items. I saw staff wiping down surfaces practically constantly, and hand sanitizer was readily available. I also appreciated the fact that they offered Room sanitization opt-out. While I was glad they were taking precautions, I didn't feel like I was being suffocated by overzealous cleaning. They even have Staff trained in safety protocol. I'd have loved to see more details on the sanitization specifics through, but this seems to be a positive.
For the Kids (and the Big Kids at Heart!)
We didn't bring any children with us, but I did notice that the Libin Holiday Home seems pretty family-friendly. They have Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal. The pool area, especially, is set up for kiddos, and I saw a group of kids running around, having an absolute blast. It's definitely a place where families can relax.
The Nitty Gritty: Services and Conveniences – The Practical Stuff
Alright, the essentials. They have Air conditioning in public area, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Safety deposit boxes, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events. Now all that stuff, I need… especially the Daily housekeeping, because, well, let's just say my suitcase exploded the moment I opened it. Wi-Fi [free] worked well and was available in all areas. There is even Car park [free of charge]! And the Concierge was super helpful with booking tours and car rentals. I particularly appreciated the Cash withdrawal machine. A basic need, but so necessary!
Rooms: Paradise Found (Mostly!)
Our room was lovely! Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains… Basically, all the creature comforts! The Terrace (yes, mentioned again!) was the absolute highlight. A proper, sun-drenched space for lounging. The Coffee/tea maker was a lifesaver. And the Free bottled water? Much appreciated in that heat. My only minor grumble is that the Internet access – LAN felt a little dated. But Wi-Fi [free] was available and that's what really mattered.
Getting Around: Taxi, Car, and… well, Mostly Taxi.
Airport transfer, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Taxi service, Valet parking. We used the taxi service, which was easy. There's Bicycle parking too, which I would have loved to have used, but didn't due to some injuries I had.
The Imperfections (because NOTHING is perfect, right?)
Okay, so, the Libin Holiday Home is mostly wonderful, but there were a few niggles. As I mentioned, accessibility could be improved. The breakfast buffet, while delicious, could be a bit chaotic at peak times. And the internet was fine, but not blindingly fast. Some of the decor, though pretty, felt a little generic in places. Like every other hotel in the world!
Final Verdict: Would We Return?
Absolutely! The Libin Holiday Home, with its stunning Terrace, its excellent spa, and its dedication to cleanliness, is a winner. Yes
Escape to Paradise: Chic Hessisch Oldendorf Apartment Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's perfectly-organized itinerary. We're diving headfirst into a holiday home in Libin, Belgium – a place that, let's be honest, probably smells vaguely of old books and forgotten frites. Prepare for a wild ride of opinions, tangents, and the inevitable existential dread that comes with being alone in a foreign country!
Libin Liberation: A Totally Unofficial Itinerary
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Libin-Familiarization Fiasco (aka "Where's the Fridge?")
14:00: Arrive at the Holiday Home (hopefully). The drive from… well, wherever I'm coming from… was supposed to be scenic. But, as usual, I was too busy yelling at my GPS (that robotic voice! Ugh!) to appreciate the rolling hills. I swear, I saw a cow giving me the side-eye. Judging my driving, probably.
14:30 - 15:30: The Great Unpacking and Home Inspection. First impressions? The house is… cozy. A bit… dusty. Okay, a LOT dusty. But the terrace? Oh, the terrace. I can already picture myself, sprawled in a chair, glass of wine in hand, contemplating the meaning of life. Or, you know, just trying to figure out how the hell to open the wine bottle.
- Anecdote: Found a book on Belgian history. Page one: "Belgium: A Land of Chocolate, Beer, and Frequent Rain." Yep, sounds about right.
- Imperfection: Still can't find the blasted fridge. Maybe it's behind a tapestry? Or disguised as a particularly sturdy cupboard? This could take a while.
16:00: Libin Reconnaissance Mission: Walking around, trying to look like I know where I'm going. (I don't). First stop: the local grocery store. Praying they speak at least some English, because my French is limited to "bonjour" and "pain au chocolat" – crucial survival skills, mind you.
- Quirky Observation: Every house has these ridiculously cute window boxes overflowing with flowers. Are the Belgians secretly gardening geniuses? Or just really good at Instagram?
18:00: Attempt at culinary masterpiece. I bought some local cheese, bread, and, you know, the necessities. Prepare for a gourmet feast… if you consider "slice cheese onto bread" a feast.
- Emotional Reaction: Starving. Utterly, completely, ravenously starving. But hey, the cheese smells amazing. Maybe I'll survive.
19:00 - 21:00: Terrace Time! (Finally found the fridge! Victory!) Drinking Belgian beer. Watching the sunset. Feeling… content. Maybe this Libin thing isn't so bad after all.
- Rambling: Okay, so I'm watching the sunset, and it's just… beautiful. Makes me think about… well, everything. My life, my choices, the fact that I really should have packed more sunscreen. The simple things, you know? Like a good beer and… okay, I'm rambling. Ignore me.
Day 2: The Ardennes Adventure (or, "Why Did I Wear These Shoes?")
09:00: Wake up (eventually). The beer last night… was a good beer. Head throbbing slightly. Coffee is essential. And maybe another croissant. Because, Belgium. Need to get those croissants!
- Opinionated Language: Coffee: Terrible. This coffee is utterly disgusting stuff.
10:00: Day trip to the Ardennes forest. This was my grand, outdoorsy plan! Hiking! Fresh air! Nature! I, however, have never seen this forest.
- Imperfection: Forgot to charge phone. Now I have no gps and I am lost in the woods. Oh boy…
- Emotional Reaction: Panic sets in as the sun slowly sets.
13:00: The Lost Soul (aka, Getting Lost). Walk in the woods, or attempt to. The Ardennes? Apparently, it’s a maze of trees and confusing trails. I'm pretty sure I saw a gnome giving me the evil eye.
- Quirky Observation: The trees here are really tall. Like, "Lord of the Rings" tall. Makes me feel incredibly small and insignificant. Which, honestly, sums up my life pretty well…
- Rambling: Maybe I should have researched this hike a bit more. Or brought a map. Or, you know, known where I was going. This is going to be a long afternoon.
15:00: The Search for Civilization. After wandering aimlessly for what felt like a century, I stumble upon a tiny village. A real village, with one bakery and more charming houses.
- Doubling Down: I buy a very long loaf of bread. Eating this bread whilst wandering aimlessly through the Belgian countryside is surprisingly great!
18:00: Dinner. Found a nice little bistro. Food. Beer. Life is finally good again.
- Emotional Reaction: Feel great again! Thanks, Ardennes!
21:00: Back at the holiday home: Exhausted, slightly muddy, and oddly invigorated. The terrace and a bottle of wine are calling my name.
Day 3: Culture, Cuisine, and the Crushing Weight of Laundry
09:00: Laundry day - Ugh!
11:00: Exploring local markets.
- Quirky Observation: The smells are incredible. Cheese, bread, and a hint of "this is going to be a fantastic meal."
13:00: Taking a cooking class.
- Anecdote: The chef's accent was so thick, I could barely understand a word. But the food? Divine.
15:00: Wine tasting.
- Emotional Reaction: I probably had a bit too much wine. Now I am really silly.
18:00: Enjoying the sunset.
Day 4: Departure (and the Great Cleaning Dilemma)
09:00: Pack up and leave. Clean… maybe…
18:00: The End. Next time, maybe I should bring some friends for all that hiking? (And also, learn to speak more than 3 words in French!)
Escape to Paradise: Libin Holiday Home (and my own personal chaos) - FAQs!
Okay, so, is it *really* "Paradise"? Like, proper "I'm never leaving" paradise?
Look, let's be real. Paradise is a strong word. My expectations were sky-high after booking. The pictures? Luscious. The reviews? Gushing. Did it *immediately* transport me to a tropical utopia? No. Did I accidentally spill coffee on the pristine white tablecloth on the first morning (mortifying!)? Absolutely. But... then... the sun hit the terrace in the morning. And the view... Oh, the *view*. Mountain views? Yes. Tranquility that actually shuts up your brain? Also yes. So, Paradise-adjacent? Definitely. Paradise-lite with a side of "me being a clumsy oaf"? Yeah, probably.
That Terrace though... is it as amazing as it looks? And, like, is it private? I'm not a fan of nosey neighbours.
The terrace. Oh, the terrace. It’s the *star* of this show, I'm telling you. The pictures don't do it justice. It's HUGE and… *very* private. Like, I spent a solid afternoon just staring out at the panorama, utterly lost in the beauty of it all. (I might have also indulged in a very large glass of wine in the process... don't judge me.) Seriously, I brought my laptop out there, intending to work. Ended up just… existing. Which is, you know, a win. No nosey neighbours peeking over their fences – bless. Pure blissful isolation. Now, whether *you* will trip over something on the way there at night like *I* managed to do on day two, is down to you. I blame the wine. And the lack of good lighting.
How's the kitchen? I need a place where I can *actually* cook, not just nuke ready meals. (And, what about the coffee situation? Tell me the truth!)
Okay, the kitchen. Crucial. Honestly, it was surprisingly well-equipped! You can definitely knock out more than just a sad packet of instant noodles. I'm talking pots, pans, all the important things. I attempted a roast chicken (ambitious, I know), and while it was… *slightly* charred, it was entirely my fault, not the kitchen's. (That said, could use a better knife, I'm just saying). BUT the coffee situation? This is important. There was a cafetiere. Thank god. And thankfully, I brought my own *good* coffee. Because while they had some… passable stuff. The first morning when I woke up, I nearly cried. Thank goodness for the coffee and the view because everything felt okay again.
What about the size? Is it roomy or a bit cramped? And how many people can it actually sleep?
Roomy! Absolutely roomy. Plenty of space to spread out. I went solo (needed a break, okay?), but you could easily fit a small family or a couple of couples without feeling like you were all piled on top of each other. The bedrooms are good size (though one has a slightly squeaky bed - I didn't mind, really). I reckon it comfortably sleeps… let's say, four adults? More if you're happy sharing. The entire space feels open and airy, which is a major plus. Because I am not a fan of feeling claustrophobic. Seriously, a massive thumbs up on the space.
Okay, the important questions - is there Wi-Fi? And, if so, is it any good? I need to occasionally pretend I'm working, you know...
Yes, there's Wi-Fi. And… it's… adequate. Okay, let's be honest. It's not blazing fast. It's not going to let you stream HD movies without the occasional buffering moment. (And I did have a minor meltdown when my work Zoom call kept freezing). But it’s functional! I managed to check emails, do some light work, and – most importantly – upload stunning photos of the terrace (priorities!). So consider the Wi-Fi a… *bonus* rather than a given. Embrace the digital detox, people! You’ll be thankful for it. My recommendation? Download all the movies you want before you get there.
Is it easy to get to? And is there parking? (Because I'm terrible at directions).
Getting there? Well… my GPS tried to kill me, leading me down some roads that were, shall we say, "less than paved." So yeah, I'd recommend double-checking the route beforehand. (And maybe getting a paper map, which I, of course, did *not* do.) But yes, there is parking! Plenty of it. And it's right there, close to the house, which is a lifesaver when you're hauling in a suitcase bigger than you are.
What about the location? Is there anything to actually *do* nearby?
Okay, so this is where things get interesting. "Nearby" is relative. You're not exactly in the heart of a bustling metropolis. But the location is perfect for, like… escaping. Hiking trails? Check. Charming little villages to explore? Check. The real beauty is the peace and quiet. I spent days just wandering around, taking in the scenery and feeling a million miles away from everything. I did drive to a local town and had the best pizza I've eaten in years. Seriously, proper pizza. The best!
Okay, be honest. What was the *worst* thing?
The *worst* thing? Probably me being a klutz. Seriously, I tripped over… everything. On the terrace at night (mentioned that). Almost set off the smoke alarm making toast. (The oven was surprisingly easy). Oh, and the shower head… it kept… well, it kept detaching. Like, every time I showered. Small problem, really, but it’s the kind of thing that makes you start to question your life choices at 7 am. And the bed... it was a bit squeaky. Other than that? Perfection. (But seriously, pack a good shower head if you go).
Would you go back? And would you recommend it?
Absolutely. I would absolutely go back. Scratches, minor annoyances and all. The view alone makes it worth it. And I could *really* get used to that terrace. I do recommend it, but with a disclaimer: If you're looking for non-stop action and perfect perfection, look elsewhere. HoweverComfy Hotel Finder
