Escape to Paradise: Unbeatable Westin Tampa Waterside Deals!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the deep end of the Westin Tampa Waterside, “Unbeatable Deals” or not! Prepare for a review that's less polished brochure and more… well, me. Expect tangents. Expect opinions. Expect… a lot of exclamation points. Because frankly, after my stay, I'm still buzzing! (And probably need a nap.)
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- Title: Escape to Paradise: The Westin Tampa Waterside - My Honest (And Messy) Review!
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- Description: So, I stayed at the Westin Tampa Waterside. The Unbeatable Deals were calling. Here's the REAL deal: the good, the bad, the slightly soggy, and how it felt to be… me! Dive into my unfiltered review of the rooms, the food, the spa, and all the little things that make a hotel… well, a hotel. Prepare for a ride!
Accessibility: The First Hurdle (and a Sigh of Relief)
Okay, let's be real. Accessibility is HUGE for me, and honestly, the Westin Tampa Waterside made me breathe a sigh of relief. Finding a genuinely accessible hotel isn’t always the easiest thing, you know? I have some difficulty walking and use a wheelchair, and the fact that they actually understand wheelchair accessibility got me right off the bat.
- Wheelchair Accessible: Praise be! Ramps, elevators, and wide doorways – check, check, and check! The entire property, from lobby to restaurants, felt navigable, not like some awkward obstacle course. And the hallways? Plenty wide enough to avoid any embarrassing collisions.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: Yes, to a T.
- Elevator: Essential and thankfully present, with proper considerations.
- Accessibility: The real MVP. They got it. Bravo, Westin. Bravo.
Rooms: My Sanctuary (and My Fridge's Weakness)
Let's talk room, people!
- Available in All Rooms: Of course, that's what we expect, let me tell you.
- Internet Access – LAN and Wireless: Both! Double the speed, double the fun (and double the work emails, sigh…). Free Wi-Fi? Absolutely. And in all rooms. This is a MUST.
- Air Conditioning: Phew! It's Florida. You’d MELT without it.
- Bathroom. Yes, I saw one.
- Extra Long bed: Excellent. I like my space.
- Blackout Curtains: YES! Crucial for sleeping in past noon (which I, of course, attempted).
- In-Room Safe Box: Secure your valuables, people! Though honestly, my biggest danger was midnight fridge raids.
- Desk: Great for pretending to get work done while secretly watching the sunset.
- Refrigerator: This is where the magic happens. And by magic, I mean leftover pizza and emergency sodas.
- Complimentary Tea/Coffee Maker: Needed some caffeine, needed some tea.
- Daily Housekeeping: Bless them. Honestly, they probably saw the aftermath of my snacking habits.
- Bathrobes and Slippers: Luxury right there. Walking around in a bathrobe is basically the height of hotel life.
- Mirror, Hairdryer, Toiletries, Towels: All the necessities. The toiletries were decent, which is a plus – nothing worse than sandpaper soap.
- Coffee/Tea Maker: Coffee. Tea. Both. All day. Win.
The Fluffy Pillows - A Touch of Perfection
Oh, and the beds. LORD, the beds. The pillows? Like sleeping on a cloud built by angels. I legit wanted to take one home. (Don't look so shocked. We've all wanted to steal hotel pillows.) The whole room felt clean, fresh, and… well, luxurious without being stuffy. (Though, you know, the fridge could have been stocked a teensy bit better…)
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Quest for the Perfect Margarita (and Finding It!)
Food and drink. My happy place. Let's break this down.
- Restaurants: Several! And each one had a unique vibe.
- Room Service (24-Hour): This is living. Late-night cravings? Solved. Hungover breakfast? Sorted. Pure, unadulterated lazy bliss.
- Poolside Bar: Ah, the perfect place to sip a margarita and watch the world go by.
- A la carte in restaurant, Buffet in restaurant. Choices, choices.
- Asian Breakfast, Asian Cuisine in restaurant: I was craving these options.
- Coffee/Tea in restaurant, Coffee shop: Thank God.
- Snack bar: Perfect for a quick bite.
- Breakfast [buffet]: Was nice, but not mind-blowing. Very standard hotel fare.
- Breakfast takeaway service, Vegetarian restaurant : Good to have the option.
- Desserts in restaurant. Okay, I may have frequented this a bit more than I should have.
- Soup in restaurant: Comfort in a bowl. Always a good thing.
- Happy hour: Yes, please!
- Bottle of water: Hydration is important! Especially when you're on a mission to try every single cocktail.
- Safe dining setup: Felt safe.
A Margarita Moment:
Okay, so, that poolside bar? Their margaritas… chef’s kiss. Seriously. Perfectly balanced, not too sweet, and with just enough tequila to… well, enhance the relaxation factor. I may or may not have sampled several. And the view? Stunning. Pure Florida perfection. That margarita, that moment… that’s what an escape should feel like.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Secure (and Slightly Obsessed)
Listen, in the current climate, cleanliness and safety are HUGE. And the Westin delivered.
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer: Everywhere. I felt very secure.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Mostly respected.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Good to know.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: The staff were clearly taking things seriously.
- Cashless payment service, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Peace of mind.
- CCTV in common areas, Front desk [24-hour], Safety/security feature, Security [24-hour], Smoke alarms: All the security essentials.
The Spa: My Little Slice of Heaven (And My Deep Tissue Regret)
Okay, the spa. Let's talk.
- Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, and YES!
I went for the works. The works, people. The massage was heavenly… until my masseuse, bless her heart, asked if I wanted a deep tissue experience. "Sure!" fool that I am, I said. Dear GOD, the next few hours were a blur of delicious agony and the subtle feeling of regret. But, by the time I was wrapped in a warm towel and sipping herbal tea, I was floating. Pure. Bliss. The sauna and steam room were also divine, a perfect way to de-stress.
Things to Do and Ways to Relax: Beyond the Bathrobe
- Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor], Pool with view: Absolutely gorgeous. The main pool was pretty busy, but hey, people are on vacation too!
- Fitness center, Gym/fitness: I walked past it. (Hey, I was on vacation!)
- Breakfast in room: The ultimate luxury.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
- Concierge, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Elevator, Ironing service, Laundry service: All the little things that turn a hotel from a place to sleep into a vacation.
- Contactless check-in/out, Luggage storage, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Valet parking: Smooth and easy.
- Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Convenience store: I liked the convenience.
- Business facilities, Meeting/banquet facilities: Fine, I didn't use them.
The Imperfections (Because Life Ain't Perfect)
Okay, some minor niggles:
- The Location: Great for access to the waterfront, but getting around Tampa can be a hassle. Traffic, you know?
- Little niggles here and there: Nothing major, but a few minor maintenance things (a loose tile here, a slightly wonky light there).
- Price: Okay, the "Unbeatable Deals" weren't quite as unbeatable as I'd hoped. But hey, you
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this Westin Waterside adventure in Tampa? It’s gonna be less “smooth sailing” and more “slightly-tipsy kayaking through the alligator-infested waters of self-discovery.” (Okay, maybe no alligators, but you get the vibe).
Day 1: Arrival and the Glorious, Glorious Pool (and Maybe a Panic Attack or Two)
1:00 PM - Arrival at Tampa International Airport (TPA): Ugh, airports. The sterile smell of disinfectant, the soul-crushing lines, the existential dread of realizing how expensive that lukewarm airport coffee really is. But hey! Sunshine! Florida! I try to channel positive vibes, mostly failing. The shuttle to The Westin is thankfully smooth.
1:45 PM - Westin Waterside Check-in: The lobby is… well, it’s a Westin. Clean, polished, and undeniably corporate. I'm greeted by the most enthusiastic bellhop. He’s practically vibrating with joy. I swear, if he had asked my name one more time I would've started to cry. But okay, room keys! Let's go!
2:30 PM - ROOM CONFUSED: Okay, first impressions are crucial, and if my room were a first impression, it'd be like a bad blind date. I felt like I had to make a reservation on the ceiling so my eyes wouldn't be confused by the layout! But the view… chef's kiss. The glassy bay is breathtaking. I mean, okay, almost breathtaking. This place is nice. But I'm gonna get real with myself. I start to unpack, promptly realize I've forgotten my favorite face wash, and briefly consider throwing my suitcase out the window. Note to self: pack the damn face wash!
3:30 PM - The Pool… My Savior: I take a dive into the pool and ahhhh. Literally. The Florida sun is a glorious, forgiving beast. I swim a few laps, and the chlorine-tinged water washes away the airport anxiety, the packing woes, the existential dread of "what am I even doing with my life?" (A question I ask myself approximately 17 times a day). I settle on a lounge chair, order a ridiculously expensive but delicious piña colada, and just… breathe. This is what vacation is supposed to be!
5:00 PM - Tampa Riverwalk Wander: After a long swim, I decide to take a leisurely stroll down the Tampa Riverwalk. I encounter a street performer juggling fire (impressive, but I've seen better), and I grab a gelato. I feel like I'm finally starting to relax.
6:30 PM - Dinner at [Hotel Restaurant or Recommendation]. Ok, I have to be real, the food at [name of restaurant] was just… okay. The service was a little slow, and the lobster bisque tasted suspiciously like… tomato soup with a vague memory of seafood. I’m beginning to wonder if I’m having a mid-vacation crisis of identity. But, you know, wine. Always helps. (And maybe a side of fries).
8:30 PM - Post-Dinner Silliness: I decide to brave the hotel bar. I’m not a huge bar person, but the idea of people-watching and maybe… just maybe… getting that one good story seemed a bit more interesting than sitting alone in my room and rereading emails. I end up chatting with a group of retirees who regale me with tales of their (very dramatic) cruises. I make a mental note to NEVER go on a cruise.
10:00 PM - Back to the Bay's View: Back in my room, I turn off the lights and just… stare out the window. The city lights twinkle, and the bay sparkles under the moonlight. It's beautiful. And for the first time today, I feel a genuine sense of peace. Maybe this vacation won't be a complete disaster after all. (Or maybe this is just the wine talking…)
Day 2: The Ybor City Dive (and a LOT of Caffeine)
9:00 AM - Coffee and a Grimace: I need coffee now. And the hotel coffee? Forget about it. I brave the hotel's offerings and nearly choke myself. Not the best start to the day, but I’m fueled by anticipation for Ybor City.
10:00 AM - Ybor City Adventure: Ybor City is a sensory explosion. The smells of cigars, the colorful buildings, the history! It’s like stepping back in time, and I am utterly captivated. I wander the cobblestone streets, I visit a cigar factory (the craftsmanship is incredible!), and just absorb the whole vibe. This place feels alive.
12:00 PM - Lunch in Ybor and a Revelation: I decide to eat at a small, local Cuban restaurant. I order a Cuban sandwich, and… Holy moly. It's a revelation. This may be the best sandwich I've ever had. The pork, the ham, the pickles, the bread… I eat it in blissful silence, savoring every single bite. This is what life is about, right? A good sandwich and a moment of pure, unadulterated joy.
1:30 PM - History lesson: I visit a museum, soak in the history, and begin to form my own assumptions about the historical figures, making it a completely unscientific and possibly wrong history lesson, but who cares.
3:00 PM - Cigar-Rolling Demonstration: The aroma of the cigar is intoxicating. So much so that I want to go to the cigar-rolling demonstration. I buy a handmade cigar and have to resist the urge to roll my own. I don't know what is happening, but I am loving that cigar smell.
4:00 PM - Cafe Bustelo Fuel: After all that walking, I need another quick dose of caffeine. I order a Cafe Bustelo, which I'm pretty sure is the closest coffee to a heart attack I've ever had. (I'm buzzing).
5:00 PM - Wander Around and Buy a Souvenir: I return to the hotel with three different souvenirs I had to buy. After making a decision, I return to my room and try to keep it on the bay's view.
6:30 PM - Dinner Mishap: I had a minor disaster. I booked a place that was supposed to be a 'romantic', but I accidentally showed up an hour early for the reservation. I sat at a table, feeling uncomfortable. After a while, I left and found another restaurant.
**8:00 PM - A Late-Night Dip: **I decided to go to the pool. Who cares if it is late? The pool is free, and I can go swimming at any time. This is going to be perfect.
10:00 PM - Back to Room: I finished my swim and went back to my room.
Day 3: Departure (with a Touch of Sadness and a Strong Desire for More Cuban Sandwiches)
9:00 AM - Late Breakfast: I slept in, again. This vacation thing? I'm starting to get the hang of it. I eat breakfast and feel a little less sad.
10:00 AM - Last-Minute Bay View: I take one last look at the bay. And it actually hits me that I’m going home. I feel a pang of sadness. I didn't want to leave. It's been short, but it makes me understand a bit more.
11:00 AM - Packing: I check out of the hotel, trying to convince myself that I will absolutely return to Tampa, possibly to live there. I will absolutely pack everything better next time.
12:00 PM - Departure: Goodbye Tampa. I will miss you.
Final Thoughts:
This trip? It wasn’t perfect. There were some minor hiccups, some questionable culinary choices, and several moments where I questioned my sanity. But it was real. It was messy and imperfect and full of life. And honestly? That’s what made it so damn good. I'm going home with a sunburn, a mild cigar addiction, and a whole lot of memories. And yes, maybe I'll be making a Cuban sandwich very soon.
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