Escape to Tuscany's Hidden Gem: Borgo Due Sant' Angelo Awaits!
Escape to Tuscany's Hidden Gem: Borgo Due Sant' Angelo Awaits!
Escape to Tuscany's Hidden Gem: Borgo Due Sant' Angelo Awaits! - A Review (and Maybe a Little Therapy)
Alright, alright, settle in, folks. Forget those glossy travel brochures with the surgically enhanced smiles. This is about Borgo Due Sant' Angelo, and it's real. We're talking Tuscan sun, possibly some existential dread (hey, we all have it), and a whole lotta pasta. So, grab your virtual suitcase, and let's dive in!
Accessibility: Okay, let's get the nitty-gritty out of the way first. The website says they have facilities for people with disabilities, but let's be honest, I didn't spend my whole time staring at the parking, so I can't tell you exactly how accessible the whole place is. I’d suggest calling them directly before booking if accessibility is a dealbreaker. That said, the elevator (yes, there's an elevator!) was a godsend after climbing those Tuscan hills.
Internet, because apparently, we can’t live without it: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Also, internet access (LAN) if you're old school. I’m not usually glued to my phone on a trip like this, but the Wi-Fi was great for video calls to show off my tan. And for the Instagram stories, obvi. Wi-Fi in public areas too – great for a quick browse before dinner.
Cleanliness and (Post-Pandemic) Safety: This is where Borgo Due Sant' Angelo really shines. They're seriously on top of it. Hand sanitizer everywhere, staff wearing masks (thank god!), and daily disinfection of everywhere. The room? Sanitized between stays. My germaphobe brain was officially relaxed. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Individually-wrapped food options? Check. Physical distancing? They're trying. Room sanitization opt-out? Okay, they're covering all the bases. I saw that professional-grade sanitizing services, so, that gives me some peace of mind. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I didn't get a bug, so, a big thumbs up for Borgo.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – The Heart of the Matter: This is where the magic truly happens. Okay, I’m a total foodie! They have restaurants! (Duh!) And I loved the pool bar, perfect for a midday Negroni. The food? Pretty darn good. I think I had the best pasta of my life there. I mean, I’m a carb fiend, and I've tried to not eat pasta, but wow, worth it! The restaurants offer a mix of Asian and international cuisine and it’s so tasty and the breakfast service is amazing! The espresso was incredible, and the breakfast buffet had a fantastic selection of pastries, fresh fruit, and a whole section dedicated to the most amazing ham ever. Oh, and the coffee shop? Let's just say I made frequent visits. I miss the coffee already, it's even better than the Nespresso, haha! 24-hour room service? Oh, I might have had a midnight snack or two…
Things to Do and Ways to Relax – My Personal Zen Moment: Okay, so, I'm not usually one for spa days. But the SPA/SAUNA at Borgo Due Sant' Angelo… wow. I mean, WOW. There's a pool with a view, a sauna, a steamroom, a massage, and maybe some foot bath thing, and a body wrap. And I'm not usually one for body wraps because of the whole… being wrapped in something… thing, but I needed the spa, the relaxation. The tension melted right off my shoulders. I felt like a freaking goddess. I actually enjoyed it. It was a moment. I'm going to try to recreate that experience at home. Yeah, right. The spa was heavenly.
Services and Conveniences – Making Life Easier (and More Luxurious): Air conditioning? Check. Daily housekeeping? Check – and they were good. Seriously clean. Concierge? Very helpful with recommendations. Laundry service? Essential. Valet parking helped with the car. I also loved that they had a convenience store because I forgot something. Honestly, the services are all there to help.
For the Kids – Because Family Vacations Are Real: While I was off having my spa moment, and I'm single, I did see families too. So, the hotel does have babysitting service and kids meal, oh and the kids facilities! So, the hotel appears family-friendly.
In the Rooms – Where the Magic REALLY Happens: Alright, so, I'm a sucker for a nice room. And Borgo Due Sant' Angelo delivers. My room had a balcony overlooking the Tuscan hills. Breathtaking. Air conditioning, a comfy bed with super-soft linens, and a bathtub. A massive, soaking bathtub! I may or may not have spent an embarrassing amount of time in that bathtub, sipping wine, and reading a trashy novel. There was a mini-bar, a coffee/tea maker. Everything was there! I really loved the hairdryer, they had a free bottled water and a super cozy feeling! Everything you need to be lazy and happy!
Getting Around – Freedom to Roam: Car park (free of charge)? Check! Car park (on-site)? Check! Airport transfer? Check! They have it all!
My Quirky Observation: The hotel is a collection of houses in the Tuscan hills. Each house has its own history. I found that utterly charming. It lends itself to a feeling of privacy, which is welcome, and you feel like you're stepping into a real Tuscany, away from the tourist crowds.
The Imperfections (Because Life Isn’t Perfect): Okay, so, the location? Gorgeous, but remote. Be prepared for driving. Also, remember the hills I mentioned? Prepare to walk uphill! (Good for the glutes, though). And let's just say the Wi-Fi wasn't always lightning fast, which is a minor issue.
Overall Experience – The Verdict:
Borgo Due Sant' Angelo is not just a hotel; it's an experience. It's a chance to slow down, breathe, and soak up the beauty of Tuscany. It’s a place for romance, relaxation, and rediscovering yourself. I left feeling refreshed, pampered, and with a serious craving for pasta.
The Offer You Can't Refuse (or, at least, Shouldn't):
Escape to Paradise: Indulge in the Tuscan Dream!
Ready to trade the everyday for a taste of la dolce vita? Book your stay at Borgo Due Sant' Angelo now and receive:
- A complimentary bottle of local Tuscan wine upon arrival – because you deserve it!
- A 15% discount on all spa treatments – treat yourself!
- Early check-in and late check-out (subject to availability) – maximize your relaxation time!
- *Valid for stay until [insert date]
Why Choose Borgo Due Sant' Angelo?
- Authentic Tuscan Charm: Immerse yourself in stunning landscapes and the warmth of Italian hospitality.
- Unparalleled Relaxation: Indulge in the spa, take a dip in the pool with a view, or simply relax on your private balcony.
- Culinary Delights: Savor exquisite Tuscan cuisine at the hotel’s restaurants.
- Peace of Mind: Enjoy enhanced sanitization protocols and a safe, worry-free stay.
- An Unforgettable Experience: Create memories that will last a lifetime.
Don't wait! Book your escape today and discover the magic of Borgo Due Sant' Angelo!
(Link to booking page here)
P.S. I'm already planning my return trip. Seriously. See you there!
Escape to Paradise: Stunning Quy Nhon Beachfront BNB
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average travel itinerary. This is… well, it's my mess, heading to Belvilla OYO Borgo Due Sant' Angelo in Vado, Italy. Get ready for some chaos.
Belvilla by OYO: My Italian Dream (or Nightmare?) - A Totally Unfiltered Itinerary
Day 1: Arrival & First Impressions – Oh God, the Italian Sun!
- Morning (Because "Morning" is relative with travel): Fly into Bologna. Ugh. Airports. Always a soul-crushing experience. Delayed flight… shocker! Already stressed. Deep breaths. Pasta awaits. Hopefully.
- Afternoon: Finally arrive! Pick up the rental car. I chose the "small, fuel-efficient" option. Let's just say, Italian roads and tiny cars don't always mix. Navigation: Pray to the GPS gods. Swear profusely at confusing roundabouts.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Drive to Borgo Due Sant' Angelo in Vado. The scenery… breathtaking. Actually, scratch that, it was amazing. Rolling hills bathed in golden light. Fields of sunflowers swaying in the breeze. I, predictably, nearly drove off the road a couple of times gawking. (Emotional Reaction: Overwhelmed. In the best way. Almost cried.)
- Arrival at Belvilla: Found the place! The photos online? Lies. They're better in person. The stone, the courtyard, the sheer charm… I practically skipped into the place. Then, the key situation. (Standard issue key, you know the drill.) I tried for 15 minutes and finally broke it. I swear, the lock laughed at me. Contact the host. Fingers crossed they speak some English. (Minor Category: Dealing with Annoying Things.)
- Evening: Exploring the Borgo. Wandered the stone of the village. Dinner promised to be at a family-run trattoria I found online. And the food: oh dear sweet baby Jesus, the food. Homemade pasta, glistening olive oil, tomatoes that taste like sunshine. Fell in love with Italy in about 5 minutes flat. (Doubling down on the food experience. Seriously, that pasta…) The wine also helped. A lot. (Quirky Observation: I'm pretty sure I saw a cat give me a knowing look about my second glass. Or maybe it was the third.)
Day 2: Culture Shock & Coffee Adventures
- Morning: Woke up late. The Italian sun is relentless. Ate breakfast on the charming veranda. The coffee was STRONG. I'm talking, could-walk-through-walls strong. Needed that.
- Late Morning: Explored Sant' Angelo in Vado. Small town charm. Lost the car, after which finding it, I felt that it was completely different place. (Messier Structure) Found a local market! The colours, the smells, the sheer bustle… utterly overwhelming. Bought some cheese. Smelled like feet, but I didn't understand what it was, and I was too embarrassed to ask.
- Afternoon: Driving in the mountains. Scared the bajesus out of me. The roads narrow and windy, the precipice… well, let’s just say I didn’t look down. Saw some seriously stunning views, though. Took some photos. Probably won't do them justice.(Emotional Reaction: Terrified, exhilarated, and slightly nauseous, all at once.)
- Late Afternoon/Evening: Back at Belvilla. The key situation was dealt with. Thank goodness. Decided to attempt to cook. Purchased some pasta. Burned the garlic. Nearly set off the smoke alarm. Disaster. Ordered pizza. (Opinionated Language: My cooking skills leave much to be desired.) Relaxing evening, drinking wine, reading a book, listening to some Italian music.
Day 3: History & Heartbreak (Maybe)
- Morning: Visited Urbino, a UNESCO World Heritage site. Holy crap. It's beautiful. Buildings that have been around for centuries. Art. Architecture. The whole shebang. Felt incredibly small and insignificant and in awe.
- Afternoon: Lunch in Urbino. More pasta. More wine. Starting to think I could happily eat only pasta and drink only wine for the rest of my life. Is that a problem? Probably. Don't care.
- Late Afternoon: Wandered around the town and got extremely lost in a cobblestone alley. It was very cute. Very, very cute. But when I was lost in the alley, I couldn’t help that I felt… well… alone. Is it a good idea to be alone in a foreign country? I don’t know. (Messier Structure. Rambles.)
- Evening: Back at Belvilla. Trying to forget the slightly melancholy atmosphere, the gorgeous sunset, the incredible feeling of peace I got here. (Stronger emotional reactions: good and bad.) I think I need to take a nap. And maybe another glass of wine.
Day 4: Relaxation & Reflection (Plus a Minor Panic)
- Morning: Slept in. Finally. Lounged by Belvilla's pool/patio. The silence was golden. The air warm. The only sound was the gentle buzz of cicadas. This is the life, I thought. **(Good point) **Then, a bird pooped on me. (Minor Category: Dealing with Annoying Things, Part 2.)
- Afternoon: Drove to a local winery. Wine tasting. Learnt some more Italian. (Not much.) Bought a few bottles. Feeling delightfully tipsy.
- Late Afternoon: Went to a local bar. Everyone drinks.
- Evening: Attempted to organize my photos from the trip. Found the camera's memory card corrupt. Panic. Absolute, utter, complete panic. (Stronger emotional reactions: The absolute worst.)
Day 5: Departure
- Morning: Trying to salvage photos from the camera. The host helped me with the Italian. Managed to retrieve most of them. (Quirky Observations: The Italian people are the best. I think I owe them my soul.)
- Late Morning: Sad farewell to Belvilla. I really didn't want to leave. This place has stolen my heart.
- Afternoon: Drove to Bologna Airport. Another delayed flight. More airport purgatory.
- Evening: Back home. Jet-lagged. Tired. But also… already missing Italy. Counting down the days until I can come back. And I, uh, REALLY need to learn more Italian! (Opinionated Language: Italy, you were amazing. The best trip of my life.)
Okay, Fine! You Want to Know About Borgo Due Sant' Angelo? Here's the REAL Deal. (FAQ-ish, Maybe More Like a Brain Dump)
So...What *IS* Borgo Due Sant' Angelo, Anyway? Is it, you know, worth it?
Alright, alright, buckle up buttercups. Borgo Due Sant' Angelo? Think of it like this: you're scrolling through Instagram, sighing at those perfectly curated Tuscan getaways. Then, *bam!* This place. Except it's not perfectly curated. It’s… real. Like, seriously real. It's not just a hotel; it's a whole *vibe*. Think crumbling stone, ancient secrets whispering from the walls, and the smell of rosemary and… well, sometimes a hint of farm animal. (Embrace the farm animal, people! It's part of the charm!) Is it worth it? Honestly? Yeah. Absolutely. Even with the occasional unexpected spider the size of your thumb (don't worry, I survived!). It’s less "luxury" and more "living a dream." A very, very *Italian* dream.
The Location! What's the deal, is it hard to get to? I'm awful with directions.
Okay, the location. Yes, it’s in the middle of freaking nowhere. Beautiful, rolling hills kind of nowhere, but still. Driving there? That's an adventure in itself. My GPS, bless its circuits, had a complete meltdown at one point. Ended up on a gravel road that was, and I am not exaggerating here, about the width of my car. I swear, I had to squeeze past a herd of sheep! (Seriously, sheep. And they *judged* me.) But then! You get there, and the view… oh, the view. It’s like someone painted Tuscany on a canvas. Worth the hairy drive? Yep. Just download offline maps… and maybe learn some Italian hand gestures for when you inevitably get lost.
What's Up with the Food? Spill the beans! (And the olive oil, of course...)
Ah, the food. *Bellissimo!* Seriously. Forget your diet. Abandon all hope. Seriously, this place, and the surrounding towns, are a culinary black hole. You eat, you sleep, you eat more. It's a vicious, delicious cycle. They have this pasta, *Pici*, handmade with love and a secret ingredient... probably magic. The olive oil… pure gold. I may have discreetly packed a bottle in my suitcase (don't tell anyone!). One dinner, I vividly remember... It started with an antipasto spread that was a work of art, then came the aforementioned Pici, followed by some kind of roasted meat that practically melted in my mouth. I swear, tears of joy threatened to spill! Honestly, I'd go back just for the food. End of story. Oh, and the wine? *Mangia bene, ride bene!* (Eat well, laugh well!) You'll be laughing... a lot. And regretting nothing.
The Rooms! Are they... modern? Or, you know, old-school rustic? Tell me the truth!
Rustic, honey. *Very* rustic. Think thick stone walls, exposed beams, maybe a wonky window or two that adds to the character (and lets in a refreshing breeze… and a rogue mosquito at midnight). The rooms are charming and full of character. Don't expect a pristine, sterile hotel room. Expect to feel like you've stepped back in time. My room… well, it had its quirks. The shower pressure was a bit… optimistic. Sometimes the hot water was a little...fashionably late. But you know what? It didn't matter. Because you're in Tuscany! Who cares about high-tech showers when you have views like those? The bed was comfortable, the air was fresh, and the silence… pure bliss. And let's be honest, a few quirks just add to the story, right? They did warn you, didn't they? Don't expect the Ritz, expect something a million times better.
Alright, Activities! What is there to *do* besides eat and stare at the view? (Assuming I have the energy...)
Okay, okay. So, yes, eating and admiring the view are top priority, but there are other things. You can take cooking classes (do it! My risotto was… ahem… "unique," but still fun), go truffle hunting (fancy!), or wander through nearby medieval towns. Sienna is amazing, but be prepared for crowds. One day I went to Volterra. Seriously, the Etruscans, people! It was like stepping back in time *thousands* of years! There's also hiking (if you're feeling energetic, which, after all that pasta, I wasn't always!), wine tasting (duh!), and simply relaxing by the pool. Oh, the pool! It's not a massive, Olympic-sized thing, it's more like a beautiful, rustic-chic oasis, where you can actually HEAR yourself think. Pure genius. Basically, you could fill your days with things, or you could do nothing. That's the beauty of it. It's a choose-your-own-adventure kind of place, but mostly, it's a place to *be*. And for once, that’s perfect.
The Staff! Are they nice? Can they speak English? Do they secretly judge me?
The staff? They are the heart and soul of the place. Honestly. They're not just staff; they're like… family. They're genuinely warm, helpful, and unbelievably patient (especially with my butchered Italian!). Yes, most of them speak English, at least well enough to get by. They'll help you with anything, from restaurant recommendations to fixing a wonky window (ask me how I know!). They also, and this is important, *don't* judge you for spilling red wine down your front or ordering a questionable pizza topping. Okay, maybe a *little* judging about the pizza, but it's all in good fun. They made me feel so welcome. The owner? Just a gem. She took the time to chat and remember everyone's names (impressive!). By the end of my stay, I felt like I was leaving friends, not just hotel staff. *Questo è vita.* (This is life.)
So, any dealbreakers? Be honest!
Okay, okay, the truth. (Deep breath). Here's the thing: this isn't the place for you if you're obsessed with perfection. If you need everything streamlined and polished, if you expect things to be slick and modern, if you're the type to complain about a slightly slow Wi-Fi connection, then, sadly, this isn’t your gig. Seriously, if you're the fussy type, *stay away*. You'll ruin it for the rest of us who appreciate the charm. The fact that it is 'rough around the edges' is part of what makes it utterly magical. But, I'm not going to lie, there were *moments*. Like when I accidentally locked myself out of my room at 3 AM (that was fun!). Or that time I drove through a downpour and had to use my car as a boat, and was so late for my dinner reservation. (Thank goodness the staff were understanding!) But even those moments, thoseRooms And Vibes
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