Escape to Paradise: Unforgettable Stay at Best Western Plus Plaisance, Villefranche-sur-Saône!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because you're about to get the real lowdown on the Best Western Plus Plaisance in Villefranche-sur-Saône. Forget the glossy brochures, I'm here to spill the tea, and maybe a little bit of my Chardonnay. This ain't your grandma's hotel review, this is me, unfiltered. Let's dive headfirst into this… adventure.
First Impressions: The Arrival Tango
Okay, so the website promised a picture of paradise, right? Well, it's Villefranche-sur-Saône, so let's temper those expectations a smidge. But, the hotel itself? Decent. The location, smack-dab in the heart of Beaujolais wine country, is a HUGE win. Think rolling hills, vineyards galore, and enough charm to make even the grumpiest tourist crack a smile.
- Accessibility: I'm not a wheelchair user, but I did see elevators, which is a massive plus. Check. The website boasts "facilities for disabled guests," but I'd recommend giving them a call beforehand to confirm everything's truly up to par. Always better to be safe than sorry.
- Check-in/out: Express check-in/out? Nope, not for me. I like to linger, ask stupid questions (like if the tiny bottle of water is REALLY free), and generally be a pain. The staff? Bless their hearts, they dealt with me with grace. Contactless check-in/out? Probably available, but I’m old-school, I like the human interaction.
The Room: My Little Fortress of Solitude (and Wi-Fi)
My room (a non-smoking one, naturally), was… functional. Let's be honest. It wasn't overflowing with rustic charm, but it was clean, and everything worked. Which is more than you can say for my laptop sometimes.
- Wi-Fi: The holy grail! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise be! And, hallelujah, it actually worked! I managed to stream a whole season of something completely useless (because vacation), and I didn't have a single buffering moment. Internet access – wireless and Internet access – LAN! I’m covered!
- Bed & Bath: Extra-long bed? Check. Blackout curtains? Another check. Slept like a log, which is a miracle considering I'm usually a light sleeper. The bathroom? Standard, but the water pressure in the shower was amazing. I could have stood there for an hour singing show tunes. And who doesn't love a bathrobe and slippers?
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure
Okay, the food. THIS is where things get interesting. There's a lot on offer – restaurants, a bar, a snack bar, and even a poolside bar. But here’s the truth bomb:
- Breakfast Buffet: The big one. This is where I shine! Okay, it was your standard fare. Western breakfast, Asian breakfast, Buffet in restaurant. Eggs, pastries, fruit, coffee, the usual. But, (and this is a big BUT), the pastries were divine. Flaky, buttery perfection. I may have had three. Or four. Don't judge me.
- The restaurants had a good range of choices but I only went for my breakfast (I’m not a foodie).
- Room service [24-hour]. This is always a plus. You can sneak some snacks if you have enough energy.
Relaxation Station – The Spa, Oh My!
Now, listen up, because the spa experience was a moment. A true escape from the real world.
- The Sauna. I adore a sauna. Sweat it all out. The silence, the heat, pure bliss.
- The Pool with view. This was the real winner. Sure, the view wasn't the Eiffel Tower, but it was still beautiful, and the pool itself was clean and the best part: not crowded!
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitize, Sanitize, Sanitize!
Okay, let's get the serious stuff out of the way. Post-pandemic, cleanliness is a big deal.
- Anti-viral cleaning products. YES.
- Rooms sanitized between stays. YES.
- Staff trained in safety protocol. YES.
- Hand sanitizer everywhere. Yay.
Honestly, I felt incredibly safe, which is a huge weight off your mind when you're trying to relax.
Things to Do (Besides Eating Pastries)
Okay, so you're not just here to binge-eat croissants, are you?
- Vineyard Visits: Duh! You're in Beaujolais! Go taste some wine!
- Day Trips: Lyon is a short train ride away. Perfect for a dose of city life.
- Just Wander: The town itself is charming. Get lost, find a cafe, and people-watch.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Extras
- Daily housekeeping, laundry service, and dry-cleaning: Because I am a creature of comfort and a walking mess. Perfect.
- Business facilities: I didn’t check this out, but the Wi-Fi for special events probably exists!
For the Kids (And the Kid in You)
I didn’t bring any kids, but I did see Family/child friendly signs.
The Verdict: Should You Book?
Absolutely! This isn't a five-star luxury palace, but it's a great base for exploring the Beaujolais region. It's clean, comfortable, and offers a decent range of amenities. The spa is a definite highlight. And the pastries? Worth the price of admission alone. Go on, indulge yourself!
Book Now and Escape to Paradise!
Here's the Deal:
Tired of the everyday grind? Craving a getaway where relaxation reigns supreme and the wine flows freely? Then look no further than the Best Western Plus Plaisance in Villefranche-sur-Saône!
- Unwind in Comfort: Sink into cozy rooms with FREE Wi-Fi, perfect for catching up on your favorite shows (or planning your next adventure).
- Indulge Your Senses: Dive into our rejuvenating spa experience, complete with a sauna, and a pool with a view.
- Feast on Flavor: Start your day with a delicious breakfast buffet (hello, heavenly pastries!) and explore the local culinary scene.
- Explore the Beauty: Discover the magic of the Beaujolais region, sip wine, and create memories that will last a lifetime.
Special Offer:
Book your stay now, and get a complimentary bottle of local Beaujolais wine upon arrival and a free upgrade (subject to availability). This is a limited-time offer, so don't miss out! Click that "Book Now" button and let the escape begin!
Almaty: Unveiling the Hidden Gems Beyond the Tourist Trail
Okay, buckle up Buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. We're talking about my chaotic adventure at the Best Western Plus Hotel Plaisance Villefranche-sur-Saone, France. Prepare for more "oops" than "organized."
Day 1: Arrival, A French Flounder, and the Curse of Jet Lag
- 14:00: Arrived at Charles de Gaulle. Okay, that was a nightmare. Passport control felt like a psychological experiment, and I swear the immigration officer was trying to decipher my life story through my luggage choices (apparently, a three-day supply of emergency chocolate is "suspicious"). Finally made it, and the train to Lyon was…well, French. Which means charming, but sometimes a little late.
- 17:00: Checked into the Best Western. Honestly, thank God for air conditioning. The French countryside is beautiful, but that sun hits different. Hotel room is surprisingly nice, clean, and a welcome oasis. I unpacked, which is probably a lie, more like throwing everything in a general direction.
- 18:00: Attempted to order room service. My French is… rusty. Let's just say the response on the phone was a series of rapid-fire French words, and I think I accidentally ordered a side of… something… I have no idea. Praying it's not snails.
- 19:00: Decided to be adventurous and explore the local area. I am pretty sure I took a wrong turn and wandered into what seemed like a never-ending cul-de-sac, dodging miniature dogs on leashes longer than my patience.
- 20:00: Found a charming little bistro. Ordered "steak frites" because, hey, when in France, right? The steak was perfect, the frites… also perfect. This is a good start. The wine, though? Magnifique. I think I might be getting the hang of this.
- 21:00: Back at the hotel. Jet lag is hitting me like a ton of bricks. I'm pretty sure I'll pass out. Good night, world.
Day 2: Beaujolais Bliss (and a Tourist Trap Scare)
- 09:00: Woke up, feeling surprisingly refreshed (miracles do happen!). Coffee and a croissant from the hotel breakfast, which was shockingly good. This hotel is winning me over, slowly but surely.
- 10:00: The Beaujolais wine region! We're talking rolling hills, vineyards as far as the eye can see, and that perfect French-countryside postcard vibe. Sigh.
- 11:00: First winery visit. I fully intended to be sophisticated, swirling, sniffing, and waxing poetic about the "notes of cherry." Instead, I think I mostly made a fool of myself by nearly tripping over a stray tractor tire.
- 12:00: Tasting. Oh. My. God. Beaujolais is divine. Seriously. Went from "I know nothing about wine" to "Pass the bottle!" in about ten minutes. This is how the French live, I thought.
- 13:00: Lunch at a charming, picturesque village. Delicious, classic French fare.
- 14:00: We head to a different, much more crowded and touristy winery. The mood shifts. The busyness is an assault on the senses. I think I'm ready to go home. Ugh, I hope the previous winery wasn't the only good experience.
- 15:00: Back to the hotel. Needed a nap. The wine was getting to me.
- 17:00: Went back to the town. I walk around a bit, take some pictures.
- 19:00: Dinner at a cozy restaurant near the hotel. It's a different vibe from the other places, which is a nice change. The food is again, great.
- 20:00: Back to the hotel, where I quickly fell asleep.
Day 3: Culture Shock, A Culinary Crisis, and Farewell (Too Soon!)
- 09:00: The hotel breakfast is becoming a ritual. Coffee, croissants, and a moment of peace before the madness of French life.
- 10:00: Explored Villefranche-sur-Saône. It's pretty, but also… quiet. Maybe too quiet. I'm starting to feel the pull of home, but not in a bad way. I want more.
- 12:00: Found a local market. The smells! The colors! The sheer volume of cheese alone was overwhelming. I'm pretty sure I stood there, paralyzed by the sheer possibilities, for a good ten minutes.
- 13:00: Lunch at a street-side café. Tried escargots. Okay, they're… interesting. They taste like… well, I can't quite place it. But the garlic butter is the best part. By far.
- 14:00: Back to the hotel. I feel a weird sense of melancholy. I feel like I didn't spend enough time here, but it was also enough.
- 16:00: Pack the suitcase. Realistically, there is no way to fit everything back in.
- 18:00: Last dinner in the hotel's restaurant. The food is good, but my mind is elsewhere.
- 19:00: Saying goodbye to the staff.
- 20:00: Depart for the train station. What a ride.
Final Thoughts:
This trip was a mess, in the best way possible. It was beautiful, imperfect, and full of unexpected moments. The Best Western Plus was a decent hotel, and the nearby area was lovely. Villefranche-sur-Saône, you were a pleasure.
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Escape to Paradise: Unforgettable Stay at Best Western Plus Plaisance, Villefranche-sur-Saône! (Or, You Know, *Villefranche-sur-Saône*)
Okay, spill. Is this place ACTUALLY paradise? Because let's be honest, "paradise" is thrown around more than the word "free" on a used car lot.
Paradise? Woah, hold your horses. Let's not get carried away. It's *Villefranche-sur-Saône,* folks. Picture this: charming…ish. Pretty…from certain angles. Close to Lyon, which is *amazing.* So paradise? Maybe not. But a delightful pocket of relative calm, a decent jumping-off point for exploring the Beaujolais region? Absolutely. Look, my expectations were...managing. I wasn't expecting a floating island built of solid gold. What I *got* was a perfectly serviceable Best Western Plus. And sometimes, that's enough. Especially after a particularly brutal flight (Ryanair, anyone?).
The Room. Tell me *everything* about the room. The *vibe*. Was the shower decent? Because a bad shower is a dealbreaker.
Alright, the room. Ah, the room. Okay, so the vibe… "efficient." Think… business traveler chic? Clean. Not overly fussy. The bed? Surprisingly comfortable, especially after I spent the better part of the day wrestling with the automatic curtain opener (seriously, I felt like I was in a sci-fi movie – the future is *now*!). The *shower*, though… now we're talking. Adequate. Good water pressure, which is essential. The shampoo/soap situation? Standard Best Western fare. Nothing to write home about unless you're specifically looking for "the scent of generic hotel." But hey, it did the job. No leaks, no mold, no existential dread induced by the plumbing. A win! Also, *bonus points* for having a proper hairdryer – my own exploded a week before my trip. Don't ask.
Breakfast! Crucial. Did they have croissants? Because if they don't have croissants, frankly, I might stage a protest.
Breakfast… ah, the morning ritual. Did they have croissants? HOLD. YOUR. HORSES. They had *amazing* croissants. Flaky, buttery, perfect with a smear of the local fig jam (which I *may* have consumed an alarming amount of). There was the usual spread: cereals, yogurt, ham, cheese. The coffee? Surprisingly decent, especially after the aforementioned RyanAir experience. (Seriously, the "coffee" on that airline is more like black, vaguely coffee-adjacent water.) I actually spent a solid fifteen minutes just *contemplating* the croissant situation one morning. Like, I stared at them, admiring their golden perfection, before devouring three. No regrets.
So, beyond breakfast and the shower (which, let's be honest, is *crucial*), what did you *actually* do there? Did you even *leave* the hotel?
Leave the hotel? Yes! (Mostly.) Okay, so, I confess, I did spend a significant amount of time in my room, battling Jet Lag and the aforementioned automatic curtains. But I did explore. I took a lovely walk along the Saône (yes, the river is right there, a bonus!). I got gloriously lost in the winding streets of Villefranche-sur-Saône. Found a charming little boulangerie (obviously, more croissants were involved). And, most importantly, I drove through the Beaujolais region. Oh, the Beaujolais! Rolling hills, vineyards stretching as far as the eye could see, tasting rooms with friendly locals… It was postcard-perfect, honestly. I also attempted, and failed, to properly order a bottle of wine in French, resulting in a series of increasingly awkward hand gestures and a lot of giggling from the (also wine-tasting) shopkeeper. Still got the wine though!
The Noise! (Because I'm a light sleeper. My cat is a heavier sleeper. Go figure.) Was it noisy? Could you actually *sleep*?
Noise… ugh. The bane of a light sleeper's existence. Okay, so, the hotel *itself* wasn't overly noisy. You got the occasional hallway shuffle, the distant hum of the elevator, the muffled sounds of the French language, which is *so* much better at a distance. My main noise complaint came from the bloody *street outside* . There was, apparently, a bus stop nearby. And buses, as it turns out, like to honk. *A lot*. Especially early in the morning. There was one morning where the cacophany of honking, combined with the faint sound of a rooster crowing (where the heck it came from, I have *no* idea), nearly broke me. Thankfully, the croissants helped. And a good pair of earplugs is always your best friend. Consider this fair warning. Bring earplugs!
The Staff - Were they friendly? Helpful? Or just going through the motions?
The staff… they were lovely. Genuinely lovely. Not just the polite, put-on nice that you get at some hotels, but *actually* helpful and friendly. I had a minor issue with my room key (I blame the Jet Lag, again) and the front desk sorted it out immediately, with a smile. They gave me recommendations for restaurants (which led me to a *fantastic* steak, incidentally) and didn’t laugh too hard when I butchered my attempts at French. Seriously, they were a highlight. And they made the whole experience feel a lot less… sterile. You can tell when people actually care; they *did*.
Okay, the final verdict. Would you go back? Really? Spill!
Would I go back? Hmm… That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? Look, it's not a five-star luxury resort, and it's not the most exciting city center hotel, but it's honest. *It's a solid base.* It's a good place to rest your head, gorge yourself on croissants, and explore a beautiful region. The staff are great. The shower is decent (crucial!). The location is pretty good, and, most importantly, the price was right, without resorting to a hostel. So, yes. I would. Honestly, I *might* go back just for the croissants. And maybe to finally master ordering wine in French. Or at least be able to point at a picture.
Any other random thoughts? Secrets? Hidden gems? Things you learned the hard way?
Okay, deep breaths. Here's the unvarnished truth, the little nuggets of wisdom learned through trial and error, sleepless nights, and croissant-fueled mornings:
* **Parking:** Definitely get parking if you're driving. Street parking seems to be a free-for-all, and I have a feeling I *dodged* a parking ticket.
* **Learn a few basic French phrases**: Even a few awkward attempts are appreciated. Especially whenSearchotel
Best Western Plus Hotel Plaisance Villefranche-sur-Saone France
Best Western Plus Hotel Plaisance Villefranche-sur-Saone France
