Beijing's BEST Kept Secret Hotel? (Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel Review!)
Beijing's BEST Kept Secret? Or Just… Okay? My Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel Review (Stream of Consciousness Edition!)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel in Beijing. "Best Kept Secret?" That’s what everyone says. Let’s see if it lives up to the hype, shall we? Consider this less of a polished travel brochure and more of a rambling, caffeine-fueled chat with your slightly-obsessed-with-hotels friend.
First, the Basics (and the Pain Points):
Okay, okay, before we get to the pool view (because, yes, there IS one!), let's rip off the band-aid. Accessibility: Uhhh… it's… there. "Facilities for disabled guests" is listed, so hopefully SOME rooms are accessible. But beyond that, I saw no explicit details. Wheelchair accessibility? Honestly, I didn't see any obvious ramps or features. So, if accessibility is CRUCIAL, call ahead and double-check because this is not a strong suit mentioned. CCTV is scattered about (good for security, slightly unsettling if you’re paranoid like yours truly), and there are the usual Safety/security feature things.
Getting Around… and the Endless Chinese Taxi Fiasco:
Finding the place was… an adventure. Beijing and I have a complicated relationship, mostly involving me getting lost and frantically waving my arms trying to hail a cab. Airport transfer is listed, which is a SERIOUS win if you can snag it. Honestly, the thought of navigating the Beijing subway after a long flight makes me shudder. Car park [free of charge] and car park [on-site] are good news – parking can be a nightmare in the city. Taxi service available, but as I said, be prepared for some… unique experiences. (One driver tried to charge me triple because "foreigner." I'm pretty sure my blood pressure hit a new high that day).
Room Review: The Good, the Bad, and the Blackout Curtains:
Okay, room time. They list EVERYTHING. Truly. Available in all rooms: you’ve got the basics. Air conditioning (thank GOD), Alarm clock, Bathrobes (a nice touch!), Blackout curtains (essential for beating jet lag and that harsh Beijing sun!), Coffee/tea maker (instant happiness!), Daily housekeeping, Desk, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, In-room safe box, Internet access – wireless (and free!), Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers (love a good hotel slipper!), Smoke detector, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], and… wait for it… Window that opens. Rejoice!
But here's where it gets real. The room wasn't sparkling. It was clean, yes, but not… pristine. Some minor wear and tear. A slightly… funky odor initially (blame the humidity?), but that cleared after a while. Internet access – LAN? They still have this?! Wild. And seriously, are you ever ACTUALLY going to use that anymore? Extra long bed – appreciated, coming from my 6'2" frame. Seating area – nice for stretching out. Socket near the bed? YES! The hotel gods are listening!
The Bathroom Blues (and the Bathtub Bliss):
The bathroom was… functional. Additional toilet (nice if you’re sharing!), and they list Bathroom phone. (Who even USES those anymore?!). I'm a sucker for a good soak, so the bathtub was a major plus. And the complimentary tea? Kept me happy enough where the "funky smell" wasn't a huge deal.
Cleanliness and Safety in the Time of… Everything:
Okay, let's get serious for a second. This is the post-pandemic era. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere (a must!), Hygiene certification, Rooms sanitized between stays, Staff trained in safety protocol. They seem to be taking things seriously, but honestly, after being in Beijing, I don't think I could feel comfortable enough to not sanitize the whole the room myself with a bottle of the strongest alcohol I could find. BUT the thought is there, and that is something.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking… Let's Eat!
Alright, food! The Wanda Lugu St. Hanting hotel seems to offer a LOT. Restaurants, a Coffee shop, a Snack bar, a Poolside bar. Breakfast [buffet]. (Always a winner!), Breakfast service, Asian breakfast, Western breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant. They even have A la carte in restaurant AND Buffet in restaurant! Coffee/tea in restaurant, Desserts in restaurant, Soup in restaurant, Bottle of water, and Alternative meal arrangement. There’s even a Vegetarian restaurant.
Okay, now for the messy part: The food itself was… variable. The buffet was decent. Some good, some… not so good. But hey, it's Beijing! You're here for the experience, right? Just brace yourself for the possibility of some mystery meat. But the coffee? Surprisingly good.
Ways to Relax: Pool with a View (Maybe?) and Spa Shenanigans
Okay, THIS is where things get interesting. They boast a Swimming pool and a Pool with view, and a Spa. They also have a Sauna, a Steamroom, and Massage. They even list Foot bath and Body scrub! The Fitness center could be a winner depending on its facilities.
Now, the pool view… I’m going to be honest. I think there was a view. But the Beijing smog sometimes obscures the finer points of scenery. Still, a pool in Beijing is a HUGE win, especially after a day of dodging scooters and crowds. The spa… I didn't personally experience it, but the options are there. Let's just say, my back could use a good massage after battling the Beijing traffic.
For the Kids… And the Family Friendly Factor
Babysitting service! Kids facilities! Kids meal! This one is NOT a major selling point. It seems like it would be good.
Services and Conveniences: Beyond the Basics
The Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel is stocked full of conveniences that seem useful. Concierge, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Luggage storage, Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange, and a Convenience store. Doorman. Invoice provided!
The Verdict: Secret? Maybe Not, But… Worth Considering?
So, is the Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel Beijing's "Best Kept Secret?" Hmm… probably not. It's not perfect. It’s got quirks, the food is a mixed bag, and the "luxury" factor isn't exactly off the charts. But, it has some definite upsides. The location is good, the pool is a bonus, the price is probably reasonable (I didn't check!), and the sheer breadth of services is impressive.
My Final Opinion (and the Pitch):
If you're looking for a comfortable, functional hotel in a good location with a pool and plenty of options, the Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel is definitely worth considering. Don't expect five-star perfection, but DO expect a decent experience.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to embark on a trip report from the depths of… the Hanting Hotel Beijing Shijingshan Wanda Lugu Street Beijing China! And let me tell you, it’s gonna be… interesting. Buckle up for a whirlwind of jet lag, questionable food choices, and the sheer, unadulterated joy of trying to navigate Beijing on approximately zero hours of sleep.
Day 1: Arrival and the Existential Dread of a Tiny Hotel Room
- Time: 6:00 AM (GMT +8, aka the time I'm pretty sure my brain hasn't caught up with yet). Arrive at Beijing Capital International Airport (PEK). The air smells faintly of something… vaguely comforting, like a mix of burnt sugar and… well, China. Immigration was surprisingly smooth! Hallelujah! (Seriously, I'd been psyching myself up for a brutal interrogation. My life is that exciting.)
- Transport: Taxi to Hanting Hotel. The taxi driver seemed to consider my request for the hotel a personal affront, but we got there. Finally. The hotel is… well, it's a Hanting. You know. Budget. Cozy. Aka, the room is approximately the size of a walk-in closet, and I'm pretty sure the bed is made of concrete. Is that a stain on the wall? I'm not even going to look.
- Time: 9:00 AM. Unpack. Or, attempt to unpack. The aforementioned closet-sized room is making this a Herculean task. I feel like a giant trying to live in a dollhouse. I swear, I'm pretty sure my suitcase is currently judging me. I'm currently judging my choice of outfit.
- Time: 10:00 AM: Officially defeated by jet lag and the oppressive blandness of the hotel room. I’m starting to question my life choices. Is this what adulting is? Tiny rooms and existential dread? I need coffee. Desperately.
- Time: 10:30 AM: Stumble out of the hotel in a caffeine-fueled haze in search of the promised land of coffee. Found a tiny cafe around the corner! Victory is mine! Now, the language barrier. I pointed. I made exaggerated gestures. And somehow, I ended up with a… what the hell is that? Looks like coffee but tastes… different. Bitter and strong. I am officially addicted. This is my new favorite food.
- Time: 12:00 PM: Wander around the area. My stomach is growling, and the aroma of street food is calling. So much delicious stuff on offer, but what to choose. I'm officially overwhelmed. I feel under pressure to choose the right food, there's so much excitement, the smells are getting to me, the color is everything.
- Food Fail: Okay, let's talk dumplings. I thought I was a dumpling expert (I'm not). I order a plate. They arrive. They're… delicious. But then, the MSG hits. Oh, the MSG. My mouth goes numb. My face starts tingling. I'm pretty sure I'm having a mild allergic reaction, or possibly being slowly poisoned. Worth it? Absolutely! At least half the plate. I'm not sure if the taste is good or if it is my body that has gone insane.
Day 2: The Great Wall and the Utter Joy of Tourist Traps
- Time: 7:00 AM: Rise, or rather, regret rising. The concrete bed is a cruel mistress. But today is the Great Wall! Motivation is key! I tell myself, "You can do it, you can do it."
- Transport: Organized tour to the Mutianyu section of the Great Wall. (Yes, a tour. I'm not exactly fluent in Mandarin and the thought of navigating public transport at this hour sends me into cold sweats). The bus is… well, it's a tour bus. Filled with other tourists who probably look as lost as I do.
- Time: 9:00 AM: The Great Wall! Okay, it's breathtaking. Seriously, jaw-droppingly, spectacularly breathtaking. I get it. The scale is astounding. The history is palpable. I'm walking on history. Which makes me feel like I should wear a crown! It makes me feel like a queen! But also slightly overwhelmed by the sheer… wall-ness of it all. It's a lot of wall.
- Anecdote: I took a gazillion photos. Pictures of myself attempting to look majestic. (Spoiler alert: I failed. Mostly, I looked like a confused, slightly sweaty tourist). I was also distracted by the sheer number of souvenir vendors. Like, guys, I literally just got here. Give me a minute to absorb the history, okay? Although, I did buy a silly hat.
- Time: 12:00 PM: The tourist trap that I didn't want to be a part of is on full display. A delicious lunch is on offer, and I dive in! There is a local craft market on top of the wall! The food is absolutely delicious, or at least what my stomach said. The tour guide is blabbering on. I've lost track of the time. The sun is beating down. I'm starting to feel slightly dehydrated. Worth it? Completely.
- Time: 2:00 PM: Back on the bus, slightly sunburnt, and with a vague feeling of accomplishment. I feel like I deserve a medal for surviving the Great Wall.
- Time: 3:00 PM: Back to the hotel, feeling the post-Great Wall slump. But the memory of the view is worth the fatigue! I think I'll have a shower. Maybe order some takeaway. I'll have to figure out how to do that with the language barrier.
- Time: 7:00 PM: Attempted to order takeaway. Failed miserably. Gave up and ate a bag of chips. (The best option I had available, to be honest.)
Day 3: Temples, Traffic, and the Search for Authentic Noodles (and a Clean Bathroom)
- Time: 8:00 AM: Up again! (Reluctantly). Today: Temples! The Forbidden City! This is where I feel I can connect with my inner history buff.
- Transport: Subway! Ah, the Beijing subway. It's efficient. It's crowded. It's an experience. I may or may not have accidentally tried to get on a train going in the wrong direction.
- Time: 9:30 AM: The Temple of Heaven: Beautiful. Serene. Filled with elderly people practicing tai chi. Seriously, it’s like a real-life kung fu movie set. I tried to copy them. Looked ridiculous. Gave up.
- Time: 11:30 AM: Forbidden City: The scale of this place is mind-boggling. Again, I have that slightly overwhelmed feeling. I'm following the crowds. I'm craning my neck to see over other people's heads. But it's impressive. Incredibly impressive. (Though, I'm going to be honest, by this point, all the temples and courtyards are starting to blur into one).
- Anecdote: The bathroom situation. Let's just say, be prepared. Bring your own toilet paper (trust me). And be prepared to… well, let's leave it at that. Hygiene is a challenge in some of these places. I'm going to put that in the "character-building experience" category.
- Time: 1:00 PM: The search for authentic noodles begins! I'm on a mission. I ask for directions. I point at menus. I stumble upon a tiny noodle shop. The noodles are… amazing! Slurping, spicy, and utterly delicious. This is everything I wanted!
- Time: 2:00 PM: Return trip via subway. The subway is packed, and my sense of direction, already shaky, starts to completely unravel. I'm pretty sure I got off at the wrong stop.
- Time: 4:00 PM Back at the hotel! Tired. Everything feels like a dream, and tomorrow I'm going home.
Day 4: Departure and the Future of Travel
- Time: 8:00 AM: Pack up: I'm dreading that concrete bed again.
- Time: 10:00 AM: Airport: Beijing Capital Airport. The flight home. I get held up by security. After a frantic search, they tell me I can't bring my soup home.
- Anecdote: Reflecting on my trip, Beijing was a beautiful city! And the Hanting Hotel? Let's just say it had its… quirks. But somehow, through the jet lag, the questionable food, the language barrier, and the slightly terrifying bathrooms, I had an amazing time.
My Final Thoughts:
- Beijing is a sensory overload. Bring your patience. Bring your anti-diarrheal medicine. But most importantly, bring your sense of adventure.
- The food is delicious! Seriously, eat everything. (Just maybe be careful
Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel: Beijing's "Best Kept Secret?" - Let's Unpack This Mess!
So, what *is* this place, exactly? Is it actually a secret?
Okay, "secret" might be pushing it. It's not like you need a secret handshake to get in. The Wanda Lugu St. Hanting Hotel (in Beijing) is – let's be honest – a mid-range hotel. It's the kind of place you might stumble upon when desperately searching for something affordable in the heart of the city. That said, it's not exactly plastered all over Instagram, so I guess it *kinda* feels like a little insider tip, right? The name itself is a mouthful, I’m pretty sure I butchered it the first five times I tried to say it.
Location, Location, Location! What's the deal?
The location... alright, this is where the hype *sort of* starts to make sense. It's nestled smack-dab in the middle of Beijing. Think easy access to the Forbidden City (a must-see, even if the crowds make you wanna cry), Tiananmen Square (again, iconic, prepare for masses), and some seriously yummy dumpling joints. Walkable? Kinda. Beijing is HUGE. The thing is, you're *near* everything. Subway access is key, and it's pretty convenient. I remember one morning, bleary-eyed and fueled by instant coffee, I somehow managed to navigate the subway to the Temple of Heaven. Victory! (Also, I probably looked like I was about to fall asleep standing up. Jet lag is a cruel mistress.)
The Rooms: Let's be REAL.
Look, it's not the Four Seasons. Don't go expecting marble bathrooms and pillow menus. The rooms are... functional. Clean-ish. Mine had a window, which is always a bonus (some smaller hotels in Beijing... not so much). The decor? Let's call it "minimalist-adjacent". Think clean lines, maybe a splash of beige. I'm pretty sure my room's highlight was the tiny TV with a million channels I couldn't understand. (Which, let's be honest, is par for the course in any foreign hotel room!) My biggest problem? The A/C was a bit of a beast. I'm pretty sure I set it off with my phone, it took me a while to figure out it was the remote, I was sweating buckets initially. Then, when I DID get it going? Freezing! There was no middle ground.
Breakfast: The Make-or-Break Moment?
Ah, the breakfast. This is where things get *interesting*. Okay, so there’s a breakfast buffet. Sometimes it's included, sometimes it's extra, keep in mind the hotel's details about the day's price. The spread is *mostly* geared toward the local palate. Think congee (rice porridge), steamed buns, and… things I couldn't quite identify. I'm a pretty adventurous eater, but my first foray into that buffet involved a lot of squinting and hesitant prodding. (Full disclosure: I stuck to the toast and the scrambled eggs. Judge me. I dare you.) One morning, I saw this woman with a *mountain* of food on her plate, and I was both impressed and slightly terrified. My inner monologue was screaming : "Is that... is that a chicken foot?! " It was a spectacle. Worth the price of admission, really.
The Staff: Friendliness Quotient?
The staff were... okay. Language barriers are a thing. I’ve tried using Google Translate, that's... a mixed bag. They were polite, efficient, and mostly left me to my own devices, which, after long days of sightseeing and dumpling-eating, was perfectly fine. I did fumble around trying to ask where the nearest convenience store was – *that* was a hilarious, slightly mortifying experience involving lots of pointing and miming. They got it eventually, bless them. And honestly, that's all you can really ask for.
Would I go back? The big question.
Honestly? Yeah, probably. Listen, it's not glamorous. It's not going to blow your mind. But it's a decent place to crash after a day of battling crowds at the Summer Palace. It’s cheap. Clean enough. The location is killer. And that, my friends, is sometimes all you need. If you're looking for luxury, move along. If you're a budget traveler who values location over fluffiness, then yeah, it's worth considering. Just pack your own decent coffee, the instant stuff is… well, you've been warned.
The Bathroom Crisis (A Deep Dive)
Okay, buckle up. This is a whole *thing*. Let's talk about the bathroom. Specifically, my bathroom, and more specifically, the shower pressure, or rather, the *lack* thereof. Now, I'm not a princess, but I do like a decent shower. This shower… it was like being gently drizzled on by a particularly melancholic cloud. The water trickled. It sighed. It pleaded with me to turn it off. I eventually gave up and just stood there for what felt like an hour, trying to get the shampoo out of my hair. Seriously, I spent approximately 20 minutes just staring in despair at where the shower head should have been blasting water. I ended up feeling like a wet, slightly disgruntled houseplant. The whole experience was a microcosm of my Beijing trip: Beautiful, overwhelming, and with a slight air of "are you *sure* this is supposed to be working?" I'm pretty certain I saw a tear or two of frustration run down my face. Then, the water pressure on the toilet was, well, I won't get into that. Let's just say, the plumbing didn't exactly feel like a "best kept secret." I'd give the shower a hard pass next time.
Anything Else I should know about??
Yes! The small, sometimes *very* small elevators. I swear I saw a couple get in, and struggle to let their suitcases in also. It reminded me so much of a clown car. The WiFi... yeah, bring a strong VPN. And learn a few basic Mandarin phrases. It'll make the whole experience infinitely more enjoyable. Trust me. And keep an open mind. Beijing is a sensory overload, and this little hotel is just a small part of the crazy adventure. Get ready for a taste of real Beijing!
