Escape to Paradise: Nikos Hotel, Crete's Hidden Gem
Escape to Paradise: Nikos Hotel, Crete - My Chaotic (and Wonderful) Adventure
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the Cretan beans on Nikos Hotel. Forget those perfectly polished travel blogs – this is the real deal, warts and all (mostly the good ones, thankfully!). I just got back, and my brain is still buzzing with ouzo-fueled memories and the faint scent of sunscreen. Let's dive in, shall we? And be warned, I'm not afraid to ramble…
First Impressions: The Accessible Arrival & My (Minor) Freakout
So, accessibility. Big win for Nikos Hotel. They actually get it. Ramp access everywhere, elevators that didn’t smell like mothballs (a huge plus!), and spacious rooms. My travel buddy, bless his perfectly organized soul, uses a wheelchair, and he was seriously impressed. The elevator was a lifesaver. They've clearly thought about this. (More hotels, please take note!).
Internet Angst – Or, How I Didn't Quite Stay Connected
Okay, let's get the tech stuff out of the way. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! YES! Except… here's where my perfectionism and the Greek gods clashed. The Wi-Fi, bless its heart, wasn't always lightning fast. Sometimes it was like watching paint dry. There was also Internet [LAN] in the rooms.
Accessibility & Convenience - Praise Zeus!
I have to say, they earned some brownie points for a few things. The elevator was a lifesaver. The car park was free and easy. The facilities for disabled guests were a welcome sight. And the freaking coffee shop? Yes to the coffee shop.
Spa Day - Nirvana Achieved (Mostly)
Okay, I'm a sucker for a spa, and the Nikos Hotel's offering… well, let’s just say it was heavenly, even when the angels weren't lined up. The massage was absolutely divine. The masseuse, bless her strong, tiny hands, worked out knots I didn't even know I had. I opted for the Body Scrub and the Body Wrap. Oh, the Sauna! Sweating out all the stress and… well, probably more than a few too many gyros. The Pool with view was the real star. Floating in that crystal-clear water, overlooking the turquoise sea… it was pure bliss. I even braved the Steamroom, which I'm pretty sure I've never done before in my life.
Food, Glorious Food (and Maybe a Bit Too Much Ouzo)
The food at Nikos Hotel was a triumph. From the Breakfast [buffet] that was an explosion of colors and flavors, to the restaurants with their mouthwatering A la carte options… my stomach (and my waistband) were very, very happy. I'm not a huge fan of Asian cuisine, but I was open to trying. The Poolside bar was a lifesaver for afternoon cocktails, and the Happy hour was a glorious blur of cheap drinks and questionable decisions(I might have ordered a whole bunch of different desserts).
Now, About That Asian Cuisine…
I'm fairly well-travelled, and one of my passions is food. So the promise of a variety of food at the hotel, especially cuisines like Asian, was tempting. The flavors were a little more reserved than I expected, but I'm a firm believer that everyone deserves a meal.
The Anti-COVID Measures: A Necessary but Somewhat Sterile Embrace
Let’s be honest, traveling in the age of Covid is… different. Nikos Hotel was doing its best to be safe. Hand sanitizer was everywhere, and the Staff trained in safety protocol were polite and efficient. They had Anti-viral cleaning products and Daily disinfection in common areas. I appreciated the effort, but at times, it felt a little… sterile. There was the Individually-wrapped food options (which felt slightly wasteful, but hey, safety first!) and the Physical distancing of at least 1 meter in the restaurants.
My Room: A Cozy Haven (With a Few Quirks)
My room? Lovely. Clean, comfortable(the linens were so fresh), and with a balcony offering a stunning view (and a place to dry my swimsuit, which is important!). The Air conditioning worked a treat and the Blackout curtains were a godsend. The Desk was a convenient space for writing notes and the refrigerator was a welcome addition. It had a mini bar, but I didn't really use it. My big complaint… the mirror was a little low for me. I had to bend down to put on my eyeliner. A minor detail, but still! Also, I would have loved a bigger window that opens, but I couldn't complain.
Things to Do (When You're Not Just Lounging by the Pool)
Okay, this is Crete! You can spend your whole vacation in the pool and be totally happy. The hotel makes it simple to book your trip. Car park [on-site] will help you get around.
Service and Smiles (Mostly)
The staff at Nikos Hotel were generally lovely. The concierge was helpful with booking excursions, the front desk was available 24 hours.
The Little Things - The Quirks and the Imperfections
No place is perfect, and Nikos Hotel had its quirks: the occasional glitchy Wi-Fi, a slightly over-zealous air conditioning unit in the gym, the lack of pets allowed.
Overall: Paradise Found (and Slightly Messy)
Would I go back to Nikos Hotel? Absolutely. It's a beautiful hotel with a great location. I found my own imperfect paradise, and that's exactly what I was looking for. Book it, and prepare to fall in love with Crete. Just remember to pack your sunscreen, embrace the mess, and get ready to have some well-deserved fun!
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- H2: Now, About That Asian Cuisine…
- H2: The Anti-COVID Measures: A Necessary but Somewhat Sterile Embrace
- H2: My Room: A Cozy Haven (With a Few Quirks)
- H2: Things to Do (When You're Not Just Lounging by the Pool)
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your average, pristine travel itinerary. This is… my Nikos Hotel, Crete Island, Greece diary. Prepare for the glorious mess, the unfiltered truth, and maybe a few questionable decisions along the way.
Day 1: Arrival & Initial Panic (Or, How I Accidentally Became Best Friends With a Cat Named "Trouble")
- Morning (ish): Flight into Heraklion airport. Okay, so let's just say "morning" is a generous estimate. I was fueled by lukewarm airport coffee and the vague feeling that I'd forgotten something crucial. Like, maybe my brain. Or my passport. (Spoiler alert: found it.)
- Afternoon: Taxi to Nikos Hotel. Holy smokes, the drive! That Cretan landscape is something else. Olive groves for days, rugged mountains in the distance… I swear, I nearly choked on my own jaw from the sheer visual overload. Arrived at the hotel, and immediately had a small, internal meltdown over the sheer amount of sun. I like sun, but, like, moderation, you know?
- Afternoon (continued): Check-in. The lovely receptionist (I think her name was Eleni… or maybe it was Maria? My memory is like a sieve already.) greeted me with genuine warmth. Then, the room. Simple, clean, with a balcony that promised epic views. And it delivered. Even better? My balcony immediately became a cat magnet. This fluffy, ginger furball, who, for reasons unknown, I dubbed "Trouble," decided I was his personal food dispenser and nap buddy. Best. Mistake. Ever.
- Evening: Wandered the hotel's grounds, awkwardly attempting to navigate my crippling lack of Greek. Dinner at the hotel restaurant: Moussaka. Phenomenal. I inhaled it, probably offending everyone within a 10-meter radius. Fell asleep to the sound of cicadas and the purr of Trouble, who had somehow managed to sneak into my room. He even took over the bed. Oh well, guess I'm a cat person now.
Day 2: Beach Shenanigans & The Great Olive Oil Debacle
- Morning: Beach time! Drove to a local beach. (Okay, by "drove," I mean I somehow managed to navigate a rental car through incredibly narrow roads with zero GPS connection. But hey, I got there!) The water was the most unbelievable shade of turquoise. I spent the first hour just staring, completely mesmerized. The second hour? Attempting to gracefully enter the water without looking like a complete idiot. Fail. Repeated.
- Lunch: Found a little taverna on the beach. Ordered grilled octopus. It tasted like… well, like the sea, in the best possible way. The waiter (seriously, everyone is incredibly nice here) taught me a few basic Greek phrases. "Yamas!" (cheers!) and "Efkharisto" (thank you!) are now firmly embedded in my vocabulary.
- Afternoon: Olive oil tasting. Yes, I know, it sounds like a minor event. But OH MY GOD. Cretan olive oil is basically liquid gold. The guide, a tiny, enthusiastic woman named Sofia, explained the whole process. The differences between the types, the harvesting, all the way to the taste (she even said I had a good pallet, which made me feel very sophisticated!) We sampled different oils. I was converted. I bought enough to fill a small suitcase. I'm going to be the olive oil distributor of Crete!
- Evening: Attempted to pack my olive oil haul carefully, and make sure the travel sized shampoo and conditioner didn't spill all over my clothes (which I now suspect is impossible.) Found my way back onto the balcony, and there was Trouble! He demanded his daily dose of head scratches. Life is complete.
Day 3: Knossos Ruins & The Existential Dread of Ancient History (And, Oh Yeah, More Olive Oil!)
- Morning: Knossos Palace. Okay, so I'm no archaeologist. But, standing in the ruins of this ancient Minoan city was genuinely awe-inspiring. I wandered around, trying to piece together what life must have been like. The frescoes! The columns! The sheer history! It all culminated in something of an existential crisis involving the transient nature of human existence. (Luckily, I found a bakery with some incredible pastries nearby, which helped with the despair.)
- Lunch: Ate at a cafe and was joined by a new friend, a stray dog, who I named "Plato" (because, you know, philosophy!). He seemed very interested in my fries.
- Afternoon: Back to the olive oil shop. (Don't judge me!) Sofia had given me the location of a better variety of olive oil, and I needed it. I'm thinking of making it my life's mission to single-handedly keep the Cretan olive oil industry afloat. I think I may be in love with olive oil…or maybe I'm just tired.
- Evening: Dinner at the hotel. Tried to order something I could pronounce. I don't think it came out right. Never, ever, order something you can't pronounce. Luckily, the dish was still delicious, and Trouble made a brief appearance, wanting a lick of my food. Fell asleep to the sound of the sea, contemplating the meaning of life (and how much olive oil I could realistically carry home).
Day 4: The Samaria Gorge (Attempted Hiked) And… The Curse of the Blisters
- Morning: The Samaria Gorge! This was it! I was going to conquer the longest gorge in Europe! I was going to be a hiker! I was going to post about it on Instagram!
- Morning (Continued): Hiked for an hour. The scenery was breathtaking. I took a billion photos. Climbed some rocks, and felt like the ultimate adventurer. Then, my feet started to hurt. Then, they REALLY started to hurt. Then a tiny blister popped up. Then another. And another.
- Afternoon: I turned back. (Okay, I was literally helped back, I was so close to dying.) I did get most of the hike done before I gave up.
- Afternoon (Continued): Beach time to soothe by soul, and my feet. I swear, I've been a beach bum my entire life. The ocean air is just what my soul and my feet needed.
- Evening: Tried to salvage my battered pride by trying to have a pleasant dinner. I took a walk down by the coast. I'm pretty sure I tripped over my own feet. The Greek food was amazing, as per usual. But the blisters, they cursed me with every step. Trouble came and went, and the cicadas sang their songs.
Day 5: Goodbye, Trouble. Hello, Reality (And Packing!)
- Morning: Last morning! Spent it on the balcony, soaking up the sun and trying to mentally prepare for the dreaded return to… well, reality. Trouble came for his last head scratches, then disappeared (Cats! am I right?). Breakfast was spent trying to make my suitcase fit all the olive oil, and the souvenirs, and all the things I didn't even know I had bought.
- Afternoon: Checked out of the hotel. Honestly, I probably shed a small tear when I said goodbye to Eleni/Maria. Crete has a way of getting under your skin.
- Afternoon (Continued): Airport. More lukewarm coffee. The flight was long.
- Evening (And Beyond): Back home. I'm exhausted, sunburnt, and my feet still hurt. But I also have a suitcase full of olive oil, a heart full of memories, and the distinct feeling that I'll be back in Crete. And I'm pretty sure, the day I arrive back, I'll have a friend, Trouble, waiting for me.
So there you have it. The raw, unfiltered truth of my Crete adventure. Flawed, messy, and utterly wonderful. Until next time, Yamas! (and don't forget the olive oil!)
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Okay, Okay, Spill. Is Nikos Hotel REALLY Paradise? Like, for REAL real?
Alright, let's get this straight. Paradise? Look, I've never sipped ambrosia with Zeus, but Nikos Hotel comes pretty darn close. It’s not some sterile, Instagram-perfect resort. Think more… *lived-in* paradise. Think sunshine-drenched balconies where you can almost *feel* the history baked into the stone. It's the kind of place where you wake up to the sound of roosters (yes, REAL roosters! I almost tripped over one the first morning – mortifying, by the way) and the smell of freshly baked bread wafting from the kitchen.
But hold your horses. It's paradise with a few bumps in the road. Like the time I tried to order a cosmopolitan and the barman, bless his heart, looked at me like I sprouted a second head. Turns out, they're all about the local stuff. Re-think your drink desires!
What's the Vibe? Luxurious? Rustic? Somewhere in Between? Because I'm VERY particular about towels.
"Rustic" is definitely the keyword, but not in a "falling-apart-and-covered-in-dust" way. More like, "charming-and-weathered-with-a-sense-of-history." The rooms aren't minimalist Ikea creations (thank GOD). Think comfy, slightly mismatched furniture (I love that!), with balconies that give you views directly over the Aegean. (Which, by the way, is bluer than any picture can EVER capture.)
The towels? Okay, okay, you got me. They *are* a little…well-loved. Not threadbare, but not the plushy, fluffy ones you'd get at a five-star. But honestly, after a day spent swimming in the sea, who even cares about the towel? It's all about the experience, and this place delivers. Seriously, if you're looking for sterile perfection, go somewhere else. If you want charm and authenticity, this is your jam.
Tell me about the Food. Food is IMPORTANT. I'm a foodie, is it worth it?
Oh, the food! Brace yourself. Yes, it's worth it. More than worth it, really. This isn't a "buffet-of-beige-stuff" situation. It's traditional Greek food prepared with fresh, local ingredients. Think sun-ripened tomatoes that burst with flavor, olives so good they practically sing, and lamb that's so tender it falls off the bone just by *looking* at it.
Here's the kicker: breakfast. They provide a spread that is… *insane*! Fresh pastries, homemade yogurt with honey, crusty bread, local cheeses… it's enough to fuel you for a day of exploring. I ate so much the first morning I almost couldn't move. I spent my entire day walking it off! Seriously. I almost had to be rolled to the beach. Don’t plan on wearing your skinny jeans on Day 1.
Oh, and try the taverna down the road. It's a family-run place, where the grandma is in the kitchen. I think I gained five pounds just from looking at her. The best moussaka and the best company ever. You cannot leave without going!
The Beaches. The REAL reason we're all here. What are they like? Are they crowded?
Okay, the beaches. *Sigh*. They're the reason I’d sell my left kidney (maybe). The water is that postcard-perfect turquoise blue you see on Instagram, but *real*. The sand is soft. The sun is *relentless* (bring sunscreen, people!).
Here's the best part: it's NOT overrun by crowds. Okay, it's not completely deserted, but you won't be fighting for a square inch of sand like sardines. Plenty of space to spread out, soak up the sun, and listen to nothing but the waves. I found this tiny cove one day… just me, the sea, and a bottle of local wine. Absolute bliss. Now, about that little cove... I wonder if they even know it exists... You'll have to find your own, because I am not going to tell you where mine is! Just kidding, maybe.
Sounds Amazing! But... What's the Catch? What's Bad About Nikos Hotel? Tell me the truth!
Okay, honesty time. There are a few *minor* things. The Wi-Fi can be a bit… spotty. Fine for checking emails, but don't plan on streaming Netflix. You're in Greece, for goodness sake! Put the phone down! Enjoy the moment!
Also, the approach to the hotel is a bit rough. The road is... well, let's say it's "characterful". Think narrow and winding. I’m a terrible driver and nearly died a few times. Actually, I’m pretty sure I screamed “Oh, Sweet Zeus, PLEASE!” a good many times. It added to the adventure, I guess.
And finally, the sound insulation isn’t great. If you have noisy neighbors, you might hear them. But honestly, after a long day soaking up the sun and eating delicious food, you'll be sleeping so soundly you won't even notice. Except for the roosters. The roosters *you will* hear. Embrace it. It’s part of the charm, or perhaps is just part of the Cretan way of life.
Okay, I'm Sold! Any Tips for a First-Timer?
Absolutely!
- **Learn a few basic Greek phrases.** "Efharisto" (thank you) and "Kalimera" (good morning) go a long way. The locals appreciate the effort. Even if you butcher it, they'll love you.
- **Pack light, but bring good sunscreen.** And a hat! The sun is fierce.
- **Rent a car (with a good insurance).** That winding road becomes a lot less scary after a while. Plus, you'll want to explore the island.
- **Embrace being a bit lost.** You WILL get lost. It’s part of the fun. Ask a local!
- **Don't be afraid to try something new.** Order that mysterious dish on the menu. Strike up a conversation with the old man sipping coffee at the cafe. This is what it’s all about!
- **Most importantly: Go with an open mind and a sense of adventure.** Nikos Hotel is a place to disconnect from the ordinary and reconnect with yourself. It’s a place to slow down, breathe deeply, and appreciate the simple things in life. You might just find that paradise you've been searching for is closer than you think. Starlight Inns
