Escape to Paradise: Roswitha Apartment, Wagrain, Austria!
Escape to Paradise (Maybe?): My Ramblings on Roswitha Apartment, Wagrain, Austria
Alright, buckle up, folks, because I'm about to spill the beans (and probably some schnitzel sauce) on Roswitha Apartment in Wagrain, Austria. This isn't your sterile, perfectly curated travel blog post. This is real life, with all the messy, glorious, and occasionally disappointing bits thrown in. Let's get this show on the road!
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(Okay, back to the REAL review…)
So, the whole spiel of "Escape to Paradise"… well, let's just say it's more "Escape to Wagrain" at least. I'm still processing the whole trip. First Impressions? Clean, very clean. Like, surgically clean. But more on that later when we get to the Hygiene Olympics.
First Impressions: Accessibility & Getting Around (Because, Frankly, It Matters)
Okay, let's dive in. One of the BIGGEST reasons I chose Roswitha was the promise of accessibility. Did it deliver? I'd tentatively say… mostly. The elevator was a HUGE plus, a real lifesaver, because I got the impression most of the good rooms in the apartment were, you guessed it, on the higher floors. The public areas mostly seemed wide open and accessible. Of course, there's a bit of a ramp to the common area and I didn't see the whole place, but it was much better than some other places with the stairs even to the entrance. So, points for effort, Roswitha!
The Spa & Relaxation Zone (Okay, NOW We're Talking!)
This is where things got interesting. The spa! Oh, the spa. Look, I'm a sucker for a good sauna after a day on the slopes. And Roswitha's spa… It was decent. The pool with a view was seriously amazing - watching the snow fall while you're blissfully floating is an experience. The sauna was hot, like it should be. Okay maybe it wasn't the most luxury, and one of the sauna benches looks like it needed to be replaced, but all in all, it was amazing. I mean, who doesn't secretly fantasize about being swaddled in a fresh bathrobe after a good sweat? The steam room was equally delightful. The massage… look, I tried to make a booking, but the spa was booked solid. I was so disappointed. And no, I didn't get the body scrub or the body wrap. Seriously, if I was a hotel owner, I would make sure everyone got a massage.
The Rooms: Clean, Clean, CLEAN (And a Few Quirks)
My room was spotless, which is a massive plus in my book. They really do take the cleanliness seriously. The Air Conditioning worked, which was a blessing. The blackout curtains were amazing for those lie-ins, and the extra long bed was welcome, especially after a long day of snowboarding. They offered bathrobes, which is another plus in my book. The hair dryer also worked. The mini-bar had a few drinks - but they weren't included. Still, it was a nice touch. Oh, and my room had a little balcony. Very cute. A lot of the rooms were like that.
Dinner & Drinks: Food, Glorious (and Sometimes Glum) Food
Okay, here's the honest truth. The food situation at Roswitha was a bit of a roller coaster.
- The Good: The breakfast buffet (Breakfast [buffet] was a fantastic start to the day. Loads of options, from your classic Western breakfast fare - but not just that - there were also European options! So much food! Coffee, tea, various baked goods, fruits, and cold cuts… all presented in a wonderfully hygienic manner. The chef made a seriously excellent omelet.
- The (Slightly) Less Good: The restaurants… well, there were a few.
- The Poolside bar was perfect for a quick snack and a local beer after a swim (nothing like a post-swim beer).
- You could probably get a decent meal at the restaurants, but I got the impression that for a better culinary experience, you have to leave Roswitha.
- The happy hour was a decent deal, but, honestly, it felt a bit subdued.
- The Weird: The vegetarian restaurant was in town. And by in the town, I mean… it was in the town. So basically, I stayed in the hotel, and then I had to leave the hotel to eat at the restaurant.
- Rambling: I had a salad in the restaurant and it was pretty sad. Definitely not the salad I was dreaming of. And there was no vegetarian option at the restaurant - even though there was a separate vegetarian restaurant in town?! It seems like they could improve quite a bit.
Services & Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter (Sometimes)
- The Pros: The availability of daily housekeeping was fantastic. The concierge was helpful, though I barely used them. The elevator was excellent. Wi-Fi was free (yay!).
- The Cons: I didn't use the facilities for disabled guests on purpose, so I can't comment on it.
- The Random: The gift shop. It was there. I bought a postcard. Nothing special. The **cash withdrawal ** (because I was so broke)
For the Kids (Because, Let's Face It, They're There)
I didn't travel with kids, but the family-friendly facilities seemed adequate. They had a babysitting service - and I saw a few kids running around having a grand old time.
Cleanliness & Safety: The Hygiene Olympics
Alright, buckle up, because here's where Roswitha really shines. I felt safe.
- COVID safety: Everything - and I mean everything - was about cleanliness. They had anti-viral cleaning products, frequent daily disinfection in common areas, hand sanitizer everywhere, and staff were constantly washing their hands, wearing masks, and generally erring on the side of caution. The kitchen and tableware items were sanitized, and there were individually-wrapped food options.
- More safety: They had the smoke alarms and the fire extinguisher, but that is normal.
- The overall feeling: I got the impression that Roswitha was trying its hardest to keep everything clean and safe to me. It was the hygiene certification that felt amazing. I'd also noticed the staff trained in safety protocol. The only downside of the cleanliness, it felt a touch sterile at times.
The Verdict: Paradise Found…? (Maybe Not, but It's Pretty Good)
Roswitha Apartment is a solid choice. A very good hotel, with top-notch cleaning standards, decent spa facilities, and generally friendly staff. The accessibility is a big plus, the breakfast is a winner, and the location is great for skiing/snowboarding.
Would I go back? Yes, probably. It's not perfect, but it's a comfortable, safe, and relatively accessible base for exploring Wagrain. Just maybe bring your own massage therapist. And maybe a better salad dressing.
Escape to Paradise: Heated Pool Villa near the Sea in Italy!
Alright, buckle up buttercups! This isn't your grandma's perfectly-formatted travel itinerary. This is… my attempt at a trip to Apartment Roswitha in Wagrain, Austria. And trust me, it's gonna be a ride. Prepare for the messy truth, the glorious highs, the "wait, did I pack deodorant?" lows. Let's go:
Trip: Wagrain – Apartment Roswitha – Unfiltered & Possibly Unhinged
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Luggage Panic of '24
- 8:00 AM (ish): Wake up, fueled by instant coffee that tastes suspiciously like burnt almonds. Start the "OMG, did I pack enough socks?!" anxiety spiral.
- 9:30 AM: Taxi ride to airport. Driver's already telling me his life story. I'm immediately regretting wearing my "Leave me alone" t-shirt.
- 11:00 AM: Check-in: Smooth… until I realize I’m leaving my (very expensive) noise-cancelling headphones at home! Cue inner scream. The airport is a vast, echoing chamber of my impending misery.
- 1:00 PM: Flight to Munich. Attempt to read. Fail. Stare intensely at a crying baby. Decide babies are…interesting.
- 4:00 PM: Arrive in Munich. Breathe a sigh of relief that the plane didn't crash. Find transfer to Wagrain.
- 6:00 PM: Train to St. Johann im Pongau. The scenery? Glorious. The guy next to me? Eating an entire sausage wrapped in bread practically right on top of my right eye.
- 7:30 PM (ish): Arrival in St. Johann and a pre-booked transfer to Apartment Roswitha. Okay, so the Roswitha apartment is a little… further than I thought. The driver is a charming old chap who tells me about the time he saw a bear. I'm slightly terrified but mostly just hungry.
- 8:30 PM: Finally, arrive at Apartment Roswitha. The view from the balcony is utterly breathtaking. Seriously. I audibly gasped. Okay, maybe I squeaked a little.
- 9:00 PM: Unpack. (Where is that blasted deodorant?!). Everything everywhere (or maybe just in my suitcase). Feeling a bit deflated about life until I see a bottle of local wine the owners left… Instant mood lifter.
- 9:30 PM: Settle in. Drink wine. Eat cheese. Plan the next day with an optimism fuelled by alcohol and the absolute beauty of the mountains at sunset. I'm in heaven.
Day 2: Conquering the Ski Slope (or at least, attempting to)
- **8:00 AM: (ish) ** Wake up stiff. It's an issue. Then remember the view. Immediately forget the stiffness.
- **9:00 AM: **Go get breakfast.
- 10:00 AM: Ski rental. The boots are trying to crush my feet, or possibly my soul. The guy at the rental place is super chill, which is good because I'm already feeling clumsy.
- 11:00 AM: I've found they have a ski school at the base! Turns out I have approximately zero skill. I look like Bambi on ice. The instructor is patient. Bless him.
- 12:30 PM: Lunch break. Sausage. Beer. Bliss. The other skiers are gliding past me like graceful eagles. I'm more like a slightly wobbly penguin.
- 1:30 PM: Back to the slopes. The instructor’s encouraging words have vanished. Have to be.
- 3:00 PM: The Great Falls. Yes. I fell flat on my face. And then laughed hysterically. Then felt a twinge in my… everything.
- 4:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Hot shower. Muscle ache alert.
- 6:00 PM: Cooking. Realizing I can barely boil water. End up with a somewhat edible pasta dish. Dinner is served.
- 7:00 PM: Staring into the distance. Feeling the effects of the day, the food, the sunshine. What an awesome day!
- 8:00 PM: Early night. Exhausted. The mountains are glorious. I'm going to bed.
Day 3: Exploring Wagrain & The Unexpected Delight of a Strudel
- 9:00 AM: Wake up feeling surprisingly good. The ski slopes are somehow calling my name!
- 10:00 AM: Wander through Wagrain. Charming little town. So far I went to: a tiny shop, where I bought Austrian chocolates.
- 11:00 AM: A local bakery, and the smell of fresh bread. I buy what might be the most delicious apple strudel of my life. I. Could. Cry.
- 12:30 PM: Head back to the slopes. Feeling slightly more confident today.
- 1:00 PM: A slightly more successful attempt at the slopes. I can actually see a slight improvement!
- 2:00 PM: A coffee break. In a cosy mountain cafe.
- 3:00 PM: Continue my learning. Today the instructor told me I "have a good spirit". Now that sounds like a win to me!
- 4:00 PM: Back to town and sit in a restaurant
- 5:00 PM: Realising I am cold.
- 6:00 PM: Drink some hot drinks with my favourite books.
- 8:00 PM: Go to bed!
Day 4: The Day of Chill & A Fond Farewell
- 9:00 AM: Lazy morning. Coffee, balcony, sunshine. The mountains are still there. Still beautiful. Life is… good.
- 10:00 AM: Walk.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch with some more pastry.
- 1:00 PM: A walk to find a place to catch the sunset.
- 2:00PM: Packing. The end of my trip looms. Feel a pang of sadness.
- 6:00 PM: Last meal at a local restaurant. Amazing traditional Austrian food! (and more wine)
- 8:00 PM: Early to bed. Tomorrow's a long travel day. I'm going to miss this place.
Day 5: Departure & The Aftermath
- 8:00 AM: Pack up.
- 9:00 AM: Transfer to Munich.
- 11:00 AM: Flight home.
- 5:00 PM: Home sweet home. Exhausted but happy. My ski boots now smell suspiciously of cheese.
Post-Trip Thoughts:
- I'll be back. No question.
- I need to learn how to ski. More importantly, I want to.
- Austrian strudel should be a food group.
- Apartment Roswitha was perfect. Cozy, charming, a true home away from home.
- The mountains… they're magic.
- And YES, I did eventually find the deodorant!
- It was a truly wonderful trip.
So there you have it. The messy, slightly chaotic, and utterly truthful tale of my Austrian adventure. Hope you had fun reading it! Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I need another strudel…
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Belvilla Awaits in Menorca!
Escape to Paradise (Maybe?): Your Guide to Roswitha Apartment, Wagrain, Austria - Because Let's Be Real, Travel Ain't Always Instagram-Perfect
Alright, spill the beans. Is "Paradise" *really* an accurate description of Roswitha Apartment?
Location, location, location! Is it actually ski-in/ski-out, or is that just marketing fluff?
The apartment itself...what's the vibe? Modern? Rustic? Do I need to bring earplugs for the party animals next door?
Let's talk about the kitchen. Is it actually usable or more of a "microwave and hope for the best" situation?
Wagrain itself...what's there to *do* besides ski/board? Is it a ghost town after the slopes close?
Any "lessons learned" or things you wish you'd known before you went? Like, important stuff.
Okay, you mentioned a "hot water situation." Elaborate. Please.
