Escape to Delhi's Green Oasis: Hotel O Green Residency Near Appu Ghar!
Escape to Delhi's Green Oasis: Hotel O Green Residency – A Review That's a Bit of a Mess, But Hopefully, Honest!
Okay, so you're thinking of running away to Delhi? Smart move. And you've stumbled upon the Hotel O Green Residency near Appu Ghar, yeah? Well, buckle up, buttercup, because I'm about to dive in with a review that's less "perfectly polished brochure" and more "drunken aunt spilling tea."
First things first: Accessibility. They say they're accessible. I didn't personally use a wheelchair during my stay, but I did spot an elevator, which is a HUGE plus. Facilities for disabled guests are listed too - fingers crossed they’re actually accessible and not just lip service. Let’s hope they've thought of ramps and whatnot. It's a critical area, and I’d want a solid reassurance before booking if accessibility is key for you.
Cleanliness and Safety: This is where things got… reassuring. In our post-pandemic world, it’s EVERYTHING. They’re clearly trying, with anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, and rooms sanitized between stays. I saw hand sanitizer everywhere. They even had individually-wrapped food options - good for those germaphobes out there (like my wife!). The staff… well, they seemed to be trained alright, following the rules. Honestly, the amount of safety measures was almost… too much. I guess it gave me peace of mind! They even had doctor/nurse on call, which is good to know, especially if you’re prone to Delhi Belly (thank God I wasn't!).
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Okay, now we're talking! I’m a sucker for food, and the restaurants at Hotel O Green Residency were decent. They had a buffet in restaurant for breakfast, which is always a win. And they actually offered Asian and Western cuisine. The breakfast [buffet] was a good start to the day. They had a coffee shop and a poolside bar, perfect for wasting an afternoon. The Happy hour was a welcome thing! I'm not a vegetarian, but for those who are, they had a vegetarian restaurant. There was also a room service [24-hour], which is handy when you crash after a long day of sightseeing and need a midnight snack!
The Rooms: My room was… alright. Clean, thankfully. They had air conditioning, a desk, and a coffee/tea maker – essentials, really. I liked the blackout curtains because Delhi gets bright, and I need my sleep! The bed was comfortable enough, though, I have to admit, I found the complimentary tea to be a bit weak. The shower was excellent. They supplied toiletries and slippers, which I appreciate. But, the internet? I need to give a serious shoutout because the Wi-Fi [free] was AMAZING!
Services and Conveniences: This is where the hotel really shines, in my opinion. They have everything! A concierge, luggage storage, laundry service, and even dry cleaning. They offered currency exchange and a cash withdrawal service. There's a gift/souvenir shop! Car park [free of charge] - that’s always a plus. And they have Air conditioning in public area because, hello, Delhi heat!
For the Kids: This hotel seems to be geared towards families. They offer babysitting service, which is brilliant. They have kids facilities and a kids meal. Not applicable to me but must matter to many.
Ways to Relax: Now, this is where I want to spend some time. The swimming pool [outdoor] was the highlight of my trip! After a sweaty day of exploring the city, jumping in that pool with its pool with view was pure bliss. Bliss, I tell you! They also have a fitness center (I didn't go, I'm lazy), a spa with sauna, steamroom, and they offer massage and body scrub/wrap. I didn't try any spa treatments, but if the pool is anything to go by, I'd imagine it's good. I almost skipped the pool - biggest mistake! I’m going to start booking now for the pool view alone.
Things to do: Okay, so you're near Appu Ghar. That's a big plus for families with kids.
Getting Around: They offer airport transfer and taxi service, which is convenient. There also is a car park [free of charge] and car park [on-site].
Let's Talk About Imperfections:
Okay, here’s the real talk. The service wasn't always perfect. Sometimes, it felt like there were communication issues. And, a few times, I waited a while for the room service. But nothing truly terrible.
The Verdict:
Look, the Hotel O Green Residency isn't perfect. But it's a solid choice if you're looking for a comfortable, safe, and convenient base to explore Delhi. The service could be better, but the amenities are great, especially the pool.
My Quirky Observation: The lobby music was… let's say, eclectic. One minute Bollywood, the next smooth jazz. Kept you guessing.
My Emotional Reaction: I actually really enjoyed my stay. I felt safe, well-fed, and relaxed. The pool saved me. It’s a good choice, probably. It's not the fanciest hotel in Delhi, but it's a genuinely nice place to stay, especially with the current safety regulations.
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Escape to Delhi's Green Oasis: Hotel O Green Residency – Your Poolside Paradise Awaits!
Tired of the Delhi heat? Craving a getaway filled with relaxation, delicious food, and stress-free exploration? Then you need to book your stay at the Hotel O Green Residency, stat!
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- Beat the Heat with Our Outdoor Pool: Picture this: you, lounging by our glistening, refreshing outdoor pool, sipping a cocktail, and forgetting all your worries. Pure. Bliss.
- Stay Worry-Free: We're serious about safety! Enjoy your stay knowing that we're constantly sanitizing, providing hand sanitizer, and following all the necessary protocols to keep you healthy and happy.
- Fuel Your Adventures: Start your day with a delicious breakfast buffet, and refuel with a la carte options throughout the day. From Asian delights to Western favorites, your taste buds will thank you.
- Convenience at Your Fingertips: Need anything? We've got you covered. From 24-hour room service to currency exchange, a concierge, and laundry service – we take care of the details so you can enjoy your vacation.
- Family-Friendly Fun: Traveling with the kids? We have babysitting services!
- Unbeatable Value: Enjoy all this at a price that won't break the bank!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your average travel itinerary. This is a week-long stay/near-death experience in the heart of… well, near the heart of things. The Hotel O Green Residency, bless its slightly-worn-at-the-seams soul, and the chaos of Appu Ghar New Delhi & NCR, which, let's be real, is probably more like New Delhi and NCR, India.. Let's just say, I'm going in with an open mind, a slightly frantic spirit, and a stomach prepared for anything (which, let's face it, is probably the most important thing).
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Room Hunt/Hotel Tango
- Morning (Maybe): Flight squawk! Delhi bound! Landed. Immigration, you know the drill: the slow shuffle, the sweaty brows, the agonizing wait while some dude in front of me argued with the agent about his… well, I have no idea, but it seemed important. The baggage carousel, a swirling vortex of hopeful expressions and delayed gratification. Finally, my battered suitcase emerges, victorious.
- Afternoon: The Taxi Gauntlet. Oh sweet Jesus. So, the pre-booked taxi was a no-show. Cue the vultures – I mean, helpful taxi drivers – circling, clamoring for my attention. They’re like sharks smelling chum, the air thick with diesel fumes and the promise of a hefty fare. Negotiating? Forget about it, I’m already fried. Managed to secure a ride to the fabled Hotel O Green Residency. Pray for me.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Check-in and Room Revelation. The lobby… it’s… functional. The staff are polite, but their eyes have that seen-too-much-of-everything quality. Check-in is surprisingly smooth. Then the room. Ah, the room. It looks like the photos, but with that slightly off lighting and a faint smell of… well, I'm not sure what it is, but it's there. I did a frantic inspection: AC? Check. Bed? Looks comfy enough, though the threadbare coverlet has seen better days. Bathroom? Ah, the porcelain throne is intact, that's a win, small, but important, I will admit it.
- Evening: Dinner…Survival Mode Activated. Hotel restaurant? Debatable. I ventured out, walked a few blocks in an area that’s buzzing, and found a little eatery with plastic tables and more spices than I've ever faced in my life. (My stomach is already doing nervous somersaults) I pointed at a dish that looked vaguely safe, and said "Mild. Please." I'll let you know how that goes. Right now, I'm steeling myself for the taste of adventure.
Day 2: Appu Ghar (aka The Joyride to Madness) and the Delhi Belly Tango
- Morning: Breakfast of Champions (or, at least, slightly edible cereal). The hotel buffet! Where dreams die… or at least, where my expectations of fluffy eggs and crispy bacon were brutally crushed. Cereal it is. And maybe, just maybe, a slice of suspiciously yellow fruit.
- Mid-Morning: Appu Ghar! The Quest for Amusement. Appu Ghar! The theme park! The reason I'm kinda in this area! Got a cab (took me twice the cost). The air is thick with the anticipation of screams and sticky cotton candy. The place is a riot of color and noise, and the rides… well, let's just say they're… enthusiastic. I went on the roller coaster and I can't be sure I haven't lost a limb. I swear I left a small piece of my soul on that ride.
- Afternoon: The Quest for Shade and Water. The heat is relentless, the sun, a vengeful god punishing me specifically. I spent a considerable amount of time in the shade, desperately trying to rehydrate myself. Water is my new best friend.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: The Delhi Belly Strikes (or, at least, a mild case of unease). I am officially questioning every food decision I've made in the last 36 hours. Let's just say, my stomach is expressing itself in… unpleasant ways. I am huddled in the hotel room, praying to the porcelain god. Chicken tikka masala might well be the enemy.
- Evening: Mild Food. Plain Rice. A Prayer. I'm trying to survive. Maybe even just a bit of plain rice. Water. And more water. Thank god for the hotel's (questionable) room service.
Day 3: Exploring the Capital (Maybe) and the Hotel's Dark Secrets
- Morning: Attempted Outing - The Abandoned Plan! I had grandiose plans! A trip to Qutub Minar! A spice market tour! But, alas, the Delhi Belly has rendered me a prisoner of the porcelain throne. I'll settle for gazing out the window at the hazy Delhi skyline.
- Afternoon: Hotel Reconnaissance. Okay, so, I was bored and trapped. I decided to investigate the hotel's inner workings. I mean, what else was there to do? I ventured down to the pool. It looked… okay… but also like a place where mosquitoes might conduct their annual summer jamboree. I might skip that. And then, I had to investigate the mysterious door at the end of the hallway down in the hotel's first floor. But I didn't. I ran away.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: More Rest. Endless Water. The recovery process is slow, but steady. At least, that's what I'm telling myself.
- Evening: The Television. The Lifeline. The hotel TV is the only friend I have at this point. I flipped constantly between movies I had never heard, or Bollywood dramas and news from god knows where. It's all a blur, but it's something.
Day 4: Cultural Immersion (or, at least, a brief glimpse of it) and Shopping in a Whirlwind
- Morning: The Great Escape (Sort Of!). I managed to emerge from my self-imposed quarantine! Feeling slightly better! I started by getting a local driver to take me to a temple, which was incredibly grand, and crowded. Then to a park, where the air was polluted but at least felt different. People-watching is a sport.
- Afternoon: Shopping Spree (Or, Trying To Avoid Being Swallowed by the Chaos). The markets! Oh, the markets! A sensory overload of colors, smells and the relentless, friendly bartering that is at the soul of a market. They wanted me to buy everything. I bought… a trinket and some cheap incense.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Taxi Drama. The Art of Haggling (I Failed). Back to the hotel. The taxi driver tried to overcharge me. I tried to haggle. I failed miserably. I'm pretty sure he's now on his way to retire in a luxurious villa from my earnings.
- Evening: The Lonely Dinner. I really don't feel like going out again. I order room service again, and spend the night watching more TV, wondering if getting a better hotel would have been better.
Day 5: The Taj Mahal (An Attempt) and The Questionable Train Ride
- Early Morning: The Train Adventure. (Or, the Great Escape Attempt). Today, I planned an absolute epic. A trip to Agra, to see the Taj Mahal! The train! The train ride to get there! The chaos! This is not going like I planned.
- Afternoon: The Unforgettable Taj Mahal.. It's breathtaking. I had to push through the crowds for the best view. The Taj is a monument to love, a testament to beauty. It's also really, really hot.
- Late Afternoon: The Return Train.. The return? Even more of a mess. There were stray animals, noise, smells, and the train was delayed. I barely survived.
- Evening: Back to the Hotel! The Sweet Smell of Safety. Back at the hotel, ready for another night with the TV.
Day 6: Unplanned Day and Saying Goodbye
- Morning/Afternoon: Hotel. Room. Sleep. Recovery. I slept. A lot. And more and more water.
- Evening: A Last Stand! One last, brave meal. The hotel restaurant's chicken curry, and a final Bollywood film.
Day 7: Departure, and a vow to return (maybe)
- Morning: Farewell, Delhi! Taxi (hopefully not the same one as on day 1) to the airport. Security. The slow shuffle. The final wave, a mixed feeling of relief and… well, I have to admit, a little sadness.
- Afternoon: On the Plane! Back home. Exhausted, slightly bewildered, and with a bunch of stories that I can tell everyone back home. India…I love you, but I need a vacation from you.
So, there you have it. A week in Delhi, near Appu Ghar. A messy, imperfect, and utterly unforgettable experience. Would I recommend it? Yes, absolutely. But come prepared. Come armed with a sense of humor,
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Okay, so what IS this *thing* anyway? Like, in really, really simple terms?
Dude, if I could define *anything* in "really, really simple terms," I'd be a gazillionaire writing self-help books. This? This is a collection of…questions. And my hilariously inadequate (and sometimes brilliant, let's be honest) answers. It’s like, a brain dump, but with a semblance of organization. Mostly.
Okay, FINE. It's an FAQ. About... stuff. Hopefully, interesting stuff. My life. YOUR life. The existential dread that comes with folding fitted sheets. You know, the *important* things.
Are you, like, an expert on anything? Because some of these answers sound… questionable.
Expert? Honey, I’m an expert at overthinking the perfect grocery list. I can spend a good hour agonizing over the ideal type of hummus. So, no. I'm not an expert. But I AM an expert at *being* me. Which, as it turns out, is a pretty solid foundation for opining on… well, *everything*.
Look, I've got opinions. Lots of them. Some are well-researched. Some are based on deeply held beliefs gleaned from late-night Netflix binges. Take it with a grain of salt. A whole *mountain* of salt, if you're feeling particularly skeptical. And honestly? You should be.
Um... why are you doing this? Like, what's the point?
Okay, that's a fair question. Honestly? I started because I was *bored*. Pandemic boredom is a powerful motivator, folks. I also figured it might be a tiny bit therapeutic, like a weird, public diary. And okay, maybe a little bit of attention-seeking. We’re all human, right? I'm just… particularly transparent about my flaws.
Plus, maybe - just maybe - someone will read this and feel a little less alone in the beautiful, messy chaos of existence. If I can make one person laugh, or even just *think*, I consider it a win. Or, you know, maybe it'll be famous and I can finally pay off my student loans. A girl can dream.
What's the *deal* with the fitted sheets? You mentioned them earlier...
OH, THE FITTED SHEETS. They are my nemesis. My arch-enemy. The bane of my existence. I SWEAR, they’re constantly plotting against me. Every single time I try to fold one – and I've watched YouTube tutorials, I've bought those fancy sheet-folding boards, I've meditated on the perfect corner-to-corner tuck – I always, ALWAYS end up with a lumpy, misshapen blob. It's like folding a vengeful octopus.
I'm starting to think it's a conspiracy. Big Fitted Sheet is out there, manipulating the dimensions, making it impossible for mere mortals to achieve the elusive "perfect fold." Seriously, I'm half expecting a documentary about it, unveiling the deep, dark secrets of the fitted sheet industry. I'd watch that. And then probably cry.
What are your biggest pet peeves? (Besides fitted sheets, obviously.)
Ugh, don't even get me started. Okay, let's see. People who talk on speakerphone in public. People who clip their nails on public transport. People who leave their shopping carts in the middle of the damn parking lot. Those are the obvious ones. But then there are the subtle, insidious ones…
Like, when people start sentences with "So..." I just... *shudder*. Or when someone tries to justify their bad behavior with, "I'm just being honest." Or when someone sends an email that's just “Following up.” UGH! It implies that I'm not doing my job, and I'm a very responsible person. I should be a saint.
Oh! and the lack of understanding that my brain is running a 4.0 GPA in procrastination. I have to do things when I'm going to do them. It's just. How it is.
What's the best piece of advice you've ever received?
Okay, this is a good one. I'll admit, I've received a *lot* of advice during my time, some helpful (thank you, Mom and Dad!), and some… well, let's just say it wasn't helpful. I have been gifted with a whole host of good and bad experiences and stories.
But the best? This one's from my Grandma: When in doubt, eat cake. Yeah, it sounds a little silly, but the simple wisdom behind it is profound. If something's overwhelming you, if you're feeling down, or if life is just being a jerk? Find something that brings you joy, even for a little while. A piece of cake, a good book, a hilarious movie, your favorite music-- the world will keep spinning and will still be there when you're done.
What's a story that you keep thinking about?
Okay, here's one that pops into my head at the *weirdest* times. It's about a time I completely embarrassed myself in front of my crush, back in high school. It was the school dance, and I’d spent what felt like a solid week obsessing over my outfit. A blue dress with a lace overlay, that was supposed to look elegant but just looked… okay.
We'd made eye contact for like, two seconds the entire night, when I was walking towards the punch bowl and somehow tripped over my own feet. I went down with a dramatic thud, arms flailing, the punch bowl doing a graceful pirouette above me. I was drenched in fruit punch, covered in shame, and he was standing *right there*.
I wanted to disappear. I'm 30 something, and I *still* think about it at least once a month. I can *feel* the mortification. I swear I thought I'd never recover, but hey, I got to tell you later, and hopefully laugh.
What's the one thing you would tell your Younger Self?
Oh God, the things. Where do I even begin? I'd tell her a lot, and it would change her whole life probably. I'd tell her to worry less about what other people thought, and more about what made herStay Finder Blogs
