Langkawi's Hidden Gem: OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise!
Langkawi's Hidden Gem: OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise! - A Review That's Honest (and a Little Crazy)
Alright, folks, buckle up. We're diving headfirst into the (potentially) refreshing waters of OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise in Langkawi. I've just spent a week there (and I'm still unpacking the emotional baggage), and let me tell you, it's an experience. Forget gleaming brochures and polished reviews. This is the real deal, warts and all. So, grab a virtual drink, and let's get messy, shall we?
First Impression: Accessibility (and the Fear of Falling)
Okay, first things first: Accessibility. This is where things get… mixed. The website doesn't scream "wheelchair-friendly." I didn't personally assess this, but I'd cautiously say check with the hotel directly beyond what's online if complete accessibility is a must. The front desk itself is… well, it's a desk. No bells and whistles, but functional.
The Room: My Sanctuary (and Mini-Fridge Graveyard)
Let's talk Available in all rooms – because, let's face it, that's what you're really here for. My room? Ah, my room. It was a glorious haven from the Langkawi sun, at least at first. I'm talking Air conditioning (thank god!), Alarm clock (useless, thanks jet lag!), Bathrobes (yes!), Bathroom phone (seriously?), Bathtub (yes!), Blackout curtains (bliss!), Carpeting (a bit… dated, but clean!), Closet (essential!), Coffee/tea maker (lifesaver!), Complimentary tea (nice touch!), Daily housekeeping (thank you, angels!), Desk (where I crafted my travel masterpiece!), Extra long bed (yes!), Free bottled water (hallelujah!), Hair dryer (worked… mostly!), High floor (nope, ground level!), In-room safe box (used it!), Interconnecting room(s) available (nope!), Internet access – LAN (nope!), Internet access – wireless (Wi-Fi [free]** – absolutely, and let's be honest, it wasn’t always speedy, but hey!), Ironing facilities (thankfully, yes!), Laptop workspace (check!), Linens (clean!), Mini bar (nope – thank god! My credit card needed a break!), Mirror (check!), Non-smoking (thank you, world!), On-demand movies (nope!), Private bathroom (of course!), Reading light (essential for nighttime novel binges!), Refrigerator (yes!), Safety/security feature (yes!), Satellite/cable channels (yes!), Scale (no, thank goodness!), Seating area (yup!), Separate shower/bathtub (yes!), Shower (worked!), Slippers (nope!), Smoke detector (yes!), Socket near the bed (praise be!), Sofa (nope!), Soundproofing (eh, could be better!), Telephone (remember those?), Toiletries (basic, but adequate!), Towels (clean!), Umbrella (nope!), Visual alarm (nope!), Wake-up service (nope!), Window that opens (yes!)** and it let in the most glorious sea breeze at night!
The Bathroom? Functional. The water pressure? Sometimes a trickle, sometimes a tsunami. But hey, it's part of the charm, right? (Or maybe I'm just being overly positive).
The Food Scene: A Rollercoaster of Expectations
- Dining, drinking, and snacking… Okay, let's be real. The dining situation at Brick Cottage Paradise isn't its strongest suit, although, there's Breakfast service which is an Asian breakfast and Western breakfast. So there are some Asian cuisine in restaurant, and Western cuisine in restaurant options.
- The Good (Maybe): There's a Coffee/tea in restaurant.
- The "Meh": There's a Poolside bar, which could be fine if you're lounging by the Swimming pool [outdoor].
- The "Could Be Better": Limited options.
- The "I Need a Snack Now": I suggest the Snack bar that gets you through the day.
- My Honest Opinion: Some options exist, but I wound up spending most of my time eating out at the local street food stalls and restaurants.
Relaxation and Things To Do: Spa, Pool, and the Art of Doing… Almost Nothing
- Ways to relax: You know, you can get a Body scrub and a Body wrap and they have the Spa.
- This is the place to actually relax. Enjoy a Foot bath and let life pass you by.
- There is a Massage.
- There is the Pool with view.
- The Sauna, if you're after a good sweat, is a big plus in my book!
- Spa/sauna and the Steamroom.
Cleanliness and Safety: Pandemic-Era Peace of Mind
The hotel seems to take Cleanliness and safety seriously. Here's what I noticed:
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Used.
- Hand sanitizer: Available everywhere.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: It seemed like it.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Enforced (mostly).
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Yep, seemed like it. Again, my word is not final, but I felt safe.
- Not sure about Professional-grade sanitizing services and Sterilizing equipment; or if they used Individually-wrapped food options but I did appreciate the effort.
Services and Conveniences: Hit or Miss, but Always… Interesting
- Services and conveniences are plentiful. They have the Cash withdrawal, and Currency exchange, or the Concierge.
- A word of advice: Do be sure to check the Business facilities.
- They also have a Doorman, Dry cleaning.
- They have Indoor venue for special events but the Outdoor venue for special events is unavailable.
- There is also a Cashless payment service.
For the Kids: Family Fun?
- Babysitting service is available.
- The place is Family/child friendly and they have Kids facilities.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy (Mostly)
- * Airport transfer: Available (thank god!).
- Car park [free of charge]: Yes!
- Taxi service: Easily accessible.
The Bottom Line (and My Crazy Recommendation)
OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise is not perfect. It's got quirks, it's got some rough edges, and it's definitely not the Ritz. But, and this is a big BUT, it's got a certain charm. It's a place where you can actually feel like you're on vacation, away from the over-the-top luxury and pretense.
Here's my offer, my absolute BEST RECOMMENDATION:
Book OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise if:
- You're on a budget.
- You want a chill, laid-back vibe.
- You don't mind a few imperfections.
- You appreciate a good sea breeze.
- You're looking for a truly authentic Langkawi experience.
- You want to escape the crowds and the cookie-cutter hotels.
- You want a relaxing get away.
- You want a place to make more memories.
Book it now because you deserve it. You've earned this escape! And if you see me there, buy me a drink. I'll be the one with the slightly-too-much tan and a permanent smile on my face.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly polished travel itinerary. This is the REAL Langkawi, warts and all, from the chaotic brain of someone who’s probably going to lose their passport at some point. And we're basing this all out of… OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Homes, Langkawi. Right. Let's do this.
Langkawi: Operation "Don't Get Dengue" (and Maybe Find Some Decent Food)
Day 1: Arrival of the Tourists (and Unpacking Disaster)
- Morning (7:00 AM - 9:00 AM): The flight in. Ugh. Airports are my nemesis. Packed like sardines, the screaming kid two rows back, and that dude who really wanted to mansplain the turbulence. Finally, sweet, sweet Langkawi landed. I grabbed a pre-booked Grab (thank GOD, because haggling with the taxi mafia is not how I start a vacation), and we're off to OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Homes. Expectations? Low. This is an OYO, after all. But hey, a roof is a roof.
- Morning (9:30 AM - 11:00 AM): Brick Cottage Homes arrival. Okay, actually… it's… not terrible. The brick is, well, bricky. The aircon hums louder than expected. The bedsheets have that vaguely suspicious but ultimately harmless stain. Let's call it character. Unpacking, which always involves a full-blown existential crisis about the contents of my suitcase. Did I pack enough? Too much? Did I forget something crucial, like, say, deodorant? (Checks armpits. Phew.)
- Lunch (11:30 AM - 1:00 PM): Okay, starving. Gotta explore. First order of business: find some food. The internet says Nasi Kandar Tomato Restaurant is "a local institution." This is the kind of promisingly dodgy local institution I live for. Praying it's not just rice and ketchup.
- Afternoon (1:30 PM - 5:00 PM): This is where it gets messy. The restaurant. Oh. My. God. The food. The chaos. The spice! I chose the wrong thing, the best thing, I have no idea. But the flavors exploded in my mouth, and suddenly my face was covered in sweat and joy. This is why I travel. This is the experience!
- Evening (5:30 PM Onward): Nap. Or, at least, attempt to nap. The heat is relentless. Mosquitoes are circling like hungry vultures. Maybe crack open a beer (brought my own, obviously – airport prices are highway robbery) and watch some local TV. I'm not holding my breath for English subtitiles but just maybe I'll learn a bit of Malay?
Day 2: Beach Bliss (and Sand-Related Regret)
- Morning (8:00 AM - 10:00 AM): Beach time! Pantai Cenang, here we come! Sunscreen, check. Hat, check. Excitement, check. This is going to be idyllic. I'm picturing myself looking like a beach model effortlessly lounging as waves lap serenely at my feet.
- Morning (10:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Reality check. The sand is EVERYWHERE. In my hair, in my swimsuit, in my teeth. I managed to get a tiny bit of sunburnt, despite slathering on the SPF. Still, the water is warm and the beach is beautiful!
- Lunch (12:30 PM - 2:00 PM): Back to Pantai Cenang for lunch. Seafood, of course. I'm getting a little nervous about the sustainability of the fish I'm eating but it's so good. I end up eating, like, four plates of grilled squid. Regret? Absolutely not.
- Afternoon (2:30 PM - 6:00 PM): Watersports time! I'm torn between being impressed at my ability to stand up on a paddleboard and being deeply concerned about the amount of sea water I keep swallowing. But, like, it's FUN!
- Evening (7:00 PM Onward): Dinner at a beachside restaurant with live music and maybe a sunset view. Hopefully, the music will be good, not the kind that makes you want to hurl yourself into the sea. Also, I probably need to buy ALL the anti-mosquito spray.
Day 3: Cable Cars, Waterfalls, and Tourist Trauma
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): The Langkawi Cable Car! Supposed to be breathtaking. The queue is less breathtaking. And I'm not great with heights. But whatever, I'm going to DO this. The view from the top is pretty epic after the initial surge of stomach-churning terror.
- Lunch (12:30 PM - 2:00 PM): Lunch at a restaurant near the car park? Probably overpriced tourist trap central. Ah, well. Embrace the suck.
- Afternoon (2:30 PM - 5:00 PM): Telaga Tujuh Waterfalls. Okay, I'm genuinely excited about this. I love a waterfall. But the walk up is steep. And hot. And full of other tourists. But the waterfall is beautiful. Definitely worth the sweaty climb.
- Evening (6:00 PM Onward): Night Market time! Because you cannot leave Malaysia without experiencing a night market. The smells! The sights! The crowds! The potential for food poisoning! So many things to see, so little time. I hope I can remember where the cottage homes is!
Day 4: Island Hopping (and Minor Meltdowns)
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Island hopping tour. The tour itself isn't the problem; it’s the boat. And me. This is going to be an exercise in managing motion sickness (ginger candies, check!) and keeping a positive attitude (harder than it sounds). Hope I don't throw up.
- Lunch (12:30 PM - 2:00 PM): Lunch on the island. Hopefully, something not fried. Although, let's be honest, I'll probably eat something fried. Because I'm on vacation!
- Afternoon (2:30 PM - 5:00 PM): More island hopping. More boats. More potential for nausea. But also, hopefully, more beautiful scenery. Maybe, just maybe, I will relax and enjoy myself.
- Evening (6:00 PM Onward): A quiet dinner. A chance to actually reflect on all the places I've been. Or, more likely, I'll find some dodgy street food, watch TV, and mentally prepare for the inevitable laundry.
Day 5: Departure (and the Great Packing Purge)
- Morning (8:00 AM - 10:00 AM): Packing. The hardest thing I ever do. The contents of my suitcase are, once again, a mystery box. I'll try to cram everything in, probably fail, and then sit on the suitcase until it closes.
- Lunch (10:30 AM - 12:00 PM): One last Malaysian meal! Gotta make it count. Where to go? Somewhere utterly delicious, ideally within walking distance of my OYO.
- Afternoon (12:30 PM - 2:00 PM): Last-minute souvenir shopping (panicking!) and a final walk around the area.
- Departure (3:00 PM Onward): Grab to the airport. Goodbye, Langkawi! Until next time, when I promise to be more organized, less sweaty, and definitely better at packing.
- And Finally (4:00 PM): Airport Hell. See start. Hopefully, this time, I won't lose my passport.
So, there you have it. The messy, glorious reality of Langkawi, seen through the bleary eyes of a slightly deranged tourist. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go look for that deodorant. And maybe some more Nasi Kandar. Wish me luck.
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Langkawi's Secret Slobber: OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise - You GOT to See This! (Maybe...)
Okay, so what *is* this Brick Cottage Paradise thing anyway? And is it REALLY paradise-y?
Alright, buckle up buttercup, because "Paradise" might be stretching it. OYO 90907 Brick Cottage Paradise is… a collection of brick cottages. Think charming, BUT imagine that charm is slightly sun-faded, like your grandma’s favorite floral dress. It's in Langkawi, which is already a win, let's be real. It's not the Ritz, no. But the *vibe*? It's definitely… *relaxed*. Like, "I haven't seen a toothbrush in three days and I'm somehow okay with it" relaxed. It's cheap, cheerful (ish), and surprisingly close to some amazing stuff. Don't expect the manicured lawns of those Instagram resorts, okay? Expect chickens. And the faint scent of… well, let's just call it "local culture" wafting through the air. It's an experience. A *Langkawi* experience.
Location, Location, Location! Where is this hidden gem hiding? And is it...convenient?
Convenient is a *relative* term. It's not *on* Pantai Cenang beach, which is probably a good thing, because those beaches are JAM PACKED. Brick Cottage Paradise is nestled a few minutes away, inland a bit. You'll need a scooter, or a Grab (the local ride-sharing app, bless its heart). Walking? Possible, but you'll arrive looking like you've wrestled a rhino in the Langkawi heat. But, and here’s the *really* good part: it's close to the airport (like, practically spitting distance) and *very* close to the Cenang area. So, you're near the action, if you want it, but far enough away to, hopefully, get a decent night's sleep. I say "hopefully" because… see the chicken comment from earlier.
The Rooms! What are they *really* like? Because pictures lie…
Okay, picture this: a cozy brick cottage. Now, dial back your expectations. A bit. More. Okay, a LOT. The rooms are… basic. Think: Bed. Shower. Toilet. Aircon (probably, maybe, see below). Sometimes a TV. Maybe. Cleanliness is... variable. I’ve seen worse, I’ve certainly seen better. There's a *certain* rustic charm, which, for the price, is almost admirable. I had a room once where the air conditioning was... well, it *made* a noise. A very loud, very tired, very *hot* noise. It was like sleeping next to a disgruntled lawnmower. I swear I could feel a bead of sweat forming on my forehead *just thinking about it*. But hey, at least the roof didn't leak (that time). Bring your own bug spray (and maybe a spare blanket – just in case).
Are the staff...well, helpful? Or are you on your own?
Staff… are present. Let's put it that way. They are generally friendly, in a kinda "laid back Malaysian" way. Don't expect bellhops. Or concierge services. Or, you know, anything remotely resembling luxury. You are, to a large extent, on your own. But that's part of the charm, right? The freedom? Or maybe I’m just trying to sugarcoat the fact that I had to fix my own leaky faucet with duct tape I bought from a nearby shop. (It worked, by the way. I'm practically a local handyman now.) But honestly? They are helpful if you can find them and ask nicely. Just manage your expectations, like you're ordering food from a street stall: sometimes it's amazing, sometimes it's… an experience.
Food! Can I eat nearby? Is it any good? (I'm hungry!)
FOOD? Oh, YES. You're in Langkawi! Fantastic food, everywhere. Walking distance? Not so much. But grab that scooter I mentioned, or hail a Grab. Within a short drive you've got everything from authentic Malay food (try the nasi lemak - trust me) to Western-style cafes. The Cenang area is absolutely loaded with restaurants. Street food is your friend – it’s dirt cheap, delicious, and you can actually *see* them making it. My advice? Explore. Get lost. Eat everything that looks edible. You WON'T regret it. Except maybe the one time I ate something that looked suspiciously like a glowstick, but that's a story for another time…
Okay, so...should I stay here? Be brutally honest!
Listen. If you're looking for a luxurious, polished, flawless vacation, RUN. Run far and fast. This place isn't for you. If you want a sanitized, cookie-cutter experience, skip it. But… If you consider yourself an adventurer, a budget traveler, someone who doesn’t mind a little grit and imperfection, and you're looking for a *genuine* Langkawi experience, then… MAYBE. The price can't be beat, the location *is* pretty good, and you get to experience the REAL Langkawi. The Langkawi that the glossy brochures don’t show. It's an… *experience*. You might leave with incredible stories (like the time I saw a monkey try to steal a banana from someone's backpack), or you may leave wishing you had paid more for a hotel. But you WILL remember it. And sometimes, that’s the best travel memory of all. Just, maybe, bring earplugs.
One Last Anecdote! Give me the BEST (or WORST) Brick Cottage Paradise story you've got!
Alright, fine. Buckle up. This is gonna be messy. So, I was there last year. It was *hot*. Like, sun-beating-down-on-a-concrete-slab-in-July hot. The aircon in my room (I'm starting to think this might be a cruel joke at this point), well, it wasn't doing ANYTHING. Not a whisper of chilled air. Just a sad, wheezing sound. I opened the window FOR AIR, and let in the sounds of the jungle. Which, in this case, equated to a symphony of chirping insects and the occasional, bloodcurdling rooster call. Right at 4 AM. Every. Single. Morning. But the main event... was the rain. Oh, the rain. It started in the middle of the night, a tropical downpour like something from a movie. And the roof? Well, the roof apparently had a few… *strategic* leaks. Suddenly, I was navigating a miniature indoor waterfall. My neatly folded t-shirts were soaked. My travel journal was starting to resemble a soggy scrapbook. I was desperately trying to build a dam out of towels and anything else I could find. It was chaos. Utter, glorious chaos. And I was laughing. I mean, I WASComfy Hotel Finder
