Parisian Paradise: Hotel du Lys Awaits Your Dream Getaway!
Parisian Paradise: Hotel du Lys – My Brain's Take on It (and Yours, Probably)
Okay, so here's the deal: I just got back from a stay at the Hotel du Lys in Paris, and my brain is still buzzing with croissants and cobblestones. This review? It's not your typical, clinical hotel critique. Consider it more of a psychic download, filtered through the lens of a slightly caffeine-addicted, overly-opinionated travel blogger (that’s me!). Buckle up, buttercups, because this is going to be a wild ride.
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Let's Dive In (And I Mean, Literally, Maybe?)
First things first: Accessibility. This is HUGE, right? And I'm happy to report, Hotel du Lys, for the most part, is doing a decent job. Wheelchair accessible? Yep, they've got the elevator, ramps, and some rooms specifically designed for wheelchair users. Now, I didn't personally roll up in a wheelchair (though, after all the pastries, I sometimes felt like I needed one!), but I did take note of the things that matter. They seemed to have thought things through pretty well. There's even Internet access – both Wi-Fi in all rooms! (thank the heavens!) and Internet [LAN], in case you're old school (or have a seriously demanding online game to play…no judgment). And, I'm told they're fully compliant with Facilities for disabled guests, which is a huge win. Of course, verify details; I just get the vibe.
The Cleanliness & Safety Circus (And Oh Boy, is it a Circus…)
Okay, this is where my inner germaphobe went WILD. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Yup. Rooms sanitized between stays? Absolutely. Professional-grade sanitizing services? You got it. The Hygiene certification was proudly displayed, I think I saw some Sterilizing equipment in the background… I mean, the place felt clean. Maybe a little too clean? I was almost afraid to breathe too deeply, lest I disturb the antiseptic aura.
About the rooms: They offered Room sanitization opt-out available, in case you're feeling brave (or just really, really trust their cleaning staff). And I loved that they’ve invested in Safe dining setup. They seemed really on top of it.
The Room Itself (My Sanity Sanctuary)
My room? Ah, the room. It offered Additional toilet, Air conditioning (a GODSEND in the Parisian summer heat!), Alarm clock, Bathrobes (YES!), Bathtub, Blackout curtains (for those precious extra hours of sleep), Carpeting (a little more luxurious than the rough tiles I'm used to), Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk (where I pretended to be doing work), Extra long bed (THANK YOU!), Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor (with a view!), In-room safe box, Internet access – wireless (essential!), Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens (crisp and clean!), Mini bar (tempting!), Mirror, Non-smoking (thank you, again!), Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers (fancy!), Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing (needed, trust me), Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.
I went for a Non-smoking room; no weird smells, which was good. I'm a sucker for Soundproof rooms. Even in Paris, you need a little peace! And, because I'm a princess, having Daily housekeeping was nice.
Things to Do (Beyond Eating Croissants – Though That’s a Valid Option)
Okay, so you eventually have to tear yourself away from the pastries and the hotel room. Hotel du Lys offers plenty to tempt you:
- Pool with view: Yes, the pool is gorgeous. That view! It's not massive, more dipping than serious swimming, but the view… oh, the view! It was a perfect evening spot.
- Spa/sauna: I'm not much for Body scrub or Body wrap, but the Spa was heavenly. I indulged in a massage, and it was the perfect cure-all for jet lag!
- Steamroom
- Gym/fitness
- Massage
- Sauna
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (My Favorite Category, Obviously)
Alright, let's talk about the REAL reason we're all here: Food!
- I sampled the Breakfast [buffet]: an absolute smorgasbord! Asian breakfast was an option! If you're into a lighter breakfast, there’s a Breakfast takeaway service. My lazy butt appreciated that! And since I went on vacation, I happily utilized the Room service [24-hour].
- The restaurants. There are Restaurants. I mostly stuck to their casual Coffee shop, which was perfect for a quick caffeine fix and a pastry (surprise!). They have a Bar with some killer cocktails. Happy hour was…well, let's just say things got a little blurry in the best way.
- I also saw Vegetarian restaurant, and I think it was Asian cuisine in restaurant. There was Western cuisine in restaurant, and for some reason, I ended up eating a lot of Salad in restaurant.
- Poolside bar: essential for a poolside cocktail.
- Snack bar for the hangries.
- Desserts in restaurant – because, Paris.
- The Bottle of water in the room was a welcome touch.
- **A la carte in restaurant, *Buffet in restaurant*, and *Coffee/tea in restaurant*, and *Soup in restaurant*.
It all felt pretty safe with the Safe dining setup and the Sanitized kitchen and tableware items.
Services and Conveniences (The Nitty-Gritty)
- Air conditioning in public area: Definitely a must.
- Concierge: They were super helpful with everything, from booking tours to giving me directions (which I promptly ignored, because I'm terrible with directions).
- Contactless check-in/out: A nice touch for the germophobes among us (aka: me).
- Currency exchange: Handy.
- Daily housekeeping: Thank goodness, because I made a mess.
- Elevator: Essential.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Clearly, a priority (yay!).
- Food delivery: I didn’t use it, but good to know.
- Ironing service: I'm pretty sure I used it (or they did it for me) every day.
- Laundry service: Because, you know, croissants.
- Luggage storage: Always useful.
- Safety deposit boxes: Gave me peace of mind.
- Smoking area: If you're into that sort of thing.
- Terrace: Lovely for a late-night drink.
- Cash withdrawal at the premises.
For the Kids (Because, Vacation)
Family/child friendly. I didn't have any small humans with me, but I saw a few families.
- Babysitting service: Always helpful.
- Kids meal: Nice touch!
- Kids facilities: Apparently available.
Getting Around (Because Paris is Big and You're Probably Tired)
- Airport transfer: Book it! Makes life so much easier.
- Car park [free of charge]: I didn't have a car, but it's nice to know.
- Taxi service: Readily available.
- Valet parking: Fancy!
The Slightly Less Glamorous Bits (Real Talk Time)
- Wi-Fi for special events - I noticed some events were held onsite.
- The CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property made me feel pretty safe.
- The fact they had Fire extinguisher, **Fire/smoke alarms
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this itinerary isn't going to be one of those perfectly polished, Instagram-ready travel guides. This is the real deal. This is me trying to navigate Paris, and you're (bless your heart) coming along for the ride. And we're starting at the Hotel du Lys. Oh, la la. Let's see if this little hotel can actually live up to the hype.
Hotel du Lys, Paris - The "Attempting-to-be-Chic-but-Probably-Screwing-It-Up" Itinerary
(Note: Times are… approximate. Let’s just say I’m running on Parisian time, which I suspect means “eventually.”)
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Crises (and Croissants!)
- 11:00 AM (ish): Arrive at Charles de Gaulle. Pray to the travel gods my luggage made it (spoiler: it probably hasn't. That's just my luck.) The only thing more stressful than a flight is the baggage carousel. Ugh.
- 1:00 PM (or whenever I finally emerge from the luggage chaos): Shuttle (if I can find one that doesn’t look suspiciously like a kidnapping van) to Hotel du Lys. Google Maps better work, or I’m doomed.
- 1:30 PM (give or take a Parisian traffic jam): Check-in. Pray for a good room. Pray even harder that the person at the front desk speaks a language I vaguely understand. Okay, deep breaths. Bonjour… maybe? I'm already feeling the pressure to be chic.
- 2:00 PM: Room drop-off. If my room isn't too small, or too loud, or too… anything that screams "budget hotel," I'll consider it a win. Let's be honest, it probably will be.
- 2:30 PM: Wandering off the beaten path. This is where the fun (and by fun I mean "existential dread") really starts.
- 4:00 PM: The most important part of my Parisian experience. I'm off to find a REAL boulangerie. The one I saw on TikTok. The one with the perfect, flaky croissants. If the croissant isn’t right, the whole trip is ruined. I'm not kidding. This is serious. If they have pain au chocolat too, I might actually cry.
- 4:30-5:00 PM: Eating croissants in public. Probably looking horribly un-chic, spewing crumbs, and generally failing at the whole "effortlessly elegant" thing. But the croissants better be worth it. Please, croissant gods, don't fail me now!
- 5:30 PM: Strolling through the streets of the Marais. Probably getting lost. Probably tripping over my own feet. Probably making a spectacle of myself. The cobblestones are killer on the ankles.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. I'm thinking something small and charming. Maybe a little bistro somewhere. I'm hoping to find a spot where I can awkwardly fumble through ordering in French, and make the waiter feel sorry for me. I bet he’d have seen worse.
- 8:00 PM: Attempting to look relaxed and sophisticated while drinking wine. (Spoiler: Will probably end up spilling some.)
- 10:00 PM: Collapsing into bed. Probably with a full stomach and a head full of new memories. (And a mounting feeling of "I'm not sure I'm cut out for this").
Day 2: Cathedrals, Crêpes, and Existential Doubts (Part 2)
- 9:00 AM (ish): Wake up… if the street noise hasn’t already.
- 9:30 AM: Panic. Realising I should have booked the hotel breakfast. (And I DID. But I did not book it the day before. Oops.)
- 10:00 AM: Wandering around the hotel. Maybe it actually does deserve the 4-star classification? Maybe it'll have a nice, small, and quaint breakfast? Maybe, just maybe, I have some time to wander around the streets.
- 10:30 AM: Visiting Notre Dame. Okay, maybe not actually going inside, because it's still under renovation, apparently. But at least a walk around the outside. Feel the weight of history. Marvel at the architecture. Pretend I know anything about Gothic cathedrals.
- 12:00 PM: Seeking out the best crêpes EVER. Nutella? Caramel? Ham and cheese? Decisions, decisions… My stomach is already grumbling in anticipation.
- 1:00 PM: Walking the Seine. Seeing the Eiffel Tower from afar. Starting to feel overwhelmed by the sheer Paris-ness of it all. Okay, maybe it'll make the perfect postcard.
- 2:00 PM: Trying to find a book shop. I've heard Paris is full of them. Probably going to buy a book in French I probably won't read.
- 4:00 PM: Wandering through a museum. I always say I love art. This time, I will actually try to appreciate it. Maybe. Or, you know, I might get bored after an hour and just wander around looking for a cafe and a bit.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. Maybe try French onion soup? I'm craving it.
- 7:00 PM: Returning to the Hotel. Journaling (attempting to, at least). Wondering if I’ll ever be cool enough to live in Paris. (Spoiler: Probably not.)
Day 3: Shopping & Sentimental Nonsense
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Actually eating the hotel breakfast. (This time, at least.)
- 10:00 AM: Shopping! Because, Paris. I'm imagining myself browsing tiny, chic boutiques and buying something beautifully impractical. The reality will probably involve getting lost, overwhelmed, and buying a beret that looks ridiculous.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. I really, really need to try the steak frites this time. I've been putting it off.
- 1:30 PM: Searching for a beautiful bridge. Maybe. Or maybe just looking at the bridges I have seen, with an "oh, wow" expression.
- 3:00 PM: Back to the Hotel Du Lys. Staring out the window. Thinking about everything and nothing. Starting to feel sad that this trip will end.
- 5:00 PM: Trying to enjoy the rest of the trip.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner. Somewhere charming. Maybe.
- 7:00 PM: Packing. Ugh, packing.
Final Thoughts: Hotel du Lys & Me
The Hotel du Lys? Well, it's… fine. It's a hotel. It has a bed. It's clean (I think). The staff is friendly, even if my French is atrocious. It's really, really small. Like, tiny. But hey, it's Paris, right? (And the location is pretty great, which counts for a lot.)
And me? I'm a mess. I'm a tourist. I'm trying. I might stumble. I might spill wine. I might judge the art in a way that's wrong. And that's okay. Because this trip? This is my trip. Messy, imperfect, and full of croissants. And that's all that matters. Or so I tell myself as I get ready to order another pain au chocolat. Oh la la!
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