Escape to Paradise: Royal Beach Palace Fort Lauderdale Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Royal Beach Palace Fort Lauderdale Awaits! – My Soaking Wet, Sandy-Haired, and Slightly Smitten Review
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- Title: Royal Beach Palace Fort Lauderdale Review: Paradise Found (Maybe?)
- Keywords: Fort Lauderdale Hotel, Beachfront Hotel, Accessible Hotel, Spa, Pool, Restaurant, Family Friendly, Luxury Hotel, Florida, Royal Beach Palace, Escape to Paradise
- Description: A brutally honest, sunshine-drenched review of the Royal Beach Palace in Fort Lauderdale. Discover wheelchair accessibility, amazing food, questionable Wi-Fi, and the sheer joy (and chaos!) of a beachside escape. Spoiler: I might be in love with the pool.
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to take you on a rollercoaster ride… a sandy, salty, sunscreen-smelling rollercoaster ride of my stay at the Royal Beach Palace Fort Lauderdale. "Escape to Paradise," they chirped. Well, paradise ain't always perfect, folks. And, after a week of intense sun, questionable tan lines, and enough coconut-flavored everything to make you wanna scream, I'm here to lay down the REAL truth.
Getting There & Settling In (AKA The Pre-Paradise Panic)
First, let's address the elephant in the room: Accessibility. This is a BIG deal for me, and the hotel mostly nailed it. The front entrance? Smooth sailing. Wheelchair-accessible ramps and elevators? Yep, they were there. THANK GOD. The staff were super helpful with luggage, which was a huge win, especially given I was juggling a suitcase, a beach bag overflowing with inflatable flamingos (don't judge!), and a serious caffeine craving. Elevators were strategically placed and spacious enough for my chair. The facilities for disabled guests were plentiful, and accessible rooms were well-equipped, making the whole experience pretty seamless. Honestly, HUGE kudos for that.
Then came the room. Oh, the room! The Air Conditioning was a lifesaver. I arrived drenched from the airport and couldn't wait to turn it on. The soundproof rooms were essential, especially when a gaggle of teenagers decided to hold a karaoke competition in the hall at 2 AM. Noises from the street didn't pierce through, and let me tell you, I value my sleep! The air conditioning in public areas was also a welcomed relief.
The Internet access – wireless was a mixed bag. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" their website yelled. Yeah, well, picture this: me, desperately trying to upload a selfie with a giant inflatable flamingo in the background, only to have the signal vanish into the ether. The Internet [LAN], didn't work, so I was left shouting at the screen in frustration. The staff were accommodating, but the Internet services seriously needs an overhaul.
The room itself was… let’s just say, functional. Air conditioning, check. Bathroom phone (because, you know, emergencies happen in the shower, apparently), check. And the bathtub? Surprisingly spacious. I really appreciated the extra long bed because I tend to sprawl. The refrigerator, stocked with the essential free bottled water, was a godsend. The mini bar was a bit on the pricey side, but the coffee/tea maker saved my life every morning.
(Accessibility: 4.5/5 stars) (Internet: 2/5 stars – Seriously, get it together.)
Food, Glorious Food (And My Complicated Relationship with a Buffet)
Now for the important stuff: food! The restaurants offered a decent variety, and the A la carte in the restaurant was delightful. I highly recommend the grouper - cooked to absolute perfection! They even offered a Vegetarian restaurant!
The Breakfast [buffet] was… an experience. (Picture me, eyes glazed over, plate piled high with pastries, fruit, and a healthy dose of existential dread about the upcoming beach day.) The sheer amount of food was overwhelming, but hey, breakfast service was efficient, and the offerings were tasty. Breakfast takeaway service was a bonus! The Asian breakfast was interesting, I'll give it that.
There's a poolside bar. Need I say more? Sipping a ridiculously overpriced (but oh-so-delicious) cocktail while staring at the ocean? Chef’s kiss. The coffee shop saved me more than once when I needed that extra caffeine kick.
Dining, drinking, and snacking was pretty high on the list. The Happy hour was a must. The bars were a delight. The international cuisine in restaurant was divine. The snack bar was necessary. The bottle of water was always appreciated. The salad in the restaurant was a must. Lastly the soup in restaurant was a delightful surprise!
Cleanliness and Safety – Especially Crucial These Days
Okay, let's talk about the COVID situation. The Royal Beach Palace was generally on top of things, and I appreciated that. They had Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff trained in safety protocol were very visible. Daily disinfection in common areas was reassuring. The room sanitization opt-out available was a nice touch, giving you some control (I chose to opt-in, naturally!). Having Safe dining setup and Sanitized kitchen and tableware items were reassuring. The staff trained in safety protocol were visible and helpful. The Hand sanitizer was always appreciated.
Anti-viral cleaning products were visible. Rooms sanitized between stays, all good. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter was attempted, but you know, crowded pool decks are crowded pool decks. The Cashless payment service was so convenient. (Cleanliness & Safety: 4/5 stars - because perfection is impossible, right?)
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (AKA Why I Might Never Leave the Pool)
Okay, the best part. Swimming Pool [outdoor]. That pool… oh, the pool. The Pool with the view was the heart and soul of this place. The Sauna was divine, if a little toasty for this Floridian. The Spa was dreamy. (And I mean dreamy.) I booked the Body scrub and the Massage, and I swear, I melted into a puddle of pure relaxation. I recommend a foot bath. The Spa/sauna access was great.
There's a Fitness center, for all you gym bunnies. The Gym/fitness was great. The Body wrap was nice. The Steamroom was awesome.
I spent hours floating in that pool, sipping cocktails, and just… being. Watching the sunrise over the ocean was magical. The terrace with a view!
(Ways to Relax: 5/5 stars for pool, 4/5 stars for everything else - because pools are a lifestyle.)
Services & Conveniences (The Stuff That Makes Your Life Easier)
The Concierge was super helpful, arranging airport transports and offering recommendations. Daily housekeeping kept the place looking pristine. The Dry cleaning service came in handy after a mishap involving a particularly enthusiastic mango smoothie.
The hotel provided essential condiments, so that was nice. Luggage storage was great. Facilities for disabled guests was a must.
The elevator was a lifesaver. The Front desk [24-hour] was convenient. The Invoice provided was great.
(Services & Conveniences: 4/5 stars – they pretty much had it all.)
For the Kids (Because Let's Be Honest, They Influence Everything)
I didn't travel with kids, but the Family/child friendly atmosphere was evident. They had Babysitting service! The Kids facilities and Kids meal options were also a bonus.
(For the Kids: No direct experience, but seems good.)
Getting Around & Other Bits and Bobs
Airport transfer was easy. Car park [free of charge] was great. The Taxi service was readily available.
(Getting Around: Efficient and easy.)
Final Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Look, the Royal Beach Palace isn't perfect. The Wi-Fi needs help. But the location? Sublime. The pool? Absolutely perfect. The spa? A dream. The couple's room was nice. The smoke detector was a must. The security [24-hour] was great. The valet parking was nice.
I'd definitely go back. Just maybe with a personal hotspot in tow.** I'm already planning my escape!
Ratings:
- Overall: 4 out of 5 stars
- Accessibility: 4.5/5 stars
- Cleanliness & Safety: 4/5 stars
- Food & Drink: 4.5/5 stars
- Things to Do/Relaxation: 5/5
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your polished brochure itinerary. This is me, stumbling around the Royal Beach Palace in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Prepare for sunshine, questionable decisions, and the distinct scent of SPF 50 mixed with existential dread. Here we go…
Royal Beach Palace: My Completely Chaotic Adventure (and Maybe Yours Too)
Day 1: Arrival, Awkwardness, and the Quest for the Perfect Margarita
- 1:00 PM - Arrival & Initial Panic: Okay, so picture this: flight delayed. Naturally. I arrived at the Royal Beach Palace looking like I'd wrestled a badger for my suitcase. The lobby? Gleaming. Me? Sweaty. Trying to maintain some semblance of composure while simultaneously wondering if my swimsuit still fit. Thankfully, the bellhop, bless his heart, seemed to have seen it all. He winked, took my bags, and I felt a sliver of hope return.
- 1:30 PM - Room Reveal & Immediate Disappointment (Kidding! Kinda.): They call it a “suite.” I call it… well, a nice-sized room with a view. The view is spectacular. Ocean. Turquoise, shimmering. I am also greeted by something very annoying. The air conditioning is blasting like it wants to freeze the damn ocean. The humidity outside is brutal, and the room feels like a giant ice cube.
- 2:00 PM - The Beach Beckons (and I Almost Trip): Okay, beach time! I’m like a moth to a flame (or, more accurately, a sunburnt tourist to a cold beer). First, the sandy stretch and the dazzling water are gorgeous. Until I nearly wipe out on the soft, deceiving sand. Grace? Nonexistent. Dignity? Left back at baggage claim.
- 2:30 PM - The Margarita Mission: Now, this is important. The entire trip hinges on finding the perfect margarita. My quest commences. The hotel bar? Overpriced and underwhelming. The first sip felt like sipping battery acid. Disastrous start. I've made it a mission.
- 4:00 PM - Poolside People-Watching and Existential Dread (Mostly Dread): This is where I settle in and, uh, people-watch. I’m not going to lie, it’s fantastic. The people-watching, not the dread. I’m surrounded by bronzed bodies, loud laughter, and the incessant squeal of children. (The kids are adorable, I swear!) One of the best activities is sitting by the pool on the lounge. A couple next to me is furiously arguing. I start to feel bad about myself as I can’t decide whether to order a cocktail or go cry in my room. Decided to order a cocktail.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner Debacle & Second Margarita Attempt: Another restaurant! I'm ordering a margarita, and I'm hoping for a miracle. No such luck. The tacos were decent, but the margarita was…better, not the perfect margarita.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime Routine: Finally. The AC is still freezing. I have an early start. I need to re-evaluate the whole mission, which will be the first thing I do tomorrow.
Day 2: Sun, Sand, and the Unfolding Tragedy of My Sunburn
- 7:00 AM - "Early Bird" Regret: I wake up early, and I regret it immediately. The sun is already blazing and I’m just not a morning person. Coffee is a must, but the hotel coffee tastes like despair.
- 7:30 AM - Sunscreen Fail & Pre-emptive Trauma: Right. Sunscreen application. This is crucial. I carefully slather my skin…or so I thought. I thought I was thorough. Spoiler alert: I wasn't.
- 8:00 AM - Beach Reconnaissance and the Siren Song of the Atlantic: Back to the beach! Time to embrace the sun and sand, and to begin the search for the perfect margarita. Again.
- 10:00 AM - The Catastrophe of My Sunburn: I swear, someone must’ve swapped my skin for tissue paper. Oh, sweet divine mercy, the stinging. The throbbing. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire. I've officially turned into a lobster. I'm a walking cautionary tale.
- 11:00 AM - Desperate Measures & Aloe Vera Dreams: Aloe vera, here I come. I find some at the little shop. This stuff is going to save me. I need a cold shower, and a dark room.
- 12:00 PM - Food and More Food: I have already decided to eat at a diner. I need greasy comfort food and a strong cup of coffee.
- 1:00 PM - Post-Sunburn Nap & Existential Reflection (Again): I'm so tired of this sunburn. I'm staying in my room as the sun hurts. I feel more tired, and I'm questioning every life decision.
- 3:00 PM - Another Attempt: I try to do anything, but the sun is still unbearable. I lay in bed until I decide to get up again.
- 6:00 PM - The Perfect Margarita? (Still No.) I'm going to be honest. The perfect margarita is still elusive.
Day 3: Finding the Joy (and Possibly, the Perfect Margarita?!)
- 7:00 AM - Waking Up: I wake up. No regrets. I have recovered from the sun.
- 8:00 AM - The Best Breakfast: The breakfast this morning is amazing. I eat, and I laugh. I’m on my way to finding joy.
- 9:00 AM - A Walk on the Beach and Reflection: I walk on the beach and I start to think that I might actually be happy.
- 12:00 PM - One More Attempt: I try to find the perfect margarita. Okay, it's not perfect but it's ok.
- 3:00 PM - The Sun is Still Out: I find joy in the sun, and I feel like I might actually be having fun.
Day 4: Departure & A Few Parting Thoughts
- 6:00 AM - Goodbye to Paradise: I wake up, and I realize that I will be leaving. It's time to say goodbye.
- 8:00 AM - Final Reflection: I smile. I felt like I accomplished everything.
- 9:00 AM - Goodbye: I leave. And then I start smiling because I have a trip back.
Royal Beach Palace: The Verdict
This trip? A rollercoaster. Sunburn, margaritas, and a whole lot of self-reflection. It wasn't perfect. It was probably a disaster. But it was mine. Would I go back? Absolutely. Maybe next time I'll remember the sunscreen. And maybe, just maybe, I'll find that elusive margarita… Cheers to that!
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Escape to Paradise: Royal Beach Palace Fort Lauderdale Awaits! - FAQ (My Brain's Version)
Okay, so... Royal Beach Palace. Is it *really* paradise? Don't sugarcoat it, I've seen enough Instagram.
Right, so paradise? Look, no place is *actually* perfect unless you're a sloth. But, listen, the Royal Beach Palace? It’s pretty freaking close. Walking in, the lobby hit me like a warm hug, which is great because I'm notoriously bad at hugs. It’s all that glitzy, goldy stuff I usually side-eye... but here? It *worked*. My jaw actually dropped a little.
Was there a minor issue with my room key on day one? Absolutely. Did I have to schlep back to the front desk in my slightly-damp swimsuit? Yep. Did I grumble inwardly? Oh, you betcha. But then... the view from the *new* room (upgraded, by the way... maybe they felt sorry for me) was pure Fort Lauderdale magic. So yeah, imperfections? Present. Paradise-adjacent? Definitely.
The Beach! Is it crowded? Because I HATE crowded.
Okay, the beach. This matters. I detest crowds. I'm a 'find a tiny, secluded rock and be left alone' kind of person. The Royal Beach Palace has its own little slice, which helps *immensely.*. You still have people, of course. It's not like they can magically remove them. But the hotel has enough beach chairs and umbrellas to make it feel reasonable. Not shoulder-to-shoulder. The sand itself? Soft, white, perfect for burying your toes and pretending you have a totally organized life (I do not).
Oh! Tip: get there a *little* early to snag prime real estate. I'm talking, like, before 9:00 AM. Otherwise, you might be stuck with a view of someone’s incredibly loud, slightly sunburned vacation buddy. Learned that the hard way.
Are the rooms actually nice? The pictures online… they can be deceiving.
The rooms. Ah, the rooms. Okay, so, listen. The pictures? They’re good. Let’s be honest, the photos are *always* going to be pristine. But, in my experience? The rooms were, generally, what I expected. Maybe even a *little* better. Clean, modern, well-appointed. The balcony? Crucial. I'm an early riser (or, at least, I try to be on vacation), and having coffee on the balcony watching the sunrise over the water was... chefs kiss. I'm not even a "chef" type of person, but the moment was perfect.
My initial room key fiasco aside (we've moved on, people!), my room was spacious, the bed was comfortable (a *must*!), and the bathroom was…well, it had a shower that didn't immediately try to drown me. Plus, the air conditioning works properly, which is non-negotiable in Florida. Seriously. A good A/C is key to a good vacation.
Food! Give me the lowdown on the food situation. Because I'm a… hungry person.
Oh, the food. Okay, buckle up, because this is where things got… *interesting*. The Royal Beach Palace has options. LOTS of options. The main restaurant is decent; buffet style, which is great because you can try EVERYTHING. (And I mean *everything* – I had a plate that looked like a small mountain range.) Quality is pretty good, prices OK. But, lets talk about the *specialty* places! One restaurant was Italian, and honestly, it was a little…meh. A little too much like food you eat in a chain restaurant at home. But the steakhouse? Oh. My. God. I went twice. Twice! Tender, perfectly cooked steak, delicious sides, and a wine list that made me *slightly* giddy.
The poolside bar? Essential. Drinks are strong and they do some tasty quick eats. Be careful, the food here comes fast. I swear, one minute I was ordering a burger; the next minute, I was already halfway through it. (Note: I was very hungry that day). Overall? Good food choices. Steakhouse = a MUST.
What about the pools and amenities? Are they up to snuff?
Pools! Multiple pools, actually. And they are gorgeous. One's quieter for the more relaxed types. Another is livelier, with music and a swim-up bar and... well, let's just say I may or may not have spent an entire afternoon there, submerged and giggling. Beautifully tiled, plenty of seating (again, get there early-ish), and generally a very good vibe.
As for other amenities... there's a spa(ish) area, which I didn't get to experience. I had every intention of it. My plans got thwarted by the steakhouse, and I am not a regretful person. Gym is present; I used it once to walk on a treadmill for about 15 minutes. There you have it. (I'm on vacation, people!)
So, the staff. Are they helpful? Because a bad staff can ruin *anything*.
The staff? Generally, *very* good. Not perfect, mind you. There was the aforementioned room key debacle. But, overall, the staff were attentive, friendly, and genuinely seemed to want to help. One particular waiter at the steakhouse, bless his heart, remembered my wine preference from night one! I’m talking, I walked in on night two, and before I even said hello, he was pouring my favorite vintage. That’s service!
A couple of times, I had to flag someone down (mostly at the pool bar, but that may have been because of the time of day). But, honestly, they were always quick to respond and fix whatever the issue was. Tip your servers, people! They deserve it.
Is it kid-friendly? Because I'm traveling with… children. Or am considering bringing some... or escaping them. Tell me the truth.
Kid-friendly… hmmm. Depends on what you're looking for, honestly. The hotel *does* have a kids' club. I peeked in once; looked okay, I suppose. Noise levels were lower than the adult pool *that day*, which works. I'm not a parent – I can't say what *real* kid-friendliness looks like.
The beach is great for building sandcastles, and the pools have shallow areas. There are, of course, rules about running around in the hallways and making a general ruckus. But in general? I *think* it's okay. Could be wrong. But if you are looking for a place *specifically* designed to exhaust your kids? This isn't. If you want a place that's not completely anti-kid? It works.
Okay, the location. How's the location? Easy to get around?5 Star Stay Find
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