Goa's Hidden Gem: Martin's Comfort Hotel - Unbelievable Luxury Awaits!

Martin's Comfort Hotel Goa India

Martin's Comfort Hotel Goa India

Goa's Hidden Gem: Martin's Comfort Hotel - Unbelievable Luxury Awaits!

Okay, buckle up, because we're not just reviewing a hotel, we're living it. Forget sterile brochure talk, we're diving headfirst into the nitty-gritty, the glorious messiness of a real stay, with all the good, the bad, and the "wait, WHAT?!" moments.

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Let's Get Down to Brass Tacks (and Maybe Some Brass Knuckles):

Okay, so we checked in. First impressions? The lobby was… well, it was BIG. Like, "could-land-a-small-plane" big. And while I appreciate the "grand entrance" vibe, it immediately put me on edge. Am I in the right place? Did I accidentally stumble into a movie set? Anyway, let's break it down, starting with the stuff that actually matters, right?

Accessibility: (Getting around, or trying to…)

  • Wheelchair Accessible: Okay, this is huge. And kudos where kudos are due: the ramps were plentiful, the elevators spacious, and the doors, well, they didn't require a Herculean effort to open. This is a win. Emotional Reaction: Huge sigh of relief. Seriously, I've been in hotels that seemed to think wheelchairs were invisible. This hotel, well, at least they acknowledged them.
  • Facilities for Disabled Guests: I saw some grab bars in the bathroom… good start. But you could tell that the commitment to accessibility wasn't perfectly integrated everywhere, like some areas. So, while it wasn't faultless, it was a definite step in the right direction.

On-site Accessible Restaurants / Lounges: (Did the wheelchair-accessible dining exist?)

  • Yes! Dining was accessible, but still limited. Access was available in the main dining room.

Internet Access (My Lifeline!):

  • Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! YES! Hallelujah. I mean, seriously, in this day and age, a hotel that charges for Wi-Fi is practically committing a crime.
  • Internet: Meh. It worked. Sometimes. Let's be honest, I'm not expecting lightning-fast speeds, but I'm also not trying to download the entire internet. Just enough to respond to a few emails, stream a movie, and, you know, live.
  • Internet [LAN]: I didn't even look for LAN, I just assume this is for the older gentleman with a laptop and a dream
  • Internet Services, Wi-Fi in public areas: The public WiFi was fine, and I was able to send the pictures with my friends and family.

The Fun Stuff (or, "How I Tried to Relax and Almost Died of Bliss"):

  • Things to do, ways to relax: Seriously, where do I start?! The list of amenities reads like a Bond villain's lair…in a good way.
  • Pool with view: This was the highlight of the hotel, the pool was huge, beautiful and had a great view of the ocean.
  • Spa: I went for a massage, and let me tell you, it was pure, unadulterated heaven. The masseuse was an absolute wizard, and I walked out feeling like a brand-new human. Emotional Reaction: Seriously considered moving into the spa. Forever.
  • Sauna, Steamroom: Didn’t make it to the sauna, but the steam room was great for my skin. Needed it after being in the sun all day.
  • Fitness center, Gym/fitness: The fitness center was well-equipped, but I was too relaxed to go.
  • Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: I did all of them!!! It's like I had a whole new body!

Cleanliness and Safety (Because 2024 is a wild ride):

  • Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays: Okay, they take the COVID thing seriously. I saw sanitizing stuff everywhere! Great, but I've seen "clean" hotels that were, let's just say, questionable.
  • Cashless payment service: Good. Less germ-y, less hassle.
  • Safe dining setup: Pretty attentive to ensuring safety.
  • Staff trained in safety protocol: Good for them, but I didn't see anything particularly out of the ordinary.
  • Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit: Comforting. I didn't need either, thankfully.
  • Shared stationery removed: Makes sense.
  • Sterilizing equipment: Hmmm, makes you wonder what it's sterilizing…
  • Hot water linen and laundry washing: Yeah, that’s how it should be.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Fueling the Adventure):

  • Restaurants, A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: My stomach is screaming in excitement.
  • Food. Glorious food. The breakfast buffet was epic. The pool bar was… dangerous (in the best way). The 24-hour room service? A lifesaver. The only downside was the menu - I swear it was a novel.
  • Emotional Reaction: The fact that I didn't gain 10 pounds in three days is a miracle. A culinary miracle!

Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Make a Difference):

  • Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments: All pretty standard, and all appreciated.
  • Facilities for disabled guests: Covered above.
  • Food delivery: Perfect.
  • Gift/souvenir shop: Didn’t go, but cool that it’s available.
  • Indoor venue for special events, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: Some of these are nice, but I really just want to relax!
  • Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting: The business travelers seem to love this.

For the Kids (Because… Kids):

  • Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: I didn't have any kids with me, But the hotel was certainly kid-friendly.
  • Emotional Reaction: I can't tell you if it's good or not, but the kids seem happy!

Access (Getting into the building and your room):

  • CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Couple's room, Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour], Hotel chain, Non-smoking rooms, Pets allowed unavailablePets allowed, Proposal spot, Room decorations, Safety/security feature, Security [24-hour], Smoke alarms, Soundproof rooms: Everything seemed secure.
  • Emotional Reaction: Made me feel safe. I like that.

Getting Around (Because you have to leave eventually!):

  • Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking: They had everything, all I felt was like, I wish I was staying forever!

**Available in all rooms, Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature

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Martin's Messy Goa: A Travel Diary (Because Perfection is Boring)

Preamble: The Pre-Trip Panic & the Promise of Painkillers (and Paradise?)

Okay, so. Goa. I'd been picturing pristine beaches, yoga retreats, and endless sunshine. The reality? Well, the pre-trip anxiety was already brewing, a delightful cocktail of "Did I pack enough sunscreen?" and "Will my stomach survive the street food?" I'd booked Martin's Comfort Hotel – seemed decent enough, a little less "boujee beach hut" and a little more "somewhere to safely store my luggage while I try to find myself (or at least a decent masala dosa)." My hopes were high. My stomach was… cautiously optimistic.

Day 1: Arrival, Jet Lag & the Great Mosquito Massacre

  • Morning (or, more accurately, late morning): Landed in Dabolim Airport. Humid. Overwhelming. Suddenly, that "pack enough sunscreen" thought morphed into a primal, "MUST FIND SHADE IMMEDIATELY." The taxi ride to Martin's was a colourful blur of scooters, cows casually strolling across the road, and the insistent honking that seems to be the universal language of India. My driver, bless him, looked like he'd spent the last decade wrestling crocodiles. He navigated the traffic like a seasoned warrior, which was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.

  • Afternoon: Checked into Martin's. The room was… cleanish. Let's go with "charmingly rustic." The air conditioning wheezed like a dying asthmatic, but hey, it was doing something. Unpacked, promptly discovered a rogue mosquito who seemed particularly enamoured with my left ear. The mosquito battle commenced. I emerged victorious, but not before a significant amount of my blood was sacrificed. First impression: Goa = paradise with wings.

  • Evening: Walked to the beach (Calangute, I think? Who remembers?). The sand. The sea. The hordes of people vying for the perfect selfie. It was beautiful, chaotic, and somehow… comforting. Found a little shack and ordered some seafood. The fish was amazing. The waves were crashing. The sunset? Glorious. Then I realized, around bite number three, that I’d ordered the very spicy curry. My mouth was on fire. My eyes were watering. I started chugging water like a camel in the Sahara. This, my friends, would be a recurring theme. I ended the day with a strong dose of painkillers and a deep, slightly panicked, prayer that my digestive system would be merciful.

Day 2: The Quest for the Perfect Beach & a Motorcycle Mishap (and a very nice chai)

  • Morning: The jet lag hit me hard. Woke up convinced I'd slept for a week. Dragged myself out of bed and decided a proper beach day was in order. Someone (maybe a travel blogger? My memory is fuzzy) had raved about a quieter beach further north. Rental scooters seemed to be the Goa mode of transport of choice. I figured, “How hard can it be?” (Famous last words, obviously.)

  • Afternoon: Found a rental scooter that looked vaguely operational. The guy at the shop, who had a gold tooth and a grin that could melt glaciers, gave me a crash course in Goatish driving (i.e., ignore all traffic laws). I thought I had it under control. I did not have it under control. I was navigating a bumpy, pothole-filled road when I hit a rock or something and fell off, scraping my knee. I dusted myself off, looked at the friendly goat that started walking past me, and laughed – what else was I going to do?

  • Afternoon…again (and a chai break): hobbled on to find the beach I had originally been looking for, and after navigating the slightly treacherous roads to the north of Calangute, I eventually found it. It was exactly what the blogger had promised. Less crowded, more gorgeous. I'd earned it, both my scrapes and my perfect beach day. Sat on the sand for hours. Watched the waves. Felt the sun on my skin. It was… bliss.

  • Late Afternoon: Drove back to the hotel, nursing my knee, slightly sunburnt, and wondering if I'd ever be able to walk again. At a tiny roadside shack, I got the best chai of my life. The warmth spread through me, both literally and figuratively. Maybe it was my state of being, but I had a wonderful time.

  • Evening: Ate at the hotel restaurant. The food was good, the service was slow. Again, the spice got me.

Day 3: Exploring Old Goa & The Basilica's Majesty (and a dose of introspection)

  • Morning: Decided to embrace the historical side of Goa. Hired a taxi (thank God for taxis!). Went to Old Goa, a UNESCO World Heritage site full of churches and cathedrals. The Basilica of Bom Jesus was… breathtaking. The sheer scale of it, the intricate details, the sense of history… I found myself surprisingly moved. Got a weird, emotional moment. Maybe the heat, maybe the jet lag, maybe the fact that I was looking at a 400-year-old structure. Either way, I got a bit teary. Weird.

  • Afternoon: Walked around the historical sites, feeling like I was in a movie. It was hot. The crowds were… significant. But the history, the beauty, the feeling that I was walking through time… It was enough to make you forget all the sweaty, crowded bits.

  • Evening: Back at Martin's. Reflecting a bit on the day. On the trip so far. On… life, I guess? Goa, against all expectations, was starting to work its magic. I found myself a bit less anxious, a bit more open. Even the mosquito bites didn’t seem to annoy me as much. (Liars! The bites did annnoy me.)

Day 4: Doubling Down on Bliss and the Night Market Debacle

  • Morning: Decided I'd go back to yesterday's perfect beach. I needed more of whatever magic it was serving. Rented another scooter, this time with more caution. Or, at least, that was the plan. Rode out, and fell off the scooter again. At this point in the trip I had decided the scrapes were just badges of honor from Goa.

  • Afternoon: More beach. More sun. More relaxation. More bliss. I'm telling you, this beach was practically therapy.

  • Evening: The Arpora Night Market was a wild, chaotic experience. Bright lights, loud music, vendors selling everything from fake designer bags to questionable street food. Great energy, but slightly overwhelming. I started off excited, thinking I would find some great gifts. Two hours in and I'd bought absolutely nothing. The crowds were thick. The haggling was fierce. I was hot, tired, and starting to wonder if I could survive another spicy curry. I eventually gave up and bought a cold beer, people-watching and vowing to stick to the beaches tomorrow.

Day 5: The Grand Finale (or, the Beginning of the End?)

  • Morning: Woke up feeling surprisingly… good. Okay-ish. Less jet-lagged. Less mosquito-bitten. Less… stressed. Maybe Goa was actually starting to work its magic on me.

  • Afternoon: Packed my bags. Had a final, slightly melancholy, walk on the beach. One last look at the sunset. Tried to absorb as much of Goa as I could.

  • Evening: Headed back to the airport. Reflecting. Goa had been messy. Chaotic. Spicy. Wonderful. Imperfect. And exactly what I needed.

    • Will I be back? Probably.
    • Would I recommend it? Absolutely.
    • Did I find inner peace? Maybe not. But I did find a really amazing curry.

Post-Trip Reflections (or, things I forgot to mention)

  • The Street Dogs: They were everywhere. Mostly friendly, a bit mangy, and they followed me everywhere. One even tried to get into my room.
  • The Humidity: It's real. You’ve been warned.
  • The People: Everyone was kind, except the guy who tried to overcharge me for the taxi. He was the exception.
  • The Food: Bring some antacids. And maybe a fire extinguisher.
  • Overall: Goa is a place that will challenge you, frustrate you, and ultimately, charm you. It's not perfect, and that's exactly why it's beautiful. Now, where did I put those mosquito repellent candles?
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Ugh, FAQs... But About Life's Little Quirks (and Mine!)

Okay, fine, let's start easy: What's the deal with mornings? Why are they... a thing?

Look, if I had my way, mornings wouldn't exist. Period. They're a conspiracy by alarm clocks and over-enthusiastic birds. I swear, my internal snooze button has a PhD in procrastination. I'm basically a furry sloth until at least noon. My *morning routine*? Ha! It's less "routine" and more a frantic scramble to avoid being late. Usually involves me stumbling around like a zombie, muttering obscenities at the coffee machine (that thing *always* takes ages), and somehow managing to spill something on myself. Last Tuesday, I nearly set my hair on fire trying to toast a bagel. Don't ask. Just trust me. Mornings? Not my friends.

What's the worst piece of advice you've ever gotten?

Oh, man. This is a good one. So, back in college... I was hopelessly, deeply, irrevocably in love with this guy. He was, and I say this knowing I’m being dramatic, the *sun* in my sky. Anyway, I went to my aunt (who, bless her heart, thinks she's a relationship guru) for advice. And she said, with this deeply earnest look on her face: "Just be yourself!" *BE MYSELF?!* I was a nervous, stammering mess *around* him. Being myself meant awkward silences and me accidentally spilling my drink every time he looked at me. I’m pretty sure that advice resulted in *more* awkwardness than helpfulness. Spoiler alert: it didn't work. Still, I’m glad I lived that experience. It’s part of the story, and a good one.

What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you? (Brace yourself, people...)

Okay, buckle up. This is a doozy. Again, college... I was in this ridiculously pretentious philosophy class. I *thought* I was cool. I was trying to be all intellectual, you know? So, during a lecture, the professor was talking about... I don't even remember, something about Plato or whatever. Anyway, I got this BRILLIANT idea (it was not.) I raised my hand and, in my most dramatic voice, declared, "But Professor, isn't it ALL just... an illusion?!" You could have heard a pin drop. Then, the professor, bless his cotton socks, just looked at me deadpan and said, "Yes, it is, and so is your fly." MY FLY. WAS DOWN. FOR THE *ENTIRE LECTURE*. The mortification was incredible. The color of my face, I swear, rivaled that of a beat. I slunk through the rest of the class like a ghost. To this day, I still blush at the memory. *Shudders*

What's your biggest pet peeve?

Ugh. Rude people. People who talk on their phones *loudly* in public. People who don’t use their blinkers. People who chew with their mouths open. And... (deep breath) ...Slow walkers! Seriously, I'm not trying to be a jerk, but there are times when I feel like I could be there *ages*! I’m stuck behind your saunter! It’s a real problem. I can get grumpy easily. But I try to calm myself.

What's something you're surprisingly good at?

Alright, this one is a little harder because I’m not sure what I'm *actually* good at. Hmm... I'm surprisingly good at... being terrible at things while still managing to laugh about it. Is that a superpower? Oh! And I’m pretty darn good at remembering song lyrics, even if I can't remember where I put my keys five minutes ago. I can sing you the entire soundtrack to "Hamilton" and will happily subject anyone who asks to a *very* enthusiastic rendition. My family, and particularly my husband who is forced to listen to me on the daily, would probably tell you that’s not such a good thing hahaha.

What's your favorite food, and why? (Quick, there's a fire!)

Pizza. Without a doubt. I’m not even going to elaborate. You can make it fancy, you can make it cheap, you can put almost anything on it. It's a blank canvas of deliciousness. I'd probably grab a whole pizza before running out of the house in a fire! Hey, a girl's gotta have her priorities, right?

What's something you're working on right now? A goal, a project, anything...

Okay, so this is a bit of a mess, and also... It’s kinda silly. But, I’m trying to learn to play the ukulele. I bought one last year, and it's been sitting in the corner of my room, judging me silently. It’s been a struggle. My fingers are clumsy. I keep getting my chords wrong. My cat hates it. It’s pretty much a disaster! But! I’m determined. It's one of those things where you get so frustrated, you want to chuck it out the window, but you also think, “Well, maybe *this* time…” So, yeah. It’s slow going, filled with more frustration than fun, and an ever-growing pile of YouTube tutorials. But I’m working on it. Even if it doesn’t sound good.

What's one thing you'd change about the world?

Kindness. I wish there were more of it. Just a little... More. People are often so quick to judge, to be angry, to be unkind. And it just makes everything harder. Imagine a world where everyone took a beat before reacting... You know? It changes everything. Makes life a little more bearable. Even worth the effort.

Finally, what's something you want to say to your future self?

Dear Future Me, Don't you dare lose your sense of humor. Even when life throws you the biggest, most ridiculous curveballs (and trust me, it will), laugh. Find the funny. Remember the good times. And seriously, did you ever *actually* learn the ukulele? If not, consider it a personal failure. Love you, even if you're a wrinkled old person!
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