Gran Canaria Paradise: Unbelievable Los Tilos Apartments Await!
Gran Canaria Paradise: Los Tilos Apartments - Seriously? (A Rambling, Honest Review)
Okay, listen. I’m back from Gran Canaria. Sunburnt, slightly broke, but mostly just blissed-out. And I need to tell you about Los Tilos Apartments. They bill themselves as "Unbelievable." And, well… they're not lying. Mostly. Let's dive into the messiness of it all…
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First things first: Accessibility. Now, I didn't specifically need accessibility features (thankfully!), but I’m a big believer in inclusivity. And Los Tilos seems to have that down. Facilities for disabled guests are mentioned, and while I didn’t personally investigate every nook and cranny, the layout looked promising from what I saw. Plenty of elevators, wide walkways… It's a good sign. Still, always best to double-check with the hotel directly if you have specific needs.
Rooms: Your Own Little Oasis (Mostly)
The apartments themselves? Spacious. Really spacious. They have everything. Air conditioning (thank the gods!), Free Wi-Fi in all rooms (hallelujah!), Coffee/tea maker (vital!), and even complimentary tea and free bottled water (the little things, people, the little things!). I loved having a balcony to just chillax on at sunset. The bed?! Super comfy. Air conditioning worked like a dream. But let's be real, no place is perfect. The soundproofing wasn’t quite up to the "soundproof room" billing one night when some kids were having a late-night Olympics in the hallway. (Honestly, impressive energy). And the Wi-Fi, bless it, sometimes had a mind of its own. But hey, it was free, right?
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Squeaky Clean
This is where Los Tilos truly shines. Seriously, these guys are obsessed with cleanliness. They mentioned anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, room sanitization between stays, and staff trained in safety protocol. I even saw a guy spraying down a light switch with some serious-looking equipment. (Made me feel slightly paranoid, but mostly safe!). Lots of hand sanitizer everywhere. They are taking this seriously, and it shows.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food Glorious Food (and Drink!)
Okay, food. Where do I begin? Restaurants are plentiful, offering a mix of everything. There’s international, Western, and even mention of Asian cuisine. I was particularly tempted by the Vegetarian restaurant – always a win for someone like me who tries to mix it up. There's a poolside bar! This is essential. I indulged in a happy hour or two. Maybe three. And don't even get me started on the Buffet in restaurant, that, despite all the things, was a great buffet. I would say the bottle of water was a must. The coffee/tea in restaurant could be better, honestly. But the snack bar was a lifesaver during those "I need a quick bite" moments. Room service [24-hour] is a godsend when you've had one too many cocktails and the world starts to blur.
One thing though, I did not see a salad in restaurant, but I am sure it was out there.
Things To Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Day, Anyone?
This is where Los Tilos really earns its "Paradise" title. The swimming pool [outdoor]? Stunning. And the pool with a view?! Forget about it. Pure Instagram gold. I spent a shameful amount of time lounging by the pool, absorbing vitamin D and pretending to be a glamorous travel blogger (which, let’s be honest, I’m clearly not).
But the real treat? The spa! Look, I'm not usually a spa guy. I'm more of a "scruffy adventurer" type. But I caved. BIG TIME. I went for the full "pamper me" package: Body scrub, Body wrap, the works. The massage was divine. Seriously, I almost fell asleep on the massage table. Then I got a foot bath! Can you believe it. And a Sauna and Steamroom. They have a Spa/sauna. And the best thing about it was the price, I might add.
For the Kids: Family Fun Factor
Now, I travelled solo, but I saw plenty of families at Los Tilos. The Family/child friendly label is accurate. There are Kids facilities, probably even a Babysitting service! I didn't need it, but I saw lots of happy kids.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
Los Tilos offers a ton of useful things. The Concierge was super helpful with everything, from arranging airport transfer (highly recommended!) to recommending local restaurants. The Daily housekeeping was impeccable (those guys are ninjas!). Currency exchange? Check. Cash withdrawal? Check. A Convenience store for emergency snacks and drinks? Absolutely. Having a car park [free of charge] was great if you're renting a car.
The Quirks and Imperfections (Because Let's Be Real)
Okay, so it's not perfect. And that's what makes it real. The elevator? Slow. Sometimes I just took the stairs. The Wi-Fi for special events wasn’t always reliable, I did have a minor issue with that when trying to upload photos for my blog (ahem). And the "free" car park wasn't always easy to find a spot in during peak times.
But honestly? These are minor quibbles. They didn't ruin my trip in any way.
My Verdict & The Offer: Book It! (Seriously)
Los Tilos Apartments is a really great place. It's not just a hotel; it's an experience. It's relaxation, adventure, and delicious food, all rolled into one sunny package. I could rave more about the pool but, well, you get the idea.
My Honest (And Slightly Over-Exaggerated) Recommendation:
Stop thinking, start packing and book your stay at Los Tilos Apartments now! I'm not kidding! This place is seriously special. Even if you're not a spa person (I'm not, remember?), the overall vibe is just right.
And Here's the Deal (My Offer to You):
(Remember this offer is only for you, my extremely valuable reader)
Book directly through Los Tilos Apartments using the code "SUNSHINEANDSANGRIA" and receive:
- 15% off your stay! (Valid for bookings made before end of the month)
- A complimentary bottle of local wine AND a delicious dessert upon arrival! (To make those "happy hours" even better)
- Free upgrade to a Pool View Apartment! (Subject to availability, but hey, it's worth trying!)
- Free access to all spa facilities!
- Free airport transfer!
Don't miss out! This is your chance to experience Gran Canaria paradise! Los Tilos, here I come!
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your perfectly-preened brochure itinerary. This is me, wrestling my way through a week at Apartamentos Los Tilos in Gran Canaria. Prepare for the beautiful, the boring, the bonkers, and the definitely-not-airbrushed reality of a solo traveler who’s probably packed too many books and not enough suncream.
My Gran Canaria Adventure: A Messy, Wonderful, Probably Sunburnt Journey
Day 1: Arrival – Hangovers, Hopes, and Questionable Taxis
- Morning (ish): The flight was a blur of crying babies and lukewarm coffee. Landed in Gran Canaria, which, I have to say, is IMMEDIATELY warmer and sunnier than the UK. Win! Collected my (slightly dented) suitcase. Already feeling like a travel expert. That feeling lasted, oh, about five minutes.
- Afternoon: Finding a taxi. Disaster. Ended up in a car with a guy who seemed legitimately terrified of the traffic. He kept muttering in Spanish (which, spoiler alert, I don't understand) and gripping the steering wheel like his life depended on it. Pretty sure he took the scenic route, which was lovely, but also added about an hour to the journey AND added to the budget. Finally arrive at Los Tilos. Apartment looks decent, and the balcony… oh, the balcony. It's going to be my new best friend.
- Evening: Unpacked (mostly). Attempted to find the local supermarket. Got utterly and completely lost. Tripped over a paving stone. Cursed under my breath, then grinned like a fool because, well, I was in Gran Canaria. Procured some questionable bread, cheese, and a bottle of surprisingly decent local wine. Ate dinner on the balcony, watching the sunset. It was all kinds of gorgeous. I'm officially in love with this place. Also, slightly hungover from the flight. This might be a thing.
Day 2: Beach Babes and Budget Busting
- Morning: Slept in! Bliss. After a rough sleep in the new place it's nice to truly rest. Had a coffee on the balcony. Stared at the ocean. Felt a tiny pang of guilt about not doing anything productive. Then I chucked that feeling right into the sea. Headed to the beach, "Playa del Inglés". It's…vast. And full of people. And the sand is HOT. Found a semi-shaded spot and collapsed. The sun is glorious. I'm pretty sure I'm already developing my 'lobster-chic' tan.
- Afternoon: Sunbathing! Swimming! (The ocean is colder than I expected, but refreshing). Observed the locals. They are ridiculously stylish and seemingly effortlessly cool. I feel like a slightly bewildered, sunburnt penguin. Bought a questionable ice cream from a vendor, and didn't regret it for a second.
- Evening: Tried to cook dinner. Failed. Miserably. Ended up eating patatas bravas from a nearby restaurant. They were delicious. This whole solo cooking thing is proving challenging. Watched the moon rise over the ocean. Feeling content. Feeling slightly broke. This holiday is going to be a balancing act between luxury and instant ramen, and I'm here for it.
Day 3: The Dunes of Doom and a Brush with Nature (and Regret)
- Morning: Decided to be adventurous. Heard about the Maspalomas Dunes. They sounded magical. They were… hot. And sandy. And endless. Wandered around those dunes for like… an eternity. Got slightly lost at one point. Panicked. Found a small lizard friend. Felt a bit better.
- Afternoon: Attempted to walk along the beach back to my apartment. It's still quite hot. Sand got everywhere. Everywhere! My shoes are full of it. My hair is full of it. I suspect I am now made of sand. Got slightly sunburnt despite my best efforts. (Note to self: More suncream. Much more suncream.)
- Evening: Saw a show. Got a drink. Wandered down the crowded street. Got catcalled. Felt slightly offended. This wasn't an issue a few months ago lol. Ate dinner at what seemed like a very shady establishment. Realized after that it was a tourist trap. The food was mediocre. The service was slow. The view was… well, there wasn’t much of a view. (Should have trusted my gut.) Spent the rest of the evening grumbling to myself, which is the absolute definition of a solo travel mood!
Day 4: Mountain Highs and Tourist Traps, Oh My!
- Morning: Feeling the burn after the last few days. Stood on the balcony and stared at the sea. Decided to take a bus to the mountains. The bus ride was an adventure in itself. The driver seemed to think he was competing in a rally. Beautiful views, though. Absolutely stunning. The island is a patchwork quilt of colours from the tops.
- Afternoon: Explored the mountain village of… somewhere. Got a decent ice cream. The air was much cooler up in the mountains. I needed a jacket. Wandered around the tourist traps, which are plentiful. Bought a postcard (which I will probably never send).
- Evening: Ate dinner back at the same restaurant. This is the moment it hit me. I was lonely. I thought I'd enjoy my time alone. I did for a while. Now, I'm staring at a plate of food and there's no one to share it with, and I feel a big of loneliness. I felt like I was missing everyone back home! I tried to befriend a local cat. It wasn't interested. Gave up and went to bed, feeling the kind of exhaustion that only comes from overthinking.
Day 5: The Rebirth of Awesome!!
- Morning: Hiked. Got lost.. and stumbled upon a cafe. Then, I saw the sea and swam in it.
- Afternoon: Decided to embrace the holiday. Found a bar. Got drunk (but happy drunk, not the sobbing-in-your-wine drunk of last night).
- Evening: Ate some pasta. Sat on my balcony and watched the stars.
Day 6: The Deep Dive and the Double-Down
- Morning: Scuba Diving Lesson! I decided this was the year I learned to scuba dive. Spent a few hours at the diving school. They started with some basic theory. I was terrified! The instructor clearly recognized my terror, and gave me plenty of reassurance. Soon it's time to get into the water. First time was the worst, but I can get in and breathe. I slowly went deeper. The world opened up. Fish. Colour. Coral. Total silence, apart from my own breathing. It was like gliding through a dream. Mind-blowing!
- Afternoon: Absolutely wrecked after the scuba diving. Needed to eat. Ordered some more pasta.
- Evening: Double-down. Went scuba diving. This time I was calmer, more relaxed, and more confident. Saw a turtle this time. It was completely incredible. Ate a ton of tapas at a local bar. This is the most incredible thing I've ever done – and I can not wait to go again!
Day 7: Departure – Sun, Sand, and a Slight Case of the Blues
- Morning: Last breakfast on the balcony. Felt that familiar pang of sadness when you realize your holiday is almost over. Packed my slightly less dented suitcase.
- Afternoon: Last stroll on the beach. Collected a seashell (yes, I'm a cliché). Said goodbye to the sun, and sand, and the beautiful, relentless blue of the Atlantic.
- Evening: Back to the airport. The taxi driver (thankfully a different one) was much more relaxed. The flight was thankfully uneventful. Back home. Already planning my return. I'm going to miss Gran Canaria. It's a beautiful slice of paradise. And I'm a slightly better solo traveler. And I didn't even need the ramen after all! Though I should have packed more sun cream. Lesson learned.
