Escape to Paradise: Phu Come Home's Clifftop Bliss in Phetchabun
Escape to Paradise: Phu Come Home's Clifftop Bliss in Phetchabun
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a chaotic, unfiltered review of the hotel. Forget the sterile brochure, let's get real.
The Hotel Formerly Known As… Let's Just Call it "The Place" for Now
Alright, so The Place. You've probably seen the ads. Pristine photos. Smiling people. Promises of perfection. My job is to rip away the veneer and give you the goddamn truth. And trust me, I've got opinions.
First Impressions & Accessibility: The Good, The… Well, Mixed
Getting in was… okay. Not a disaster. They had a ramp, which is a HUGE win. Wheelchair accessible is a big check in my book, and I saw the elevator, which is crucial. Facilities for disabled guests – yes, they claim to have them. I didn't personally test everything, but it looked promising. So, kudos there, but make sure you actually use them, you know?
Internet… Oh, the Internet. Bless It.
Right, so Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise be! Seriously, a fast internet connection is a lifeline in this day and age. Internet [LAN], too? Fancy! And Wi-Fi in public areas, thank the gods. Okay, connectivity is good. I'm not sure if I ever used the LAN ports, I can barely remember what they’re for. Like those old "do not disturb" hanging door signs. Old school. I dig it.
Room Rundown: My Sanctuary (Mostly)
The room itself? Pretty decent. The air conditioning blasted like a hurricane that was actually enjoyable. The blackout curtains were a godsend. Seriously, I slept like a log. Not even the screaming seagulls could wake me. (More on those feathered fiends later.) Additional toilet… bless. Because sometimes, you need a little extra… space. Bathtub, separate shower/bathtub, slippers… all the little comforts. I am more of a shower guy but I had to try the tub. Got my bath bomb and did a full relax into the tub. Highly recommend.
Cleanliness & Safety? Big Priorities (And Honestly, I Needed it)
Okay, this is where The Place really shone. The Anti-viral cleaning products, room sanitization opt-out available (though I kept it on!), rooms sanitized between stays – it all painted a picture of serious hygiene. Daily disinfection in common areas, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items? YES! Especially good these days, you know? I felt safe. And frankly, after my last holiday? That was high on my list of requirements. Doctors/nurses on call and a first aid kit? Check and check. I did not need them, thank you very much.
Dining & Sipping: Fueled by Caffeine and… Everything Else
Now, let’s talk food. Restaurants galore! A la carte in restaurant, buffet in restaurant, international cuisine in restaurant, vegetarian restaurant… Honestly, my arteries are already weeping. Breakfast [buffet] was a must. Okay, it had Asian breakfast, western breakfast, and everything in between. The coffee, however, was the real MVP. The coffee shop was my happy place. They had a poolside bar, perfect for nursing a cocktail and feeling like a movie star. The happy hour deal was worth it, as long as you don't go overly crazy.
The Spa: My "Me Time" Confession (And Some Hiccups)
Okay, the spa. I'm not usually a spa person. I'm more of a "sweaty gym" type. But, you know, "treat yourself" and all that jazz. The body scrub was… interesting. I felt like a freshly exfoliated Ken doll. The sauna was hot and steamy. The steam room a bit weird, actually. I got a bit claustrophobic, and I had to bail. The spa/sauna situation was not quite the luxury oasis I envisioned, but the massage was. Oh, the massage was pure bliss. Worth the price of admission alone. And then there were the quirks…
- Anecdote: One morning, I ordered room service [24-hour]. Delicious breakfast but it took absolutely ages to get delivered. I think there was a conference and they were swamped. No biggie, but I was hangry. Had to nibble on those little "essential condiments" packet and I felt a pain.
- Quirky Observation: The "shrine" mentioned under amenities? I found it. It was behind the hotel, but it wasn't a grand religious destination. It was like… a small memorial for a pet? It was there.
- Imperfections: The "pool with a view" was more like "pool looking at a building". Not terrible but the website promised a view.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Beyond the Bed
The fitness center looked decent, but I am on vacation. I am lazy. I wasn’t there to work out. Swimming pool [outdoor] was a must, and the poolside bar kept me hydrated.
The Perks & the Practicalities
- Services and Conveniences – concierge, laundry service, daily housekeeping (my room was pristine every day), and the convenience store (for late-night snacks and emergency toothpaste) were all present and helpful.
- Getting Around - Airport transfer available? Check. Car park [free of charge]? Yes! That was a massive budget saver.
- For the Kids – The family/child friendly aspect seems to be a real. I saw a lot of strollers. They even had a babysitting service and a designated kids meal option.
The Offer: My Personal Plea (And Yours)
Look, I'm not perfect. Neither is The Place. There were tiny hiccups. But ultimately? It's a solid choice. It's got the essentials (great internet, comfy beds, decent food, a safe environment), and some lovely extras.
Here's the deal:
- Book now: I've seen their prices fluctuate. Don't wait!
- Embrace the chaos: Things might not always be perfect. But that's life, right?
- Pack your sunscreen. Just trust me on this one.
Final Verdict:
The Place gets a solid thumbs up. You won't regret it. And hey, if you see the seagulls, tell them I said hi.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because you're about to get a REAL itinerary for Phu Come Home Cliff Lodge & Homestay in Phetchabun, Thailand. Forget your meticulously planned Pinterest boards – this is going to be a glorious, glorious mess. Prepare for unexpected delays, existential crises brought on by stunning vistas, and me potentially rambling about the questionable Wi-Fi.
Phu Come Home Cliff Lodge & Homestay: The Slightly Unhinged Guide (and You're Welcome)
Day 1: Arrival & Altitude Hiccups (Oh, and the Mosquito Mayhem)
- Morning (Or, Whenever the Flight Finally Lands): Land in Bangkok, navigate the slightly terrifying (but ultimately efficient) airport. Grab the bus to Phetchabun, which is a journey in itself. Imagine Thai soap operas blasting from multiple screens while you jostle for legroom. Embrace the chaos! My initial reaction? Mild panic mixed with utter fascination. These bus people are professionals at speed, even if the driver seems to be chugging down some energy drinks.
- Afternoon: Arrive at Phu Come Home. Expect the unexpected! The road up is a winding adventure – a preview of the views to come. Check in – hopefully, the room is what you booked (or something vaguely resembling it). Side note: I'm pretty sure our "mountain view" room also included a generous helping of…mosquitos. Brutal. Literally, the first thing I did was spray myself with industrial-strength mosquito repellent. Pray for me. Explore the grounds. The views? Yeah, they’re as stunning as the pictures suggest, but they have also have something else you might not suspect… a stunning amount of stairs. Be ready for a workout.
- Evening: Dinner at the lodge restaurant. Try the local dishes. Pad Thai? Yes please! Khao Soi? Definitely. The food is delicious and cheap. Also, you might think you are alone with your small table, but I can guarantee a small gecko, bird, or even a larger insect watching your every bite. It helps with the digestion. Quirky Observation: The communal dining area is where you'll meet your fellow travelers. They will become your family. I mean, they're the only people you're going to see for the next few days. Start planning small talk now.
- Night: Stargazing… or attempting to. Depending on cloud cover. Emotional Reaction: I got a bit teary-eyed looking at the night sky, the quiet, the clean air… it was almost perfect. Then a mosquito bit me smack on the ankle. Okay, maybe not perfect.
Day 2: The Golden Temple & the "Near-Death" Hike (Dramatic, I Know)
- Morning: Wake up to the sound of… nothing. Bliss. Enjoy breakfast with the views. Coffee is essential. I repeat, coffee IS essential. Rambling: Seriously, these views. I feel like I could just sit here and… well, I could just sit here, which I'm tempted to do, but I should probably… you know… do things.
- Late Morning: Visit Wat Phra That Pha Son Kaew – the iconic golden temple. Be prepared to be awestruck. It's even more impressive in person. Take a million photos. You will not regret it. I think I added a new filter every 30 seconds. Strong Opinion: This place is pure magic. Seriously, if you don’t believe in the power of beauty, go here, and you will.
- Afternoon: Hike to the viewpoint. This is where things got a little… hairy. The trail is marked, but it's still a bit of a scramble. Anecdote: We took a wrong turn at one point and ended up bushwhacking through some pretty thick foliage. My friend, bless her heart, kept yelling, "Are you sure this is the way?" and I kept saying, "Of course! I'm a seasoned adventurer!" (I am not). We were both covered in scratches and vaguely worried about snakes. It was, in retrospect, hilarious.
- Evening: Reflect on your near-death experience (okay, maybe a slight exaggeration, but the hike was rough). Dinner, drinks, and hopefully, less mosquito encounters.
Day 3: Waterfall Wanderings & Soul Searching (Yes, Really.)
- Morning: Visit a waterfall. Several waterfalls are in the area. This is where I started to question the meaning of life. Seriously. The cool water, the lush greenery…I'm not going to lie, contemplating the universe under these majestic falls was pretty profound. Emotional Reaction: I sat on a rock by the falls and just… stared. I felt this overwhelming sense of peace. I may have cried (again). Don't judge me.
- Afternoon: Relax. Read a book. Write. Do something that allows you to exist for a little while - I think your body and soul will thanks you.
- Evening: One last dinner overlooking the views. Say goodbye to the staff (who are all genuinely lovely). Start planning your return trip.
Day 4: Departure & Departure Guilt (It's a Real Thing)
- Morning: Final breakfast. Say farewell to your new best friends (the other travelers). Pack. Check out. The bus ride is again.
- Afternoon: Travel back to the airport, then depart.
- Night: You are back home. You miss Thailand. You miss the views. You will spend the next few days planning your return.
Important Considerations (aka, Things I Wish I'd Known):
- Mosquitoes: Bring the strongest repellent you can find. Seriously.
- Sunscreen: Please. You're at altitude. You will burn.
- Stairs: Be prepared for stairs. Lots of stairs. This isn't a complaint, just a heads-up.
- Wi-Fi: It’s… spotty. Embrace the digital detox.
- Pace Yourself: Don’t try to cram too much in. Relax, enjoy the views, and let yourself be amazed.
Final Thought (and a Bit of Honesty):
This trip was messy, imperfect, and, at times, slightly chaotic. It was also one of the most beautiful and soul-enriching experiences of my life. Phu Come Home is far from perfect, but that's part of its charm. It's a place where you can connect with nature, with yourself, and with some truly wonderful people. Go. Just… go. And tell the mosquitos I said hello.
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Is juggling *really* hard? I mean, I'm pretty clumsy...
Alright, let's get this out of the way: Yeah, it's not a walk in the park. Seriously. You're basically asking your brain to do a bunch of impossible things *all at once*. It's like trying to pat your head, rub your belly, and recite the alphabet backwards... while balancing on a beach ball... blindfolded. Okay, maybe not *that* extreme, but you get the idea.
I thought I was going to be a juggling prodigy, because, well, I figured it was just *throwing* things. Heh. Yeah, no. My first attempt involved a rogue beanbag hitting me squarely in the eye (ouch!). But here's the thing... it's hard for *everyone* at first. Even the super-cool, multi-ball-weilding pros started somewhere. It's all about the practice, baby.
So, what kind of equipment do I *need* to start? Fancy clubs and stuff?
Okay, stop right there with the mental image of the sparkly clubs! You don't *need* anything fancy to begin. Honestly? I started with three oranges. Yes, regular grocery store oranges. They're a little sticky if you drop them, but they work! And hey, you can snack on them later. (Brain food! Genius! Even *I* can't believe I thought of that...)
Beanbags are probably ideal for beginners. They're easier to catch (they don't roll away!), and they're way less likely to do serious damage when they inevitably clobber you in the face. After that, maybe some juggling balls if you want something with a good feel. Clubs are for later, when you are actually any good. And listen, spend some extra cash for a good book about juggling. It’s worth it.
Just keep in mind, you're gonna drop things. A *lot*. So, unless you enjoy the feel of a bruised apple in your toe, avoid anything breakable.
How long does it take to *actually* learn? Like, can I be juggling by next week?
Hah! Next week? Depending on what you mean by "juggling," maybe. If "juggling" means "flailing wildly and occasionally catching something," then sure. But if you want to look halfway decent, and be a little bit in control... well, that's going to take a little longer. This is where the messy part begins.
I'm talking weeks, maybe even months, to get anything that resembles a decent three-ball cascade. And honestly, there were times, *many* times actually, when I thought, "This is it. I'm officially a juggling failure. My destiny is to be known as, and only as, the person who tried to juggle for two weeks." (Dramatic, I know). But, like anything, the more you practice, the quicker you will see progress.
I'd say start by practicing for like 15 minutes, every day. Don't be too hard on yourself. It's all about the fun, and, sometimes, the bruises.
What's the hardest part? Is it catching the balls?
Catching *is* tricky, yeah, but I actually think the hardest part is... well, just *staying* motivated. Seriously! It's frustrating! You're constantly dropping things, and you feel like you're making no progress. There will be times when you want to hurl your juggling equipment out the window (or at a toddler, I won't judge!).
It's the mental game. Keeping a positive attitude. Remembering why you started in the first place. For me, it was always the fantasy of impressing people. Of being *that* person. You have to find your own fuel. Maybe you want to learn to do a cool trick. Maybe you just want to be able to juggle while waiting for the microwave. Whatever it is, find it, and HOLD ONTO IT HARD.
Oh! And another thing that’s hard? Remembering which hand throws first! I spent weeks just staring at my hands and trying to figure it out. I’m pretty sure I almost had a stroke.
Okay, so you mentioned "tricks." Are there any *cool* tricks? Do I need to be a circus performer to learn them?
Oh, yes! The tricks! That's where the real fun begins! Once you master the basic three-ball cascade, a whole world of possibilities opens up. You can learn to juggle behind your back, under your legs, two balls in one hand, or even four balls (if you're a superhuman, which I am, obviously... just kidding!).
And no, you don't need to run away and join the circus. Unless... you *want* to. There are tons of resources online, YouTube tutorials, juggling clubs, and even books dedicated to teaching you how to do all sorts of cool, impressive stuff. It's a rabbit hole, trust me. A ridiculously addictive rabbit hole.
I learned the "Mills Mess" from a YouTube video. I still can't *quite* pull it off flawlessly, but when I nail it, it's pure, unadulterated *joy*. (And a small amount of feeling like a total show-off.)
Should I learn other juggling tricks first like the Cascade?
Look, I'm not going to lie. There's a *lot* of talk about learning the basic 'cascade' trick first. It's kind of like the alphabet of juggling. However, it's also the most boring part of the whole thing!
So instead of talking about the cascade, this is what I recommend! Go pick up some juggling balls. Take one in each hand. And start throwing them UP. Get into the habit of throwing them at the same height. The other is just, to go have fun with it. The rest will come!
I keep dropping the balls! What am I doing wrong??
Dropping the balls? Honey, that's *part of the process!* You're not a failure just because you're not perfect. I think I spent the first few months just walking around with a handful of beanbags, picking them up, dropping them, again, and again. You're gonna drop them a lot! It's inevitable.
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