Indonesian Airport Luxury: Premier Place Surabaya's Unbelievable Perks!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the (hopefully) luxurious world of Indonesian Airport Luxury: Premier Place Surabaya! This isn't just a review, it's a… well, a thing. A messy, honest, opinionated thing. Let's see if this place can actually live up to the "luxury" hype.
First Impressions (and the Accessibility Angle… Because I'm a Pro at Minding Other's Business)
Right off the bat, accessibility is key. If you're shuffling through Surabaya with a wheelchair, crutches, or just a generally wonky knee, Premier Place claims to have your back. Wheelchair accessible? Check. "Facilities for disabled guests?" Double check! (Hopefully, they mean more than just a ramp… we'll see.) The elevator is essential, obviously. And 24-hour front desk? Good, 'cause jet lag is a real jerk. Airport transfer? Bless their hearts. That's a lifesaver after a long flight. Okay, okay, so far, so good. Initial check marks, people.
Rooms: Does My Sanctuary Look Like a Closet?
Alright, let's get the basics out of the way: Air conditioning (duh), free Wi-Fi (more on that later, trust me), and a safe for my passport that I probably won’t use anyway. Bathtub? Excellent. Because bubbles are always the answer. Blackout curtains are a MUST for this light sleeper. I can report that the carpet wasn't filthy, which is a win. Closet, coffee/tea maker, desk, hair dryer, and a mini bar (temptation is the spice of life!) are all present, and correct.
And now the really good stuff. Slippers! A small gift, but a welcome one. Bathrobes? Yes, please! Separate shower/bathtub? A luxury I'll forever cherish. Extra-long bed? I appreciate this consideration for the tall folk. And here's something I never considered: a socket near the bed. Brilliant. Who else lives by their phone?
Minor gripe: the "in-room safe box" felt a little… flimsy. I mean, I don't have a million bucks, but I'd still want to feel like Fort Knox was watching my stuff.
Internet: The Modern-Day Oxymoron
Okay, let's talk about free Wi-Fi in all rooms. This is a HUGE selling point. But it's like promising you a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Free Wi-Fi at hotels is often a trap. It's either lightning-fast or slower than a sloth with a caffeine hangover. I tested it out… sigh. It's passable. Enough for emails and maybe a YouTube video if you don't mind waiting. Internet [LAN] is also available, which is good, I guess. I'd need that if I worked in a company. The Internet services mentioned made me a little wary. Are they going to stalk me? I do not know.
Dining: Carb-Loaded Bliss or Bland Buffet?
This is where things get interesting. I am a huge fan of food, and this place looks to be ready to cater to all cravings.
- Restaurants! Plural! Count me in!
- Asian cuisine in restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant: Excellent catering for all travellers.
- Breakfast [buffet]: The all-important fuel for my day (or maybe it's the 24/7 room service… who am I to judge?).
- Poolside bar: Dreams of sipping cocktails and pretending I'm James Bond.
- Room service [24-hour]: Ah, the siren call of the hotel room service.
I sampled the Asian breakfast, which was decent, but the Western breakfast was a bit meh. The buffet was… well, a buffet. Lots of choices, but not everything was a culinary masterpiece. However, that coffee/tea in restaurant saved my life.
One thing that really stood out: the alternative meal arrangement. Great for those of us with food sensitivities!
Things to Do/Ways to Relax: Spa Day Dreamin'
Okay, here's the real "luxury" test. The Spa! The sauna! The steamroom! Be still, my beating heart.
Actually, let's be real. I'm here to relax. And the options are vast. Massage? Absolutely. Body scrub, body wrap, and even a foot bath? Consider me pampered. I am living for the moment. This is the kind of relaxation I need.
The Pool with view? Yes, please. Because I am not a monster. Swimming pool [outdoor]? A solid choice. And there's a fitness center and a gym/fitness? Alright, I guess I could work out, but I'm more inclined towards another nap.
Cleanliness and Safety: COVID-19 Times!
This is IMPORTANT, people. We're not in the pre-pandemic world anymore. Let's see how Premier Place handles it:
- Anti-viral cleaning products? Check.
- Hand sanitizer? Double check.
- Daily disinfection in common areas? Good.
- Rooms sanitized between stays? Excellent.
- Staff trained in safety protocol? I hope so!
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter? We'll see.
They also mention sanitized kitchen and tableware items, individually-wrapped food options, and a safe dining setup. These are all excellent signs.
Services and Conveniences: The "Little Things" That Matter
Alright, let's see if they get the little things right. Concierge? Always a plus. Daily housekeeping? Necessary. Doorman? Extra points for elegance! Cash withdrawal? Useful. Currency exchange? Helpful.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly Fun?
While I didn't have kids with me, Premier Place claims to be family/child friendly. They have babysitting service and kids facilities and even kids meal options! Awesome, if true.
Getting Around: Easy Breezy or a Taxi Nightmare?
Airport transfer? Thank the heavens! Car park [free of charge]? Always a bonus. Taxi service? Good to know they are available.
My Moment: The Spa, the Sauna, the Steamroom… OH MY!
Okay, let's talk about the spa. Here's the moment, the real make-or-break of this "luxury" experience: the sauna. Picture this: the dim lighting, the gentle heat, the smell of eucalyptus… pure bliss, right? Wrong! I was immediately hit with a wall of steam. Then, it happened. The sauna gave out! I felt so defeated. I sat in the sauna with no electricity. Unacceptable! I had to call from the pool and report the issue. The technician was on its way immediately, but it was now late. After it was fixed, I got back to the sauna. The technician was a hero!
Overall Impression:
Premier Place Surabaya is trying to be a luxurious airport hotel, and for the most part, they succeed. It's not perfect, but it's definitely got some sparkle. The Spa is amazing. The food is hit-or-miss. Accessibility seems well considered. In short: a solid choice for a pre- or post-flight stay!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your average, sterile travel itinerary. We're diving headfirst into the glorious, messy, and utterly unpredictable world of Premier Place at Surabaya Airport, Indonesia. Prepare for some serious stream-of-consciousness, because honey, that's how travel really feels.
The Surabaya Shuffle: A Whirlwind of Wonder and Mild Panic (or, "How I Ate My Weight in Sate and Almost Missed My Flight")
Day 1: Arrival – Hello, Heat and Humility (and a Disastrous Coffee)
- Time: 07:00 AM - Technically, I should have landed. Let's be honest, the plane was probably late. Airlines, am I right? Scratch that, it was late. Grumbled a bit about the Indonesian time zone (it's a thing!).
- Location: Juanda International Airport, Surabaya. Or, as I've already started calling it, "Heat Central."
- Transportation: Plane. Duh. And a taxi that smelled suspiciously of vanilla air freshener and stale cigarettes. I'm already judging.
- Objective: Get through customs (prayers needed!), find my pre-booked hotel transfer (double prayers), and arrive at the Premier Place Hotel seemingly intact. And maybe, just maybe, score a decent cup of coffee. (Spoiler alert: the coffee was catastrophic).
- Observations: Okay, so customs went smoother than expected. Score! Now, the hotel transfer - the driver was late. Classic. He also seemed to think "urgent" meant "leisurely stroll." The hotel looks nice from the outside, thank god.
- Emotional Reaction: Mostly relief. Then a smidge of caffeine withdrawal gnawing at me. The heat is a constant, oppressive presence. And that coffee? Ugh. It tasted like burnt tires mixed with sadness. I need a hug (and, more importantly, a good cup of coffee). The Great Coffee Catastrophe of '24
Okay, I need to vent about the coffee. I, a caffeine addict, a coffee connoisseur (in my own mind, at least), was promised a decent brew. Visions of strong, fragrant Indonesian coffee danced in my head. What I received? Brown, lukewarm water that tasted faintly of… nothingness. It was the culinary equivalent of a damp, grey day. I actually considered walking back to Starbucks in the airport, but the heat and that lingering smell of vanilla… no. I had to settle, for now. I suspect this will be a recurring theme during this trip, and it filled me with dread.
Day 1 (Continued): Hotel Hustle and Cultural Confusion
- Time: 09:00 AM - Checking into Premier Place Hotel.
- Location: Premier Place Hotel, Surabaya.
- Objective: Check in, unpack (or at least, attempt to unpack – I'm a terrible packer), and get my bearings. Maybe find a map that doesn't look like it was drawn by a drunken toddler.
- Observations: The hotel lobby is surprisingly stylish. The staff are friendly, though my Bahasa Indonesia is limited to "terima kasih" (thank you) and a lot of frantic hand gestures. My room… well, it's a room. Clean enough. Air conditioning blasting like a polar vortex in July.
- Emotional Reaction: A mixture of optimism and utter bewilderment. I'm overwhelmed by the sheer otherness of everything. The sounds, the smells, the way people move… It's all so different from what I'm used to!
The Great Laundry Dilemma
By the way, small problem. I had to do laundry. I tried to find a laundromat. The Google search was a disaster. Then, I asked the front desk if they knew of a laundromat. Turns out they had a laundry service. I almost lost my mind when the bill came – it was more expensive than the hotel. I should have known it would be, I was just too impatient to wait.
Day 2: Exploring the Chaos and Cultivating Contradictions
- Time: 08:00 AM - Waking up, feeling like a wilted plant.
- Location: Premier Place Hotel and the surrounding area.
- Transportation: Taxi! And possibly my own two feet, if I'm brave enough to navigate the streets.
- Objective: Explore Surabaya, see some sights, and hopefully, not get hopelessly lost. Oh, and find some actual good coffee.
- Observations: The traffic is insane! Scooters weaving through cars like kamikaze butterflies. Street vendors everywhere, hawking everything from durian (the infamous fruit that smells like gym socks) to brightly colored trinkets. I am currently at a war with myself on whether or not to try durian because I have heard so much, but the fear won't leave me.
- Emotional Reaction: Exhilaration and near-constant anxiety. The sheer density of experience is overwhelming. I love it, I hate it, I'm completely bewildered. And that craving for coffee is starting to become a physical pain.
The Sate-tastic Revelation
Okay, this is where things get good. I found a little street-side stall selling sate (grilled meat skewers). The smell alone was enough to make me weak in the knees. The sate was cooked over an open fire. The sauce… oh, the sauce! A rich, peanutty, sweet and savory concoction that I could happily drink by the gallon. I nearly licked the plate clean. It was pure, unadulterated bliss. My taste buds have never been happier. I stuffed myself like a Thanksgiving turkey. Which is probably a good thing, because that coffee…still a problem.
Day 2 (Continued): A Dive into History and Near-Misses
- Time: 02:00 PM - Trying to visit a museum. (Probably. I honestly don't fully remember)
- Location: A random museum, or the remnants of one.
- Transportation: Taxi (definitely the best option. It's too hot for all of this walking!)
- Objective: Learn something about Surabaya's history. Or at least, pretend to. Maybe find a decent photo opp.
- Observations: The museum was closed on Mondays! Classic. I tried to wing it, ended up wandering down a crowded street, nearly got run over by a scooter, and almost bought a ridiculously oversized, brightly colored hat.
- Emotional Reaction: Frustration, followed by a burst of laughter at my own ineptitude. This is truly a travel experience.
Day 3: Heading Home – Departure Drama (and the Sate Hangover)
- Time: 06:00 AM - Waking up with a slightly sticky feeling and a sense of foreboding.
- Location: Premier Place Hotel, and then Juanda International Airport.
- Transportation: Taxi, then plane (again!).
- Objective: Make it to the airport on time, check in, and somehow navigate the chaotic airport without having a complete breakdown. And maybe, just maybe, sneak in one last sate fix before I go.
- Observations: My stomach is still protesting the sate. The airport is even more chaotic, and I swear the air conditioning is a cruel joke. The security line is a human sardine can. Did that taxi driver just fall asleep at the wheel?
- Emotional Reaction: A mixture of exhaustion, mild regret (I should have tried the durian!), and a strange sense of accomplishment. I survived! And I have survived with a small bag of satisfaction.
The Great Airport Dash and Near-Disaster
The airport? Oh, the airport stress. I was running late. The check-in lines were a mess. I swear, the boarding gate was on the opposite side of the airport. I sprinted, I sweated, I almost tripped over a baby stroller. I was convinced I was going to miss my flight. But, I made it! Just barely. Gasping for air, clutching a lukewarm water bottle, and smelling faintly of sate. Never have I felt so alive and so exhausted at the same time.
Final Thoughts:
So, there you have it. My Surabaya adventure, in all its messy, hilarious, and slightly caffeinated glory. It wasn't perfect. It was often overwhelming. There were moments of sheer panic. But it was also incredible. The food (especially that sate!), the people, the sheer energy of the place … This trip taught me the beauty of the unexpected, the importance of embracing the chaos, and the eternal quest for a truly decent cup of coffee. I’ll be back.
(P.S. Still haven't tried the durian. Maybe next time. Maybe.)
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Premier Place Surabaya: Is it REALLY Worth the Hype?! (My Honest Take)
Okay, spill the tea: What *exactly* is Premier Place Surabaya? Is it just another VIP lounge?
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's airport lounge. Premier Place is like... well, imagine stepping into a different dimension. One where delayed flights are *almost* a blessing. It's not just a lounge; it's an experience. Think plush, think pampering, think enough free food to feed a small village. Seriously, I'm talking hot meals cooked to order, not just sad little pretzels. And the staff? Angels. Actual, helpful, smiling angels. I may or may not have asked for a second massage... (Hey, jet lag is a real thing!).
So, about that food... is it actually good? Like, *really* good?
Alright, so here's the deal. I'm a picky eater. I'm talking, "inspects every grain of rice" level picky. And the food? *Chef's kiss.* I swear, I had the best Nasi Goreng of my life there. And the satay! Oh, the satay. Juicy, smoky, utterly divine. I actually texted a picture to my friend and said, "This is why I travel." Honestly, I almost missed my flight *because* I didn't want to leave the buffet. Okay, maybe I did miss it by a hair... which they calmly rebooked for me while I scarfed down more spring rolls.
What about this "massage thing" everyone's talking about? Is it worth the wait?
Listen, the massages… oh, the massages. Okay, deep breath. They’re the reason I’m pretty sure I’m addicted to Premier Place. I was a crumpled, stressed-out mess when I arrived. You know, the usual pre-flight anxiety spiral. Then, BAM! I was ushered into a serene little room, and a masseuse worked her magic. It was like all the tension of the world just melted away. I literally drooled (sorry, not sorry). And afterwards, free tea and snacks! It was the perfect antidote to the airport chaos. Seriously, if you're even slightly considering it, get a massage. Just do it. You won't regret it. Unless… you miss your flight due to blissful relaxation. But, even then, they’ll probably fix it for you!
Are there any other perks besides food and massages? Because honestly, that sounds pretty amazing already.
Okay, the perks are plentiful! I mean, they have a dedicated smoking room (if that's your thing, which, you know, judge away - I don't), a kids' play area (bless them!), and super-fast Wi-Fi. But the killer feature? The sheer *calm*. Seriously, the energy in there is so low-key and relaxed. It's a million miles away from the screaming kids, the stressed-out passengers, and the general airport frenzy. Remember the rebooked flight? Yeah, they even took care of baggage reclaim! This is what heaven feels like.
Is it expensive? How do you even get in?
Alright, let's talk budget. Obviously, it's not free. You can either pay for access directly, or more realistically, you could be eligible because of your airline or credit card. A little research beforehand goes a long way! Think of it as an investment in your sanity. Seriously! I would gladly pay double what I paid for the peace of mind and the amazing experience. I mean, have you *tried* dealing with a long layover after a red-eye flight WITHOUT a massage? Trust me, it's not pretty. It's like a little sanctuary from the airport madness.
What's the *one* thing that wasn't perfect? Anything at all?
Okay, okay, to be fair, there's one minor quibble. The bathrooms are clean, but the soap had a slightly weird smell. Like, not terrible, just... unusual. But honestly, if that's the worst thing I can say, that’s a win! It's hardly a dealbreaker. I'd happily endure the strange soap scent again for another massage and a plate of that glorious Nasi Goreng. Actually, I'm already planning my next trip back… Shhhh, don’t tell anyone!
Would you recommend it? Be honest!
YES! A thousand times YES! If you have the opportunity and the budget, absolutely. It's not just a lounge; it's an experience. It's a sanctuary. It's a damn good massage. Seriously, treat yourself. Your stressed-out travel self will thank you! Just make sure you set an alarm so you don't miss your flight like I almost did. You know, unless getting rebooked isn't a problem for you. Which, hey, maybe it won't be..
Okay, a completely random question: Did you meet any other interesting people there?
You know, it's funny you ask! Yeah! I remember chatting with a lovely older gentleman who was, get this, an opera singer! He was heading to perform in Jakarta, and he was just... overflowing with stories and charm. We bonded over the free coffee (which, by the way, was also excellent!). It's just that kind of atmosphere. It's a place where you can connect with people, or just blissfully chill in peace. I may have even heard him practice a bit. That was a bonus of the serenity.
Any last-minute advice for first-timers?
Prepare to be spoiled. Bring a book (if you can bear to read, I’m generally too relaxed). And most importantly: book that massage *ahead* of time. Trust me. Also, pack a spare pair of stretchy pants… you're gonna need them after that buffet. And the most important... Breathe. Relax. And let Premier Place work its magic. You deserve it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to check flight deals to Surabaya... again.
