Tenerife's Hidden Gem: Pepita La De Las Flores - Rural House Escape!
Tenerife's Hidden Gem: Pepita La De Las Flores - Rural House Escape! - Review - The Unfiltered Truth (with SEO, of course!)
Alright, listen up, adventurers, sun-seekers, and those of you desperately needing an escape from… well, gestures vaguely at everything. I’ve just returned from my stay at Pepita La De Las Flores - Rural House Escape in Tenerife, and let me tell you, it's less a hotel and more… an experience. And I'm here to spill the tea. (Actually, there was complimentary tea… good stuff too!)
SEO-Friendly Rant – Let's Get the Basics Out of the Way First (Sorry, Algorithms!):
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Accessibility: The Good, the Bad, and the Sideways Glance
Okay, let's be real. Accessibility is important. They say they have facilities for disabled guests, and that makes me happy. I'd check the specifics before you go, though. You know, call them. Email them. Don't just take my word for it! I have a friend who uses a wheelchair, and she'd want to know ALL the details.
Rooms and Amenities: From Chaos to Calm (Mostly)
The rooms, bless their hearts, are all individually decorated, like someone raided a charmingly eccentric grandmother's attic. You have access to 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, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.
My room had this… interesting view of the mountains, and you know what? The window opened! A small triumph in a world of stuffiness. Wi-Fi [free] was generally reliable, which is a huge plus. I’m not a monster. I NEED my internet! Especially when I want to post a selfie with that view. Good lord. That view.
Internet Access: The Digital Tether
Speaking of the internet… You get Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and in Wi-Fi in public areas. They also boast Internet and Internet [LAN] for those who like wires. I'm a wireless kind of gal, myself. Works well.
Cleanliness and Safety: Not Just a Buzzword, Thankfully!
This is where Pepita La De Las Flores actually shines. In these plague-ridden times, I was impressed. They're REALLY on top of it. They’ve got Anti-viral cleaning products, Cashless payment service, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere, and Rooms sanitized between stays. I was relieved. Honestly, I saw them cleaning the floors (and everything else) like their lives depended on it, which, in a roundabout way, they kinda did. Staff trained in safety protocols, that’s always good to hear. I also noticed First aid kit. That's also a plus, in case of a scratch or something.
They also have Smoke alarms, Safety/security feature, Fire extinguisher, Security [24-hour], CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, and a Safe dining setup.
Food Glorious Food (with Occasional Hiccups)
Right, let's talk food. Dining, drinking, and snacking: The restaurants are charming, if a little… unpredictable. They have an A la carte in restaurant but also a Buffet in restaurant for breakfast. The Western breakfast was… okay. I’m more of an Asian breakfast type of gal, myself (though the staff didn’t seem to know how to make me one!)
They also have a Bar, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Happy hour, and a Poolside bar, which is pure heaven. The Bottle of water they left in my room was a nice touch. Snack bar? Yes. Desserts in restaurant? Yes. Soup in restaurant? Yes. I devoured a soup there. It was so good, after a day of hiking. Pure, unadulterated soup happiness.
They also had Room service [24-hour], and some Alternative meal arrangement.
Things to Do: Relax, Explore, and Maybe Get Lost (In a Good Way)
This is where Pepita La De Las Flores really excels. They’ve got:
- Swimming pool [outdoor] – Glorious! Especially that Pool with view.
- A Spa/sauna that has Spa. I made a beeline. Got a Massage that was heavenly.
- Gym/fitness – Okay, I didn't go. I was too busy, well, relaxing.
- They offer a Foot bath. Sounds interesting!
- Body scrub and Body wrap sound tempting if you are into that stuff.
- Steamroom. Yep. They really get the whole relaxation thing.
- Things to do outside the hotel – Hiking, exploring tiny villages, wandering… pure magic.
Services and Conveniences: Helpful Humans (Mostly)
The Services and conveniences: this is where Pepita's charm kinda, sorta, shines. They have Air conditioning in public area, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center.
The Anecdote That Sums It Up (And the Imperfection I Loved)
So, I'm sitting by the pool. Sun shining. Cocktail in hand. Life is good. And then, the phone rings. It’s reception. "Ma'am," the voice says, a little breathlessly, "we regret to inform you that the… the, ah, essential condiments for your breakfast have… temporarily disappeared. But we are working on it."
Essential condiments. The mind boggles. But it's these little hiccups, the slight chaos, the genuine effort to fix things, that made Pepita La De Las Flores special. They don’t strive for perfection. They strive for heart.
For the Kids:
Yes, yes, yes! Family/child friendly, Babysitting service, Kids facilities, and a Kids meal. They even have Family/child friendly.
The Verdict (Finally!)
Pepita La De Las Flores isn't your sterile, predictable hotel. It’s a living, breathing, slightly quirky, utterly charming escape. The staff are genuinely lovely, despite the occasional condiment crisis. It's got the views, the relaxation, the authenticity.
Final Verdict: Go!
It is a great place, especially for couple
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Pepita's Paradise (Or, How I Attempted to "Find Myself" in Tenerife and Mostly Just Found My Appetite) – A Hot Mess Itinerary
Alright, buckle up buttercups. This isn't your meticulously planned, Instagram-perfect trip. This is the real deal, the sweaty armpits and burnt toast of travel. I’m talking about my recent "escape" to Rural House Pepita La De Las Flores in Tenerife. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
Day 1: Arrival, Apprehension, and (Almost) Immediate Exhaustion
- 10:00 AM: Arrive at Tenerife South Airport (TFS). The sun is already a brutal tyrant. First thought: "Did I pack enough sunscreen? (Narrator voice: She did not.)"
- 10:30 AM: Haggling (badly) with a rental car company. They promised a slightly less ancient vehicle. The "slightly" was doing some heavy lifting there. It's a bright green, slightly dented, and likely named "Ricardo" by the staff. Ricardo and I are now in a committed relationship based on mutual terror.
- 12:00 PM: Successfully (ish) navigate the serpentine roads to Pepita’s. The GPS Lady (who, let's be honest, should be on commission for the sheer amount of stress she causes) almost steered me into a ravine three times. My knuckles are white. I suspect a mild form of heatstroke.
- 1:00 PM: Pepita's! The pictures, beautiful. The reality? Even BETTER. Stone walls, bougainvillea cascading everywhere, a tiny pool shimmering invitingly. I want to cry with joy, or maybe just take a nap. Probably both.
- 1:30 PM: Meet Pepita herself. A force of nature. Tiny, fiery, with eyes that miss nothing. She barely speaks English, I barely speak Spanish. We communicate mostly through frantic hand gestures and the universal language of "delicious smells emanating from the kitchen."
- 2:00 PM: Attempt to unpack. Fail. Just sprawl on the bed, letting the blissful silence (mostly) wash over me.
- 3:00 PM: The quest for food begins. Discover a little "tienda" (shop) in the nearest village. Buy bread I can't identify the ingredients of, cheese that smells suspiciously of dirty socks (but oddly appealing), and a bottle of local wine. "Local" meaning I probably could have made it myself with the weeds growing outside my door.
- 4:00 PM: Attempt to eat. Fail. The cheese is indeed suspect. The bread is like chewing on a cloud. The wine, though…the wine is a siren song of relaxation.
- 5:00 PM: Collapse by the pool. Bliss ensues. Realize my sunglasses are on crooked. Don't care.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at Pepita’s (pre-booked, thankfully). She presents a feast I can barely comprehend. Giant plate of papas arrugadas (wrinkled potatoes), mojo sauce that sets my mouth on fire (in a good way), and some kind of slow-cooked meat that falls apart at the mere suggestion of a fork. Pure magic.
- 8:00 PM - Bedtime: Lay in a food coma. Bliss.
Day 2: Tequila Sunrise Misadventures and the Volcano Vexation
- 8:00 AM: Wake up feeling like I've been hit by a bus (probably from all the wine). Realize my sunburn is now a fully-fledged lobster.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at Pepita's (another delicious meal) and try to plan the day.
- 10:00 AM: Decide to hike Mount Teide, the volcano. Big mistake. I should have learned by now that "deciding" to hike anything is a recipe for disaster.
- 10:30 AM: Ricardo, our green friend, struggles uphill.
- 11:00 AM: Arrive at the Teide National Park. The scenery is breathtaking. But also, the air is thin. And I'm already regretting my decision to wear the cute little sandals instead of proper hiking boots.
- 11:30 AM: Start the hike. Immediately, I’m out of breath. Three puffs of air and I'm already in a puddle of sweat.
- 12:00 PM: Encounter a group of very fit, very smug hikers who pass me by. I fantasize about tripping them.
- 12:30 PM: Give up on the hike. (This is my natural state, lets face it.) Decide to admire the view from a slightly less vertical vantage point.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. Grab a questionable sandwich from the park's cafeteria. It is dry. This is going to be a tough afternoon.
- 2:00 PM: Drive back towards a more civilized location, a bar.
- 3:00 PM: Tequila Sunrise! The sunset does not happen yet, but I got the drink first.
- 4:00 PM: Back to Pepita's for a nap.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at local restaurant. Paella and local wine.
Day 3: Lost in Translation, Found in Flavor
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at Pepita's, she gives me a hug and a "Buenos Dias!" This woman, I swear, she's a wizard.
- 10:00 AM: Attempt to go to a local market. Got lost. Ended up in a town I can’t even pronounce. Embrace the chaos.
- 11:00 AM: Finally found the market. It's a riot of color, scent, and general mayhem. Try to buy some local produce. Fail miserably in Spanish. End up with a bunch of things I don't recognize and suspect are poisonous. Embrace the unknown.
- 12:00 PM: Discover a tiny, family-run restaurant hidden away from the main streets. The menu is entirely in Spanish. Point at something on the menu and pray for the best.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch! It’s… fantastic. Tender meat, fragrant rice, and some kind of vegetable stew that makes me want to weep with joy. The woman running the restaurant gestures enthusiastically, tries to explain what I'm eating, and gives me a hearty pat on the arm. This is what I came for.
- 2:00 PM: Drive back to Pepita's. Sleep, eat, swim.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at Pepita's, maybe a bit more wine tonight.
Day 4: Departure, Reflection (and a Vow to Return)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast, one last goodbye to Pepita and the house.
- 10:00 AM: Drive back to the airport. Ricardo has done his job, despite my constant complaints.
- 11:00 AM: Turn Ricardo in and feel a flash of sadness. He wasn't perfect, but we survived.
- 12:00 PM: Depart.
- Evening: On the flight, as I look back on the trip, I realize: I didn't "find myself." I didn't have any profound revelations. I got lost, sunburned, ate way too much, and struggled mightily with the Spanish language. But… I also laughed. I ate the best food I've ever tasted, from a firecracker of a woman. I saw stunning beauty, and I allowed myself to just…be. And that, my friends, is more than enough.
- Final Thought: I will be back. And next time, I'm bringing a proper phrasebook, and possibly a hazmat suit for the produce market. And definitely more sunscreen. Adios, Tenerife! ¡Hasta pronto! (Maybe.)
Pepita La De Las Flores: Your (Maybe) Paradise - A REALLY Messy FAQ
Okay, tell me straight: Is Pepita La De Las Flores really *that* special? You know, like, Instagram-worthy special?
Alright, here's the unvarnished truth. Instagram? Yeah, you *could* get some killer shots. The views? Stunning. The bougainvillea cascading down the walls? Chef's kiss. But... you know what? It's not about the perfect filtered photo. It's about the *feeling*. It's about waking up with a crick in your neck from that wonky pillow (more on that later...) and smelling the jasmine. It's about hearing the goats bleating in the distance and wondering if you *actually* know how to open a coconut. (Spoiler: I didn't.) It's not a perfectly curated experience. It's... well, it's life, but dialed up to eleven and smothered in sunshine and a healthy dose of "what the heck am I doing?" Which is a good thing, sometimes. Right? Right?!
What's the accommodation *actually* like? Is it roughing it?
Roughing it? Nah, not exactly. It's not a luxury hotel, let's be clear. Think charmingly rustic. I mean, the bathroom... the water pressure was... shall we say "inconsistent"? One minute, a gentle trickle; the next, a full-on tsunami. Embrace the chaos! The kitchen… well, let's just say I'm pretty sure the toaster hadn't been cleaned since the Spanish Civil War. Okay, maybe a slight exaggeration. But it does have character. The beds? Let's go back to the wonky pillow – but after the first night, you'll become strangely attached to the imperfections. The stone walls are cool, the scent of wood is captivating and the old furniture creates unforgettable atmosphere.
Is it easy to get to? I'm not the most adventurous traveler...
Easy? Hmm... Let's just say it's an adventure in itself. The drive is... winding. And yes, the roads get a *bit* narrow in places. My poor little rental car was clinging for dear life on some of those hairpin turns. My advice? Rent something small. And don't be in a rush. Think of the journey as part of the experience. You'll drive through some seriously breathtaking scenery, and you'll start to understand why everyone raves about Tenerife. And don't trust Google Maps *completely*. Ask a local if you get lost; most are incredibly friendly (and probably amused by your panicked expressions).
Food! Is there anywhere to eat nearby? Because I'm already picturing myself getting hangry.
Hangry? Oh, honey, you're in for a treat. There are some fantastic little *guachinches* (traditional Canarian restaurants) dotted around. The food is *amazing* - authentic, delicious, and ridiculously cheap. Be prepared for some serious meat consumption. And, of course, you *must* try the papas arrugadas (wrinkled potatoes) with mojo sauce. Oh. My. God. Seriously, I still dream about that mojo sauce. But a problem, I was not always sure about their availability. Always ring the restaurant before you visit.
What is there to *do* at Pepita La De Las Flores? Besides, you know, staring at the view...
Okay, so my *favorite* thing to do? Absolutely nothing. Just sitting on the terrace, drinking coffee, and *finally* finishing that book I'd been trying to read for six months. But if you're the type who gets antsy, fear not! There are hiking trails nearby, the Teide National Park is accessible, and you can explore charming local villages. The local market is an experience, the beaches are stunning. Just be prepared to embrace a slower pace of life. It's not a place for frantic activity. It's a place for *being*. Although, I personally spent a lot of time trying to figure out the local language, which led to *hilarious* misunderstandings with the local shopkeeper... Let's just say I once accidentally bought five kilos of potatoes when I only wanted one.
Okay, you mentioned the views. Seriously, what are they like?
The views? THEY ARE *EVERYTHING*. Seriously. I mean, I have a photo on my phone right now that I'm staring at. Mountains, valleys, the shimmering Atlantic Ocean... they change with the light, the time of day. I remember waking up one morning and seeing a sea of clouds at my level. Seriously, it felt like I was floating in a fairytale. I'm not even exaggerating. The stars at night? Unbelievable. You will fall in love. Be warned: the views are highly addictive. You'll be staring at them so long that you'll forget to eat!
Are there any downsides? Don't sugarcoat it!
Alright, real talk. Yes. There were downsides. The internet was... spotty. Like, dial-up spotty. Prepare to disconnect. The supermarket is a bit of a drive; plan your grocery shopping. And, as mentioned, the water pressure wasn't always the best. But honestly? These were *minor* inconveniences. You know what the REAL downside was? Leaving. Letting it go. That feeling of wanting to stay there forever. So yeah, there's a downside: you'll probably want to move in. (And maybe learn how to open a coconut.)
Speaking of downsides, did you have any *bad* experiences? Like, anything that went horribly wrong?
Okay, fine. One thing. I'm not proud of this, and it still makes me cringe a little... I'm a mosquito magnet. And it seems the local mosquitos at Pepita La De Las Flores were particularly...aggressive. Let's just say I looked like I was covered in polka dots by the end of the trip. I tried everything: repellent, citronella candles, the whole shebang. Nothing worked. It was relentless. I itched for days. So, my advice? Pack industrial-strength mosquito repellent. And maybe a hazmat suit. Just in case. (Seriously though, take repellent.)
Would you go back?
In a heartbeat. Even with the wonky pillow, the potato-buying mishap, and the mosquito attack of '23, I'd go back in a heartbeat. It's not perfect. It's not polished. But it's real. And it's unforgettable. It's a little slice of heaven, imperfectionsMountain Stay
