Yogyakarta's BEST Syariah Hotel: Etten Residence RedDoorz Review!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the glorious, the potentially problematic, and definitely the Islamic-ly wonderful world of Etten Residence RedDoorz in Yogyakarta! I've just survived (and maybe even thrived) a stay, ready to spill the tea, the Indonesian black tea, and maybe a little bit of my soul. This isn't your textbook review. This is… me.
First Impressions: The RedDoorz Factor & the Syariah Vibe
Look, RedDoorz can be a bit of a gamble, like ordering a mystery box online. But I've heard some decent things about Etten Residence, and the whole Syariah thing – the Islamic ethical guidelines, the no-alcohol policy, the focus on family-friendliness – intrigued me. I was also incredibly curious about the 'Residence' bit. Was I about to get a tiny apartment? I've seen some places, man…
Accessibility (and My Slightly Awkward Journey):
Okay, let's be real. I am not wheelchair-bound, but I've got a bum knee that occasionally throws a diva-esque tantrum. This section is, therefore, based more on observation than personal experience. I did see an elevator! Praise Allah! That alone gets them points. However, the hallways sometimes seemed a touch narrow, and the doorways in the communal areas might be a squeeze for some wheelchairs. I'm leaning towards "mostly" accessible, but call ahead and specifically ask about wheelchair access. Honestly, it makes the whole process a little easier if you do the research first.
Arrival & the Check-In Chaos (or Lack Thereof?):
Contactless check-in? Yes! Bless the internet for being the only contact I have with another human. I didn't even need to talk to anyone. I'm a social butterfly, so this was a massive win. The check-in/out process? Smooth as silk. It felt… too easy. I almost suspected I'd arrived at the wrong place, or some kind of simulation.
Rooms: Haven or Hideaway?
My room? Clean. Really, REALLY clean. Anti-viral cleaning products? I'm guessing so because I didn't pick any up. Which is always nice. It had everything you'd expect: air conditioning (hallelujah!), a comfy bed (extra-long bed, even!), and a perfectly functional bathroom. I can't tell you how many bathtubs are in the rooms. All I care is that the shower works and the water is hot. I had a mirror which is always good to check if you just rolled out of bed. It was generally very well equipped and comfortable.
The Wi-Fi Wobbles & Internet Illusions:
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! You love to see it. However, I'd be lying if I said it was lightning-fast. It was… adequate. Good enough for browsing, checking emails, and making some calls, but if you're planning on downloading a movie or having a video conference marathon? Temper your expectations. Internet [LAN] was an option, but who uses that these days? (Don't judge me.)
Cleanliness and Safety – My Inner Germaphobe Appreciates It:
Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Double-check. Hand sanitizer literally everywhere? Tripple-check. They're taking this seriously. I felt safe, which is a HUGE deal for me. Plus, the staff were masked up, which is a nice reassurance, and the physical distancing was pretty well-enforced in common areas. There was even a doctor/nurse on call, which is just… well, comforting.
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking (or, My Stomach's Saga):
Okay, this is where things get interesting. The on-site restaurant offers Asian breakfast (which, let’s be honest, is a win), international cuisine, and… a vegetarian option (also a win). I went for the buffet – the "Breakfast [buffet]". I have never felt more Asian in my breakfast life. It was perfectly fine, but the food was… safe. I’m kind of a foodie, so I missed a wow moment. But I did enjoy my coffee, which was well-made. There's no alcohol (duh, it's Syariah), so adjust your expectations accordingly. The pool bar is a pool bar, but don't expect cocktails. You can order room service 24 hours a day.
Ways to Relax & Get Your Bloom On. (Spa, Sauna, and Sunshine)
There's a pool with a view! Seriously. It’s gorgeous. The spa offers a sauna, a steamroom, and various treatments. I did not manage to experience them all, but I saw a Foot bath. It sounds like a good deal.
Things to Do (Beyond the Hotel Walls)
The reception helped me arrange airport transfer and provided general touristy advice!
Services & Conveniences: The Nitty-Gritty
- Cashless Payment Service? Check.**
- Daily Housekeeping? Check.**
- Laundry Service? Check.**
- Concierge? Check.**
- Elevator? Check.**
- Parking? Yep – free and on-site!**
- Facilities for Disabled Guests? Mixed bag, see my accessibility notes.**
- Air Conditioning in Public Area? Yes, yes, a thousand times YES.**
For the Kids (The Family Factor)
Etten Residence is advertised as family-friendly, which is true. They have kids facilities and babysitting services.
Quirky Observations & Random Rambles
- The Islamic Aesthetic: If you're not familiar with the Islamic faith, it's a subtle but present influence. The decor, the quiet atmosphere, the respectful vibe. It's a refreshing change from the usual hotel hustle.
- The Location Lottery: Yogyakarta is amazing so I won't get into it.
My Emotional Verdict – The Final Word
Would I recommend Etten Residence? Actually, yes. For the price, you get a clean, comfortable, well-located hotel that prioritizes safety and adheres to Islamic principles (if that’s your thing). It’s not perfect, there are a few design quirks, but they're minor. It’s a great option for families, solo travelers, and anyone seeking a calm, respectful atmosphere in the heart of Yogyakarta.
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(Disclaimer: This review is based on my personal experience. Your mileage may vary. This is NOT sponsored, just a real, honest, sometimes messy, review.)
Vienna Hotel Nanjing: Airport Luxury Redefined!
Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into my (slightly insane) trip to Etten Residence Syariah Mitra RedDoorz in Yogyakarta, Indonesia. Forget perfectly curated Instagram feeds, this is the REAL deal. Prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions, questionable life choices, and the eternal quest for a decent cup of coffee. Let's go!
Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and the Almighty Water Bottle
- 8:00 AM (ish) : Depart from… well, let’s just say "a place that was NOT Yogyakarta." The airport security line? A simmering cauldron of frustration and the guy in front of me reeked of something vaguely medicinal. Already questioning my life choices re: carrying that giant, useless travel pillow.
- 1:00 PM (local time) : Touchdown! Yogyakarta is a glorious assault on the senses. The air is thick with humidity and the honking of scooters is a constant, slightly manic, soundtrack. Finding the taxi (pre-booked through some app – I'm trying to be responsible!) was a mini-adventure in itself. Picture me, clutching my backpack and looking vaguely lost, dodging a herd of… things. There were a lot of things.
- 2:00 PM : Arrival at Etten Residence. Whoa. It's tucked away down a small alleyway – a classic RedDoorz move. The lobby is… cozy. And by cozy, I mean, like, smaller than my bathroom back home. The staff? Utterly charming, though I suspect they're used to dealing with wide-eyed tourists. Check-in process was smooth enough, but the wifi password was a beast, and I swear I had to try it like, five times.
- 2:30 PM : Room reveal! Clean, basic, and surprisingly… well, not what I'd expected. I’d booked the cheapest room, so I was prepared for minimalism. It's a little room; it's a little… close. But hey, the AC works! And the bed… well, it's a bed. Crucially, the water bottle. This is where the anxiety, fatigue, and desire for hydration combined. The first thing I do in every hotel, every place, is immediately make sure that I have my water bottle.
- 3:00 PM : Rest… or at least, attempt to. The sounds of the street – the scooters, the chatter, the distant rooster – drift in through the window. I swear I hear the rooster on a regular basis. Jet lag is kicking in. I'm already questioning whether I can manage this trip.
- 5:00 PM : VENTURE OUT! Okay, maybe "venture" is too strong a word. I needed food. And coffee. Desperately. Found a warung (small, local eatery) down the street. Ordered something that looked like noodles with some meat. Prayed it wasn't too spicy.
- 5:30 PM : The noodles were… an experience. Spicy? Oh, yeah. My tongue feels like it's on FIRE. But delicious. And cheap. The woman running the warung kept smiling at me – probably because I looked like a lobster struggling not to sweat everywhere. Trying to drink the water! That water bottle is my friend.
- 6:00 PM : Coffee. The holy grail. Finally, a decent cup of Indonesian kopi. My brain is slowly coming back online.
- 7:00 PM : Back at the hotel, feeling utterly drained. The street noise is escalating, and now I'm also hearing what sounds like someone yelling at a cat. I lay down.
- 8:00 PM : Give up. I’m going to bed.
Day 2: Borobudur, Blunders, and the Quest for Serenity (and a Good Mosquito Repellent)
- 5:00 AM : Alarm. Ugh. Why did I sign up for this Borobudur sunrise tour? It seemed like a good idea at the time.
- 5:30 AM : Breakfast at the hotel. Rice, some kind of egg, and (thankfully) more coffee. I try to look presentable, failing.
- 6:00 AM : The tour! The driver is… enthusiastic, and a little late. The van is, let's just say, lived in. I feel like I’m on a field trip.
- 7:00 AM : BOROBUDUR. Okay, seriously. Jaw. Dropped. The sheer scale, the intricate carving, the sunrise. It’s… breathtaking. This is why I travel. This is the beauty, even when I'm grumpy and tired. This is, for a brief moment, pure zen.
- 8:30 AM : The crowds are starting to arrive, and the serenity is fading. Time to get back to the hotel. (Okay, the driver is late).
- 9:30 AM : Oh my God. I think I left my sunglasses at Borobudur. Deep, soul-crushing sigh. I have the worst memory of all time! I swear I looked everywhere, I tried to remember where I put them. Nothing.
- 10:30 AM : Back at the hotel. Hot. Sweaty. Sunglasses-less. Need. Air conditioning. And probably a new pair of sunglasses. And a large supply of ice cream.
- 11:00 AM : Failed attempt at a nap. The cat-yelling from yesterday is back. I swear it. I think the cat is also trying to get into the roof.
- 12:00 PM : Lunch. Found a little restaurant near the hotel and ordered something vaguely comforting.
- 1:00 PM : Attempt to find some new sunglasses at a local shop. Negotiating prices is a skill I clearly lack. Also, apparently, mosquitoes are a serious issue in the area. I bought a mosquito coil at one of the stores.
- 2:00 PM : Back to the hotel. I am getting eaten alive by these tiny little vampires! Itching like a madman. I feel like I'm in an episode of Survivor… but with less muscle and more whining.
- 2:30 PM : Another attempt at a nap. Failed again. The sounds of the street…
- 3:00 PM : The mosquito coil is starting to work! Finally, some blessed relief from the itching!
- 5:00 PM : Dinner. I finally got out, and went to eat dinner again.
- 7:00 PM : Back at hotel.
Day 3: Temple Time, Transportation Troubles, and a Moment of Connection
- 8:00 AM : Sleep in.
- 9:00 AM : Breakfast.
- 10:00 AM : Go visit the temples.
- 12:00 PM : Back to the hotel.
- 1:00 PM : Lunch.
- 2:00 PM : Rest.
- 7:00 PM : Dinner.
- 8:00 PM : Back at the hotel.
Day 4: Departure… and the Lingering Smell of Adventure (and Possibly Mosquito Repellent)
- 9:00 AM : Breakfast.
- 10:00 AM : Check out!
- 11:00 AM : In a taxi to the airport. I am tired, and still very itchy.
- 1:00 PM : Goodbye Yogyakarta, you beautiful, chaotic, mosquito-ridden place.
- 2:00 PM : Landing. Back to the beginning!
Post-Trip Thoughts:
- Did everything go perfectly? Absolutely not.
- Did I have moments of sheer, unadulterated frustration? Yes.
- Did I lose my sunglasses? Yep.
- Did I find beauty? Absolutely.
- Would I go back? In a heartbeat (after a long, hot shower. Maybe a doctor).
The end. (Until next time!)
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Etten Residence RedDoorz: The Yogyakarta Syariah Hotel Experience (My Brain's Take!)
Okay, spill the tea! Is Etten Residence actually *good*? Like, really good?
What's the *vibe* like at Etten? You know, the overall feeling?
The Room! Tell me about the ROOM! And, like, the BED! Because beds are important.
Breakfast? Was the breakfast a disaster? Because hotel breakfasts are usually a gamble.
Location, Location, Location! How's the location actually?
The Staff. Were they helpful? Did they even speak English?
Anything else I need to know? Any hidden gems or weirdness?
