Unbelievable Seaview Homestay in Johor Bahru! (Permas Jaya)
Unbelievable Seaview Homestay: My Honest (And Slightly Messy) Take on Paradise… in Permas Jaya?
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea – or, you know, the kopi-o – on the Unbelievable Seaview Homestay in Permas Jaya, Johor Bahru. I'm talking raw, unfiltered, and possibly slightly rambling thoughts, fresh from the…well, from my memory, because I'm way past the point of actually being there. But hey, that distance gives me perspective, right? (And more time to sip my own kopi).
First things first: the name. "Unbelievable Seaview." Bold. Overpromising? Maybe. Did it deliver? Well… we'll get there.
Accessibility and Getting Around… Let's Get This Over With
Okay, let's get the boring stuff out of the way. Accessibility. Seems like they try to be decent. Elevators are a plus, but I didn't personally test the wheelchair access, so I can't give a hard yes or no. They mention facilities for disabled guests, so that's a good sign? Seriously, I’m not the best person to ask. Getting around outside the place… well, it's Permas Jaya. You'll need a car, a Grab, or the patience of a saint. They have a car park, which is free, and they offer valet, which is a godsend if you're a lazy bum like me, or a godsend if you have a bunch of luggage. Airport transfer? Yep, they got your back.
Cleanliness and Safety (Because, You Know, 2024)
The whole world is obsessed with cleanliness these days, right? Unbelievable Seaview, they’re on it. They go heavy on the sanitizing, which is appreciated. They're doing the hand sanitizer everywhere thing, which, honestly, keeps me happy. They claim to use anti-viral cleaning products, and the staff are trained in all the safety protocols. My room actually felt CLEAN. Properly clean. Like, get-your-shoes-off-and-roll-around-in-the-bed clean. (Which I may or may not have done.) They have a doctor/nurse on call, and a first aid kit, because, let's face it, we're all accident-prone sometimes. They do have a cool safety detail: room sanitization opt-out available, so you can decline if you want.
The Room: Ah, The Room… My Sanctuary
Okay, NOW we're talking. "Unbelievable Seaview" starts to make sense here. I booked a room with a view, and, oh boy, did I get a view. (Okay, maybe it wasn’t unbelievable, but it was definitely good.) The windows? Huge. The light? Glorious. The sea? Well, they definitely make sure the view from that room is absolutely amazing. Everything was in place. Nice. The extra long bed? Yes please! Blackout curtains (bless!). Free Wi-Fi in all rooms (double bless!). And the slippers! Little things like that make all the difference.
The details? Air conditioning blasting (essential in Johor Bahru). Coffee/tea maker (essential for my sanity). Bathrobes and slippers (hello, luxury!). They also have a safe box, a desk, a mini bar , and a private bathroom.
Honestly, the in-room experience was A+. I could have happily stayed in the room all day, ordering room service and staring out the window. (And I might have done that for a good chunk of the day, actually.)
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Feast Mode Activated!
Alright, foodies, gather round. This is where things get… interesting. They've got restaurants. Plural! A la carte, buffet, you name it. Asian, Western, the works. They also have a poolside bar. And a snack bar. The variety is great.
The buffet breakfast? Pretty solid. A decent spread of Asian and Western options. The coffee? Drinkable! (Which, let's be honest, is all you really ask for in a breakfast buffet.) I had a couple of delicious pastries.
Oh, and room service? 24 hours. Yep. This is important. Late night cravings? Sorted. Post-swim hunger pangs? Sorted. It's a serious perk, especially when the humidity hits you like a brick.
Things to Do and Ways to Relax: Spa Day! (Sort Of)
They have a swimming pool. A pool with a view. That's a major plus. Soaking in the pool. Pure bliss. They also have a spa! I indulged in a massage, and… it was good. Not the best massage of my life, but definitely good. Relaxing. They also have a sauna, a steamroom, and a gym. I intended to use the gym, but… the bed was just so comfortable. I mean, after a good meal and a lazy afternoon, who can be bothered? Besides all this, they also have a fitness center, a foot bath and even offer Body scrub and Body wrap.
Services and Conveniences: They Thought of Everything
Okay, let's be real, the list of services is long. They've got everything: laundry, dry cleaning, luggage storage, currency exchange, a convenience store, and even a gift shop. They also provide a concierge, so whenever you need something you can easily ask them.
For the Kids (If You Have 'Em)
They're family-friendly! There are babysitting services and kids' meals. They have the whole package.
Internet: Connected or… Slightly Less Connected?
Free Wi-Fi everywhere! That's the modern world. The signal was pretty strong. I did have to do some work, so I had to use the LAN connection, which was fine.
Quirks, Quirks, and More Quirks
One thing that I noticed: they make an extra-special deal about the fact they provide complimentary tea. It was a good tea, and it’s the small things that stick with you.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Honestly? Absolutely. Unbelievable Seaview Homestay isn't perfect. But where is perfection? It's clean, comfortable, and the view is pretty darn good. It's a great base for exploring Johor Bahru, or just chilling out and doing absolutely nothing. The staff are friendly, the food is decent, and the room is a little slice of heaven. Yes, I would go back. And I'd probably spend even more time in that pool with a view.
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Boscastle House: Your Dream Cornish Escape Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're not just planning a trip to a homestay. We're about to dissect the soul of a weekend getaway in Permas Jaya, Johor Bahru. This isn't a meticulously crafted itinerary; this is more like throwing spaghetti at the wall and hoping some of it sticks. Here we go…
Project: Homestay Seaview – Permas Jaya, Johor Bahru: Operation Chaos & Relaxation
Day 1: Arrival, Anticipation, and the Questionable Charm of IKEA (Probably)
1:00 PM - Arrival at Senai Airport (maybe) – A Whirlwind of Humidity and Hope: Right, so the flight better be on time. I'm already picturing myself, disheveled and slightly sweaty, at the airport exit, squinting into the blinding Malaysian sun. Taxi or Grab? The eternal question. Pray for a driver who speaks some semblance of English. Otherwise, it's charades for directions. I can see it now: me, flapping my arms and pointing at a map like a lost… well, just like a lost tourist.
2:00 PM - Check-in at Homestay, Praying for Air Conditioning: Finding the homestay. Praying the address is correct and isn't a half-built construction site. Mental note to pack a universal adaptor. And to be prepared for the possibility that the "seaview" is actually a distant glimpse of the sea… or maybe a very optimistic "sea-adjacent" view. Air conditioning is non-negotiable. I'm a delicate flower in the tropics.
3:00 PM - Unpacking and the Initial Assessment (aka "Is This Place Actually Liveable?"): Okay, so the smell… does it smell like… mildew? Or just "Malaysian"? Gotta check for creepy crawlies immediately. The bed better not creak too much. And the Wi-Fi… oh, the Wi-Fi. Fingers crossed for decent connectivity because I need to update my Instagram story with the mandatory "I'm here!" photo. Gotta get the likes!
4:00 PM - The Great IKEA Mission (Subject to Change): Okay, this is where things get dicey. I'm a sucker for IKEA. I love the meatballs, the strategically placed furniture displays, and the general feeling of consumerist bliss. The plan is to hit IKEA Tebrau. But, honestly, after a flight and unpacking, the energy level might be plummeting. Might just end up collapsing on the homestay couch. We shall see.
- Side Note: (Already feeling overwhelmed with the IKEA idea. Maybe a smaller, less-crowded restaurant or café by the sea would be nice.)
6:00 PM - Dinner Deliberation (and the Search for Authentic Food): Ah, the eternal foodie dilemma. Nasi lemak? Mee goreng? Maybe a hawker stall? Google Maps is my friend. Gotta find something truly Malaysian. Something spicy. Something that makes you sweat and then crave another bite. The quest for the perfect meal is a serious undertaking.
7:30 PM - Evening Chill or Evening Panic (Depending on Energy): If IKEA happened and energy levels are high, maybe a sunset stroll along the water? If not… Netflix and the comfortable embrace of air conditioning.
Day 2: Sea, Sun, and the Potential for Culinary Disaster (in a good way)
- 8:00 AM - Wake Up and Face the Day (Assuming I Slept Well): The all-important morning ritual: coffee, some quiet time, and a quick survey of the surroundings. Is that the actual sea I see? Or just a particularly large puddle?
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast Adventure (aka the "Is That Safe to Eat?" Game): Time for a local breakfast! Hopefully, someone at the homestay prepared something. Or maybe I'll bravely venture out to a nearby stall for something I can’t even pronounce..
- Unpacking (and re-packing) My Emotions: This is where the emotions start coming in, the little things I'd packed for the trip. I pull out the tiny little thing for the road and I am suddenly emotional over my mom, like a sudden wave. A memory of the last time I saw her, and how she packed me all my things. This is how the feelings roll in, and how the emotions make everything seem a little less mundane.
- 10:00 AM - Seaview Exploration (the Actual Goal of this trip): Now, the moment of truth. The promised "seaview." Hopefully, it lives up to the hype. I envision myself lounging on a balcony, the sea breeze caressing my face, utterly relaxed. Or maybe the balcony is a little cramped and the "seaview" involves leaning over the railing. We'll see.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch, Location TBD, with High Expectations: Gotta find some delicious food again. This time, I'm aiming for something new. Maybe that seafood restaurant I saw online. Or maybe I'll trip over it by accident. The spontaneity is crucial.
- 1:00 PM - Afternoon of Leisure? or of Discovery?: This is the point where I decide what the hell I'm doing. Should I explore a local market? Visit a nearby temple? Or simply collapse onto a sun lounger with a good book (and some serious sunscreen)? The choice is mine! I might also nap.
- 3:00 PM - Re-Visit IKEA (The Most Important Thing): Okay, it's time to give this a second shot. I NEED to go to Ikea, It's a need. More importantly, a MUST.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner & Last Hurrahs: One last delicious Malaysian meal. Maybe I'll branch out and try something truly bizarre. My stomach is a brave soldier. This is the last opportunity for amazing food. I will go out with a bang.
Day 3: Farewell (and the inevitable post-trip blues)
- 8:00 AM - Last Glimpse of the Sea (or whatever the view actually is): My last morning, the sadness creeps in slowly. Time to enjoy the final minutes of the homestay view.
- Check-Out, Packing, and Departure: Last-minute scramble to pack, trying to remember if I left anything behind. The bittersweet moment of leaving.
- Flight back home: I'm in the car, waiting at the airport.. I start to cry at the thought of leaving this wonderful place. This is a place where I belong.
- Back Home, Post-Trip Memories, & The Emotional Hangover: The journey home, the inevitable photos of my trip, and the bittersweet feeling of missing the place I had just spent a weekend in.
Important Notes (and Disclaimers):
- This is a fluid plan. It could change at any moment. Spontaneity is key.
- Embrace the Unexpected: Things will go wrong. Embrace the chaos. It's part of the adventure.
- Food is my top priority: Delicious food is non-negotiable.
- My comfort levels are easily challenged: Air conditioning, clean bathrooms, and decent Wi-Fi are essential for my survival.
- Be Prepared for Awkward Moments: I'm prone to saying the wrong things, getting lost, and generally making a fool of myself. It's all part of the charm.
- Most Importantly: Have fun.
So there you have it. A glimpse into the mind of a traveler. Pray for me, and wish me luck. And maybe, just maybe, I'll return with some good stories (and hopefully, some delicious food memories).
Escape to the Himalayas: Unbelievable FabHotel Annapurna Awaits!
1. What's the deal with, like, *everything*? Seriously, WHAT IS THE POINT?
Oh, honey, if I knew *that* I'd be sipping champagne on a yacht, not hunched over my keyboard. The "point" is a moving target, isn't it? One day it's conquering Mount Everest, the next it's figuring out how to fold a fitted sheet without ending up in tears. I genuinely believe there isn't one single, pre-packaged, universally accepted "point." It's about finding *your* point. For me, it's usually involves caffeine, fuzzy socks, and trying not to accidentally set the kitchen on fire while attempting to cook pasta. Failure? Maybe. But at least it's *my* failure.
2. How do you handle… *gestures vaguely at the world* … all *this*?
Honestly? Badly, usually. I have my moments, though. I'm a champion procrastinator, which helps. It involves a lot of scrolling through cat videos, telling myself "just one more chapter" and then *whoops* it's 3 AM and I've just binged a documentary about the mating rituals of the Bolivian Tree Frog. Distraction: It's my superpower! Besides that, I lean on dark humor, copious amounts of coffee (seriously, the caffeine is a safety net at this point), and a healthy dose of therapy. (Seriously, everyone should have a therapist. It's cheaper than a yacht, and you get to unload all the baggage.)
3. Should I follow my dreams?
Oh, the age-old question. Here's the thing: Dreams are like puppies. Adorable, full of potential, but also capable of peeing all over your favorite rug. And *expensive*. Seriously, following your dreams can be a slog. It’ll chew through your savings, erode your sleep schedule and make you question your sanity daily. BUT (big BUT) it can also be the most exhilarating, satisfying, heart-burstingly amazing thing you'll ever do. My own dream? To write. And let me tell you, for every rejection letter I've gotten, there's been a moment of genuine, pure joy when I finally finish a piece. So, follow them, but wear your sensible shoes, pack a lunch, and maybe buy some extra carpet cleaner. And, for the love of all that is holy, don't quit your day job immediately unless you've got a really, REALLY solid plan. I tried that. Let's just say ramen became my best friend for a while.
4. What's your favorite type of cheese? (Important question, right?)
Okay, yes, this is vital. I'm a simple woman. Give me a good, stinky blue cheese and I'm happy. Actually, scratch that. I *thought* I liked blue cheese, until I went through a phase where I just. ate. it. constantly. Like, entire wedges. And now, the *smell* of blue cheese makes my stomach churn. Reminds me of a particularly disastrous date where I accidentally spilled red wine all over his new cashmere sweater AND barfed in his bathroom afterwards. (Don't ask. And I still feel guilty about the sweater.) So, maybe not blue cheese anymore. Currently, I'm into sharp cheddar. It's dependable, like a good friend. And it goes well with wine, which is also very important.
5. Any advice on dealing with anxiety/stress/the general horrors of existence?
This is the big one, isn't it? God, where do I even begin? Okay, first: Breathe. Seriously. In through the nose, out through the mouth. Repeat. I know, it sounds basic, but it actually helps. Second, find your “thing.” Mine is, well, writing. Sometimes it just typing garbage to get all the yuck out. Other days, I can pour all that inner turmoil into stories. A good creative outlet is life-saving, even if you think you're not "creative". Third, and this is crucial: learn to say no. It's okay to prioritize yourself. It's okay to cancel plans. It's okay to curl up on the couch with a blanket, a cat (if you have one), and a ridiculously cheesy movie. And, look I’m not a counselor, but trust me getting outside during the day helps. Vitamin D is a powerful thing, even if it's only for 10 minutes. Also, therapy. Again. Seriously, everyone needs a therapist. Think of it as preventative mental healthcare.
6. What's the one thing you'd change about the world?
Oh man. One thing? Only ONE? That's tough. Okay, if I could wave a magic wand, I'd eradicate all forms of intolerance. All of it. The bigotry, the judgment, the small-mindedness that seems to be spreading like a particularly nasty rash. I'd banish it to the deepest, darkest corner of the universe, never to be seen or heard from again. Imagine a world where everyone could simply *be*. Where people were celebrated for their differences, not condemned for them. It's a ridiculously idealistic dream, I know. But hey, a girl can dream, right? Though, given my track record, I’d probably accidentally wish for world peace to be replaced by… a giant, sentient cheese grater. So maybe I should just stick to trying not to set the kitchen on fire.
7. What is your biggest regret?
Hmmm... This is a tough one. There are smaller regrets, like not learning a musical instrument, still not folding a fitted sheet correctly, or that time I wore a bright yellow jumpsuit to a funeral. But on a serious note, I think the biggest regret is not taking more chances when I was younger. Not speaking up when I should have, not chasing opportunities that scared me. Fear is a sneaky monster, and it can paralyze you. Now, I try to push myself, but sometimes I think the person I *could* have been if I'd been a little braver is just staring back at me, sad. A good lesson for all of us; keep pushing and keep going, right? Don't let that fear win. Okay, enough self-pity. Time for tea and a good book.
8. What is the weirdest thing that's ever happened to you?
Okay, so this one involves a taxidermied squirrel wearing a tiny top hat, a graveyard at midnight, and a very, VERY long story. But here's the condensed version: My friend and I were, shall we say, feeling adventurous one night. Armed with nothing but a questionable amount of cheap wine and a bad sense of direction, we ended up in a graveyard. (Don’t ask. Bad decisions were a theme back then.) We stumbled uponEasy Hotel Hunt
