Rome's Hottest Hotel: Moderno's Unbelievable Luxury Awaits!
Rome's Hottest Hotel: Moderno's Unbelievable Luxury Awaits! (My Honest (and Slightly Chaotic) Review)
Okay, listen up, because "unbelievable luxury" is thrown around a lot these days. But after actually living it at Rome's Hotel Moderno? Yeah, it's… well, it's pretty damn believable. Let's just say, I'm still dreaming of the heated floors. More on that later.
First, the important stuff: Accessibility. They’ve actually thought about people needing access! I mean, elevators everywhere (essential in Rome, right?), and I was thrilled to see dedicated ramps and facilities for disabled guests. This isn't just a checkbox, folks; it feels genuinely considered. Bonus points.
Getting Started: The Bare Necessities, With Flair
Right off the bat, the 24-hour front desk and crazy-fast check-in/out were life savers. After a red-eye and a luggage mishap (thanks, Alitalia!), I was in my room – and sanity – within minutes. Contactless check-in/out is a godsend these days, and they’ve nailed it. And a big, fat YES to a Doorman. Makes you feel like you actually deserve to be there (even if you're wearing slightly rumpled travel clothes).
Rooms That Make You Want to Cry (in a Good Way)
My room? Oh man. Air conditioning that actually works (bless you, Moderno!), blackout curtains that block out all the Roman sun (perfect for jet lag hibernation), and a window that opens. (Honestly, I've stayed in hotels where you'd think the window was welded shut. Moderno gets it.) The Wi-Fi [free] was strong and reliable in the room, and the Internet Access – LAN option if you're still a wired kind of person.
And the bathroom? Bathtub? Check. Separate shower/bathtub? Check. Bathrobes? Check. Slippers? Check. My god, the slippers. They felt like walking on clouds after my 12-hour travel day. I'm not even a slipper person, but I wore those things everywhere. They even have a scale (because who doesn't want a little accountability after eating all the pasta?).
But the absolute kicker? Heated floors. Like, actual heated floors. It changed. My. World. Walking barefoot on those glorious, warm tiles? It's the small things, people, the small things. Truly.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – A Culinary Adventure (or at least a really delicious one)
Alright, let’s talk food. I’m a foodie, and I'm a sucker for room service [24-hour]. It's a mandatory indulgence, and Moderno doesn't disappoint. The menu had everything, from a quick salad or soup to a full-blown Italian feast. I ordered, like, three times. No judgment.
The breakfast [buffet] was a glorious spread, with a little something for everyone. Asian breakfast options? Check. Western breakfast? Check. Coffee/tea in restaurant? Check. Coffee shop? Check. And, let's be real, the bottle of water waiting in your room after a long day of sightseeing is a tiny, but beautiful, thing.
They've got multiple restaurants and a poolside bar that I heard were fantastic. Unfortunately, I was a bit too busy luxuriating in my room and eating room service to experience this. But, knowing the level of attention to detail I saw in everything else, I'm guessing they didn't disappoint.
A Word on COVID: Safety and Cleanliness
Let’s be honest, we’re all thinking about safety these days. Moderno is on it. Seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Hand sanitizer everywhere? Check. They had individually-wrapped food options, and the staff were masked up and seemed well-trained. They have a Hygiene certification (whatever that means, I'm assuming it's a good thing). I felt safe, and that's huge. The fact that they offered room sanitization opt-out, showed they were paying attention.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa Day! (Almost…)
Okay, this is where my inner couch potato came out. I didn't hit the Fitness center. I know, I know… But I did check out the Spa/sauna. And it was…well, it was pure bliss. They have a steamroom and a pool with a view. I was so close to a Body scrub or a Body wrap (I’d never done one before!), but I chickened out! I'm now regretting this decision.
I can't rate the experience but it was a true mark of quality for the hotel.
Going Beyond the Basics: Services and Conveniences
They have a luggage storage area – a blessing if you arrive way before check-in. Daily housekeeping was spotless, and the staff were super friendly. They even offered dry cleaning and laundry service (crucial when you're packing light and spilling everything).
For the Business Traveler (if you absolutely must…)
Yes, they have Meeting/banquet facilities, business facilities and all that jazz. They can host seminars, provide Projector/LED display and even have a Xerox/fax in business center.
Getting Around
You're in Rome, so get ready for some walking! But if you need to get somewhere, they have an Airport transfer service, and they can arrange a Car park [free of charge] and provide Taxi service or even valet parking. Super convenient.
The (Slight) Downsides (Because I Have to Be Honest)
Okay, so here comes the messy part. Nothing is perfect. Maybe one or two more English-speaking channels on the TV (but I'm nitpicking). And I wish I had more time to sample all the offerings. More time, and maybe a better packing job so I could actually use my fancy clothes. Mostly I spent the whole time in comfy clothes.
The Verdict: Book This Hotel, Dammit!
Look, I've stayed in a lot of hotels. And the Hotel Moderno? It genuinely blew me away. It’s the perfect mix of luxury, comfort, and thoughtful touches. The detail is amazing – and they’re clearly trying to get it right. The location is prime for exploring and the staff were an absolute delight.
So, here's my pitch, Rome's Hottest Hotel: Moderno's Unbelievable Luxury Awaits!
Tired of the same old hotels? Craving an escape that's both luxurious and effortlessly comfortable?
Book your stay at Hotel Moderno in Rome and experience:
- Heated Floors (Need I Say More? Seriously, Book it!)
- Impeccably Clean and Safe Rooms
- World Standard Dining, Whether That’s Room Service or On-Site
- A Spa Experience That May Actually Make You Feel Like a New Person.
- A Location That Makes Exploring Rome Seamless
And Because They've Truly Thought of Everything:
- Wheelchair Accessibility & Facilities for Disabled Guests
- Reliable Wi-Fi in Every Room (and the whole hotel!)
- Contactless Check-In & Check-Out: Get in and relax!
- Staff Trained in Safety Protocol & Anti-Viral Cleaning: Your Health is Priority.
- And so Much More!
But here's the kicker: Book now and get a complimentary welcome drink and a free upgrade (subject to availability)! Don't miss out on the Roman holiday of your dreams! You deserve it! Click here to book and start dreaming of those heated floors!
Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Anipool Villa, Nakhon Si Thammarat!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your glossy brochure itinerary. This is ME, rambling through Rome, fueled by questionable coffee and questionable decisions. We're at the Moderno Hotel Roma. Let's see if we survive. (Spoiler alert: probably.)
ROMAN HOLIDAY (WITH A SIDE OF CHAOS)
Day 1: Arrival and the Tiramisu Apocalypse
- 10:00 AM: Landed in Rome. Hallelujah! After a flight that felt like a particularly grueling comedy show. Seriously, the guy in front of me snored through turbulence. Turbulence! Anyway, found the Moderno. Looks swanky enough, hopefully, the room is not a closet.
- 11:00 AM: Checked in. The lobby's nice, all marble and shiny. Feeling optimistic. Slightly. Unpacked – mostly underwear and snacks because priorities. Found the room! It's… compact. Okay, “cozy.” Fine. Whatever, I'm in Rome!
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Wandered out, starving. Found a tiny trattoria, "Trattoria da Mimmo." Ordered the pasta carbonara. Oh. My. God. Carbs, glorious carbs! I'm pretty sure I inhaled it. Almost licked the plate. No shame.
- 2:00 PM: Stroll around the hotel trying to explore. Walked around, got lost within 5 minutes. Rome is basically a giant, glorious labyrinth. Found the Trevi Fountain! Threw in a coin. Already planning my return. (Or at least, a good Instagram post.)
- 3:00 PM: Got gelato. Because, Rome. Pistachio. Divine. Actually, scratch that, it was orgasmic. Okay, I'm being dramatic, but it was seriously good. Melted down my hand, so that's a plus.
- 4:00 PM: This is where it all went downhill (in a good way). Found a little cafe with a window display of Tiramisu. I love it, and it's a must for me. I had a slice. I was immediately in heaven. Then I had another slice. The cafe owner, bless his heart, seemed amused. "Signora, you like?” Yes, I like! I think I might have died, gone to heaven, and then been reborn as a Tiramisu critic. I seriously considered asking for a third slice, but I feared for my arteries.
- 6:30 PM: Needed a walk after the Tiramisu feast. Wandered through the Piazza Navona, watched street performers. They were… enthusiastic. One guy's juggling was truly impressive, the other one's singing was… well, let's just say he had a very strong Italian accent.
- 8:00 PM: Dinner at a little place near the Pantheon. (By "little place," I mean it was packed, noisy, and amazing). Ordered the pizza. It got delivered fast, which never really surprises me. Didn't finish it all. No regrets.
- 9:30 PM: Back to the hotel. Currently battling jet lag and a tummy full of carbs. Might actually sleep. (Emphasis on might.)
Day 2: Gladiator Dreams and the Ancient Ruins of Regret
- 8:00 AM: Woke up! Hallelujah! Coffee is coming right up!!
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. Scrambled eggs, questionable pastries, and coffee that tastes vaguely like diesel fuel. Still, caffeine is caffeine. Got better one along the way, so no worries.
- 10:00 AM: The Colosseum. (I'd booked tickets, THANK GOD. The line was insane.) It was… wow. Just… woah. Standing there, realizing this thing was built thousands of years ago. I was hit with a wave of awe, then a wave of, "Wow, I really need to learn more history." Actually, I spent most of my time imagining Russell Crowe. Sorry, not sorry.
- 12:00 PM: Roman Forum and Palatine Hill. More ruins. My brain is starting to feel like a sponge. Definitely starting to understand why Romans were so into their bathhouses. My feet are killing me. Seriously, I think I need new shoes. And maybe a masseuse.
- 2:00 PM: Lunch – another random trattoria. Ordered the Cacio e Pepe. Simple. Elegant. Heavenly. Again, nearly licked the plate. The waiter gave me a knowing look. We're developing a bond, I think.
- 3:00 PM: The Vatican City. Holy moly. The Sistine Chapel was… overwhelming. Amazing. Beautiful. Crowded. So crowded. (Side note: I felt like I was wading through a sea of selfie sticks.) And then I went to St. Peter's Basilica. The scale of it… I had to sit down. And then immediately felt guilty for sitting.
- 5:00 PM: Vatican Museum. More art! More crowds! More… beautiful stuff. I got serious museum fatigue. Was starting to feel like just a random tourist. I still found a few paintings and sculptures. I tried to appreciate it all, but my brain was fried.
- 7:00 PM: Stumbled into a random pizzeria. Ate another pizza.
- 8:00 PM: Got some gelato.
- 9:00 PM: Back to the hotel. Exhausted and happy.
Day 3: Unplanned Adventures and the Pursuit of the Perfect Espresso
- 9:00 AM: Slept in! Bliss.
- 10:00 AM: Wandered around. Got lost. Again. Found a cute little street with artisan shops. Bought some random souvenirs.
- 11:00 AM: Desperately seeking real Italian coffee. The hotel coffee is a crime against humanity. Found a tiny little bar. Ordered an espresso. Finally. Perfection. Black, strong, and a tiny bit bitter. The caffeine ignited my brain. I felt like I could conquer the world! Or at least, the next block.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch. Found a small street food place. Ate a pizza, with potatoes.
- 1:00 PM: Accidentally found a tiny little alley where I saw a small group of people enjoying something. I went near, and it seems that there was a street performance underway. It caught my eye. I even saw a group of children from the neighborhood watching it as well.
- 2:00 PM: Shopping! Hit up some of the high street shops. Found myself a beautiful leather bag. I might have overspent. But that bag is worth it. This is a serious problem for me.
- 4:00 PM: Wandered back to the hotel.
- 5:00 PM: Sitting in a park, just watching people. Thinking about life, and how much I love being here.
- 7:00 PM: Went to a restaurant and had a nice plate of pasta!
- 8:00 PM: Got some gelato.
- 9:00 PM: Back to the hotel.
Day 4: Farewell Rome (For Now!)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast (same questionable coffee, but this time I know what expect). Pondered on my experiences.
- 10:00 AM: Last stroll around Rome
- 11:00 AM: Packed. This is the worst part of any trip.
- 12:00 PM: Checked out of the hotel. Gave a small tip to the staff (they deserved it).
- 1:00 PM: Airport.
- 2:00 PM: Flight departed.
Post-Trip Ramblings:
Rome, you magnificent, chaotic, carb-filled city! You were exhausting, overwhelming, and utterly unforgettable. I'm already planning my return. The Colosseum, the Trevi Fountain, the Vatican, the gelato, the pasta, the pizza, the endless history… I can't get enough. I might need to start saving now. And maybe invest in some better walking shoes. And perhaps a therapist to deal with my Tiramisu addiction. Ciao, Rome! Until next time…
Singapore's Tai Hoe Hotel: Unbelievable Luxury You Won't Believe!
Okay, so, is Moderno really *that* amazing? Because the pictures are, you know, *always* airbrushed...
Alright, buckle up buttercup, because yes. And no. Look, the photos? Gorgeous. The lobby is like walking into a Vogue spread, seriously. Marble, gold, the works. Actually, scratch that, let me rephrase: the *first* impression? Jaw-dropping. The second you step inside, you're like, "Whoa." I even did a double-take because I was so busy gawking, I almost tripped over a ridiculously chic dog bed. (No dog, sadly. Just the bed, mocking me). BUT… (and there’s always a but, isn’t there?)… the reality is... well, let's just say even *I* wouldn’t look that amazing in every single photo. The good bits *are* seriously good. The view from (most of) the rooms – breathtaking. The staff? Mostly brilliant and genuinely helpful (see question about the lost luggage). The food? More on that later, but let’s just say my waistline wept. But the 'amazing-ness' really depends on your expectations. Go with sky-high, and you *might* be slightly let down on the edges. Go with 'pretty darn good,' and you'll be skipping down the Corso.
The reviews mention 'unbelievable service.' Spill the tea. What's so special?
Okay, service. This is where Moderno *mostly* shines. And I say *mostly* because… okay, here’s a story. My luggage, bless its heart, decided to take a detour through... well, I'm not entirely sure, maybe Narnia? Anyway, it vanished. Vanished! Cue panic. I’m talking full-blown, "I'm going to wear the same travel outfit for a week and become a walking shame" panic. The hotel staff? They were *amazing*. They were calm, efficient, and spoke fluent English (thank heavens, my Italian is limited to ordering pasta). They tracked down the luggage company, called every hour (literally!), and even offered to find me something suitable to wear so I could at least go for dinner without feeling like I'd been dragged through a hedge backwards. Seriously, it was the *most* above-and-beyond service I’ve ever experienced. They even felt my emotional pain – because, let’s be honest here, losing your luggage is a tragedy. BUT! And of course, there's a 'but'. I think *maybe* one junior staffer might have forgotten to top off our minibar. Okay, and maybe someone also skipped our turn-down service one night. Those are minor things, of course; they're trying to be perfect, right? But it's worth keeping your expectation for perfection in check.
Let's talk about the food. The restaurant photos look divine. Did it live up?
The food... ah, the food. Okay, picture this: I've just wandered (slightly jet-lagged) into the hotel restaurant, feeling a little lost. The air smells of freshly baked bread and expensive perfume. And it *looks* like a movie set. Yes, the photos are accurate. The restaurant is a work of art. And the food? Well… I wouldn't say it ALWAYS lived up. Breakfast was consistently delicious. The fresh pastries? To die for. The omelets? Fluffy perfection. I may have accidentally ingested about a kilo of Nutella one morning. Don’t judge me. Dinner? A mixed bag. One night, I had the most incredible pasta dish that I’m still dreaming about. The next night? A fish that tasted a little… fishy. (And, okay, this is where I admit I'm not a food critic and sometimes my taste leans toward "likes things that taste vaguely like the thing it's supposed to be".) The presentation was always impeccable, though. Like, art on a plate. So, yes, it largely lived up to its reputation, with a slight caveat: keep an open mind, and embrace the highs (and the potential for *very* slight lows, because perfection is a myth, I think). I'd go back… just for the Nutella, honestly.
Any deal-breakers? Something you *hated*?
Deal-breakers? Hmm... Okay, for me, the only thing that even came *close* to a deal-breaker was the *music* in the elevators. Look, I know it's supposed to be all about the vibe, but elevator music? In a luxury hotel? And not even *good* elevator music? It was this… elevator muzak meets vaguely Euro-pop thing that drove me absolutely bonkers after a while. Seriously, I considered taking the stairs. And that's saying *something*, because I'm usually all about avoiding stairs like the plague. I had to actively *prepare* myself mentally before pressing the button. It’s a minor thing, I know, but it’s *my* minor thing. Otherwise? Noise levels. Depending on your room and where you are, you can get some street noise. Roman traffic is… well, it's *Roman*. Bring earplugs if that's an issue for you. Otherwise, I’d say just remember my advice: go in with an open mind, and you're good to go.
The rooftop bar – worth the hype? Tell us everything.
Oh. My. God. The rooftop bar. I *lived* on that rooftop. Seriously. Breakfast, pre-dinner cocktails, even post-dinner digestifs (because *when in Rome* and all that jazz). The views? Unbelievable. You’re talking panoramic vistas of the city, sunsets that’ll make you weep (happy tears, mostly), and a general feeling of "Wow, I’m *actually* in Rome, living my best life." The cocktails? Expensive, yes. But delicious. They’re *craft* cocktails, people! And the service up there? Impeccable. Attentive, charming staff who remember your name (a scary superpower of theirs, perhaps?). The atmosphere? Sophisticated, but not stuffy. You can dress up, or you can dress down. I did both. I brought a friend. I stayed up way too late. I may or may not have accidentally ordered a second round of Negronis. (Okay, I did.) The only downside? It can get *busy*. Especially at sunset. So, my advice? Go early. Grab a prime spot. Order a drink. And soak it all in. Because the rooftop bar is everything you’ve ever dreamed of (plus a Negroni or two). It is the single best thing about the hotel. The one thing I truly want to repeat.
