Escape to Paradise: Oasis Park Residences, Accra, Ghana
Escape to Paradise: Oasis Park Residences - Accra: My Brain Dump (and Yours Could Be Too!)
Okay, so I just got back from "Escape to Paradise: Oasis Park Residences" in Accra. And let me tell you, my brain is still kinda… there… in the sauna. Hence this review, which is less a polished travel brochure and more a… well, a slightly frantic stream of consciousness about my experience. Buckle up, buttercups.
First, the Big Picture: Oasis Park - Is it Actually Paradise?
Look, Accra isn't always sunshine and rainbows. Traffic is a beast, and things can be a bit… dusty. But Oasis Park? It’s trying. REALLY trying. It's like they took a deep breath, said "Right, let's build an oasis in a bustling city!" And, mostly, they succeed. It feels like an escape. More on that later.
Accessibility: The Good, the (Potentially) Not-So-Good
- Wheelchair Accessible: This is a big one, and I'm happy to say I think the accessibility is pretty decent. Elevators are present (major plus!), and I spotted ramps. But, I didn't have a wheelchair with me, so I couldn't put it truly to the test. (Anyone with experience, please chime in!) The devil, as always, is in the details: Are all the paths smooth? Are the bathrooms truly accessible? I can't definitively say. But it's a good starting point.
- Other bits: Elevator is a great start. The info online lists facilities for disabled guests. Check-in/out is listed as "contactless/express", which makes sense in the Covid climate, but may not make for truly accessible service.
Cleanliness and Safety - The COVID-19 Factor (Because, You Know…)
Okay, let's be real. Travel these days is a stressful minefield of viruses. Oasis Park seems to take it seriously, THANK GOD. They’ve got the whole shebang:
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Good. Very good.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Excellent.
- Room sanitization between stays: Phew!
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Important.
- Hand sanitizer everywhere: Obsessive levels. I approve.
- Food options: Individually-wrapped options exist, and they have a safe setup for dining.
- Safe dining setup; sanitised kitchen and tableware - Check
- Room sanitization Opt-Out I'm not sure what to make of this.
Food, Glorious Food! (And the Occasional Culinary Adventure)
The dining situation is… varied.
- Restaurants: Yup, plural! I loved the Poolside bar, great for an evening drink.
- Restaurants: International Cuisine The menu was diverse!
- Restaurants: Asian Cuisine - They had a decent Asian selection.
A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement (if ever needed): The hotel handled my dietary needs.
- Breakfast: Buffet was okay. I'm more of a "grab-and-go" kind of breakfast person, but the staff were accommodating with the buffet.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant and coffee shop: Essential. I need my caffeine fix!
- Poolside bar: Fantastic. Mojitos by the pool? Yes, please!
- Room service [24-hour]: Hallelujah! Especially helpful when jet lag hits.
The Room: My Personal Sanctuary (or, "Why I Love Blackout Curtains")
My room was… nice. Really nice.
- Air conditioning: Crucial in Accra.
- Free Wi-Fi: (In all rooms!) This is a HUGE win! I was constantly connected.
- Blackout curtains: My absolute favorite feature! I slept like a baby. Honestly the dark was perfect.
- Extra long bed, sofa, big bath, great shower - all checked, and comfortable.
Getting Around and Convenient Bits
- Airport transfer: Easy and convenient. A lifesaver after a long flight.
- Car park [free of charge], car park [on-site]: Parking is a blessing.
The Spa and Relaxation Zone: My Own Personal Heaven (Mostly)
Okay, this is where Oasis Park really shines.
- Sauna: Bliss!
- Steamroom: Double bliss!
- Pool: Lovely, and yes, it has a view. Swimming with a cocktail at sunset.
- Massage: Divine. My therapist, Agnes, worked wonders. Seriously, book one.
Downsides - Because No Place is Perfect (And Honesty is Key)
- The Internet: While free Wi-Fi is great, at times, the connection was a bit… iffy outside of my room.
- More on the Internet: The hotel relies on internet to do everything. Book a session, order food, etc. When the internet went down it made even the simplest things challenging.
- Minor things: No pets allowed, no smoking in rooms, and not all rooms have views. Not a problem for me, but just putting it out there.
Things to Do - Beyond the Spa and Pool
- The Gym/Fitness Centre: I didn't use it, but it looked well-equipped.
- Meetings/Seminars/Conferences: Not my thing, but the facilities seemed up to scratch.
Customer Service: The Little Touches That Matter
The staff were generally polite and helpful. There were a few minor hiccups (lost room key, a slightly delayed room service order), but nothing serious. They genuinely seemed to want to make my stay enjoyable.
Overall Impression: Would I Go Back?
Absolutely. Despite the minor quibbles, Oasis Park Residences is a great place to de-stress and enjoy. If you're looking for a relaxing escape in Accra, with good amenities, a killer spa, and a decent shot at getting away from it all, I say: Book it.
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My Pitch:
Tired of the hustle and bustle? Yearning for an escape? Escape to Paradise: Oasis Park Residences in Accra, Ghana, offers a tranquil haven where you can truly unwind.
Here's what makes it special:
- Unrivaled Relaxation: Melt away stress in the spa featuring a sauna, steamroom, and massage services. Lounge by the stunning pool.
- Modern Comfort: Enjoy spacious, well-appointed rooms with free Wi-Fi!
- Exceptional Dining: Satisfy your cravings at our on-site restaurants.
- Unparalleled Safety: Rest easy knowing we prioritize your well-being with rigorous cleanliness protocols, including anti-viral cleaning products and staff trained in safety protocols.
- Convenient Location: Perfectly situated for exploring Accra while still offering a peaceful retreat.
- More stuff: The hotel has business facilities, helpful staff, and a lot of options for food and relaxation. Book your escape to Paradise today! Don't miss out on the ultimate Accra experience! Head to our website and search on Google for these terms to find us quickly!
Final Thoughts:
Oasis Park isn't perfect. But it tries. And in a city like Accra, that counts for a lot. Go. Relax. Get a massage. And let me know what you think!
(Disclaimer: My review is based on my personal experience and is not a paid endorsement. Prices and availability may vary. Always double-check accessibility details if you have specific needs.)
Escape to Coastal Comfort: Your Newport News Extended Stay Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercup. This isn't your Instagram-perfect, pre-filtered travel itinerary. This is the REAL DEAL. My attempt at surviving (and hopefully thriving) in Oasis Park Residences, Accra, Ghana. Lord, help me.
OASIS PARK RESIDENCES: A Week of Me Trying Not to Melt (and Maybe Learning Something)
(Day 1: The Arrival - Or, Why Did I Think This Was a Good Idea?)
6:00 AM (ish) - Wake Up & Panic: My internal alarm clock, better known as "sheer terror of the unknown," goes OFF. Jet lag from the UK is already kicking my butt. I glance at the itinerary I meticulously put together and I already hate it. Why did I think I could be organized?
8:00 AM - Arrival & Immediate Humiliation: The flight's a blur. Customs? A sweaty, stressful haze. The driver from Oasis Park is… late. Okay, it's Ghana time, I get it. But I'm British! I have deadlines! Finally, he arrives. He's lovely, bless him, but traffic? Dear God, traffic. Accra, you’re already trying to kill me. We arrive at Oasis Park. The building… looks like the pictures! A win! I trip over my own suitcase trying to get out of the car. Charming.
9:30 AM - Room Reconnaissance & Existential Dread: Okay, apartment. Not bad. Clean-ish. Air con… working? Praise the sun. The balcony! Huge. I picture myself drinking coffee, contemplating life, maybe even writing the novel I've been "planning" for five years. Then I see the dust. And the potential for insects. Okay, focus. Deep breaths.
11:00 AM - Food Quest & First Cultural Blunder: I'm starving. Absolutely RAVENOUS. I head out, determined. Walk to a local eatery. I smile (hopefully not too creepily) at the woman selling plantain chips. Try to order "jollof rice." Utterly butcher the pronunciation. Get a blank stare. Point. Wave my money. Success! (I think?). Jollof is amazing. Spicy heaven. Realize I've probably eaten my bodyweight in rice. Regret nothing.
1:00 PM - Drowning in Laundry & Culture Shock: Attempt to operate the washing machine. It's a battle. I get it working. Then I have no idea where to put my drying. Then electricity fails just as it's finishing! I’m probably going to be wearing the same shirt for the next six days. Decide that I'm the ultimate drama queen.
4:00 PM - Poolside Panic & "Relaxation": The pool! It looks… inviting. Except it's teeming with kids. I try to find a quiet corner to read my book. It's all chaos all the time. Try to read, give up. Just staring and thinking.
7:00 PM - Dinner & Loneliness: Order some fast food - a burger - it's nice (a bit too much garlic mayo, though). Eat in the apartment, staring at the balcony and the promise of the dark night. Feel that old friend - loneliness - creep back in. Call home. They can't hear me because of the wifi. Get angry.
8:00 PM onwards - Netflix & Existential Void: Netflix again. The usual. Sleep, eventual chaos.
(Day 2: Accra Adventures - Or, So This Is What They Mean by "Getting Out of Your Comfort Zone")
9:00 AM - Breakfast Blunder & Failed Exercise: I get up early. The sun is beating down. Eat my leftover jollof rice. Decide to do some yoga on the balcony. Immediately give up. Sweating already.
11:00 AM - Market Mania in Makola Market: Brave the local transport (tro-tro!) and head to Makola Market. It's sensory overload. A cacophony of sights, smells, and sounds. Someone tries to sell me a hat. I politely decline. End up buying a vibrant kaba (African dress) I have no idea how to wear. I swear, I'd get lost in this chaos. But it’s also… exhilarating. Find myself genuinely laughing at a particularly insistent vendor. Feel something shift inside me, a little bit.
2:00 PM: "National Museum" & "Deep Thoughts": Visit the National Museum. It's a bit dusty, but fascinating. (I have to lie about certain facts, but I am British, so it’s in my blood.) I learn about Ghana's history, its struggles, its triumphs. I'm genuinely moved. And I stand in front of a picture of Kwame Nkrumah. I realize I know nothing. Feel foolish about the hat.
4:00 PM - "Traffic Jam Therapy" & The Real Face of Accra: Trapped in traffic. For an hour. More. Lose all sanity. At one point, a lady selling water smiles at me. I smile back. We have a moment. Then the traffic inches forward. But somehow, through the chaos, I find a strange calm. The city may be a mess, but it's alive, and it's beautiful.
7:00 PM - Dinner & Reflection: Eat again in the apartment, watch the sunset. The air is cooler, but the balcony is still hot. The city lights twinkle. This trip is actually taking shape (despite the laundry). Write in my notebook -- maybe I'm actually writing a novel.
(Day 3: The Coast Is Calling - Or, Sun, Sand, and a Serious Case of Sunburn)
8:00 AM - Beach Bound! (And Unrealistic Expectations): I’m determined! Head down to the beach. Pack sunblock, a book, and a delusional sense of competence. Everything goes wrong - the taxi is late, I forget my sunglasses, and I can't remember the name of the beach.
10:00 AM - Labadi Beach (The Struggle Is Real): Finally arrive at Labadi Beach. The sand! Glorious. The waves! Inviting. I find a sunlounger. And immediately begin to sweat. Apply sunblock… poorly. Try to read. Can't. Get distracted by the hawkers. Say no, and then I get tempted and buy a carved wooden giraffe. Now I have a wooden giraffe.
1:00 PM - Sunburn & Regret: Oops. I am now a lobster. Burned. Head back to Oasis Park feeling sorry for myself.
4:00 PM - Pain & Recovery & A Rude Awakening: Spend the afternoon nursing my sunburn. Watch reruns on TV just because I can. A realization dawns: This is not a vacation. It's life. It's real. It's… challenging. But it's also… interesting.
7:00 PM - Dinner & a Moment of Grace: The cook at the local restaurant sees my redness. She takes pity. She offers me coconut rice and a smile. I realize it could be worse. Much worse.
(Day 4: Accra's Secrets - Or, Getting a Little Bit (Maybe) Lost)
9:00 AM - Independence Square & The Weight of History: Visit Independence Square. The sheer scale of it is astounding. Stand in silence and look at the Black Star Gate. Try to imagine the celebrations, the hope. (And the sweat.)
11:00 AM - A Walk in the Streets: I wander. Get lost. See the small markets, the vendors, the children playing. Get confused. But also a little content.
2:00 PM - A Local Lunch & A New Friend: Stumble upon a "chop bar." The food is amazing! Get talking to one of the women who works there. She tells me about her life, her dreams. We laugh. We share a plate of fufu. Learn that the language is Twi. This is what I came here for.
5:00 PM - Quiet Time & A New Perspective: Back at Oasis Park. Sit in the pool. Let the breeze take over. Feel good.
7:00 PM - An early night.
(Day 5: A Day of Discovery - Or, Still Alive!
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast & The Promise of Adventure: Eat a decent breakfast and look out at the balcony.
- 10:00 AM - A new venture, decided after a long search (with a sweaty walk) to find a shop selling art.
(Day 6: Preparing for Departure - Or, The End is Nigh (Thank God/Maybe)
- 9:00 AM - Packing & Panic: I've got a mountain of laundry. Try to put it into the bag. I start to panic.
- 11:00 AM - Last-Minute Shopping & Souvenir Regret: Go out one last time. Buy more souvenirs. Wonder if I'll ever use them. I should have brought more gifts.
- 1:00 PM - Saying Goodbye (Maybe Not Forever): Give the keys and thank the staff.
- **7:00 PM
Escape to Paradise: Oasis Park Residences - The Unfiltered Truth, Accra, Ghana (Because Let's Be Real...)
Okay, So... Is "Escape to Paradise" Really Paradise, or Just, You Know, Accra? (And How's the Mosquito Situation?)
Look, let's be crystal. "Paradise" might be overselling it a *smidge*. Oasis Park is definitely a step up from, say, a roadside chop bar (though, admittedly, I *love* a good chop bar). The place is generally pretty nice, the architecture is modern, and the pools are tempting. BUT... it's Accra. Which means… mosquitos. Oh, GOD, the mosquitos! I swear, they have different species here. Some are silent, some are dive-bombers, and all of them are hungry. Bring the industrial-strength repellent. Stuff that could power a small city. And, yeah, it's not entirely separate from the hustle and bustle of Accra. You still get the occasional power outage, the honking taxis that somehow manage to be everywhere at once, and that slightly persistent layer of dust that seems to settle on everything. But hey, that's part of the charm, right? (I'm trying to convince myself, anyway.)
The Apartments: Shiny and New? Or "Been-Lived-In" Chic? (And Are the Wi-Fi Passwords a Conspiracy?)
The apartments? Generally, they're in good shape. Modern, clean-looking, all that jazz. I'd say they lean more towards "shiny and new" than "been-lived-in." Though… I had this *one* experience… where the shower drain apparently decided to stage a protest. I mean, it just wasn't *draining*. I ended up standing in like, a foot of water, channeling my inner mermaid. Called maintenance, they fixed it (eventually), but yeah… stuff happens. Stuff always happens.
Also, the Wi-Fi. Okay, the Wi-Fi. It's... a work in progress. Sometimes it's blazing fast, other times it's slower than a snail pulling a barge uphill. The passwords? I swear, they change them weekly. It's almost as if they *want* you to disconnect and *actually* talk to the people you're traveling with. (Sacrilege!) Pack a backup plan. I used mobile data most of the time. It was more reliable, to my utter despair.
Food, Glorious Food? What's the Restaurant/Cafe Like (and Will My Stomach Survive?)
Alright, food. This is a crucial question, people. The on-site restaurant/cafe? It's… convenient. That's the keyword. Convenient. The food is generally alright. Nothing Michelin-star worthy, but perfectly edible. They have a decent selection of local and international dishes. The breakfast buffet is… well, it IS a buffet. Let's leave it at that.
My stomach, however? Survived. Mostly. I'm a pretty adventurous eater, and I embraced the local fare with gusto. Just, you know, maybe pack some activated charcoal. Just in case. And definitely test out the food when you arrive. Food poisoning would absolutely make a trip to 'paradise' a nightmare.
Poolside Bliss? Or Is The Pool More of a "Crowded Sunbathing Competition?"
The pools! This is the *selling point*, right? The pictures are BEAUTIFUL. And… in reality? Yeah, they're pretty nice. Clean, refreshing, and perfect for a dip when it's a blazing hot day. BUT… it can get crowded. Especially on weekends. And then you're competing for a sun lounger with a gaggle of people, each more aggressively vying for the perfect tan spot than the next. (It's a sport, I tell you.) Go early, go late, or embrace the art of sunbathing in a crowded situation. Or, you know... if you aren't a great swimmer, it is always a good idea. Otherwise, it's a great place to relax!
Getting Around: Taxis, Ubers, or the Local Tro-Tros? (And Should I Brush Up on My Negotiation Skills?)
Transport in Accra is a whole *thing*. You can get around by taxi, Uber (most reliable, tbh), or tro-tros (local minibuses – a *proper* Accra experience, but not for the faint of heart). Taxis? You definitely need to negotiate the price. They *will* try to overcharge you. Brush up on your haggling skills, or just use Uber. It's easier.
The tro-tros, on the other hand… they're an adventure. Cramped, often loud, and always an experience. But the prices are cheap as hell. Just be prepared to get cozy with your fellow passengers. And be prepared for a bumpy ride, literally. "Ghanian traffic" is a different beast.
The Staff: Friendly and Helpful? Or "Things Take Time" Kind of Service? (And Tipping? Do I Tip?)
The staff… generally, they're friendly. Ghanaians are, by and large, incredibly warm and welcoming people. But "things take time" is definitely a thing. Patience is a virtue, and it is *required*. Sometimes, service can be a little… slow. Don't expect things to happen instantly. Embrace the laid-back vibe. It's part of the charm. (I'm repeating myself, right? I must be getting used to Ghanian time!)
Tipping? Yes! It's customary to tip for good service. A little goes a long way, and it's a nice gesture. Think of it as a small price to pay for someone who tries to make your life a little easier. I always tip, even when the service is a little… uneven. They were doing their best, after all.
Safety: Is Oasis Park Safe? What About Exploring Accra?
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