Escape to Paradise: Medalio Resort Udaipur - Your Dream Getaway Awaits

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India

Escape to Paradise: Medalio Resort Udaipur - Your Dream Getaway Awaits

Escape to Paradise: Medalio Resort Udaipur - My Honest, Messy, and Ultimately Wonderful Review

Okay, alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause I just got back from Medalio Resort Udaipur, and I'm still trying to process the sheer… Indian-ness… of it all. Forget those dry, corporate reviews – this is my unfiltered, slightly chaotic, but completely honest take. Prepare for a wild ride.

First things, Accessibility (And My Very Real Struggle)

Let's get the serious stuff out of the way first. Medalio claims to be accessible, and they've made some inroads. Wheelchair accessible rooms are available, which is a HUGE plus. They have elevators (thank heaven, my thighs were screaming after climbing those temple steps!). Navigating the resort mostly okay, but… look, India, in general, isn't exactly the gold standard for wheelchair accessibility. The pathways are sometimes a bit bumpy, some entrances are tight, and you might need a helping hand (or strong biceps) now and then. They do have facilities for disabled guests, but it’s not perfect. I wouldn't bring my grandma there if she needed a super smooth experience. Just being real.

Internet – The Lifeline of the Modern Traveler (and My Love-Hate Relationship)

Right, let's talk Internet. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hooray! And… it's… well, it's India. So, expect the occasional buffering and moments of "is this thing even on?" I used Internet [LAN] a couple of times and it was a bit snappier in some areas. The Wi-Fi in public areas was generally reliable enough for checking emails and posting the obligatory Instagram sunset shots. They also offer Internet services, but I didn't need 'em personally. Basically, manage your expectations – you're not going to be streaming 4K movies, but you will (eventually) be able to update your Facebook status about how amazing Udaipur is.

Cleanliness and Safety – The Things That Actually Matter (Post-COVID, Duh)

Okay, pandemic era, am I right? They take this seriously. The Anti-viral cleaning products were definitely in use. I spotted the Daily disinfection in common areas happening religiously. They've got Hand sanitizer stations everywhere, which is always appreciated. My room was Rooms sanitized between stays – I could smell that fresh, clean smell, which is a good thing. They also highlight their Hygiene certification. They seem to be doing their best. The Staff trained in safety protocol was also a clear thing. I felt safe, which is a huge weight lifted off your shoulders when you're traveling. The cashless payment service definitely came in handy, making it easy to grab a bite, so that was really good. And the room sanitization opt-out available wasn't something I would ever do - but having that choice is something!

The Food, Sweet, Glorious Food (And My Attempt to Resist Overeating)

Oh, the food. Where do I begin? It was a feast. They had a Breakfast [buffet] (hello, carbs!) with pretty much everything you could imagine – an Asian breakfast with dosas that were out of this world, Western breakfast if you needed something familiar, plus the usual coffee/tea in restaurant and coffee shop (thank god!). The A la carte in restaurant was also a thing.

I have to tell you -- I was so glad to have a Breakfast takeaway service. Some restaurants are very picky about 'to-go' orders, so this made things convenient and easy.

I ended up at their Vegetarian restaurant mostly, and it was absolutely divine. The curries were fragrant, flavorful, and not overwhelmingly spicy - a real treat. Their International cuisine in restaurant was a plus, too. The Happy hour at the Bar was a must after a long day of temple hopping. They had some pretty delicious cocktails. I went back there often to just kick back and relax. The Poolside bar was also a great place to chill and nurse a drink, taking in the view of the pool.

I did not make it to the Coffee shop as much as I planned. The Desserts in restaurant were delicious, I wish I had more time (and space in my stomach!) to try all the delicious options. Bottle of water was always provided to guests, which I really appreciated.

Things To Do, Ways to Relax (And My Sudden Urge to Become a Spa Junkie)

Right. Relaxing. I'm not always great at that. But the resort forced me to. Let's be honest: a place like Medalio is a place to be pampered. The Spa was the highlight. I went with the Body scrub and Body wrap for good measure. I was in a total daze afterwards, which made it worth it.

They have a pretty impressive Fitness center if you're into that sort of thing. I'd like to say I tried it, but let's just be honest… I napped. But hey, no judgement, right? There's a sparkling Swimming pool [outdoor] that's seriously tempting, especially with the insane heat. The Pool with view was just a bonus.

I did try the Foot bath and Steamroom which were relaxing! The Sauna was a bit too much for me.

The Room: My Little Oasis of Air-Conditioned Bliss

Okay, let's talk rooms because, let’s be real, where you sleep is kinda important. My room was air-conditioned (thank GOD) and had a Window that opens, which was a nice touch. A Desk was there, a Laptop workspace that I never really used, but it was available.

The bed was large and comfy. There were Blackout curtains which definitely helped with the jetlag. In-room safe box was there with safety features, and I felt pretty safe.

Okay, I’m not gonna lie - I love the Bathrobes and Slippers they provided, the small things that really make your stay special. I liked the Coffee/tea maker, which made me feel a little more at home. The reading light was nice at night.

Services and Conveniences – The Little Things That Make a Difference

They've got a Concierge who's happy to help (although sometimes a little slow). There's Daily housekeeping. The Laundry service was a godsend, especially after all that curry! The Cash withdrawal was convenient. They had a Convenience store which was handy for snacks and necessities.

Getting Around (and Avoiding the Crazy Traffic)

They offer Airport transfer, which is highly recommended. Forget trying to navigate that chaos yourself! Taxi service is also available, and the Car park [free of charge] is a bonus if you're renting a car (which I didn't, thank God, because Indian traffic is a level of crazy I'm not sure I'm ready for!).

For the Kids (Because, Hey, People Travel with Kids)

They're definitely Family/child friendly, with a Babysitting service available. There are Kids facilities too which is great for families with children.

The Overall Vibe: A Blend of Luxury and… Indian Charm

Medalio isn't perfect. It's not the slickest, most modern resort I've ever been to. But that's part of its charm. It's got soul. It's got character. It's got that chaotic, colourful, slightly disorganised beauty that makes India, well… India. And honestly, the staff were so lovely, always smiling and ready to help, even when my requests were a little… extra.

The One Thing That Blew My Mind (and You Need to Know)

Okay, ready for my "this changed my life" moment? The view. Seriously, the Pool with view was something else. Picture this: a shimmering turquoise pool, the Aravalli hills stretching out in the distance, and the sun setting in a riot of orange and pink. It was breathtaking. I spent hours just staring at it, sipping a cocktail (or two), and feeling utterly, gloriously, ridiculously relaxed. Pure bliss.

My Verdict: Go. Just Go.

Yes, there are imperfections. Yes, it's not the most modern of places. But the overall experience? Utterly delightful. It's a place to unwind, recharge, and soak up the magic of Rajasthan.

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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to navigate the rollercoaster that is my trip to the Medalio Resort in Udaipur, India. Prepare for a bumpy ride filled with more whines than a crying baby and more "OMG" moments than a Kardashian family reunion. This isn't some polished travel blog, this is reality, folks.

Day 1: Arrival & Questionable First Impressions

  • Morning (or What Passes For It After 24 Hours of Travel): Landed in Udaipur. Airport transfers? Smooth-ish. Except my luggage decided to play hide-and-seek, which, naturally, sparked a mini-meltdown. "Where's my favorite scarf? How will I survive the Rajasthani heat without it?!" (Dramatic pause for effect.) Seriously, though, it was gone. Finally, after much panicked gesturing and pleading, the case surfaces. Whew!
  • Afternoon: Medalio Resort - The Initial Sniff Test. Okay, the outside looked promising, like a palace! Check-in? Let's just say the smiles were strained. Indian greetings seemed a bit forced, like when the server asked, "How are you today?” and I just replied, “Tired.” I love that they give you a welcome drink, it was good though!
  • Evening: The Room… and the Cockroach Incident. My room? Spacious, yes. Luxurious? Debatable. I was enjoying it until I noticed a tiny critter, a cockroach. My scream-o-meter hit a solid 9. I'm not a squealer, but it was a cockroach! Like, the kind that scuttles, not the kind that just casually strolls across the floor. I demanded a room change, which, to their credit, they swiftly provided (with a slightly bewildered look).
  • Dinner: The restaurant was lovely. I had the Dal Makhani. It was delicious. I ate all of it. I want more; the taste, the flavor, the spices just felt amazing; I want to eat more. A slightly too-loud wedding reception was a little disruptive, but hey, this is India, right? Embrace the chaos.

Day 2: Lake Pichola & Cultural Overload (In a Good Way!)

  • Morning: Sleep in! This is what dreams are made of. The new room was cockroach-free (thank God!).
  • Afternoon: Lake Pichola Cruise – So Pretty, It Hurts. This was the highlight of the day. I'm talking pure "jaw-dropping" territory. The lake, the palaces shimmering in the sun… it was like stepping into a postcard. We made it to the island. It was hot, but the views were worth it. I took WAY too many photos. Embarrassingly so. I'm sure I looked like a tourist cliché, but I didn't care.
  • Evening: Dinner & Traditional Dance. The food - again, amazing! I was a little worried about the spice levels (my stomach is a lightweight), but everything was perfectly balanced. The dance performance was mesmerizing. The colors! The music! The grace! I was close to tears at how beautiful it was. I may have clapped a little too enthusiastically at the end.

Day 3: The Search for Peace & Failing Epically

  • Morning: Yoga with a Side of Squirrel Shenanigans. The resort offered a yoga class, so in the name of "spiritual awakening," I signed up. It was…okay. Until the squirrels. Specifically, one particularly bold squirrel who decided my yoga mat was the perfect place to set up camp. It literally ran across my back mid-Downward-Facing Dog. I yelped. The instructor gave me a look that said, "Welcome to India, darling."
  • Afternoon: The Spa - Or, My Massage Mishap. I was looking forward to the spa experience. I booked an Ayurvedic massage. I expected relaxation. I got… a war zone for my back. The masseuse (bless her heart) was strong. I spent half the time trying not to scream and the other half plotting my escape. I think I'm still bruised.
  • Evening: The Resort's Restaurant. The resort's restaurant, as always, was good. I chose the chicken again. I'm not ashamed to say I was a little bit worried the moment I ate a large chunk of the chicken. A cough soon followed. I was worried. Then, I started feeling fine. The food was delicious.

Day 4: Departure – The Bitter Sweet Goodbye

  • Morning: Brunch & Packing – The Last Hurrah (and the Scarf's Return!). Brunch was lovely, though somehow the pancakes tasted slightly less magical than on Day 1. Was it just me? Or was a bit of the charm wearing off? Packing was a nightmare. My suitcase was still over-packed, despite my best efforts. Then, lo and behold, in a forgotten corner of the closet, my beloved scarf! A glorious moment of reunion.
  • Afternoon: Goodbye Medalio. Saying goodbye was bittersweet. The staff waved. I felt a twinge of sadness. I was leaving behind a world of color, chaos, and cultural immersion. I was also leaving a cockroach-free room (hopefully!).
  • Evening: Airport & Reflection. Back to the airport. The flight was delayed, naturally. But as I sat there, sipping instant coffee and battling jet lag, I realized… I loved this trip. The highs, the lows, the cockroaches, the massages that nearly broke me in half…all of it made it an adventure. And that, my friends, is what it is all about.

In Conclusion:

Would I go back to Medalio? Maybe. Would I recommend it? With a few caveats, yes. It's not perfect, but it's real. And sometimes, that's exactly what you need. And maybe, just maybe, I'll bring my own bug spray next time.

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Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur IndiaOkay, buckle up buttercups. We're diving headfirst into the glorious, messy, and often baffling world of...well, you’ll see. I'm throwing out the rulebook, embracing the chaos, and giving you FAQs that are REAL. Just FYI, I might get a little sidetracked. It's kind of my thing.

So, what *is* all this about, anyway? Like, what are we even talking about, here?

Alright, alright, settle down. This is about...well, that’s the million-dollar question, isn't it? (And trust me, I'm not rich enough to be literally talking about a million dollars. Unless...wait, do you have any spare change?) Okay, focus! It's about… *gestures vaguely*. You know, *life*. The ridiculous, beautiful, infuriating, and utterly unpredictable mess that it is. We're talking about the big stuff and the small stuff, the stuff that keeps you up at 3 AM staring at the ceiling, and the stuff you chuckle about while stirring your morning coffee. Think of it as an unfiltered conversation with someone who's probably had way too much caffeine.

But… *specifically*? Can you be a little less cryptic?

Okay, okay, fine. I'll give you a little more to chew on. Think of it as a slightly warped, highly-opinionated guide to… well, *experiences*. Like the time I tried to bake a cake. It was supposed to be a majestic chocolate masterpiece, but it ended up looking like something the cat coughed up. (Don't worry, the cat's fine. I think.) Or that bizarre conversation I had with a complete stranger in a train. Honestly, it was pure gold. We're talking about feelings, opinions, and the general absurdity of everyday existence. We'll probably meander a bit, bounce from topic to topic, and maybe, just maybe, stumble upon some actual wisdom along the way. Probably not, though. I'm not promising anything.

Why are you doing… this? What's the point? Isn't this a colossal waste of time?

Oh, absolutely. It's probably a monumental waste of time. Look, I don't have a grand, overarching plan. My brain works like a pinball machine – bouncing from one shiny thing to another. Frankly? I'm doing this because I need to. It's a way to process the chaos, the joy, the existential dread. It's a digital diary, a therapy session, and a vent session all rolled into one. Maybe someone will read it and go, "Yep, I feel like that too!" Or maybe they'll think I'm a complete loon. Honestly, I'm kinda hoping for a bit of both. Truthfully, I'm doing this because the alternative – sitting here and staring at the wall – is even more terrifying.

Okay, but what about *you*? Who are you, anyway? What gives you the right to... yammer on?

*Me*? Oh, that’s the question, isn't it? I'm just a person, like you, stumbling through life, trying to figure things out. I'm a collector of odd experiences, a lover of bad puns, and a chronic overthinker. I have a deep and abiding love for coffee, books, and dogs who believe they are tiny gods. I’m also a bit of a mess, prone to tangents, and easily distracted by shiny objects. Do I have the right to yammer on? Probably not. But I'm doing it anyway. Because, honestly, who’s going to stop me? (Don't answer that...)

Are you *trying* to be funny? Because... yeah.

Look, I'm not aiming for stand-up comedy gold here. Humor is subjective, right? What one person finds hilarious, another finds… well, let's just say they roll their eyes. I'm just trying to be myself. If a few chuckles happen along the way, great! If you're groaning, well, join the club. My family has been doing that for years. (My mom *especially* hates my puns.) I embrace the awkward, the off-kilter, and the occasional spectacularly bad joke. Because, let's face it, life's too short to be serious all the time. And if you can't laugh at yourself, darling, who can you laugh at?

So, you mentioned a cake... Tell me more about this tragic baking incident.

Oh, the cake. *sighs dramatically*. It haunts my dreams, you know. It started innocently enough, with a craving for chocolate. A *strong* craving. I envisioned a three-layer masterpiece, dripping with ganache, a testament to my culinary prowess. (Spoiler alert: there was no prowess). I followed the recipe… or at least, I *tried* to. I got the flour everywhere, the sugar was clumpy (HOW?!) and the oven, bless its little heart, seemed to have a personal vendetta against me. The first layer turned out okay, a little dry, but edible! The second layer? A brick. The third? A slightly burnt brick, with a strange, almost… *metallic* aftertaste. By the time I tried to put the ganache on, I was sobbing. Actual, genuine tears. It was a disaster of epic proportions. My dog, bless him, sniffed the wreckage with a look of profound disappointment. He usually eats *anything*. That cake was so bad, it defied even his considerable appetite. And now, the memory is burned into my brain, a constant reminder of my utter baking ineptitude. I *still* find myself wondering -- where did I go wrong? Was it the double-acting baking powder? The slightly-too-hot oven? The fact that I added salt instead of sugar? Maybe all three.

What are some of the things that are not this?

Things that are *not* this... Okay, let's be clear on this. We're *not* going to delve into rocket science. No deep dives into astrophysics. I struggle enough with remembering where I put my keys, let alone the vastness of space. We're not talking about serious political analysis. I'm not a policy wonk. I'd probably get something major mixed up. No financial advice! I'm probably as clueless about money as the next person. And definitely no relationship advice from me. I'm pretty sure my last relationship with a toaster was more successful than any of my actual romantic endeavors. So, yeah, steer clear if you're looking for serious guidance. Come here if you're looking for a slightly unhinged friend who finds everything, even the mundane, vaguely fascinating.

Okay, okay, I get it. It’s a mess. But *why* should I bother reading this stuff?

Well, that's the real question, isn't it? Why subject yourself to my ramblings? Honestly, I don't have aWander Stay Spot

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India

Medalio Resort Udaipur Shobhagpura Udaipur India