Escape to Paradise: Redondo Beach Getaway at Residence Inn LA Torrance
The Grand Splurge (or My Slightly-Less-Than-Grand Experience): A Review That's More "Me" Than "Perfect"
Okay, buckle up, because this isn’t your polished travel blog post. This is me, spilling the tea (probably with a little too much sugar) on this… thing that calls itself the "Grand Splurge" (I’m adding that quotation mark, by the way. Just a little suspicious of the name, you know?). I'm going to cover everything, the good, the bad, the "wait, what just happened?" – and trust me, there’s plenty of the latter.
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Let's Dive In (And Pray I Don't Sink!):
First off, the vibe. You know? The air of the place. The Grand Splurge… it’s trying hard. Like, REALLY hard. Think gilded everything, enough marble to make a Roman emperor blush, and a staff that's, well, eager. And that's where the cracks started appearing for me.
Accessibility (Because, you know, life is unpredictable):
Okay, HUGE props to them for even trying. They've got a section listed as "Facilities for disabled guests", and a lot of the amenities appeared to be wheelchair-accessible. I have to say, seeing "Elevator" listed made me breathe a sigh of relief, so that's a win. But here’s a little nugget of honesty: while the website claimed accessibility, I didn't personally experience the hotel's accessibility features myself, so I can't give a definitive verdict. If accessibility is a crucial factor for you, I'd recommend calling the hotel directly to confirm.
On-Site Munchies and Libations (Or, My Stomach's Adventure):
- Restaurants & Lounges: Multiple! Yay! There's a "Vegetarian restaurant," which made my veggie-loving friend super excited (she ended up saying it was only so-so). They also had "Restaurants" (plural!), seemingly offering "International Cuisine," "Western Cuisine," and "Asian Cuisine." I, however, spent most of my time in the “Poolside Bar,” which was, let's just say, an experience. The cocktails were… potent. And the service? Let's just say, after waiting for 20 minutes, I started to wonder if the bartender was actually making the drinks or just admiring his reflection.
- Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The "A la carte in restaurant" was a hit-or-miss situation. One night, the steak was divine; the next, it tasted vaguely of sadness. "Breakfast [buffet]" was included – a classic hotel buffet, with all the usual suspects (and a rather enthusiastic omelet station). They also offered "Breakfast takeaway service," which was perfect for those "I-woke-up-late-and-need-coffee-now" mornings. And I can't forget the "Happy Hour" – which was dangerously appealing.
- Quirky Observation/Anecdote: I attempted to get a "Coffee/tea in restaurant," but the waiter seemed genuinely baffled. It felt like I was asking him to invent a new element. Finally, he just brought me a cup of lukewarm water.
Relaxation Station: The Spa, Gym &… Well, Everything Else:
- Spa: This was supposed to be the highlight, right? "Body scrub," "Body wrap," "Massage," "Sauna," "Spa/sauna," "Steamroom." The whole shebang. The spa itself was gorgeous – dim lighting, hushed whispers, fluffy towels – but the actual experience… well, let's just say my "Body scrub" felt more like a vigorously applied exfoliation, and by the time the "Massage" arrived, my back felt like a pretzel.
- Gym/Fitness: I dragged myself to the "Fitness Center" (because, you know, guilt). It was… functional. Machines, some weights, a view of the parking lot. Not exactly inspiring.
- Pool with View: The "Swimming pool [outdoor]" did have a decent view, I will admit. It was a great place for a midday cocktail and a bit of people watching. I watched a couple who got engaged while I was there, but honestly, I think it could have been a proposal spot.
- Things to do, ways to relax: They offered "Foot bath" - but I have to admit, I ended up using it for a quick dip in the hot tub.
Cleanliness and Safety (Because we're still living in the real world):
- Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. "Daily disinfection in common areas"? Apparently. "Hand sanitizer" everywhere? Definitely. They were taking precautions, and I appreciate that. The staff wore masks, and there seemed to be a genuine effort to keep things clean.
- Room sanitization opt-out available? Not sure about this, it wasn't on the check-in form.
- Room sanitization: Was there? Well, they did a pass with cleaning products between guests, but as for a "professional-grade sanitizing service"? Hard to tell.
- Safe dining setup: Tables were spread out, and staff were very aware of their surroundings.
Internet – Because We Can’t Live Without It (Sadly):
- "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" – and it actually worked! Blessedly. The "Internet" situation was surprisingly smooth. I had "Internet access – wireless" and even "Internet access – LAN" (in case you’re a dinosaur like me).
- "Wi-Fi in public areas": Works surprisingly well.
The Room (My Temporary Fortress):
- Available in all rooms?: The room was good, the bed comfortable, and the "Air conditioning" a godsend. They provided "Free bottled water" – a lifesaver! The "Blackout curtains" were perfect for sleeping in, especially after a few too many cocktails.
- Room decorations: The rooms looked like they were a little too perfect.
- Non-smoking rooms: Fantastic!
- Quirky Observation/Anecdote: They listed "Wake-up service." I tried it. It worked. But it also woke up the entire floor. I swear I heard a tiny old man shout, "Turn that thing off!"
- Other Features: Everything else was there: "Bathrobes," "Hair dryer," "In-room safe box," "Refrigerator," "Satellite/cable channels," "Seating area," "Separate shower/bathtub," "Shower," "Slippers," "Telephone," "Toiletries," "Towels," and "Window that opens."
Services and Conveniences (The Stuff That Makes or Breaks a Stay):
- The Good: "Concierge" (helpful!), “Doorman” (friendly), "Elevator," "Laundry service."
- The Less Good: The "Cash withdrawal" machine seemed to be out of order more often than not. The "Convenience store," wasn’t actually that convenient.
- Other Features: They had "Business facilities," "Cashless payment service," "Contactless check-in/out," "Daily housekeeping," "Dry cleaning," "Facilities for disabled guests," "Food delivery," "Ironing service," "Invoice provided," "Luggage storage," "Meeting/banquet facilities," "On-site event hosting," "Projector/LED display," "Safety deposit boxes," "Smoking area," "Terrace," "Valet parking." They also had "Car park [free of charge]," but I'm not sure what "Car power charging station" means.
For the Kids (Because, You Know, Families):
While I didn’t personally experience this, they did advertise "Babysitting service," "Family/child friendly," and "Kids facilities." "Kids meal" were also available. So, it seems like they make an effort, although I can't give concrete feedback.
Getting Around (Because You Gotta Leave Sometime):
- "Airport transfer" – check! "Taxi service" – available. "Car park [on-site]" – also available, which was a real plus.
The Verdict (My Messy, Honest Opinion):
Look, the Grand Splurge tries. It's got the amenities. It's got the "everything but the kitchen sink" approach. But it sometimes feels a little… manufactured. Like they're trying to be perfect, but it's sometimes fake. If you’re looking for pure luxury, maybe. If you’re looking for an experience that’s truly tailored and genuinely warm, you might want to do some more research. I had a decent time
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The Torrance Tango & Redondo Beach Rhapsody: A Messy, Magnificent Itinerary (Maybe)
Okay, so here's the deal. I'm in LA. Specifically, the Residence Inn in Torrance/Redondo Beach, which sounds glamorous but let's be real, it's a hotel. A perfectly fine hotel, mind you. Just… a hotel. But the dream is to soak up that California sunshine, chase those sunsets, and emerge from this whole experience with a tan, some stories, and hopefully a slightly less cluttered brain. (Fingers crossed.)
Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and Avocado Toast (Oh, the Avocado Toast…)
Morning (or, "When did I even land?"): Landed at LAX. Jet lag hit like a freight train. My luggage, predictably, took a scenic tour of the baggage carousel. Found it eventually, covered in what I really hope was just dirt. Ubered to the Residence Inn. Check-in was smooth, blessedly so. Maybe I'm finally winning at life. (Don't get cocky.) The room? Exactly what you'd expect from a Residence Inn. Clean. Functional. The microwave is my new best friend, I can already tell.
Lunch (The Avocado Toast Revelation): Okay, listen. This is important. I'd heard tales of California avocado toast. Legends! I'd mentally prepared myself. Found a cute little brunch spot, "The Coastal Kitchen," which promised the world. Ordered the avocado toast. Waited. Anticipated. Then it arrived. And it was… glorious. The perfectly ripe avocado, the crispy sourdough, the perfectly poached egg… Honestly, I think I actually moaned with pleasure. I ate it slowly, savouring every bite. Pure. Bliss. Could this, finally, be the thing that saves California from its reputation for being… well, a little much sometimes? I'm leaning towards yes.
Afternoon (Panic Mode/Exploring the Area): Okay, so the bliss of avocado toast faded. Panic set in. "What if I don't do enough? What if I miss out on something AMAZING?" Classic travel anxiety. Decided to force myself to leave the sacred, avocado-toast-infused room. Drove around Torrance. Honestly? It's … nice. Suburban, in a perfectly pleasant way. Checked out a park. Saw a dog wearing sunglasses. My faith in humanity was partially restored.
Evening (Dinner Dilemma & Sunset Staring): Dinner was a logistical nightmare. So many choices! Thai? Mexican? Sushi? I, paralyzed by choice, ended up at a chain restaurant (don't judge me!). Food was… okay. Forgettable. But the sunset? Oh, the sunset. Drove to Redondo Beach. Found a spot on the pier. Watched the sun paint the sky in fiery hues of orange and purple. Breathed. Needed that. Felt… surprisingly content. Maybe this trip won't be a complete disaster, after all.
Day 2: Beach Bumming, Bodyboarding Blunders, and a Fishy Fiasco
Morning ("I'm a Beach Person! … Maybe"): Woke up feeling vaguely optimistic. Driven by the memory of that sunset, I decided it was beach day! Got my sunscreen (crucial), a towel (important), and delusions of grandeur regarding my athletic abilities. Drove to Redondo Beach. It's gorgeous, truly. The water, the sand… all very aesthetically pleasing.
Late Morning (Bodyboarding Blunders): Rented a bodyboard. Thought: "I got this!" Reality: I spent most of my time tasting the ocean, getting tumbled by waves, and looking absolutely ridiculous. Let's just say I am not a natural. The kids were better than me. Way better. Mortifying. But… kind of hilarious, in retrospect. Salt water in my hair and a healthy dose of humility. Winning!
Lunch ("The Fishy Fiasco"): After my bodyboarding adventures (disasters), I was starving. Found a seafood shack on the pier. Ordered fish and chips. Thought it would be a simple, satisfying meal. Was wrong. The fish was… well, let's just say it had a distinct… oceanic aroma. And the chips? Soggy. I ate a few bites, then gave up. The seagulls, however, were delighted. Lesson learned: trust your gut (and maybe TripAdvisor).
Afternoon (Shopping and Soul Searching): Needed a palate cleanser (and a distraction). Went to a nearby shopping center. Browsed. Bought a ridiculously oversized hat (regret is already setting in). Walked aimlessly. Tried to decide if I'm "doing" the trip right. Came to the conclusion that there's no right way, just the "my way" way, and "my way" way is… messy.
Evening (Dinner Disaster Avoidance & the Hotel Pool Debacle): Vowed to NOT make the same food mistake twice. (Seriously considering eating only avocados for the remainder of the trip). Found a decent looking Italian spot, "Mama Rosa's," and cautiously proceeded. Much better! Pasta, perfect. Wine, flowing. Life, momentarily, seemed manageable. Then, the pool. The hotel pool. This was meant to be a serene, relaxing dip. Instead, discovered a group of rowdy kids, a malfunctioning jacuzzi, and a distinct lack of lounge chairs. Abandoned ship. Back to the room for an early night. The hat, I think, may have a tear.
Day 3: Day Trip Debrief and the Disneyland Dilemma (To Go or Not to Go?)
Morning (Reflections and a Slightly Better Breakfast): Woke up. Sun shining. Surprisingly, relatively energized. Reflecting on the previous days. Mixed bag, honestly. High highs (avocado toast, sunset), low lows (fish and chips, bodyboarding embarrassment). But… that's life, right? Had breakfast at the hotel. Surprisingly decent. Not avocado toast level, mind you, but passable.
Daytime (The "Is Disneyland Worth It?" Debate): The Big Question: Disneyland. Do I brave the crowds? The lines? The potential for soul-crushing disappointment? The FOMO is strong. So strong. I asked someone at the hotel. She said it was magical. My gut tells me it's a logistical nightmare. Currently leaning towards "no." But the draw… the undeniable, saccharine, mouse-eared draw… is tempting. I'll probably decide at the last minute.
Afternoon (Exploring the Artsy Side): Okay, so maybe I'm not a theme park person. Fine. Drove to the Torrance Art Museum, which has an interesting vibe and a manageable crowd. Stared at abstract paintings and sculptures, and felt… something. Hard to define. Appreciated the quiet.
Evening (Local Gem Discovery and Sunset Redemption): Found a little Italian place. Great pizza. It turned out to be a mom and pop business. Talked to the owner. Nice guy. Then, as if the universe felt bad about the fish and chips debacle, the sunset, again at Redondo Beach, was stunning. Pure. Magic. A final, beautiful reminder that California can be worth it.
Day 4: Packing, Processing, and the Road Ahead (Whatever that may be…)
Morning (The Packing Panic): Packing. Ugh. How did I accumulate so much stuff? The oversized hat. The damp swimsuit. The lingering scent of the ocean (and possibly, that fish). Organized chaos. Praying my luggage makes it back with me this time.
Lunch (Another Avocado Toast… Because, why not?): Last chance! Hit "The Coastal Kitchen" again. One last divine avocado toast. Savoring it. Taking a moment to appreciate its simple perfection.
Afternoon (Reflections and Gratitude): Sitting in the hotel. Looking out at the parking lot. Not exactly postcard material. But… I’m okay. I survived. I saw some beautiful sunsets. I ate some amazing avocado toast. I had a good time. I didn't die of boredom. And maybe, just maybe, I’m a little bit less stressed than when I arrived.
Departure (Heading Back, Changed… Maybe?): Heading back to the airport. Still not completely sure if I'm a "California person." But I'm leaving with a full stomach, some interesting stories, and a slightly weathered hat. That's a win. Until next time, California. You magnificent, messy, often-confusing enigma. Goodbye!
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