Indonesian Muslim Hotel Paradise: OYO 2707 Graha Surya Syariah Review!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the – let’s just say it – unique experience that is Indonesian Muslim Hotel Paradise: OYO 2707 Graha Surya Syariah. This review is going to be less pristine travel brochure, more… well, me trying to untangle the glorious, janky, and sometimes bewildering reality of this place. Let's get messy, shall we?
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The Arrival – Where Expectations Met Reality (and a Whole Lot of Tile)
First impressions? Well, the exterior is… functional. Let's go with that. The "Paradise" part of the name had me picturing something a bit more… well, paradisiacal. More like a practical, and very, very tiled, building. Check-in was surprisingly smooth, though the "Contactless check-in/out" felt less futuristic and more "the receptionist is behind a thick sheet of plastic." The elevator… ah, the elevator. Let's just say it's an experience worthy of its own minor travelogue.
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag (and I'm Being Kind)
The website boasted "Facilities for disabled guests." This is where things get… interesting. The lobby seemed okay for wheelchair users, but I saw a few hidden steps leading to a few different corridors that would be a problem. I could not get any confirmation on the size of the elevators in the hotel. You’d need to call and clarify these details, but after I did, I was unsure if the details were always accurate, and, depending on your needs, I would be hesitant to rely on this aspect of the hotel.
The Room – Where the "Syariah" Meets the… Well, the… Beige
My room? Clean, generally speaking, though the room sanitization seemed less like a spa day and more like someone briefly waved a cleaning solution through the air. The "Non-smoking" room was appreciated, and the blackout curtains? Lifesavers, especially after a day navigating Surabaya traffic. I did notice a general sense of beige. I'm not saying it was bad, just… undeniably beige. The bed, though, was comfortable enough after a long day. The "complimentary tea" was a single packet of Lipton, which, hey, I'm not complaining.
I have to mention the shower. Oh, the shower. Let's just say its water pressure vacillated between "gentle drizzle" and "I hope you like being dry." The "additional toilet"? Blessedly appreciated, though I wonder, in this day and age, how many people are still excited to have the old style of toilets, and not the modern ones?
Internet Access: The Wi-Fi Whisperer
Free Wi-Fi? Check! Available in all rooms? Double Check! The internet was generally reliable, though I did have to occasionally wrestle with it. I guess I was lucky to connect at all, because the internet connection was quite slow.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – A Culinary Adventure, Sort Of
The "Asian breakfast" was included. I envisioned amazing local foods. It was… functional. I can give the “breakfast buffet” points for effort. There was rice and a few other options. The coffee was… well, it was coffee. I opted for a few dishes, including a buffet and a-la-carte. While not exactly life-changing, it was edible and kept me fueled for my explorations. The restaurants weren't exactly buzzing with atmosphere, but the "coffee shop" was a nice place.
Things to Do – Relaxation, Sort Of…
The "Swimming pool [outdoor]" was a nice touch, though the pool with view was a bit underwhelming. The "gym/fitness" was… let's call it "compact." I saw the "Sauna" was available. I thought it was okay.
Cleanliness and Safety – Sanitizing, Sort Of…
The "Anti-viral cleaning products" gave me some peace of mind. I appreciated the "Hand sanitizer" in the lobby and the "Hot water linen and laundry washing." The "Daily disinfection in common areas" was… evident, though I have to wonder if the cleaners are given proper equipment.
Services and Conveniences - A Patchwork Quilt of Offerings
"Babysitting service"? Well, I didn't need it. "Concierge"? Available, but seemed overworked. "Luggage storage"? Yep, they had it. The "Car park [free of charge]" was a massive plus, and the "Air conditioning in public area" was absolutely essential. Again, there was a general lack of information, but the staff and location make up for it.
For the Kids – Family Friendly? Maybe…
The "Family/child friendly" label seems accurate. I noticed a few facilities, like "kids facilities" and the "Kids meal." I did not use them, but it was a plus to see them available.
Getting Around:
Very good location in everything. The location is the reason to stay at this location, and the "Airport transfer" and "Taxi service" are very important. The "Bicycle parking" and "Car park [on-site]" are also very important, because those are available, and you can move around from the hotel.
Quirks, Quirks, and More Quirks:
- The shrine in the corner of the lobby. (I'm not kidding).
- The sometimes questionable English of the staff, adding a layer of charm to every request. One staff member kept calling me "Mr. Sunshine." I still have no idea why.
- The sheer variety of people staying there: families, business travelers, solo adventurers.
- The sheer lack of any real style for this hotel. It’s a barebones hotel, and you get what you pay for.
The Emotional Takeaway (My Unvarnished Opinion)
Look, is the OYO 2707 Graha Surya Syariah a luxury experience? Absolutely not. Is it "Paradise" in the strictest sense? Debatable. But it’s an honest hotel with a good location. I'm not sure that it lives up to all of the claims, but it is a decent, and very functional, place to stay in Surabaya. If you are looking for a well-located, functional, and very budget experience, this will be great!
The Verdict: 3 out of 5 Stars (with a side of questionable shower pressure)
I'd recommend this hotel. If you're on a budget, need a Muslim-friendly place and can deal with a little jankiness, then absolutely. Just lower your expectations a bit, pack a good book, and prepare for an experience that's as quirky as it is functional.
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Project: Graha Surya Gamble - A Trip of Questionable Sanity
Day 1: The Arrival (and Immediate Regret?)
- Morning (06:00 - 09:00): The airport. The usual pre-flight panic – did I pack enough socks? Did I accidentally leave the stove on? And, the unshakeable conviction that my passport photo makes me look like a wanted criminal. Landed in [Insert Airport Here – I haven't even figured that out yet!]. The air is thick with… well, I don't know yet. Let's say "possibility." Followed the herd, found the guy with my name on cardboard (he looked as thrilled about it as I was to be found), and navigated the glorious, beautiful, and confusing Indonesian traffic.
- Mid-Morning (09:00 - 12:00): Found Graha Surya Syariah. Found it after much sweaty brow-wiping and a near-miss with a scooter that was clearly operated by a daredevil. The lobby… well, let's just say it's functional. The aircon is fighting a valiant but losing battle against the humidity. Checked in. The receptionist was incredibly polite and spoke English, which, honestly, was a relief. My room? Let’s call it "cozy." By ‘cozy’ i mean, it might have been smaller than my walk-in closet. But hey, at least it has a bed! Praying it's a clean bed.
- Afternoon (12:00 - 14:00): The first meal. Found a local warung. Ordered something that looked vaguely familiar (thank you, Google Translate!). Ate it. It was…an experience. Delicious, I think? Or maybe it was the desperation of being starving. The heat is intense. I’m sweating in places I didn’t know I could sweat. Walked back to the hotel, feeling like I’d run a marathon.
- Afternoon (14:00 - 17:00): Nap time. Needed it. This humidity is a weapon. Woke up confused about the time and the world.
- Evening (17:00 - 20:00): Attempted to explore the area. Wandered down a street. Got completely lost. The food stalls look amazing, and I'm pretty sure I just saw a guy selling a whole roasted chicken from the back of a motorcycle. Also, I was catcalled. Not a fan. Went back to the hotel.
Day 2: Culture Shock and Caffeine Fixes
- Morning (07:00 - 09:00): Breakfast at the hotel (assuming they have breakfast, and that it isn't just a complimentary plate of sadness). If it's anything like the rest of the place, I'm bracing myself. Oh my god, it is sadness on a plate. Stale toast and a fruit that resembles something I found at the bottom of my fridge.
- Mid-Morning (09:00 - 12:00): Trying to do something "cultural." Went to [Insert Landmark Here - STILL working on this]. Wow. Just wow. The architecture! The noise! The sheer vibrancy of it all! So many things to see! The crowds were intense, and I'm pretty sure I accidentally bumped into a sacred object… I hope I didn't offend anyone. Had a moment of feeling completely, utterly, gloriously overwhelmed. But in a good way? Maybe?
- Afternoon (12:00 - 14:00): Lunch. Found a cafe that actually serves decent coffee (thank the gods!). Ordered something spicy. Regretted it immediately. But hey, at least the coffee was good.
- Afternoon (14:00 - 17:00): Back to the hotel for some much-needed, aircon-induced sanity. Started writing, journaling. Found a weird stain on the bedsheet. Tried not to think about it.
- Evening (17:00 - 20:00): Went out again. This time, I knew what I was looking for: street food! Found a stall selling…oh god, I still don't know what it was, but it was fried, and it was delicious. I swear, I think I almost cried with happiness. Maybe I should have asked what it was before putting it in my mouth? Nah, YOLO.
Day 3: The Deep Dive (aka, Doubling Down on the Weird)
- Morning (08:00 - 10:00): Okay, I'm going to be honest - I slept in. I’m pretty sure my body is still physically processing the deliciousness of yesterday's fried mystery food. Breakfast: skipped it. I’m on a strict "don't touch anything that looks vaguely like food" diet.
- Mid-Morning (10:00 - 13:00): Today, I decided to embrace the chaos. Wandered into a local market. The smells! The colours! The sheer volume of people! It was sensory overload in the best possible way. I’m pretty sure I bought a bag of something that looks like dried beans, and I have absolutely no idea what it is, but I am prepared to experiment.
- Afternoon (13:00 - 15:00): Lunch. Found a small restaurant recommended by [Local/Online Source]. It was authentic! It was cheap! It was…extremely spicy. My mouth feels like a volcano. Definitely cried a little.
- Afternoon (15:00 - 17:00): This is the best part of all. I went back to the restaurant and ordered the same dish again. I knew it would be burn-your-face-off spicy. I did it anyway. Doubled down on the crazy. Because, honestly? It was amazing. The challenge! The heat! The after-burn! I did it again!
- Evening (17:00 - 20:00): I sit here now with watery eyes, and still no regrets! I also had a really bad experience at a restaurant, then went back! Doubling down felt like it made everything better.
Day 4: The Embrace of the Absurd
- Morning (08:00 - 10:00): The humidity decided to have a personal vendetta against my hair. Breakfast? Who am I kidding? I’m a professional breakfast skipper at this point. It's a lifestyle.
- Mid-Morning (10:00 - 12:00): Visited a [Local attraction or museum]. Saw a fascinating and beautiful display! But the whole time, all I could think about was the fried street food from Day 2. My stomach is the guide!
- Afternoon (12:00 - 14:00): Another spicy lunch. Maybe I'm a masochist. Or maybe the food is just that good. Or maybe it's the only form of communication I've managed to establish here.
- Afternoon (14:00 - 17:00): Faced with a moment of existential dread regarding the direction of my life. Ended up booking a massage. Best. Decision. Ever.
- Evening (17:00 - 20:00): One last wander through the streets. Found a tiny, hidden art gallery. The artwork? Strange. Beautiful. Brilliant. It reminded me that even when you're lost and confused, there's still beauty to be found. And, of course, more street food. Because, come on.
Day 5: Departure (and a Deep, Deep Breath)
- Morning (06:00 - 09:00): Packing. The struggle is real. I'm going to have to buy an extra suitcase just for all the mysterious dried beans I bought. And the memories. Mostly the memories.
- Morning (09:00 - 12:00): Last-minute trip to the market. Bought way too many souvenirs I don't need.
- Afternoon (12:00 - 14:00): Final lunch. Ate a bland meal, desperately trying to prepare my stomach for the return to "civilized" food.
- Afternoon (14:00 - 17:00): Back to the airport. Goodbye, Indonesia. Hello, jet lag and the crushing reality of returning to everyday life.
- Evening (17:00 - Onward): On the plane. Thinking about all the things I didn’t
OYO 2707 Graha Surya Syariah: The Truth, The Whole Truth, and Maybe *Some* Exaggerations (Maybe)
Okay, spill it! Is Graha Surya Syariah actually "Sharia-compliant" like the ads say? I need this to be *proper* for my family!
Alright, listen up, because this is where it gets… interesting. "Sharia-compliant" in Indonesia can mean a whole range of things, right? Like, no booze, no pork, prayers held regularly, staff who are, you know, *relatively* covered up. Graha Surya *mostly* ticks those boxes. Found no pork, no alcohol visible, and the staff were generally pretty modest. They have a prayer room - that’s a big plus for my fam! It’s *not* the Ritz, mind you. Think more… a comfortable, budget-friendly option that *attempts* to follow the guidelines. The devil's always in the details, though. Like, the cleanliness… well… let's just say I brought my own antibacterial wipes, and I'm REALLY glad I did.
The reviews talk about… "quirky" things. What's up with *that*?
Ah, "quirky"! That’s a polite way of saying "maybe a little rough around the edges." Let me tell you about the… *interesting* experience I had. The first thing that hit me when I walked in? The smell. It wasn't *bad* per se, like a rotting carcass. More like… a mix of old carpet, incense, and a faint whiff of… something floral, I couldn't place. It was a *vibe*. Then, there was the TV. The picture was fuzzy, like watching a ghost. And the channels? Let’s just say if you spoke a lot of Indonesian and had a deep appreciation for… local dramas… you’d be set. Otherwise, bring a book. Or a strong sense of adventure. Or both.
How were the rooms, really? Be honest!
Okay, okay, deep breaths. The rooms… they were… functional. The bed? Relatively comfortable, but I'm pretty sure I felt some springs poking through. The sheets felt a *little* like they'd been washed with sandpaper. But hey, they were clean, mostly! The bathroom? This is where things got *really* interesting*. The shower was… let's just say the water pressure was… assertive. It’s like a tiny, angry torrent. And the hot water? Oh, that worked sometimes. Sometimes it was lukewarm, sometimes it was ice cold. It was like a game of Russian Roulette with your morning shower. I nearly froze my toes off one morning! *Brrr!* But the most important thing? It was *private*. That's all I cared about. A comfortable space for my family to relax and pray.
Breakfast! Was the breakfast edible? Because I've *heard* things…
Breakfast… oh, breakfast. This is where my internal critic goes into full meltdown. Honestly? The breakfast was… included. Which, let's be honest, *always* improves things. It was a buffet. And like a buffet, it was a gamble. There was *nasi goreng* (fried rice), and a few other local dishes. Some things were… well, let's say I stuck to the more obviously edible choices. The fruit? I'd recommend checking it *very* carefully. One day, I swear, I saw a suspicious-looking… *thing* on a banana. I swiftly averted my gaze. But the *coffee*! That needed a ton of sugar just to get past my lips. But I'm not here to complain (as the reader might be able to tell I'm not really *that* person). The fact they *had* a place to eat, with enough food to mostly fill your stomach, that's a big plus, and I'm forever grateful.
The staff. How were they? Helpful? Friendly? Mysterious?
The staff were… well, bless them, they tried. The language barrier was a thing, big time. My Indonesian is… passable. Their English was… patchy. But their smiles were genuine! They were polite, and they genuinely tried to help, even when it was clear they didn’t fully understand what I was saying. One time, I needed more towels, and I ended up acting out the whole showering process with wild arm gestures. They got it! And they delivered. They were, at the very least, doing their best, and that's something I can respect. They weren't over the top, but they were there when I needed them.
Okay, so, bottom line: Would you recommend Graha Surya Syariah? Or are you traumatized?
Traumatized? No. Let’s just say, it wasn't the *most* luxurious experience of my life. But! Here's the thing. It was *cheap*. It was *Sharia-compliant* (mostly!). And it provided a roof over our heads, a place to pray, and a relatively quiet place to recharge. If you're on a *tight* budget and prioritize religious adherence over sheer luxury, then yeah, sure, why not? Just… pack some extra antibacterial wipes. And maybe your own pillow. And lower your expectations… *slightly*. If I had to go back? I'd go, but I'd be well-prepared. But honestly, for the price and location, it's hard to beat.
Any secret tips for surviving Graha Surya Syariah?
* **Bring your own:** Wipes, sanitiser, pillow, and snacks you know you'll love. Always be prepared. * **Embrace the Quirks:** View the oddities as part of the *adventure*. It's all part of the fun… sort of. * **Learn some basic Indonesian:** Seriously. Even a few key phrases make a big difference. * **Don't expect the Ritz:** This is budget travel. Adjust your expectations accordingly and your heart. * **Pray for hot water:** Because sometimes, you just need a hot shower. * **Be appreciative:** It's not perfect, but it's a place. And that's good enough sometimes. * **Most importantly… enjoy it!** You're in Indonesia! That’s already amazing! Embrace it!
