Vietnam's NEW Airport Hotel: Luxury You Won't Believe!
Vietnam's NEW Airport Hotel: Luxury You Won't Believe! …Or Will You? (A Review From Someone Who's Seen Things)
Okay, folks, buckle up. Because I’ve just emerged from a real-life, jet-lagged fever dream at Vietnam's NEW Airport Hotel, and let me tell you, it’s… an experience. Forget those sterile airport hotels you’ve seen – this place wants you to believe in luxury. Does it deliver? That, my friends, is the question. And I, your intrepid reviewer (read: perpetually tired traveler), am here to spill the tea, the pho broth, and maybe a few tears of frustration (mostly from trying to navigate the elevator).
First Impressions & Accessibility: The Good, The Bad, and The Seriously Confusing
Right off the bat, the location is chef's kiss for airport proximity. Seriously, stumbling distance. Perfect for me, because after a 16-hour flight, I’m pretty much a walking, talking zombie. But getting there? The signage could be better. I walked round and round, like a confused hamster in a luxury wheel. (That's a metaphor, people).
Accessibility, you ask? Well, that's where things get… interesting. They say they have facilities for disabled guests. Yes, they do. Facilities for disabled guests should be in bold. They are certainly catering for disabled guests. HOWEVER, I only saw Elevator. Seriously, it's like they think they are meeting the accessibility requirements but some areas, such as the Restaurant, were hard to navigate. The door to the restaurant was really long. The ramp was too steep. The staff were helpful, but the Hotel was simply not disabled friendly.
Internet Access (and My Sanity): A Love-Hate Story
Wi-Fi in all rooms! Free Wi-Fi in all areas! This is what I needed! This is what I wanted! I needed to do some urgent work email… but the Free Wi-Fi kept dropping. I had to keep re-connecting. It was a nightmare. I had to go down to the lobby and there was only this one person who seemed to know how to fix it.
The Wi-Fi in the public areas was only slightly better, but still a pain. Yes, there are Internet services and Internet [LAN], but I just wanted reliable Wi-Fi! I mean, come on. It's 2024!
Rooms: Luxury? Maybe. Sanity? Debatable.
The room itself… well, it looked luxurious. Air conditioning that blasted like a hurricane, Blackout curtains that actually worked, a bathtub that beckoned (even though I’m more of a shower person), and a mini-bar that held some genuinely tasty snacks. The bathrobes were fluffy, the slippers were surprisingly comfortable, and the complimentary tea was a lifesaver after that flight.
But there were little annoyances that chipped away at the "luxury" facade. The tap in the bathroom leaked. The shower head had a mind of its own, alternating between a gentle drizzle and a full-on pressure wash. And the reading light above the bed? Dim and useless. Honestly, I just wanted to sleep! I did go to bed… I had to get up in the middle of the night, needing the toilet, and bumped into the wall, breaking my toe. This was partly my fault but I did not get a good night's sleep.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Zombie Apocalypse (or at Least, Me)
This is where the hotel almost redeems itself. The options are plentiful.
- Restaurants: I'm not sure if I saw what the Restaurant was like. It was a bit weird.
- Buffet in restaurant: The Breakfast was a buffet. I was a bit too early - or late- I was not sure. Everything looked good, but I was too tired to eat anything.
- Asian breakfast: The Asian breakfast looked good, but I was not sure what it was.
- Western breakfast: The Western breakfast looked too rich for me.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: Coffee and tea were nice.
- Room service: The 24-hour room service was a lifesaver. After my little toe incident, I ordered some Pho and I was able to eat it in bed.
- Poolside bar I didn't drink there, I was too tired.
- Snack bar: I managed to find a snack bar close to the end of my visit.
- Bottle of water: There was water everywhere.
The food itself was pretty good, I wanted to try Vietnamese, and the Pho was tasty. The options range from Asian cuisine in restaurant, to International cuisine in restaurant, including the Vegetarian restaurant. There was a Happy hour, which I missed.
Wellness & Relaxation: Escape the Madness (Maybe)
Okay, here’s the kicker. They have a Spa. Fancy! And a Sauna. Even fancier! A Swimming pool [outdoor] - okay, I'm starting to feel less like a zombie. I did not get to see the Pool with view - I did not even try to get there. I was too tired and my toe hurt. There's a Fitness center offering a gym/fitness Gym/fitness.
My body needed a scrub. I needed a Body scrub. And I needed a Massage,. I got a massage, and, honestly, it was glorious. I think I may have fallen asleep while I was getting it. My body wrap was fine. I think my toe actually felt a little better after.
Cleanliness and Safety: Trying To Breathe Easier
In the wake of well, everything, I'm always hyper-aware of cleanliness. The hotel claims to be extra vigilant. They use Anti-viral cleaning products, have Daily disinfection in common areas, and offer Room sanitization opt-out available. There are Hand sanitizers everywhere. They have the Hygiene certification and Safe dining set up. I also loved the Hot water linen and laundry washing.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter (or Annoy the Hell Out of You)
The Concierge was helpful. The Doorman was friendly. They have Cash withdrawal and Currency Exchange. It's got an Elevator! I was happy about the elevator. There's a Dry cleaning service and Laundry service. They have Food delivery. There are Gift/souvenir shops, and a Convenience store. I did not look into the Business facilities. I also didn't check out the Meeting/banquet facilities.
For The Kids: Family-Friendliness (or Avoidance?)
They have Family/child friendly rooms. The Babysitting service may be there, so I did not have to worry about the kids. I did not check out the Kids meal.
Getting Around: Airport Escape, Or Prison?
Airport transfer: Yes, thank god! It's why you're here, right? I did not even look at the other options: Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking
Final Verdict: Worth it? Maybe. With Caveats.
Look, Vietnam's NEW Airport Hotel tries to be a luxurious oasis, and in many ways, it succeeds. The spa is excellent, the food is good, and the location is unbeatable. But the inconsistencies, the little niggles, and the accessibility issues prevent it from being truly great.
Here's the deal: If you need a convenient, relatively comfortable stay near the airport and aren't super concerned about perfection, or are in a wheelchair - this place is probably worth it, BUT, if you crave effortless luxury, expect flawless execution, and require comprehensive accessibility, lower your expectations or look elsewhere.
My Score: 3.5 out of 5 stars (maybe 4 on a good day, after a massage and a nap). The staff were awesome, but some things just need improving.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into the beautiful, chaotic, and potentially disastrous world of MY itinerary… at the New Airport Hotel Vietnam! (Spoiler alert: I’m already running late. Just kidding… kinda).
Day 1: Arrival and the Great Pho Chase (and the Terrible Taxi Ride)
14:00 (supposedly): Arrive at Tan Son Nhat International Airport (SGN). HA! More like stumble out of the arrivals hall, blinking like a mole in the sudden sunshine. I swear, the humidity hits you like a warm, wet blanket… a blanket of delicious chaos. The sheer volume of scooters? Mind-blowing.
14:30 (ish): Okay, taxi time. Deep breath. I'd heard horror stories. I thought I was prepared. I was NOT. Negotiating a price felt like a high-stakes poker game. I think I got ripped off. But hey, at least I'm alive and heading towards the hotel. The traffic? Oh, the traffic. A symphony of horns, a ballet of near-misses. I swear, that taxi driver could've been a Formula 1 racer.
15:30 (finally!): Check-in at the New Airport Hotel. The lobby is… well, it's clean and air-conditioned, which is a victory in itself! The staff? Surprisingly friendly, considering the manic energy I was emitting after that taxi ride. I swear I saw a woman smile at me. A real smile!
16:00: Dropped my bags, changed into something less travel-worn (read: less sweaty), and immediately started craving pho. Legend has it the best pho is near the airport. God, I hope so, because I’m starving. This is where a good ol' fashioned food hunt begins, I want to find some local restaurants just to sit, observe and eat, and drink something local, or even just some water.
16:30 - 18:00: The Great Pho Chase: Wander out of the hotel, armed with a crumpled map and the general idea of "left." This is where my meticulous planning (lol) fell apart. I wandered. I got lost. I almost got run over by a particularly insistent scooter. I smelled the most amazing things. I saw an elderly woman expertly slicing a pineapple with a machete. I swear I saw a dog with a hat on!
18:00: Finally found a pho place. Glorious. The broth was rich, the noodles were perfect, and the herbs… oh, the herbs! I added everything, even things I didn't recognize. I’m pretty sure I nearly passed out from happiness. And the locals? They're all watching my every move. They know I have no idea what I'm doing, but they somehow still approve.
19:00: Back to the hotel. Exhausted but happy (and maybe slightly addicted to pho). I have a view of the airport. It's surprisingly calming.
20:00: Bedtime. I think. Jet lag is a cruel mistress.
Day 2: Exploring The City (and Questioning My Life Choices)
07:00 (maybe): Wake up. Or rather, consciousness slowly seeps in. The bed is comfortable, so a tiny "yay!" is in order.
08:00: Breakfast at the hotel. The "Western Breakfast" option looked… sad. Opted for pho again, obviously. Judge me.
09:00 - 12:00: City Exploration (attempt 1). Hopped on a public bus. Huge mistake. Or maybe not? The bus was insane. Everyone was shouting, pushing, and generally existing in a state of organized chaos. This is either going to be a beautiful catastrophe, or an actual, physical catastrophe. It took ages to figure out a plan of action and also got off at the wrong stop, so i'll just walk around and attempt to get a feel for the city.
12:00-13:00: Lunch. Found a small stall in the street with a woman cooking some stir-fry. I don't know what it was, but it was amazing!.
13:00 - 17:00: Attempt #2 - War Remnants Museum and Reunification Palace Okay, I can’t sugarcoat this. The War Remnants Museum messed me up. Seriously. It was incredibly powerful, heartbreaking, and I walked out feeling… heavy. Definitely feeling the need for a strong coffee and a long sit down at a cafe. Then the Reunification Palace. More history. More reflection. It was a lot to take in.
17:00: Coffee break. Desperately needed. Found a cute little cafe with quirky art. Sat, people-watched, and tried to process the day. This is when the questions begin, am i doing this right? Is this what i wanted? Did i pack enough socks?
18:00: Head back to the hotel.
19:00: Dinner. Somewhere. Maybe. Honestly, I'm still kind of digesting the day. Maybe room service? Or more pho? The options are endless.
20:00: Contemplating the meaning of life (or just the meaning of this trip) while watching the airport lights twinkle in the distance. This airport's going to be really loud overnight, right?
Day 3: Shopping and… Unexpected Adventures?
08:00: Wake up. I made it! Okay, maybe a bit tired.
09:00: The hotel is having a buffet, so I eat everything I can.
10:00-13:00: Market Mayhem! Ben Thanh Market! A sensory overload! The smells! The colors! The haggling! I bought things I don't need. I got lost. It was brilliant. I now own a silk scarf and a conical hat. I look ridiculous. I love it.
13:00: Lunch at a very local place. Pho, of course.
14:00: Attempt to relax by the hotel pool. Get eaten alive by mosquitoes. Retreat indoors.
15:00: Unexpected Adventure Alert! I was trying to find a particular coffee shop, got lost (again), and ended up… well, I ended up somewhere. In a small alleyway. With a group of kids playing a game I didn’t understand. They were laughing at me. I laughed back. They offered me some fruit. We spent an hour communicating through smiles and gestures. It was… magic.
17:00: Back to the hotel, glowing with the afterglow of the alleyway encounter.
19:00: Dinner. Maybe some street food? I'm getting braver (or more delusional).
20:00: Packing (badly). Gotta head home tomorrow. But… can I really leave this beautiful, chaotic place?
Day 4: Departure. (Or, "Goodbye for Now, Vietnam")
07:00: Wake up. Sad.
08:00: Last pho. Trying to savor every bite. I love this.
09:00: Check out. Attempt to tip the bellhop. Realize I have no small bills. Panic. Apologize profusely—he smiles and waves it off. Maybe I am starting to get the hang of this whole "being human" thing?
10:00: Back to the airport. More taxi chaos (but I’m prepared this time, I think).
12:00: Through security. Waiting for my flight. Reflecting.
14:00: On the plane. Looking out the window. I left a piece of my heart there. And I can't wait to come back. Vietnam, you were beautiful, messy, and utterly unforgettable.
14:05: Already planning my return trip. Where am I going next? What am I eating? What is going on?
Vietnam's NEW Airport Hotel: Luxury You Won't Believe! (Or Will You?) - FAQ
Okay, spill. Is this place *actually* luxurious? Like, real, over-the-top, make-you-feel-guilty-about-your-life kind of luxurious?
Alright, buckle up, buttercup. "Luxurious" is thrown around like confetti these days, right? This hotel... it *tries*. The lobby? Marble, gold leaf (probably), and enough orchids to make a florist jealous. My first reaction? "Wow. They're *really* going for it." The rooms? Spacious. The beds? Cloud-like. My *personal* verdict? It’s fancy, sure. But the true measure of luxury is… is it *effortless*? Does it feel… lived-in? Comfortable? It's a bit like dating someone who's *trying* to be cool. They're trying *so* hard, you know? The effort shows. But... (and this is crucial), it *does* have that oh-my-god-I-feel-spoiled-moment-of-the-day, which is pretty cool.
The Spa - Dish the Dirt! What's the massage situation? Are we talking mediocre, or actual, melt-your-muscles-into-a-puddle magic?
Okay, the spa. The spa is… where things get interesting. I'll be brutally honest here: the massage was… alright. Not mind-blowing. Not "I'm-going-to-sell-everything-and-move-here" good. It was… pleasant. My masseuse, bless her heart, was lovely. Very sweet, very polite. But let's just say I've had massages that involved more… *oomph*. There was a moment during the Swedish massage (my choice, I was feeling basic) where I’m convinced she actually *forgot* the massage bit. For a solid minute, I think she was just… gently patting my leg. I was so tired, I didn't say anything. Just… accepted my fate. And my stiff neck. And then, it got awkward, because, and I swear this is true, she started singing softly... Vietnamese folk songs. Which was kind of soothing. And then, suddenly, I’m fighting back tears because I’m jetlagged, getting a lukewarm massage, and being serenaded in a language I only understand on a surface level. So the massage? Meh. The *experience*? Unexpected. Highly memorable.
Food, Glorious Food! Is the dining experience as opulent as the decor? I'm picturing Michelin stars... or at least, edible airplane food upgrades?
The food... ah, the food. Okay, I *will* say the breakfast buffet was a sight to behold. Mountains of fresh fruit, tiny little pastries (that I may or may not have inhaled), and a chef making pho to order. The pho was… amazing. Seriously, the *pho* alone almost made the entire trip worth it. Almost. The dinner situation? A bit… uneven. I ordered the "signature dish" which, to be fair, *looked* spectacular. Plated beautifully, artfully arranged. The taste? Well. Let’s just say it… didn't quite live up to the hype. My travel buddy, bless her heart, tried a different dish, which was… bland. Her exact words: "It's… food." So, the food is a mixed bag. Go for the pho. Load up on the pastries. And maybe lower your expectations a bit, especially regarding the "signature" anything. It could be the best thing ever, or it could just be, you know… food.
Are there any obvious "airport hotel" downsides that they're trying to hide? Like, noise? Smells? That awful fluorescent lighting?
Oh, they try. They *really* try to hide the airport-ness. I'll give them that. The soundproofing is pretty decent. I didn't hear any roaring airplane engines, which is a *huge* win. The fluorescent lighting thankfully, was softened with tasteful mood lighting. Thank god. But… airport vibes are hard to shake. The constant shuffling of luggage, the distant announcements… you're in the *airport*. There's also this… subtle sense of urgency? People are always rushing, glancing at their watches, stressing about their flights. It's in the air, the energy, you can't escape it. So even though the hotel has a fancy pool, and fancy cocktails – it’s still a holding area for a flight. Think of it as a *very* glamorous airport-sized purgatory. It's comfortable purgatory, though.
Let's be honest, is the WiFi actually usable? I need to stay connected to social media, ya know… vital.
The WiFi… *sigh*. Okay, let's just rip the Band-Aid off. The WiFi was… spotty. Mostly spotty. Sometimes, completely nonexistent. I spent a significant portion of my time wrestling with the hotel's network, frantically trying to get my Instagram to load. Yes, I'm ashamed to admit it. I missed my stories. I missed my engagement. It was a dark period. But hey, at least I had some time to reflect on the meaning of life, while watching a loading icon spin.
Would you recommend this hotel? Lay it on me. The good, the bad, the *ugly*.
Okay, the verdict. This hotel... is complicated. It’s not perfect. It has its flaws. the slightly-off massage. The dodgy WiFi. The uneven food. But… and this is a big "but"... it's also kind of wonderful. The beautiful lobby, that excellent pho, the feeling of being a bit spoiled (even if it's slightly forced). If you are looking for a super convenient place to stay, *and* don't mind some minor imperfections in your 'glamorous' airport experience, go. It's a great option. Just bring a back-up plan for internet, and prepare for an experience that's less about perfect luxury, and more about… well… *enjoyment*. Embrace the imperfections. Laugh when things get weird (because they probably will). And definitely eat the pho.
