Rakbankerd House Thailand: Uncover the Hidden Gem You NEED to See!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a trip to Rakbankerd House Thailand, and you're about to hear the gospel truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the… well, you get the idea. Forget those sterile hotel reviews – this is going to be a chaotic, glorious hot mess, just like my trip! And I’m not holding back! Let's dive in!
Rakbankerd House Thailand: Uncover the Hidden Gem You NEED to See! (Or Maybe Just Read About It!) – My Brain Dump Review
First off, let me just say, finding this place was half the adventure. (Accessibility? We'll get to that, promise… eventually. I needed a drink first.) It's nestled away, like a secret whispered only to those in the know. So, getting around Thailand? Well, Rakbankerd does have airport transfer, which is a HUGE LIFE SAVER. You're jetlagged, sweating like a pig in a sauna, and just praying you don't have to haggle with a grumpy tuk-tuk driver. They also boast car park [free of charge], and car park [on-site], but good luck finding a spot at peak hours! I ended up doing a very questionable maneuver involving a curb and some questionable parking skills. (Apologies to any innocent bystanders.) Also, the taxi service is readily available. And for the adventurous, they have bicycle parking.
Accessibility - The Rollercoaster of Inclusivity
Okay, let's talk accessibility. This is where things get… complicated. The hotel lists Facilities for disabled guests, and they claim wheelchair accessible. BUT, and this is a big BUT, I'm not in a wheelchair, so I can't tell you firsthand how truly accessible it IS. I saw some ramps, but navigating a sprawling property like that… well, do your homework, folks! Contact them DIRECTLY and grill them on the specifics. Don't rely on my (admittedly blurry) observations. Elevator is present, thank God! I'm not about those stair-climbing vibes.
Cleanliness and Safety – Did I Survive? (Spoiler: Yes!)
Alright, the big C-word: Cleanliness and safety. Now, as someone who's seen things, including a stray cockroach or two in my travels, I'm happy to report Rakbankerd House takes this seriously. They had Hand sanitizer stations EVERYWHERE. The staff, and I mean every single staff member, was wearing masks. They had Daily disinfection in common areas, and they’re definitely on board with Anti-viral cleaning products, and Rooms sanitized between stays. The level of vigilance was impressive. I felt safe, which is HUGE. They also had a Doctor/nurse on call, which, after my questionable parking incident, was a comfort. And of course, they have a First aid kit.
They also boast they offer Room sanitization opt-out available and are Hygiene certification, and have the Safe dining setup, and you can pay by Cashless payment service.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – My Stomach’s Odyssey
Oh. My. God. The food. Let's just say I ate my weight in Pad Thai.
The restaurants are plentiful. They offer A la carte in the restaurant, Asian cuisine in the restaurant, International cuisine in the restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in the restaurant, and Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service.
I spent a lot of time at the Poolside bar, which was fantastic. The Happy hour was a daily highlight. They have Coffee/tea in the restaurant, and of course Coffee shop! Poolside bar is also a perk! Also, you can get Bottle of water, YAY!
Side note: The Desserts in restaurant? Don’t even get me started. I’m pretty sure I developed a sugar addiction.
Rooms, Glorious Rooms! – My Personal Fortress
Okay, let's get to the heart of it: the room. My room was a freaking oasis. (Okay maybe just a slightly less chaotic oasis than the rest of the hotel) They have Non-smoking rooms, which is essential when you're a weirdo who's afraid of smoke. I mean, my room had everything. Air conditioning, a GODSEND. (Seriously, Thailand heat is no joke.) They have Additional toilet, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, and Bathtub, which is an amazing place to sip a drink after a long day. The Bathroom phone is a quirky touch, but hey, why not? Blackout curtains, which were a lifesaver for sleeping in. Coffee/tea maker, a necessity. Complimentary tea, a nice touch. Extra long bed, perfect for stretching out (or collapsing after too much Pad Thai). Free bottled water. Hair dryer and a High floor and In-room safe box. Internet access – wireless – thank the heavens! Ironing facilities, if you’re into that kind of thing. Laptop workspace, essential for pretending to be productive. Mini bar, for… well, mini-bar things. Refrigerator, for keeping that Singha beer cold. Safety/security feature. Separate shower/bathtub. Slippers, which I lived in. Soundproofing, which was crucial with my neighbor's questionable karaoke skills. Telephone, for ordering room service at ungodly hours. Towels. Wake-up service, which saved me from missing my flight home (almost). Wi-Fi [free], and a Window that opens.
Services and Conveniences – Because I'm Lazy
They've got a ton of Services and conveniences, and I took advantage of probably… 90% of them? They have Concierge service. Contactless check-in/out. Convenience store. Daily housekeeping was a godsend. Laundry service? Yes, please. Luggage storage, because my packing skills are best described as “chaotic.” I was obsessed with the Gift/souvenir shop.
Things to Do (and What I Actually Did)
Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor], with a Pool with view? YES, PLEASE. I probably spent half my trip floating in that pool, contemplating the meaning of life (while also admiring my perfectly tanned toes). Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, and Steamroom. I tried the Body scrub, which was amazing. I considered the Body wrap, but honestly, I was too busy eating. They also have a Fitness center, and Gym/fitness. I went to the Massage, which was… transcendent. The therapist found knots in my shoulders I didn't even know existed.
For the Kids – This is Not My Department!
No kids for me, so, I can't really comment here but the hotel claims Family/child friendly, a Babysitting service is available, and there are Kids facilities, and Kids meal options.
Internet, Internet, Everywhere – Except When It Wasn't
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! I shouted this from the rooftops (well, the balcony)!. Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless… mostly reliable, though there were a few moments of buffering during my binge-watching session. Internet services are available.
Things That Made Me Go "Hmmmm…"
- The "optional" room sanitization opt-out. I mean, good to know I could opt-out… but WHY would I?
- The sheer number of options in the dining area. My brain felt fried trying to choose!!
The Verdict: Book It! (But Read the Fine Print)
Okay, here's the brutally honest truth: Rakbankerd House is NOT perfect. No place is. But it's got charm, it's got comfort, and it offers a genuinely relaxing experience. Sure, finding the perfect room might be like looking for a needle in a haystack (they have SO many!). But the good outweighs the bad by a mile.
And now, for the real review!
My Offer to You: Book Rakbankerd House NOW and Get… (drumroll please!)
- A free Singha beer on arrival! Because you deserve it after reading this review!
- A 10% discount on your first spa treatment! Because you WILL need it.
- My undying respect! For reading this entire, rambling, beautiful mess of a review.
Don't wait! Book your stay at Rakbankerd House Thailand today! (But maybe double-check their accessibility options first!) You might just have the best vacation of your life… or at least the most entertaining!
Craziest Things You'll NEVER Guess Happened Inside The Red House, India!
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into what might be a travel itinerary for Rakbankerd House in Thailand. Emphasis on might. This isn't going to be your sterile, bullet-pointed breakdown. Think more… a caffeinated free-for-all diary entry. Prepare for emotional whiplash.
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread (aka "Where's the Pad Thai?")
- Morning (or what passes for morning after a fourteen-hour flight): Landed in Bangkok. The air hit me like a warm, humid hug. Or maybe it was just jet lag talking. Passport control? A blur of smiles and efficient bureaucracy. Except for the guy in front of me. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, a look of pure panic, and kept yelling "DO NOT TAKE MY PICTURE!" I suspect he’s still there.
- Early Afternoon: Taxi from Suvarnabhumi Airport to Rakbankerd House. Traffic? An art form. A chaotic, beautiful, horn-honking art form. My driver, bless his heart, took a detour to show me "the best mango sticky rice in Bangkok." Proved his claim. Pure, unadulterated heaven.
- Late Afternoon: Arrived at Rakbankerd. The place? Stunning. Like, postcard-worthy. The courtyard, overflowing with lush greenery, instantly calmed my frazzled nerves. But then reality hit: where's my room? The check-in process was a delightful comedy of errors. I think I speak broken Thai now, mostly involving pointing and flailing. Finally, in my room! Gorgeous! But the air conditioning? Barely a whisper. Oh, joy. The humid hug had turned into a sweaty embrace.
- Evening: Wandered the neighbourhood, starving. Found a street food stall. Ordered something vaguely resembling noodles. It was… spicy. My face went red. Tears welled up. I was both ecstatic and mildly terrified. This is Thailand. This is life. This is… probably gonna be messy. Found a tiny bar with a man playing Thai rock. He was terrible. I loved him.
- Emotional reaction: Utter bliss followed by the creeping realization that, despite all the travel blogs, I’m woefully unprepared. And maybe, just maybe, the air conditioning is a metaphor for my life choices.
- Evening 2: Went back to the room. Air conditioning still barely working. Started writing this in a sweat.
Day 2: Temples, Turtles, and… Trauma? (aka "The Day I Met a Monk and Almost Died From Dehydration")
- Morning: Determined to conquer the heat, I set out to explore the local temples. Wat Arun (Temple of Dawn)? Jaw-dropping. Wat Pho? Ditto. The Reclining Buddha? Massive. My feet? Killing me.
- Anecdote: I tried to politely ask a monk for a photo. He just chuckled and pointed at my sweaty forehead. "You need water, little one," he said. He wasn't wrong. I promptly drank three bottles.
- Late Morning/Early Afternoon: Found a hidden shop near Wat Pho that sold turtle-shaped cookies. It wasn't that exciting, but I got to sit in the shade while eating it, so that was nice.
- Afternoon (The Fateful Hour): Booked a trip to Koh Tao, a small tropical island known for its diving. I had a few concerns, as I have a long history of hating water, but the pictures… the pictures!
- Rambling: I swear, I hadn't expected the travel agent who booked the trip to be so nonchalant. Perhaps he knew more than he let on. After booking the tour, I then went in search of water. This particular water search led me down a shady, mosquito-ridden back ally. And then, things get really hazy!
- Evening: Fell asleep, woke up, and decided to move away from Bangkok.
Day 3: Escaping, Then, Returning? (aka "Bangkok, You Crazy Diamond")
- Morning: Packed my bag and headed to the train station. A long, slow train ride to the next leg of the journey.
- Quirky observation: The train was packed, but the guy next to me was reading a book on quantum physics and humming a tune.
- Afternoon: Arrived in the town. It was lovely. However, on checking into the hotel, I found the air conditioning to be too strong.
- Evening: Returned to Bangkok. And now, back to Rakbankerd House.
- Emotional reaction: I felt as though Thailand, with all its humidity and spice, had captured my heart. I don't want to leave the warmth. I don't want to be alone.
Day 4: A Deep Dive (aka "Just Keep Swimming")
- Morning: I did it. I went diving.
- Doubling Down: The water. The colors. The fish. The sheer, overwhelming feeling of being weightless. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. I saw a sea turtle. The little dude just cruised by, completely unfazed. (Probably thought I was the strange creature.) Back on the boat, I felt giddy. I was also completely exhausted.
- Afternoon: Lounged by the pool. This time, the sweat was a choice, not a consequence. This is what vacation should be.
- Evening: Dinner at Rakbankerd's restaurant. The food? Exquisite. The company? Decent. The sunset? Unforgettable.
- Opinionated Language: Okay, let's be real. The food was incredible! The Pad See Ew? The best I've ever had. And the server? He was genuinely happy to see me. A rare and wonderful thing. The service was flawless.
Day 5: Departure (aka "Saying Goodbye and Dreaming of Pad Thai")
- Morning: Final breakfast. Squeezed in a last mango sticky rice. Said goodbye, again with much pointing and flailing, to the wonderful staff.
- Afternoon: Taxi back to the airport.
- Evening: Flight home. Staring out the window, already planning my return.
- Emotional Reaction: This trip wasn't perfect. It was messy, uncomfortable, and, at times, a total disaster. But it was also the most alive I've felt in years. Thailand, you crazy diamond. I'll be back.
Okay, spill the tea – What *IS* Rakbankerd House Thailand anyway? Is it some kind of secret society hideout?
Alright, alright, settle down, conspiracy theorists! No, it’s not a secret society *(that I know of!)*. Rakbankerd House Thailand is basically a stunning, history-soaked house in Bangkok. Think… old money meets Instagrammable paradise. Think faded grandeur, colonial vibes, and a whole lotta charm. It’s a really beautiful building housing a bookstore, a cafe, and often exhibitions. Seriously, one of my favorite places in the city.
So… is it worth the hype? Is it just another pretty building for influencers to pose in front of? (I'm asking the REAL questions.)
Ugh, the influencer question. Look, yes, it's *beautiful*, and yes, you'll see people taking photos. But hear me out! It's SO much more than just a backdrop. I went there expecting to be annoyed by the posing, and was pleasantly surprised - I absolutely fell in love. It's got a soul, y'know? You can feel the history breathing around you.
Okay, *fine*, it’s pretty. Like, ridiculously photogenic. But the books are amazing. The coffee’s decent. And the atmosphere is just *chef's kiss*. It’s worth the hype, even if you *are* a cynical old grump like me. Plus, there's usually a cool art exhibit or something. Last time, I saw… (wait, I'm drawing a blank… it was good though!)
Is it difficult to get to? I hate public transport.
Okay, look, I *get* the public transport aversion. Honestly, Bangkok traffic can be a nightmare. However, Rakbankerd House is surprisingly easy to get to! It's in the heart of Bangkok. You can take a taxi (grab or a taxi is easy). Or, if you’re brave, the BTS Skytrain (that’s Bangkok’s elevated train system, for the uninitiated) gets you relatively close. Just, you know, don't wear a stiletto on a crowded train... that was a *learning experience* for me once...
What should I expect to find there? Besides the obvious… pretty things.
Well, besides the Instagram goldmine, you'll find a bookstore overflowing with books (mostly in Thai, but there's often an English section). They have beautiful, *old* books! Books smell amazing, too. And a cafe, that is really a gorgeous place to sit and while away the hours. The exhibitions are often thought-provoking as well. The last time I went, I saw a photography exhibition showing off the beauty of Thailand. The details and the way the light played off the subjects was incredible.
One time, I actually *lost* my kindle there. I'd gone to grab a coffee, and I put it down. I found it again a few hours later. Honest to goodness, the staff are the absolute angels, there.
Can you eat there? And is the food any good?
Yes! There's a cafe. And the food is... acceptable. Okay, probably not *the* main reason to go (I love the coffee, though!). They do a good variety of Thai and Western snacks. It's more about the vibe, really. It's perfect for a quick bite, a coffee break, or just to hide from the Bangkok heat for a bit. Don’t expect Michelin-star quality, but it's perfectly decent and the staff are lovely.
What about opening hours? I hate arriving somewhere and it being closed!
Ah, good question! Check their website or social media for the *most* up-to-date hours. They can change. But usually it's open pretty regular hours, so you can find it open most part of the week. I think it's closed on Mondays. I should *really* write this down instead of trying to recall it from memory...
Is it kid-friendly? I've got little terrors... I mean, children.
Hmm… This is a tricky one. I'd say, *maybe*. It really depends on your kids. It’s not a playground, obviously. It’s got a lot of breakable things. It's not exactly designed for screaming toddlers to run amok! (I mean, imagine THAT chaos.) If your kids are relatively well-behaved and enjoy looking at cool architecture and books, then go for it. If not, maybe it's a solo trip!
Is there ANYTHING I *shouldn't* do while there? Any faux pas to avoid?
Okay, this is important! Firstly, *don't* be too loud. The place is meant to be peaceful. Secondly, be respectful of the building and the books. Don’t touch them with dirty hands! Thirdly… and this is a pet peeve of mine… don’t be the person hogging the perfect photo spot for an hour while you audition poses. Seriously, just get the shot, move on, and let others enjoy it! (Rant over.) And finally, be nice to the staff. They’re lovely. Seriously. They're some of the nicest people you'll meet in Bangkok.
What's the *best* time to go? To avoid the crowds (and the heat!)
Okay, secret tip time! Early morning is usually the best. Like, right when they open. You'll get the best light for photos, and fewer people to fight off. And it's cooler, temperature-wise! Mid-afternoon can get *sweltering*. Plus, you can enjoy your cafe and relax to the max.
Okay, you've convinced me. What's your *favorite* thing about Rakbankerd House? Spill the tea.
Wow, that's the toughest question of all! I've got to say, it's the *feeling*. It's the feeling of stepping back in time, of peace and quiet amidst the craziness of Bangkok. It's a pause, a moment to breathe. It's the smell of oldCozy Stay Spot
