Salou's BEST Kept Secret: Daurada Oasis Suites Awaits!
Daurada Oasis Suites: Salou's Almost Perfect Escape (and why you should still book it!)
Okay, listen up, because I’m about to spill the beans on Salou's BEST Kept Secret: Daurada Oasis Suites. And believe me, secret is the key word here – you’re getting this intel before everyone else. Before the hordes. Before the Insta-influencers (probably). This is your early access pass to a potentially amazing holiday.
Why "almost" perfect? Because, let's be real, perfection is boring. And Daurada Oasis, while knocking it out of the park in many ways, has its quirks. But that’s part of the charm, right? Buckle up; this is going to be a rollercoaster (and I might need a coffee and a nap after writing this).
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First Impressions (and a Quick Note on Accessibility):
The first thing that hits you is the…well, oasis feel. Lush greenery, cleverly designed pathways, and a vibe that’s decidedly more chill than the hustle and bustle of central Salou. Accessibility? Let's be honest, this is a major win. Wheelchair accessible routes are clearly marked, and the elevator is a godsend. They do have facilities for disabled guests, which is huge. More importantly, it feels accessible, unlike some places where it’s an afterthought. However, while they announce facilities for disabled guests, I didn't personally test every single aspect of it, so it's always best to double-check your specific needs when booking.
The Good Stuff - Where Daurada Oasis Shines:
- Rooms that Actually Feel Like Suites: The suites are spacious (hello, extra long bed!), and come with a seating area – vital for afternoon siestas. Air conditioning? Yep. Blackout curtains? THANK GOD. After a day of Spanish sun, you need those. Plus, the mini-bar is stocked (don’t judge me). Complimentary tea is a nice touch, but let's be real, they could stock a Nespresso machine and I'd be in heaven. The daily housekeeping is solid, keeping things sparkly, and they even have additional toilet. The complimentary bottled water is a lifesaver..
- Pool Porn (and a Serious View): The swimming pool [outdoor] is the star of the show. It’s not just a pool, it's a scene. Plenty of sunbeds, a poolside bar serving up cocktails (essential), and that pool with a view? Magnificent. Seriously, you could while away hours just staring at the water. I spent a shameful amount of time doing just that.
- Spa Day Dreamin': Okay, so the Spa is where things get real. They offer all the usual suspects ( massage, sauna, steamroom, spa/sauna, body scrub, body wrap, foot bath). I indulged in a massage, and dear god, it was divine. Just absolutely what I needed.
- Food, Glorious Food: The restaurants are decent. They have a buffet in restaurant for breakfast, which is… well, it's a buffet. Breakfast [buffet] is standard, with all the usual suspects ( Western breakfast, Asian breakfast…). The a la carte restaurant felt more special. The salad in restaurant was delish. There is also a snack bar which is a life saver.
- Tech Fortress: The internet access - wireless is a blessing. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! This is huge. I need to be connected, and it's something I really appreciated.
The Not-So-Perfect Bits (because, hello, realism!):
- The Buffet Blues: Let's be real, buffets can be a minefield. The breakfast buffet was… fine. But I'm not going to lie, I had serious food envy looking at some of the plated meals around me. Some of the buffet options were a bit…meh.
- Staffing Quirks: The staff is generally lovely and helpful, but there were a few moments of… lost in translation. Service can feel a little inconsistent. (On the other hand, one waitress was an absolute gem! Shout out to Maria!).
- The 'Events' Vibe: They offer indoor venue for special events and, potentially outdoor venue for special events. I didn't experience events, so I can't comment on the set up/ the execution of meeting/banquet facilities.
Safety, Cleanliness, and the Covid Factor:
Daurada Oasis has clearly taken cleanliness and safety seriously. They're all over the anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, and room sanitization between stays. The staff is super well informed: the staff trained in safety protocol, so you can at least feel safe. I saw them use professional-grade sanitizing services religiously. They also have good old hand sanitizer available everywhere. They also have safe dining setup and the sanitized kitchen and tableware items.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Your Options:
You've got a bar, restaurants, a poolside bar, and a coffee shop for when you need a caffeine fix. The desserts in restaurant were tempting. They also offered alternative meal arrangement, which is great to know. Room service [24-hour] is a lifesaver when you're exhausted and just want to collapse.
For the Kids (and Your Sanity):
They are Family/child friendly. They have kids facilities - a huge plus. I didn’t have kids with me, but the presence of the babysitting service made the atmosphere more welcoming.
Services and Conveniences – The Nitty Gritty:
They've got pretty much everything you could need… concierge, daily housekeeping, dry cleaning, laundry service, luggage storage. They even offer cash withdrawal! And I highly recommend using their car park [free of charge] - parking in Salou can be a nightmare. They also offer airport transfer and taxi service.
Getting Around – Accessibility & Convenience:
They make getting around easy, with an elevator.
The Ultimate Verdict - Should You Book?
YES. ABSOLUTELY YES.
Despite the minor glitches (which let's be honest, are part of the charm), Daurada Oasis Suites offers a fantastic experience. It's a true oasis of calm in a sometimes-overwhelming tourist town. The pool is stunning, the rooms are comfortable, and the spa is a lifesaver. The staff is genuinely trying to make your stay amazing. The access is a huge plus.
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your grandpa's travel itinerary. This is a raw, unfiltered, probably slightly chaotic, and definitely opinionated look at a week in Daurada Oasis Suites - a renewed apartment in Salou, Spain. Honestly, the "renewed" bit had me already mentally preparing for slightly chipped paint and questionable plug sockets. Let's see how it goes, shall we?
Day 1: Arrival. Jetlagged and Judgy.
- 10:00 AM (ish) - Arrival at Reus Airport (REU). Okay, so the Ryanair flight was, as expected, a cattle call. Cramped seats, screaming babies (I swear, they have a secret baby-summoning device), and the general feeling of being packed in like sardines with questionable air quality. But hey, we made it! Victory is ours… until the baggage carousel.
- 11:00 AM - Taxi Fiasco. Finding a taxi was a chaotic scrum of sunburnt Brits and exasperated locals. Finally, a grumpy-looking driver who seemed to have a deep-seated aversion to small talk. The drive to the apartment was a blur of roundabouts, palm trees, and me silently praying he didn't take us to the wrong place.
- 12:00 PM - Daurada Oasis Suites… Revealed. Okay, so "renewed" was… a step up from "renovated by a drunk". The apartment was actually quite pleasant, with a decent view of the pool and, thankfully, no immediate signs of crumbling infrastructure. First Impressions – The Balcony. Okay, the balcony. I'm a sucker for a good balcony. And this one? It had potential. I instantly imagined myself, glass of vino in hand, watching the sunset etc.. etc… My bubble was instantly burst when I was faced with a tiny, tiny balcony. Oh, well, at least the sunset will still be pretty…
- 1:00 PM - Lunch and Immediate Regret. Found a tapas place nearby. Sounds great in theory, right? Wrong. Over-salted patatas bravas and something that vaguely resembled calamari. The jetlag and hunger got the better of me. I should've known better. Note to self: pack snacks.
- 3:00 PM - Nap Time (Desperately Needed). Jetlag is a cruel mistress. I crashed. Hard. Woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. This is going to be a long week.
- 6:00 PM - Poolside Perusal (and the inevitable sunburn). The pool was actually pretty decent. Crowded. Loads of kids. But the water was cool, and I found a slightly shady spot. However, I am very white. I mean, very white. I can feel the sunburn already.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner Debacle. Tried to find a "local" restaurant. Ended up in a place that felt like a tourist trap straight out of a horror film. Bland paella and the waiter kept calling me "Amigo". Ugh. I just wanted a decent meal.
- 9:30 PM - Early Night (Thank God). Exhausted. Already missing my own bed. Hoping tomorrow will be better. I'm a big fan of hoping.
Day 2: Beach Bliss (and the Great Sand Struggle)
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast. (Mediocre Croissants and Coffee) Okay, so the breakfast situation in the apartment itself is, well, non-existent. The only options are the local shops. I decided to grab some croissants and coffee from a local shop. The croissants were pretty bad to be fair. The coffee, however, was pretty good and gave me some serious motivation.
- 10:00 AM - Beach Time. Sunscreen, check - Towel, check - Enthusiasm? I was, at least, trying. The beach was beautiful. Golden sand, clear turquoise water, and a general feeling of "ahhh, this is why I came."
- 11:00 AM - The Sand Situation. Okay, maybe I should have expected it. Every crack of the sand was now filled up. It was sticky and everywhere. I was now coated in sand. Everything was covered in sand. My book, my sunglasses, my insides… maybe.
- 12:00 PM - Seafood Lunch (Semi-Redemption). Found a little beachside shack. The seafood was cooked well. The view was divine. Now to order some sangria and just unwind.
- 2:00 PM - Beach Nap. The sun was beating. I fell asleep. I woke up feeling a little sticky, and a little more sunburnt.
- 4:00 PM - Promenade Perusal. The promenade in Salou is a lively place. I'm not sure I loved it. I strolled down the promenade, dodging Segways, and the hordes of tourists. I even tried to buy a churro! It was too sweet.
- 6:00 PM - Poolside Escape. The pool. A haven from the crowds. Another drink or three.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner and Unexpected Delight. We found a little restaurant tucked away from the main tourist madness. The food? Actually amazing! The most delectable seafood paella. The wine flowed. The conversation (finally) sparked. Dare I say… a good day?
- 10:00 PM - Stargazing (Briefly). The balcony, though small, did allow for some okay stargazing. We saw some stars. It was nice.
Day 3: PortAventura World - The Rollercoaster of Emotions (and Queues)
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast (The Croissant Debacle, Pt. 2) Okay, the croissants are still awful. I am starting to develop a deep, abiding hatred for these sad, dry pastries.
- 10:00 AM - PortAventura - Arrival and Immediate Overwhelm. The park was huge. Crowds. Noise. A general sense of impending panic. The excitement was there, but so was the anxiety of waiting.
- 11:00 AM - Ride 1: Shambhala. The queues were long, the sun was hot, and I contemplated my life choices as I slowly shuffled forward. The ride itself? Terrifying and exhilarating in equal measure! My stomach did a backflip. Worth it? Probably.
- 12:00 PM - Food. (Questionable food) The queues were long. Everything was overpriced. The food courts were chaotic. Decidedly average, but fueling me for battle, nonetheless.
- 1:00 PM - The China Zone – A Sensory Overload. The China zone was a beautiful spectacle. The colours, the smells, everything to take your eyes (and mouth!) across. Was a nice escape from the rest.
- 2:00 PM - Another ride. Back to the queue.
- 3:00 PM - A meltdown. There was a small panic. I needed some fresh air. And shade. And possibly a strong drink.
- 4:00 PM - The show. Decided to watch a show. It was good. At least I was sat down.
- 5:00 PM - The Return. Tired, sunburnt, and slightly nauseous, but with a strange sense of accomplishment. PortAventura: conquered.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner (Pizza and Bed). A huge pizza. I slept very soundly.
Day 4: Day Trip to Tarragona – History, Hunger, and Hopes dashed
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast (Croissant Apocalypse). I gave them one last chance. They failed.
- 10:00 AM - Train to Tarragona. The journey was pleasant and easy. I slept.
- 11:00 AM - Tarragona Exploration. Roman ruins! An amphitheater! History everywhere! The architecture was stunning, the air was cool (compared to Salou), and I soaked it all in.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch Dilemma. We found a cute little restaurant.
- 2:00 PM - The Restaurant. The restaurant was closed. This was a small thing. But the frustration was getting to me.
- 3:00 PM - The Search. We were tired and hungry. We wandered across town.
- 4:00 PM - The Food. We managed to find a restaurant. It was disappointing. We wanted tapas, we wanted authenticity. We got an expensive, bland sandwich.
- 5:00 PM - The Return Back on the train.
- 7:00 PM - The Sunset. I got back to the hotel just at sunset. The balcony did it again.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner. I just didn't eat dinner. I just went to bed.
Day 5: Lazy Day - Regrets and Reassessments
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast (Self-Catering Failure). Decided to try making my own breakfast in the apartment. Disaster. Burnt toast, watery coffee, and a general sense of incompetence. Back to the shops.
- **10:00 AM - Poolside Slothing
Daurada Oasis Suites: The Salou Survival Guide (Totally Unfiltered)
Okay, so... Daurada Oasis Suites. What's the big deal? Everyone else is all about the beach!
Alright, let's be real. Salou is *packed*. Like, sardines-in-a-tin-on-a-hot-Spanish-day packed. But Daurada Oasis? It's... different. It's that little pocket of calm before the chaos. My first reaction? Relief. Actual, genuine relief. After battling the crowds trying to get to the beach, or struggling to find something edible that costs as little as possible, and not a plate of chips, or being serenaded (loudly) at 2 AM by someone with a questionable karaoke voice... Daurada Oasis felt like an actual *oasis*. You know, like the name suggests.
Think less "Spring Break!", more "Chill Out, You Deserve This". It’s not *right on* the beach, which, honestly, is a blessing in disguise. Saves you a fortune on overpriced sunbeds! Plus, the pool is… well, it's a pool. A decent pool. Enough to splash around in, actually cool, and crucially, not overrun with screaming toddlers 24/7. (Okay, *sometimes* there are screaming toddlers. But, hey, it's a family place. You just accept it. The alternative is me screaming at myself, and that's... been done.)
Is it *really* a "secret"? I mean, the internet exists...
Secret, maybe not. But definitely… underrated. Look, I’ve been to Salou. A LOT. (Don't judge my life choices. It's cheaper than therapy, okay?) And I’ve seen the hordes. I’ve endured the lines for lukewarm paella. I've developed a twitch from hearing the same cheesy pop song blasted from every bar. Daurada Oasis? It doesn't scream for attention the same way. It's discreet. It *knows* it’s good without having to shout about it. It’s like the friend who’s secretly a brilliant artist but is too busy painting to shove it in everyone's face. Yeah, maybe I compare hotels to art now... I’m starting to sound like one of those influencers, aren’t I?
I actually stumbled upon it *by accident*. Lost my way trying to find a decent supermarket (which, by the way, there aren't enough of near the main strip - another point for Oasis!). And BAM! There it was. A little slice of calm. That was a good day, that was.
What are the suites actually *like*? They're not just tiny hotel rooms, right?
Thank GOD, no. Tiny hotel rooms? NOPE. They're proper suites. Little apartments, really. With... a kitchen. A freaking kitchen! This, my friends, is where the magic happens. Especially if you're on a budget (and let's be honest, who isn't?). You can stock up on cheap groceries, make your own sangria, and avoid the tourist trap restaurants. (Seriously, the prices! I once paid 20 euros for a *tiny* salad. I felt like a fool. Daurada Oasis had saved my sanity, honestly.)
And the living space? Decent. Enough room to spread out, which is crucial when you're trying to escape your screaming children... or your nagging spouse... or, you know, just *yourself* for an hour. They have balconies, too. Perfect for sipping that cheap sangria and watching the sun set. Or, you know, judging the people on the street. Don't judge me. We all do it.
Is it family-friendly? (Because, well, Salou...)
Yep. Very. And look, I appreciate family-friendly. I'm a big old softie, really. But also... be prepared. You *will* encounter children. Lots of them. Screaming children. Running children. Children covered in ice cream. (Pro tip: Bring baby wipes. Lots of them.) But the upside is, they have a kids' pool and often have kids' activities and areas to play in, so they're generally *contained*. Which, as someone who's had to endure enough crying, is a blessing in itself.
Plus, the vibe is generally relaxed. No pressure to be perfect, no judgement. Everyone's just trying to have a nice time. And you can probably find a babysitter too, if all else fails. I *think*.
What about the food? Is it all just… British breakfast?
Okay, truth time. I *love* a good full English. (Don't @ me). But, yeah, the breakfast at Daurada Oasis… it's pretty standard. Nothing to write home about. Basically, the usual suspects: eggs, bacon, beans, questionable sausages, and a variety of pre-packaged pastries that are probably, honestly, not designed to fill you with delight. But it's there. And, honestly, it's fuel. Keeps you going. Plus, having that kitchen in the suite allows you to have breakfast your own way, which is always a win.
Nearby, though, there are some nice options (if you're willing to wander a little, which you should! Adventuring is good for you, even if it's only as far as the next tapas bar.) I'd recommend venturing out and sampling some local restaurants. Because, let's be honest, Salou has so much more to offer than greasy fry-ups.
The pool... Tell me about the pool. Is it packed like sardines?
Okay, the pool. This is where Daurada Oasis really shines, in a way. It's... it's manageable. It *doesn't* feel like a free-for-all brawl for space. It's big enough to swim properly, not just wiggle your toes in the water. There are usually enough sunbeds, though you might have to actually, you know, *get up* before noon to snag one in prime position. (A serious struggle for the chronically lazy, like myself.)
The atmosphere is generally calm. You can hear yourself think. You can actually read a book. (A revolutionary concept, I know.) There *are* kids there. Of course there are! But they’re generally well-behaved, or at least, not out-of-control. The noise level is generally decent. The water is clean. It’s a good pool. You can order drinks from the bar, although the prices are, unsurprisingly, a little inflated. But hey, you're on holiday. Embrace the minor extravagance. Or, you know, sneak in your own. I won't judge.
Is it close to everything? Cause, walking distances are a pain in the Salou heat.
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