Famagusta's Hidden Gem: Novel Centre Point Hotel Awaits!
Famagusta's Hidden Gem: Novel Centre Point Hotel Awaits! An Unvarnished Review (Prepare to Be Surprised!)
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your average, sanitized hotel review. I’m diving HEADFIRST into the Novel Centre Point Hotel in Famagusta, Cyprus, and I'm bringing the mud with me. I'm talking full-on, warts-and-all, tell-you-like-it-is experience. So, if you're looking for pristine prose and bland opinions, turn back now. This is for those of us who crave realness, even if it’s a little… chaotic.
First off, let’s get this Accessibility thing out of the way. Because, frankly, it’s one of the most important things. They DO a decent job. Wheelchair accessible? Yes, they’ve got that. Elevator: check. Facilities for disabled guests: also check. But here’s where the "real life" comes in: I had a friend with mobility issues, and while the hotel says it's accessible, navigating the pool area was a bit… challenging. Think a little bit of "is this really accessible, or just claiming accessibility?" But the staff, bless their hearts, were genuinely helpful. They were on it, making sure my friend could actually enjoy the stay, not just survive it. So, a solid B+ for accessibility. Room for improvement, but kudos for the effort.
Right, now for the fun stuff! Let's talk Rooms. (Available in all rooms): Yep, you get the essentials: Air conditioning (thank GOD!), Alarm clock (who uses these anymore?), Bathrobes (always a win!), Hair dryer (a must. And for any of us, we NEED it!) Complimentary tea/coffee maker, a mini-bar, and a safe box. My room? Ah, the room. It wasn't perfect (the carpet, bless it, had seen some things), but it was clean. And the Wi-Fi [free] worked like a champ. HUGE. No drama on the internet front, which is vital. Internet access – wireless, Internet access – LAN, and even some Internet services. Nice! Plus, it's a Non-smoking property, which is always a plus, and I definitely appreciated the blackout curtains. Sleep is precious, people!
Cleanliness and Safety: Okay, this is where Novel Centre Point really shines. Right now, that's crucial. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Absolutely. Rooms sanitized between stays? They promise it, and honestly, I believe them. Hand sanitizer everywhere. Staff trained in safety protocol. They take it seriously. This felt… safe. And in these times, that's a huge win. They provide Hygiene certification. And they had Sterilizing equipment on hand. I saw it. I believe it.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Here’s where things get… interesting. The Restaurants (plural!) offer a good variety. There's International cuisine in restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant, and even an Asian restaurant. The Breakfast [buffet] was decent – a solid, reliable offering. But listen, this is NOT a Michelin-star experience. This is good, solid hotel food. Not exceptional, not life-changing, but… satisfying. They did provide Breakfast in room, which i liked. Coffee/tea in restaurant? Yep. Poolside bar: YES! Nothing like a cocktail by the pool. And the Snack bar? Perfect for those mid-afternoon munchies. They offer Rooms sanitized between stays
Now, here's a quick anecdote that sums up the vibe. I ordered room service one night (because, hey, vacation!), and the delivery guy… well, he forgot the cutlery. He looked genuinely mortified and dashed back to get some so i didn't have to get up. It wasn't perfect, but it was REAL. And the food, when it finally arrived, was surprisingly good. Sometimes, the imperfections are what makes it memorable.
Things to do, ways to relax: They have a Swimming pool [outdoor]! The pool itself is lovely, and the Pool with view is, well, gorgeous. They have a Fitness center, and they have a Spa! It offers Massage, Sauna, Steamroom. I got a massage. Bliss. Worth every penny. And let me tell you, after a long day of exploring Famagusta, that sauna and steam room were a lifesaver.
Services and Conveniences: They offer a boatload. Concierge, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Dry cleaning, Laundry service, Luggage storage… the usual suspects. But I have to give a shout-out to the Doorman. A true gentleman. Always a smile, always helpful.
For the kids: They offer Babysitting service, and Family/child friendly is a BIG YES, they provide Kids meal!
Getting around: They have Airport transfer. Car park [free of charge]: a huge plus!
My Opinion: Novel Centre Point is a great value. It's not flawless, but it's honest, clean, and welcoming. The staff genuinely seems to care. It's close to the action. It is a prime choice for a trip to Famagusta.
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- Delicious Dining: Savor a variety of cuisines, from international favorites to local delicacies. Start your day with our satisfying breakfast, and end it with delicious cocktails!
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Unbelievable Baymont Deal: Sevierville/Pigeon Forge Getaway!
Alright, buckle up, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is…well, this is my potential near-disaster, hopefully-mostly-pleasant-trip to the Novel Centre Point Hotel in Famagusta, Cyprus. And trust me, this thing is gonna be less perfectly curated Instagram feed and more…late-night kebab fueled existential crisis.
Pre-Trip Anxiety (aka The Panic Before the Calm – or, Let’s Be Honest, Before the Chaos):
The Flight Booking Debacle (and the Existential Dread): Okay, so I booked the flight. Actually paid for it. Which means this is really happening. I mean, Cyprus! Sun, sand, potential sunburn. But also… what if I lose my passport? What if the plane crashes? What if I accidentally insult… well, anyone? I spent a good hour just staring at my passport photo, convinced I looked like a fugitive. Then, I ate a whole bag of chips. Progress!
The Packing Struggle Bus: Packing is my nemesis. It’s a constant battle between “I need everything!” and “I probably only need my toothbrush and sheer willpower.” Last night, I tried to pack, and I ended up staring at my overflowing suitcase (which I swear shrunk in the closet), then pulled out a box set of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and watched the entirety of season 3. My suitcase lost, and my blood lust gained.
The Currency Confusion: Euros? Lira? Do I even know what money is anymore? I’m pretty sure my bank account is actively plotting my demise. Gotta hit the ATM before I leave. Wish me luck that it doesn't eat my card.
Day 1: Arrival! (And the Initial Mild Panic):
(12:00 PM) – Landing in Larnaca – Woohoo! (Maybe?) Okay, the landing wasn't as smooth as I'd hoped. Seriously, I think the pilot was attempting to win a record for the most abrupt descent. My stomach is officially lodged somewhere near my throat. Need…chocolate. And oxygen. And maybe a stiff drink. (Or a very large, very sweet iced coffee). It's all good
(1:30 PM) – The Shuttle Chaos: Found the shuttle… eventually. Signage in the airport: nonexistent. People: chaotic. Me: praying I haven’t accidentally boarded a bus to… well, anywhere but Famagusta. The driver looked suspiciously like he was born on a race track. Speed bumps now mean, "Hold your breath!"
(3:00 PM) – Check-in – The Moment of Truth: The Novel Centre Point. Okay, the lobby looks… modern. Slightly sterile. But the lady at the front desk was super nice. And the air conditioning is LIFE. Checked in… and then, the room. It’s … decent. Balcony! (Overlooking… something. Will investigate later. Currently assessing the bed’s comfort-factor. Important research, obviously.)
(4:00 PM) – Exploration of the Hotel – Minor Obsession: Okay, so the pool is… smaller than the pictures implied. And the "gym" is less "gym" and more "room with a treadmill and some dusty weights." But the view from the rooftop terrace? Breathtaking. Suddenly, I'm feeling…optimistic. Maybe this trip won’t be a complete disaster after all. (Famous last words, I'm sure.) I vow to spend a significant amount of time on that terrace. Like, maybe all my time. I decide to start a small-time business on the rooftop terrace. I shall call it "Sun-baked thoughts".
(7:00 PM) – Dinner – The Souvlaki Revelation: Found a little taverna nearby. Oh. My. God. Souvlaki. And the pita bread! Fluffy, warm, perfect. And the local beer… chef’s kiss. Okay, Cyprus, you’re winning me over. Also, learned that I am a very messy eater. Covered in tzatziki. Worth it.
Day 2: Fortress Famagusta & The Unexpected Goat Encounter (The Day Things Got Weird):
(9:00 AM) – Breakfast Buffet – The Great Breakfast Battle: Buffet time! A symphony (or perhaps a cacophony) of smells and sights. Eggs? Meh. Sausage? Maybe. Staring at the pastry selection, and the pastries are staring back. Decided to go for the sugar-fueled path. Regrets? Zero.
(10:30 AM) – The Ancient City Walls – Feeling Historical (and Slightly Sunburnt): Walked along the city walls. So old! So impressive! So freakin’ hot! Seriously, the sun is relentless. But the history…amazing. Imagining knights, sieges, and scandalous affairs. My imagination is running wild. I'm pretty sure I saw a ghost. Possibly heatstroke.
(1:00 PM) – The Beach! – Sand, Sun, and (Possibly) Regret: Went to the beach. Gorgeous! Crystal-clear water! But also…the sun. I'm pretty sure I forgot to apply sunscreen. Feeling crispy. Also, sand. Sand everywhere. In my hair, in my… well, you get the idea.
(3:00 PM) – The Goat Incident: Okay, this is where things got weird. While wandering, I encountered a goat. A goat that, apparently, had a very intense interest in my bag. It tried to eat my map. Then it tried to eat my foot. I, in a moment of pure panic, let out a high-pitched scream. The goat, unfazed, continued its assault. Finally, I ran. The goat…won. My map is in tatters. Never underestimate a persistent goat.
(7:00 PM) – Dinner – The Attempted Fine Dining: Tried to class it up at a restaurant. Ordered something that, based on the menu, sounded incredibly sophisticated. It arrived. It was…purple. I think it was supposed to be octopus. I ate it. It tasted vaguely of…the sea? I'm sticking to souvlaki tomorrow.
Day 3: The Ghost Town, The Melancholy, and (Possibly) the Best Baklava Ever:
(9:30 AM) – Walking around the ghost town: Oh my god, this is so sad. I want to start a new mission to bring back life to this place. I am thinking about doing some art pieces!
(1:00 PM) – The best Baklava Ever: I have found the best baklava ever. So good! I had to buy all of it.
(3:00 PM) – Pool time: Gonna enjoy my time in the pool and relax.
(7:00 PM) – Restaurant with live music: We are having dinner at a restaurant with live music. It can be very loud but the food is good. It is also very nice to see a traditional music dance from the locals. This is definitely a day spent very well.
Day 4: Farewell Famagusta (and the Anticipation of Coming Home, and Some Minor Breakdown):
(8:00 AM) – Breakfast and packing: I am having a very early breakfast and packing. I am very excited to go home but I am very sad to leave.
(10:00 AM) – Last walk around: I want to make this last moment count so am doing a last walk around the hotel and enjoying my last moments here.
(1:00 PM) – Shuttle to airport: I am ready to go home to my family. I had a great experience here.
(4:00 PM) – The Flight Home… and Afterwards: Landed. Made it. No disasters. Success!! I have many stories to tell my friends. But I am going to do some mental detox and take a spa day. This itinerary might or might not be the one I had, but it does feel like something I had, because I am a human! So, there you have it. My chaotic, potentially hilarious, and hopefully-mostly-enjoyable trip to Famagusta. Wish me luck! And maybe send some extra sunscreen. And possibly therapy. Just in case.
Famagusta's 'Hidden Gem' - Novel Centre Point Hotel: The Truth (and the Ramblings)
Is the Centre Point Hotel actually a 'hidden gem' or just... hidden?
Okay, let's be real. "Hidden gem" gets thrown around more than bad puns at a dad's birthday. And yes, the Centre Point is pretty hidden. Finding it involves a series of turns, a slightly frantic GPS, and the vague sense that you're about to stumble into someone's private garden (which, based on one near-miss, you might be!).
But is it a gem? Well… that depends. If your idea of a gem is slightly rough-hewn, a bit imperfect, but ultimately charming? Then, yeah, maybe. If you're expecting the Ritz? Honey, keep driving.
My initial reaction? Pure relief. After battling the traffic in Famagusta, escaping the tourist hordes and, dare I say, the sheer overwhelmingness of the place, the moment I saw the sign and pulled the car into the (rather cramped) parking lot felt like shedding a heavy cloak. It was... a vibe, shall we say.
What's the hotel actually *like*? No, seriously. I need details.
Alright, buckle up. Picture this: a slightly retro, definitely not-brand-new building. Think charmingly outdated rather than utterly dilapidated (though, let’s be frank, a little bit of both). The lobby? Small, functional, and smelled vaguely of… well, I’m not sure what, but it wasn't offensive. Maybe a hint of old books? That's a good thing, right?
The rooms... Ah, the rooms. My room, which I’m sure was a standard double, definitely had character. That character included some mismatched furniture (one nightstand was significantly lower than the bed), a slightly wonky air conditioning unit (which required some *serious* fiddling), and a view… a view of… well, mostly a wall and a side street. But hey, a wall and a side street in Famagusta is better than nothing! Plus, the sheets were clean, and that’s a massive win in my book.
There was also a small balcony, overlooking the street (which was a bit noisy, especially at 6 am when garbage trucks began their rounds). But I didn't care, I loved it, the sounds, the small balcony, everything!
The bathroom? Functional. The shower? Let's just say the water pressure was… enthusiastic. And the hot water? Well, it arrived eventually, like a punctual, but easily distracted, friend.
The Breakfast... Tell me about the breakfast. Breakfast is important.
Breakfast. Ah, the most crucial meal of the day, especially after attempting to decipher Cypriot road signs and avoid stray donkeys. The breakfast was… an experience. It wasn't a *bad* experience, but it was definitely… intimate. Think a small buffet, assembled with love (and possibly, whatever was on hand).
There were some traditional Cypriot options (which I cautiously, but enthusiastically, ventured into). There was bread (lots of bread), cheese, cured meats, some fruit. And, of course, strong, black coffee. The kind that grabs you by the eyeballs and says, *“Wake up, you’re in Famagusta!”*
I'm not gonna lie; it was delicious. I ate way too much, mostly because if the food was there, I was going to eat it. And the staff was lovely and friendly. Though, they do seem to know everything that ever going on in this hotel.
Is there anything actually *bad* about the hotel? Be brutally honest.
Okay, okay, let's get to the grumbles. Because there are a few. The sound insulation is… questionable. You *will* hear your neighbors. You *will* hear the street noise. You *might* hear the faint drone of the air conditioning unit, even when it’s *supposed* to be off.
The parking, as mentioned, is tight. If you have a monster truck, you're gonna have a bad time. Finding the place itself can be tricky the first time. The Wi-Fi was a bit spotty. And the elevator… well, let's just say I preferred the stairs.
And, (this is me being picky), the decor is a bit… dated. Think beige, a hint of brown, and furniture that has seen better decades. It's not the sleek, modern aesthetic of a trendy chain hotel. It's closer to your grandma's guest room, which I actually quite liked. It's probably why they let it at a good price.
What was the best part of staying at the Centre Point?
Honestly? The staff. They were genuinely friendly, helpful, and seemed to care. They greeted me with a smile (even at a ridiculously unreasonable hour), gave me advice on where to go, and made me feel welcome and, dare I say, almost like part of some sort of family. Even if the family was a slightly eccentric one.
One day, I was trying to figure out how the bus system worked (which, let's be honest, is a confusing maze). The receptionist not only helped me with the route, but also called the bus company to confirm the schedule! That kind of personalized service is rare these days, and it made all the little imperfections of the hotel melt away. Plus, they were *really* good at making coffee. The best part was, feeling like I was a really welcomed guest, like family.
Okay, so, would you recommend it? The big question!
YES. But with caveats. (See a pattern here?) If you’re looking for luxurious, perfect perfection? Avoid. But if you are looking for a place that's charming, reasonably priced a bit of a journey and has a lot of character, with a staff that truly cares? Then, absolutely, 100%. It's not just a hotel, it's an experience. A slightly dusty, slightly quirky, but ultimately memorable experience. And Famagusta deserves that, and the Centre Point delivered.
I left with a smile, a full stomach, and a strong urge to return. (And a newfound appreciation for strong coffee.) The Centre Point isn't for everyone. But for those who appreciate a little bit of imperfect charm, it's a gem, hidden or not. And sometimes, those are the best finds of all.
What's the biggest take away from this whole experience?
That sometimes, the best travel experiences arenHotel Explorers
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