Ram N Residency: Pondicherry's BEST Kept Secret (Luxury Awaits!)
Ram N Residency: Pondicherry's "Luxury Awaits" - More Like "Luxury Almost Arrived" (A Review with a Few Cracks in the Facade)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to take you on a rollercoaster of emotions about the Ram N Residency in Pondicherry. The tagline, "Luxury Awaits!", sets a pretty high bar. Does it actually deliver? Well, let's just say it's a bit like that first date that almost goes perfectly.
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Right, Now Let's Get Real (And a Little Grumpy, Maybe):
First things first: Accessibility. This is a BIG deal for me, and honestly, Ram N Residency gets some points here. They claim to be wheelchair accessible, and for the most part, they are. The elevators worked (phew!), and maneuvering around the common areas wasn't a massive obstacle course. HOWEVER, and this is a big however, the pathways to the pool area? Let's just say my companion, bless their heart, needed a serious bicep workout to navigate them. So, while they try, the execution isn't flawless.
The Good Stuff (Let's Start on a High Note, Shall We?):
- The Pool with a View: Oh. My. God. The pool. It’s stunning. It’s infinity-edged, overlooking… well, I think it was the sea? (More on the view later.) Lounging there, sipping a perfectly made cocktail (thanks, poolside bar!), and feeling the sun on your skin? That's legit luxury. They had towels ready and waiting, not the scratchy kind, the fluffy, cloud-like kind. Little things like that? They make a difference.
- The Rooms (Mostly): The rooms themselves were pretty darn nice. Clean, spacious, and with all the bells and whistles: air conditioning, free Wi-Fi, a minibar (stocked – important!), and a safe box. I appreciated the bathtub (a long soak after a long day is everything), and the bathrobes were a nice touch. They even had a desk if you needed to do some work (let's be honest, who wants to?). But… more on the "mostly" later.
- Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! This is a must in the digital age!
- Sticking Point: Dining Experience: The food was a mixed bag, honestly. The Asian breakfast was delicious, especially the dosas, which were crispy and perfectly cooked. The restaurant itself was nice and provided a buffet with options for all kinds! Some choices here would be vegeterian, Asian, international, or western! The Coffee/tea in restaurant was a staple and was a must-have. I did enjoy a salad in the restaurant, as well as the desserts in the restaurant. Happy hour was good as well. But there were a few missteps. My partner ordered a Western dish one night, which arrived looking… well, let's just say it resembled something closer to a beige blob with a sprinkle of parsley.
The "Meh" and the "Dear God, No":
- The Internet (And the Frustrations): The free Wi-Fi was a godsend, until it wasn’t. There were moments of glorious, lightning-fast connectivity, perfect for streaming and checking emails. However, there were also moments of agonizing slowness, where even loading a simple webpage felt like wading through molasses. I tried the Internet [LAN] as well, but it was even worse for some reason. Internet services were not the most reliable.
- The Spa/Sauna/Steamroom/Gym (Where Potential Went to Die): I'm a sucker for a good spa. So I was thrilled to see the spa and sauna on offer. I booked myself in for a massage, and the therapist, bless her heart, was lovely. But the surroundings? Let's just say they weren’t quite as zen as promised. The sauna was… tepid. The steamroom could barely muster a puff. And the gym/fitness center looked like it hadn’t seen a workout in a decade. A lot of the ways to relax lacked the ability to fulfill their potential. I did take a Foot Bath in the spa/sauna area.
- The View… from Where? The website promised stunning views. My room? Let's just say I got a lovely view of… the air conditioning unit of the neighboring building. Seriously, the location of the room had something to be desired and it should be clarified by the front desk. I was hoping for Pool with view but alas, it was not meant to be.
- For the Kids: They had a Babysitting service and Kids facilities.
COVID-19 & Safety Concerns (The World We Live In):
- Cleanliness & Safety: They seemed to be taking things seriously, which is a must these days. They had Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Hand sanitizer everywhere. I appreciated the Room sanitization opt-out available for a more personal experience. They also had Individually-wrapped food options and the Staff trained in safety protocol. They were trying to do their best with Physical distancing of at least 1 meter and Safe dining setup. However, I did have to constantly ask for the Hand sanitizer, and it was not always available.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Let's Get Specific):
- Restaurants: The on-site establishment had a la carte in the restaurant.
- Coffee shop: Great! But only open until mid-afternoon, which felt a bit stingy.
- Poolside bar: The cocktails were amazing. The happy hour deals were a bonus.
- Snack bar: It was fine, I guess. Nothing to write home about.
Stuff I Didn't Use, But Noted:
- Services and conveniences: They had a concierge service, laundry service, a convenience store, and luggage storage.
- Business facilities: Meetings and seminars are available.
- Getting around: Airport transfer, bicycle parking, car park [free of charge], car park [on-site], taxis and valet parking.
- In-room amenities: The Additional toilet was a plus. Other than that, the mirror, umbrella, and visual alarm were available.
The Verdict (Because You Want to Know):
Ram N Residency has potential. It truly does! The good points are really good. But the inconsistencies, the occasional whiff of mediocrity, and the little things that didn’t quite hit the mark, prevent it from being a truly luxury experience.
Would I recommend it? That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? If you can snag a good deal and you’re not expecting perfection, then yes, absolutely. Go for the pool, the rooms, and the potential. But just go in with your eyes open, and be prepared for the occasional minor disappointment. And maybe bring your own steam room. Or good internet. You decide!
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's meticulously planned vacation. This is a chaotic, gloriously messy, probably-gonna-be-late-for-everything exploration of Pondicherry, with Ram N Residency as our somewhat-reliable base. Trust me, you'll need a strong coffee (and maybe a stiff drink). Here we go:
Day 1: Arrival of Hopes and Delayed Realities
Morning (or more like mid-afternoon, let's be real): Arrive at Chennai Airport. Landed (finally!), after a flight that felt longer than my last existential crisis. The airport chaos? Sublime. The taxi driver? Named Raj, and talked a mile a minute about cricket. I barely understood a word, but the sheer energy was infectious. We get to Ram N Residency - my immediate reaction "Oh! It is very cute". Check in, room is, well, compact, but hey, it has air conditioning! Which, considering the humidity, is a LIFESAVER.
Afternoon: Wander around. Google Maps said it was a 5 min walk to the beach, But I had thought of this as a simple task. Oh, how naive I was. First, the heat. It smacks you like a wet fish. Then the traffic… oh, God, the traffic! (motorbikes, cows, tuk-tuks… a joyful symphony of honking). Found the beach, or rather smelt the beach. The sand felt nice, but the ocean? Yeah, the waves were a bit choppy. Watched two elderly women do some yoga, and decided I wasn't quite there yet.
Evening: Dinner at a restaurant I stumbled upon by chance. It was some kind of French place. The food was… acceptable. The wine? Eh. But the people watching! Glorious. A family arguing about the bill, a couple deeply in love, and me, alone, scribbling in my notebook, feeling both incredibly self-conscious and utterly at peace. Finished dinner and started an email to home, then decided that I really wanted to go for some street food. Found a place selling pani puri. My mouth is still burning, but it was worth it.
Day 2: The Day I Fell in Love (With a Saree and a Beach Bum)
Morning: Okay, so I meant to wake up early and witness the sunrise on the beach. But, turns out, I am still in a different time zone and my internal clock is a fickle lover. Eventually made it to the beach, the sunrise was stunning. But, I had to deal with people taking pictures with me, as they were so interested in me and my foreign look.
Afternoon: Now, here's where things get interesting. Walked into a boutique. I did not intend to buy anything. Two hours later, and I'm the proud owner of a saree. Oh, this saree! A shimmering, vibrant silk masterpiece in shades of turquoise and gold. The shop owner, a woman named Lakshmi, insisted on helping me drape it. I felt like an Indian princess. Went back to my little room in Ram N Residency with a little bit of an amazing feeling.
Evening: Spent hours on Paradise beach. It's not really paradise, but it is nice. Met a beach bum. We drank some tea, shared some stories. He taught me some local slang. I don't think I've laughed so much in a long time. The stars came out and we listened to the waves. This is what heaven feels like.
Day 3: The French Quarter, a Spiritual Awakening, and a Plateful of Regret
Morning/Afternoon: Headed to the French Quarter. The architecture is gorgeous, like a postcard. Strolled through, thinking this is where I belong, taking in the atmosphere. Suddenly, I was completely immersed in my own thoughts and started questioning everything. Feeling overwhelmed by all this beauty and suddenly got the urge to visit an ashram!
Afternoon/Evening: In a moment of pure spontaneity, I went to the Sri Aurobindo Ashram. It was…an experience. Silent meditation. This was probably the most difficult part of the trip. I'm not the most spiritual person in the world, but I felt something, like quiet peacefulness and calm. That evening, I went to a restaurant, tempted to order some food. I chose a dish, ate it… absolutely regretting that decision. Now I know the meaning of regret.
Day 4: Leaving, a Messy Goodbye, and The Unanswered questions.
Morning: Woke up after a terrible sleep and got ready to leave. So much to do, so little time! Decided to skip breakfast to catch up on the packing.
Afternoon: Check out! The staff at Ram N Residency were lovely, the little imperfections of the place were what made it perfect. Saying goodbye felt bittersweet. I am sure I would be happy to come back.
Evening: Back to the airport. It hit me. So much time to sit and ask myself questions.
Ramblings and Random Observations:
- Food: Okay, the food. It's spicy, it's flavorful, and it will challenge your gut. Embrace it. Try everything. Twice.
- Transportation: Tuk-tuks are your friend. Negotiate the price before you get in. Seriously.
- The Heat: Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. And wear sunscreen. Lots of it.
- The People: The people of Pondicherry are the best people I have ever met. So full of life, and love and they make you feel like family.
Final Thoughts:
Pondicherry is not perfect. It's loud, it can be chaotic, and sometimes you’ll feel utterly lost. But it's also beautiful, vibrant, and utterly, undeniably alive. It's a place that will challenge you, surprise you, and leave you changed. I came seeking relaxation. I found something much more profound. I guess, I'll be back.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a nap. And maybe a shot of something strong. Cheers!
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So, what *is* this thing, anyway? I’m pretty confused.
Look, I get it. You’re probably thinking, "Another website? Another blog? Another…thing?" And you're not wrong. It's basically just me, yakking away about... stuff. Think of it like a digital drunk uncle at Thanksgiving, rambling on and on, except I *think* I have some semblance of organization this time. Maybe. Don't hold me to it.
Why are you even *doing* this? Seriously, what's the point?
Ugh, the existential questions! Honestly? I'm not totally sure. Part therapy, part attention-seeking (let's be real), part… well, I like talking. A lot. And sometimes, in those rare moments of self-delusion, I think maybe, *maybe*, someone else might find this slightly entertaining. Or at least not actively offensive. The bar is low, people. *Very* low. And if no one reads it? Well, at least I got to vent about that time I accidentally wore two different colored socks to a job interview. (Don't ask.)
Okay, okay, I'm listening. What kind of "stuff" are you talking about? Give me some specifics, please!
Alright, alright, settling down! Think… everything. Life, the universe, and everything else Douglas Adams was hilariously off-base about. I'll probably blather about my questionable life choices (spoiler alert: there are many), current obsessions (currently: sourdough bread that's always a little… off), rant about the utter absurdity of modern dating (WHY ARE YOU STILL ON TINDER, SARAH?!), and maybe, just maybe, share some genuine thoughts on things that actually matter… like what brand of toilet paper is the softest (it's Charmin Ultra Soft, in case you were wondering, and yes, I *do* have strong opinions about this).
You mentioned life choices. Are we talking *serious* life choices? Like big, impactful stuff?
Listen, "serious" is a relative term. I *once* spent a glorious afternoon trying to convince a pigeon that it was, in fact, a majestic bald eagle. So… yeah. We're talking about the kind of choices that result in a lot of head-scratching and a whole lot of "Well, that was stupid, wasn't it?" Think relationship disasters, career pivots that went sideways, and that time I tried to learn to play the ukulele and gave up after a week because my fingers were too clumsy. (Seriously, the ukulele is a *lie*!)
Are you… you know… a *writer*? Like, a REAL writer?
*Deep sigh.* Okay, let's be brutally honest. No. I'm not a "writer" in the Hemingway sense. I'm more of a "word-vomiter" in the… well, in the *me* sense. I'm basically just winging it, hoping that something halfway coherent comes out. I'm pretty sure the only thing I'm qualified to write professionally is grocery lists and strongly worded emails to customer service. And even those are a crapshoot sometimes. So, lower your expectations. Way, *way* down.
Do you take constructive criticism?
Ha! That depends. If you tell me my writing style is "a refreshing blend of chaotic energy and self-deprecating humor," then yes, absolutely! I'll frame it! If you say I'm "a rambling, incoherent mess," then… well, I'll probably just agree with you and then go eat a whole pint of ice cream. So, proceed with caution. My feelings are fragile, like a particularly crumbly cookie. And yes, I *am* hungry right now.
What about… privacy? If you're going to be sharing all this stuff, are you worried about people knowing…?
Oh, you're right. I probably should have thought about that *before* I blurted out my entire life on the internet. Hmm. Look, I'm not sharing anything *too* sensitive unless it's really, *really* funny. But I'm also not known for my good decision-making skills. So, yeah, there's a tiny shred of anxiety that someone from high school will stumble upon this and realize how profoundly awkward I was. *shudders* But hey, at least it gives them something to laugh about. Right? Right?! (Please say yes.)
Okay, okay, I'm intrigued (maybe). Where do I start?
That's the million-dollar question! Honestly? Just... pick something. Scroll around. The order is probably arbitrary. Maybe start with the post about the pigeons. It's got pigeons. And, well, it's probably the least embarrassing one. Or maybe the one about the job interview – that one's a train wreck, but hey, it's relatable! Or don't. Do whatever you want! That's the beauty of the internet, isn't it? (Except for the spam bots. Those are the worst.)
Speaking of starting somewhere… What's been the biggest 'fail' you've experienced? Like, the absolute, ultimate faceplant?
OH, YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE FACEPLANTS? Buckle up, buttercup, 'cause this one's a doozy. Picture this: me, early twenties, brimming with… let's call it "unearned confidence". Big, important corporate job with a fancy title, the whole shebang. I’d been working on a massive presentation for weeks, the kind of thing that could "make or break" your career (so I thought). Hours of research, meticulously crafted slides, late nights fueled by instant coffee and pure, unadulterated stress. I practiced it until the words practically dribbled out of my sleep-deprived brain. I was *prepped*! Prepared for what? I don't know. Success! I was sure that day was mine. Then came the day. The giant boardroom, the intimidating executives, the deafening silence as I stood up… and completely blanked. Like, my brain vanished. Poof. Gone. Hotel Deals Search
