Karachi Family Paradise: Stunning 2BR Sharah e Faisal Apartment!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this review isn't gonna be your usual sterile, corporate robot-speak. This is real – a messy, beautiful, opinionated dissection of this place, flaws and all. Let's dive in, shall we?
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Alright, so I stayed at this [Hotel Name] recently, and let me tell you, it was a ride. I mean, where do I even begin? Should I start with the fact that I'm pretty sure I saw a ghost in the sauna? Or maybe the time I accidentally (completely my fault) locked myself out of my room wearing nothing but a bathrobe? (The front desk staff, bless their weary souls, were very discreet).
(Accessibility: The Good, The Bad, and the Slightly Confused)
First off, the accessibility. This is important, and frankly, it's something I always look at. The good news? They seemed to be taking it seriously. Wheelchair accessible rooms were available, which is fantastic. Elevators were present, which is a must. I'm not in a wheelchair, but I always appreciate a hotel that remembers that not everyone can climb stairs. Facilities for disabled guests were listed, but I didn't see any specifically. The website listed things like "Facilities for disabled guests"… like what? A single ramp? I need details, people! A little specificity goes a long way!
Now, the not-so-great. The website didn't go into excruciating detail about the specific aspects of accessibility, which makes me wonder just how truly accommodating it is, but it did have the bare minimum. Listen, if you have a disability and you're considering this place, I strongly recommend calling ahead and getting the nitty-gritty confirmations before you book. Don't just trust a website. (Speaking of which, I had some issues finding the phone number! Seriously, website design needs work!)
(On-Site Restaurants & Lounges: The Gastronomic Rollercoaster)
Okay, let's talk food. Oof. RestaurantS (yes, multiple – impressive!), and a bar (thank goodness for that - I'll explain later). The choice was there, so I gotta give them credit, but the quality? Well, it varied from "surprisingly good" to "questionable."
Restaurants: There was an A la carte in restaurant and Breakfast [buffet], which I appreciated. There were Asian cuisine in restaurant and International cuisine in restaurant, which seemed ambitious. The Western breakfast was… well, let's just say it wasn't exactly Michelin-star material. The Asian breakfast? (Cue dramatic pause). This is where things got interesting. I’m pretty sure I saw a very pale imitation of an egg roll. Not exactly a culinary masterpiece. I opted for the Coffee/tea in restaurant more often than not.
Happy hour: Was a definite plus. A well-deserved after work (and exploring) libation.
Poolside bar: Never a bad idea. I certainly made use of it.
Room service [24-hour]: Thank god for this. Seriously, there were nights I just wanted a damn burger and a movie. So that was awesome.
Snack bar: I'll take it!
Vegetarian restaurant: Noted a few but haven't tried them.
(Ways to Relax: Spa, Pool, and the Ghost of the Sauna)
Ah, the relaxation! The Spa/sauna was a major draw for me, and it was pretty great!
- Body scrub - Not my thing, but it's there if you're into it, i bet.
- Body wrap - See above.
- Foot bath - Always a win!
- Massage: Yes, please! The masseuse was good - she was very good.
- Pool with view: Spectacular. Seriously, the infinity pool overlooking [insert view here] was worth the trip alone. Did I spend an embarrassing amount of time lounging there? Guilty.
- Sauna: Now here's where things got weird. I swear I saw a… well, let's just say it was unsettling. Maybe too long in the sauna? Definitely a bit too much wine beforehand? Either way, the sauna experience was unforgettable.
- Steamroom: Very satisfying.
- Swimming pool: Perfect!
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Fantastic!
(Cleanliness and Safety: Covid-19 Edition)
The world has changed, and safety is paramount. They seemed to be trying, but as always, it's hard to tell if it's completely airtight.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Good.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Excellent.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere.
- Hot water linen and laundry washing: Reassuring.
- Hygiene certification: Good to know.
- Individually-wrapped food options: Smart. Especially after seeing the "Asian" breakfast.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Mostly observed, although the buffet was a bit risky.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services: Alright!
- Room sanitization opt-out available: I liked this option.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Definitely important.
- Safe dining setup: Looked okay.
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Good.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Definitely a plus.
- Sterilizing equipment: Hopefully, they're using it.
My anxiety levels remained only moderately elevated.
(Internet: The Blessing and the Curse)
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hallelujah! Internet [LAN] – for the old-school folks! Internet services – yes, please! Wi-Fi in public areas – also appreciated. The Wi-Fi was generally reliable, but I did have a few moments of frustration. Trying to update my Instagram while overlooking the pool, and… nothing. The hotel gods were not smiling upon me that day.
(Things to Do & Other Random Thoughts)
- Fitness center: Looked decent, but I was too busy eating and lounging by the pool. Sorry, not sorry.
- Gym/fitness: See above.
- Breakfast in room: Always welcome.
- Breakfast takeaway service: Handy, for sure.
- Cashless payment service: Thank goodness, in the age of not wanting to touch all the things.
- Doctor/nurse on call: Peace of mind, always.
- First aid kit: Necessary.
- Invoice provided: Okay.
- Luggage storage: Very helpful.
- Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Seminars: Business people, I am not you, so…
- Proposal spot: Hmm…romantic. Might be a good spot to get down on one knee, but I'm sure it will depend on the person's taste (and the location, of course!).
- Shrine: Well, that's… unusual.
- Smoking area: Good for those who do.
- Terrace: Yay!
(For the Kids)
I didn't have kids with me, but I did see some families around.
- Babysitting service: Available.
- Family/child friendly: Seemed okay.
- Kids facilities: Apparently, there were some.
- Kids meal: Nice.
(Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter)
- Concierge: Needed them more than once.
- Convenience store. Useful, I am so buying snacks and drinks…
- Currency exchange: Good to know!
- Daily housekeeping: Solid.
- Doorman: Always makes you feel fancy, even if you're rocking a bathrobe.
- Dry cleaning: A lifesaver.
- Elevator: Essential.
- Food delivery: Convenient.
- Gift/souvenir shop: Yay, tourist trap souvenirs!
- Ironing service: Useful.
- Laundry service: Needed it
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because here’s the itinerary, such as it is, for my Karachi adventure. Starting from… deep breath… the Elegant & Spacious 2br family apt, Sharah e Faisal. Honestly, the "elegant" part? Debatable. The "spacious"? Mostly because the kids' toys are everywhere. But hey, we're here, and that’s what matters! (Probably)
Day 1: Karachi Chaos & Curry Coma
7:00 AM: Alarm screams. Actually, it's my youngest, Zara, screaming because she had a bad dream. Dream about… I don’t even care. Coffee. Coffee is the only answer. Find the damn coffee. (It took me 10 minutes, buried under a mountain of laundry.)
7:30 AM: Breakfast. Or, as the kids call it, "the race to see who gets the most Nutella." Managed to scrape the kids off the ceiling (metaphorically, but close), and get some actual food down them. Toast. Always toast.
9:00 AM: FIRST MISSION: Getting to the beach. Clifton Beach, specifically. The anticipation is building. I mean, I love the beach. Except, I forgot the sunscreen. And the beach umbrella. And, oh, the kids' swimsuits are still… well, not dry.
9:30 AM: Taxi hail. Karachi traffic is a beast. My taxi driver, a delightful man named Rashid who kept calling me "Madam, boss lady," navigated the honking, weaving, and general pandemonium like a seasoned race car driver going on a rally. (He also tried to sell me a "magic" pain-relieving ointment, bless his heart.)
10:30 AM: Arrived in Clifton Beach. The sun is searing. Kids are instantly covered from head to toe in sand. I’m already regretting not bringing the umbrella. Okay, let's do this…
- Beach Debauchery (10:30 AM - 1:00 PM): The kids immediately find a group of other kids and disappear. I sit, trying to relax. I fail. The waves are crashing; the sand is, indeed, everywhere. The ice cream man. Oh, the ice cream man! He's a siren, beckoning from a distance. By 1:00 PM, I’m sandy, sunburned, and pretty sure I have sand in my… well, you get the idea.
1:00 PM: Lunch at a roadside dhaba. It looked dodgy, but the food? Oh, the food! We had all the classics: biryani, nihari, kebabs… The spice level? "Medium," they said. LIE! My mouth was on fire, but it was glorious. The kids, miraculously, ate everything, except the "too spicy bits."
2:00 PM: Drive back to the apartment and collapse.
3:00 PM: Naptime. This is the most essential component of this plan. I fall asleep. For a glorious, twenty minutes. Then the kids are awake.
4:00 PM: Grocery run to Imtiaz Supermarket. Chaos. Everything's a bit overwhelming. The fresh produce is incredible. The crowds are… enthusiastic. Successfully navigated with a basketful of mangoes, spices I can't pronounce, and somehow, still the wrong type of milk.
6:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant. Trying this delicious BBQ restaurant, the name of which escapes me. I will say, the kebabs were perfect. The kids even picked at them happily.
7:00 PM: Attempt to get the kids ready for bed. This is a fight that only I seem to experience. The endless negotiating over toothbrushing, pajamas, and the dreaded “one more story.”
8:00 PM: Finally, bed. I’m exhausted. But it was a good day.
8:30 PM: Sneak a piece of the mangoes. Pure bliss.
9:00 PM: Finally fall asleep and find some peace!
Day 2: Culture, Camels, and a Catastrophe (Maybe?)
7:30 AM: Coffee. This time, I remembered to make an extra pot. We have to be up to go explore the historical sites.
9:00 AM: Visit the Mausoleum of Quaid-e-Azam. The architecture is stunning. The history is sobering and beautiful. The kids… were less interested in the history and more interested in the pigeons. I'm going to try to instill some respect for their heritage, once I catch those rascals.
10:00 AM: The National Museum of Pakistan. Sigh. I tried. I really did. But museums and kids… it's a tough match. We spent a good 20 minutes in the entrance hall, the kids chasing each other while I tried to shush them. Then, we went to the art section.
11:00 AM: Mazar-e-Quaid. The kids still loved the pigeons. I started to love the pigeons, too.
12:00 PM: Lunch. Back to the delicious barbeque place. I just need that kebab fix again.
1:00 PM: The kids take a break, and then on to a new adventure. The camel ride at a local beach.
- Camel Capers: The kids' eyes widened with a mixture of fear and excitement as they approached the camels. The ride itself was… interesting. Bumpy. Smelly. But the sheer joy on their faces was priceless. I laughed. A lot. Probably at their expense.
3:00 PM: The incident. Or, as the kids now call it, "The Mango Meltdown." Somewhere between the camel ride and the apartment, one of us, by accident of course, spilled mango juice everywhere. EVERYWHERE. On the car seats. On the kids. On me. The ensuing chaos… Well, let’s just say it involved a lot of napkins, a lot of yelling (mostly from me), and a desperate prayer that the car seats would survive.
4:00 PM: Back in the apartment again. Time to wash literally everything.
6:00 PM: Dinner. Take out for the night. Pizza. Sometimes, you just need pizza.
7:00 PM: Getting ready for bed.
8:00 PM: Bedtime.
9:00 PM: Collapse on the couch. My brain is fried. But, at this point, I am starting to feel like a local.
Day 3: The "Maybe We'll Do Something Relaxing" Day
9:00 AM: Sleep in. Hallelujah!
10:00 AM: Start of the day. Brunch. The brunch, which I will say, was pretty much non-existent.
11:00 AM: Exploring the apartment, so much space!
12:00 PM: Lunch, with the mangoes.
1:00 PM: Nap again for everyone.
4:00 PM: Go to a fancy restaurant that I had seen pictures of and hoped it would be good.
6:00 PM: Relax at the apartment, and reminisce about how wonderful the adventure was.
8:00 PM: Bedtime.
9:00 PM: Sleep.
Day 4: Shopping, Souvenirs, and the Sad Farewell (or, "When Will I Ever Learn?")
9:00 AM: Wake up and feel the dread in my stomach.
10:00 AM: Breakfast.
11:00 AM: Shopping for souvenirs at the local market (I'm guessing).
1:00 PM: Lunch.
3:00 PM: Pack everything.
4:00 PM: Taking our final photos.
5:00 PM: Taxi to the airport. The last time in this wonderful city.
6:00 PM: Final hugs from my kids.
7:00 PM: Boarding the plane.
8:00 PM: Taking off and saying a beautiful goodbye.
So, there you have it. Karachi. A whirlwind. A mess. A beautiful, chaotic, and utterly unforgettable experience. Will I ever come back? Probably. With more sunscreen, more patience, and maybe, just maybe, a better understanding of the local traffic rules. Wish me luck!
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5. What's the *deal* with relationships? Why are they so hard?!
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