Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury at Ivory Hotels, Mauritius
Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury at Ivory Hotels – Mauritius: My Brain Dump (and Honest Review!)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I just spent a week at Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury at Ivory Hotels in Mauritius, and my brain is still trying to process it all. Let's be real, "luxury" can be a gamble. Sometimes it's genuine, sometimes it's… well, let’s just say the devil is in the details. I’m going to spill the tea, the rum punch, the everything, because honestly, you deserve the real deal.
First Impressions: The Arrival & That Mauritius Magic
Mauritius itself is…wow. Seriously. Lush, green, the ocean is that unbelievable turquoise you see in photos, and the air smells of frangipani and… well, sometimes a hint of diesel (it is a working island!). The Ivory Hotels is smack-dab in the middle of it all, which is both a blessing and a curse. Getting there was a breeze (airport transfer – check!), and the staff was super friendly. Now, "friendly" is a spectrum, right? Sometimes it's perfunctory, sometimes it’s borderline creepy. Here? Genuinely warm. A good start!
Accessibility: Navigating the Terrain (with a Few Stumbles)
Okay, let’s get down to brass tacks. Accessibility is crucial. I'm not in a wheelchair, but I'm always hyper-aware of it for friends and family. Ivory Hotels tries. They have facilities for disabled guests, and an elevator (thank god!). The public areas are generally manageable. But, and this is a big "but," things aren't perfect. Some pathways could be smoother, and I'm not sure how easy it would be to navigate the pool area. It's not a deal-breaker, but it's something to keep in mind. They could definitely up their game in this department.
Rooms: Sanctuary or… Slightly Less So?
My room? Well, it was… a room. Okay, okay, it was actually pretty darn nice. The "luxury" part came through. Air conditioning that actually worked (a HUGE win in Mauritius!), a comfy king-sized bed, blackout curtains (sleeping in!), a mini-bar (essential!), and a private bathroom with a separate shower/bathtub. My room had a window that opens and a balcony – perfect for sipping my morning coffee and just staring out. The hair dryer was… adequate. The towels were fluffy. Free Wi-Fi in the room, which worked flawlessly. They even provided slippers and bathrobes. Small details, but they add up. Room service was available 24 hours.
But, there was a slight issue with the soundproofing. I could hear the occasional scooter whizzing by. Not a huge deal, but worth mentioning for light sleepers. Also, the complimentary tea was… instant. C'mon, Ivory Hotels! You can do better!
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitized Heaven (Mostly)
Post-pandemic travel is all about safety, right? Ivory Hotels takes this seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, and room sanitization between stays are standard. They have hand sanitizer everywhere. They are definitely trying. The staff is trained in safety protocols, and they offer sanitized kitchen and tableware items. I felt safe. But, and I'm being nitpicky here, I'd like to see a bit more emphasis on the cleanliness of the pool area.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Hiccup)
Okay, let's talk about the most important thing: food! The breakfast buffet was… okay. A standard affair with Asian cuisine, Western breakfast, and the usual suspects. The coffee was… meh. But, the fresh fruit was divine. They also offered breakfast in room, which was a nice touch.
The restaurants were a mixed bag. There's an a la carte option, Asian cuisine, international cuisine, and a vegetarian restaurant. I tried the international cuisine one night, and the food was… fine. Nothing to write home about. However, the poolside bar was fantastic! Perfect for cocktails and snacks. The Happy hour was a definite highlight. I may or may not have spent a few afternoons there…
Things To Do: Relaxation, Relaxation, Relaxation (and a Little Bit More)
This is where Ivory Hotels shines. They have a swimming pool (outdoor), a pool with a view, a spa, sauna, steamroom, and a gym/fitness center. I spent a LOT of time lounging by the pool, reading, and occasionally getting up to go to the bar. The massage was incredible. Seriously, one of the best I've ever had. They also offer body scrubs and body wraps – pure indulgence!
I spent a blissful 60 minutes in the sauna and steam room, then had an amazing foot bath. The pool with a view was just incredible. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so relaxed.
Things to do outside the hotel: The hotel offers a lot of things to do, like car park [free of charge], car park [on-site], car power charging station, taxi service, and valet parking.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
Ivory Hotels provides a ton of helpful extras. Daily housekeeping is a given. Concierge service is available. They offer laundry service, dry cleaning, and ironing service. They have a gift/souvenir shop and a convenience store. The currency exchange was handy. They have facilities for disabled guests, which is good to see. They also offer babysitting service and kids facilities, which makes it a good option for families.
The Quirks and the Crumbs (Honest Moments)
- The elevator was slow. Seriously, I could have walked up the stairs faster.
- The music in the lobby was… repetitive. I think I heard the same Kenny G song about 20 times.
- My room key stopped working… twice.
- I saw a cockroach. Once. But I’m pretty sure it was just as surprised to see me.
- The internet went out for a bit. But that's Mauritius. It's part of the charm. Right?
The Verdict: Should You Escape to Paradise?
Yes. Absolutely. With a few caveats.
Ivory Hotels is a great option for a relaxing getaway. It's not perfect, but the positives far outweigh the negatives. The staff is genuinely lovely, the location is fantastic, and the amenities are impressive. Just be prepared for a few minor hiccups.
My Emotional Reaction
I absolutely loved it, even if I did have a few minor issues. I laughed, I ate delicious food, and I felt so relaxed. The spa experience was out of this world, and the pool views were amazing. I am more than happy with my stay.
My Offer: Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury Awaits!
Stop dreaming, start booking! Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury at Ivory Hotels, Mauritius, offers an unparalleled blend of relaxation, luxury, and authentic Mauritian charm. Imagine waking up to stunning views, spending your days lounging by the pool, indulging in world-class spa treatments, and savoring delicious cuisine.
Here's what makes your escape irresistible:
- Unwind in Luxurious Comfort: Spacious, well-appointed rooms with all the modern amenities you need.
- Rejuvenate Your Senses: Indulge in a blissful spa experience with a range of treatments designed to melt away stress.
- Savor Culinary Delights: Explore a variety of dining options, from casual poolside snacks to exquisite international cuisine.
- Immerse Yourself in Paradise: Discover the beauty of Mauritius, from pristine beaches to lush landscapes.
Book your stay now and receive:
- Complimentary upgrade to a room with a balcony and a view! (Limited time offer!)
- A free bottle of champagne upon arrival.
- 15% discount on all spa treatments during your stay.
- Free airport transfer.
Don't miss this chance to escape to paradise! Click the link below to book your unforgettable getaway today!
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P.S. I'm already planning my return trip! Just maybe I'll pack some earplugs for the elevator. 😉
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because you're about to get the unvarnished truth about my (slightly disastrous, wonderfully chaotic) trip to Champ de Mars by Ivory Hotels in Mauritius. Prepare for a schedule that's less "precision-engineered Swiss watch" and more "tumbleweed in a hurricane." Here we go…
Mauritius: Champ de Mars & The Ramblings of a Slightly Sunburnt Soul (A "Schedule")
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Regret (Kidding! Mostly.)
- Morning (Like, REALLY Morning): Arrive at Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam International Airport. Okay, the airport itself is gorgeous. Tropical vibes, right? But getting through it? A slow, sweaty dance with paperwork and the faint smell of duty-free perfume. I was already sweating. My hair was a mess. My suitcase, predictably, was a beast to wrangle.
- Mid-Morning (ish): Taxi to Champ de Mars. The driver, bless his heart, was trying to be helpful, but his English was…well, let's say it was a journey to understand. We eventually got there, though, and the hotel itself? Stunning. Ivory Hotels nailed the decor. I mean, the lobby was like a magazine cover, and I was immediately thinking, "Wow, I'm going to look so chic here." (Spoiler alert: I did not.)
- Afternoon (The Great Room Dilemma): Check-in. The room…was not the room I booked. Apparently, "garden view" translates to "view of a palm tree and a brick wall." My inner monologue was a frantic mix of "Oh, this is fine!" and "I will burn this place down (kidding, again!)." After a brief, sweaty negotiation (thank god for the internet translator), I got a room with a balcony overlooking the pool. Crisis averted. Sort of.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening (The Pool & The Unexpected Embrace of Relaxation): Pool time! Okay, I'm not usually a pool person. I'm more of a "sit in the shade with a book and a crippling fear of sunburn" type. But the pool was so inviting! I dipped a toe in, and the water was…perfect. I spent a good hour just floating, staring at the sky, and letting the stress of the past year (and my terrible flight) melt away. It was glorious. Then I got a little too confident, tried to do a backstroke, and nearly drowned. (Dramatic, I know. But it was close!)
- Evening (Dinner & The Unfortunate Incident with the Curry): Dinner at the hotel restaurant. I ordered the curry. I love curry. I thought I loved curry. This curry, however, was a spicy volcano of flavor. My mouth was on fire. My eyes were watering. I was visibly struggling. The waiter, seeing my distress, brought me a glass of milk. Bless him. I’m pretty sure I left half the curry untouched.
- Night (The Mosquito Massacre): Back in my room. The mosquitoes. Oh, the mosquitoes. I swear they had a personal vendetta against me. I spent the next hour swatting, slapping, and generally losing the battle. I ended up sleeping under the covers, even though it was sweltering.
Day 2: Champ de Mars, Horse Racing, and the Great Sunburn of '23
- Morning (The Quest for Coffee & the Near-Death Experience with the Island Fruit): The quest for caffeine. My first order of business. Breakfast was included, which was great! But the coffee situation was…a little weak. I needed something stronger. Eventually, I found a tiny café nearby that served a proper espresso. Life improved immeasurably. Then, I tried some of the local fruit. It was…interesting. Let's just say I have a newfound respect for my digestive system.
- Mid-Morning (The Horse Races): Champ de Mars! This was why I came! I'm not a massive racing fan, but the atmosphere was electric. The crowds, the colors, the sheer energy of the place…it was intoxicating. I placed a bet on a horse with a name that sounded vaguely promising (it wasn't, of course). I lost. But I didn't care! It was all about the experience.
- Afternoon (Sunburn & The Realization of My Own Foolishness): The sun. Oh, the sun. I thought I was being clever. I thought I'd applied enough sunscreen. I was wrong. So, so wrong. By the afternoon, my shoulders were a lovely shade of lobster red. I spent the rest of the day slathering myself in aloe vera and muttering darkly about the dangers of underestimating the equatorial sun. I also made friends with a local shopkeeper who, after seeing my state, gave me some aloe vera juice. It was a lifesaver.
- Evening (Dinner & The Confession): More dinner. This time, I stuck to something bland. My sunburn was throbbing. I spent the evening contemplating all my life choices.
Day 3: Departure & The Lingering Taste of Paradise (and Sunburn)
- Morning (The Gentle Wake-Up & the Last Glimpse): Woke up gently, feeling the final vestiges of the sunburn. Before going to the airport, I went to the local market and bought some Mauritian spices.
- Afternoon (The Long Goodbye): Check-out, taxi to the airport, the paperwork, the security, all the rituals.
- Evening (Final Thoughts): As I sat on the plane, I had this realization. I was a mess. I was sunburned. I ate a spicy curry that nearly killed me. But, you know what? I loved it. Mauritius was a chaotic, beautiful, frustrating, and exhilarating experience. It was real. It was messy. It was…perfectly imperfect. I'll be back. Eventually. Maybe with more sunscreen. And maybe I'll learn how to swim properly. And maybe, just maybe, I'll try that curry again. Wish me luck!
So there you have it. My chaotic, utterly human, and slightly sunburned account of my trip to Champ de Mars by Ivory Hotels. Hopefully, you enjoyed the ride. And if you ever go, be sure to pack extra sunscreen. You'll need it.
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Escape to Paradise: Champ de Mars Luxury at Ivory Hotels – The Real Deal (Because Let's Be Honest, Brochures Lie!)
Okay, so… Ivory Hotels. Mauritius. Champ de Mars Luxury. Sounds… expensive. Is it REALLY worth the splurge?
Alright, let's get real. My bank account is still weeping slightly. Yes, it's pricey. BUT. Here's the thing, and I'm going to be brutally honest: it depends. Are you looking for a cookie-cutter, Instagram-perfect vacay? Maybe. But if you're craving a genuine escape, a place where you can ACTUALLY unwind and, dare I say, feel *luxurious* without feeling like you're on display… then, yeah, it’s tempting. I'd say it depends on the type of traveler, if you are the type who is seeking a real experience and don't mind spending a little. I mean, I'm still dreaming of the breakfast omelets. They were... *chef's kiss*.
What's the whole "Champ de Mars Luxury" thing about? Is it just fancy words?
Okay, so "Champ de Mars" is the location, right? It's near the racecourse, which, frankly, I didn't care about. I'm not a horse racing person. I'm more of a "lie on a beach and eat mangoes" person. But the "luxury" part? That's where it gets interesting. The rooms are HUGE. Like, I could've held a small party in the bathroom. And the service? Let me tell you, the staff were incredibly polite. Not in a creepy, overly-attentive way, but genuinely helpful. They remembered my coffee order *after one day*. That's impressive. I'm a sucker for good service. My memory of the specifics is a little hazy because, hey, vacation, but it was definitely a step up from your average hotel.
The food! Tell me about the food! Is it all just tiny portions and pretentious foam?
Blessedly, no! While there might be a *touch* of foam here and there (I'm looking at you, amuse-bouche!), the food was generally fantastic. The breakfast buffet alone was a work of art. Omelets made to order (as mentioned, a highlight!), fresh fruit, pastries that practically melted in your mouth… I gained five pounds. No regrets. Dinner at the main restaurant was a bit more formal, but still, the flavors! The local seafood was divine. I even tried the octopus, which I'm usually wary of, and it was actually delicious. Honestly, I was so happy to eat and explore. I'd say the food is mostly worth it.
What about the beach? Is it the pristine white sand and turquoise water of the brochures?
Okay, here's the honest truth. The beach *near* the hotel wasn't quite the postcard-perfect one you see in the photos. It was a bit… public. Lots of people. But listen, Mauritius is an island! Beaches are everywhere! The hotel could arrange for a taxi to take you to the more secluded spots, and trust me, it's worth it. I spent one glorious day on a beach that felt like my own private paradise. That was the highlight of my trip. The water was so clear, and the sand so white, it was unbelievable. I even saw a sea turtle! Okay, maybe two. I was very excited.
Are there activities? Do I have to just… sit around and be fancy? (Because, honestly, that sounds boring.)
Nope! You can be as active or as lazy as you like. They have a pool (obviously!), a spa (massage, yes please!), and they can arrange all sorts of excursions – snorkeling, diving, boat trips, you name it. I tried the snorkeling and was absolutely terrible at it. Kept swallowing water and panicking. My partner loved it though! I spent most of the time floating on the surface, feeling like a clumsy seal. But hey, the boat trip itself was lovely, even if my aquatic skills are questionable. The hotel staff were very helpful and tried to make the experience as enjoyable as possible.
The service: Is it stuffy or actually good?
Honestly, the service was one of the biggest surprises. I was expecting a bit of snootiness (it *is* a luxury hotel, after all), but the staff were genuinely lovely. They were attentive without being overbearing, friendly without being fake. One day, I was feeling a bit under the weather (too much sun, probably), and a staff member noticed and brought me some ginger tea without me even asking. That kind of small touch really makes a difference. It felt less like a hotel and more like visiting a very well-appointed friend's house. A friend with a fantastic chef and a private beach, that is.
Okay, now for the negatives! What sucked? Be honest!
Alright, alright. Nothing's perfect. The internet was a bit spotty in my room. Not a dealbreaker, but annoying when you're trying to upload your envy-inducing vacation photos. And… (deep breath) the prices for drinks at the bar were a bit eye-watering. My wallet definitely felt the impact. Also, the Champ de Mars location, while convenient for some things, isn't ideal for the beach. But honestly, those are minor quibbles. I'm struggling to find major flaws. Maybe I was just blissfully happy.
Would you go back? Seriously?
In a heartbeat. If I could magically transport myself there right now, I would. The food, the service, the feeling of genuine relaxation… it was all worth it. I'm already saving up! I'm dreaming of those omelets. Seriously. Go, treat yourself. Just be prepared to spend some money. But hey, you deserve it. You really do. And tell me about the beach when you go, because I'm still a little bummed I didn't explore more.
What's the one thing you'll never forget?
Okay, this is a tough one. It's a tie between the breakfast omelet and the sea turtle. But if I had to pick *one* thing… it would be the feeling of absolute peace I had on that secluded beach. That moment, just me, the sun, the water, and the sand… it was pure magic. It was the kind of experience that stays with you, you know? The kind that makes you smile randomly weeks later. That, and the omelet, of course.
