Jakarta's HOTTEST New Luxury Stay: Aeropolis Residence!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to dive headfirst into the Aeropolis Residence, Jakarta's "hottest new luxury stay." And let me tell you, after spending a week there, I've got opinions. This isn't your average hotel review; this is a full-blown, slightly manic, stream-of-consciousness dissection of everything Aeropolis has to offer. Prepare for some rambling, some gushing, some bewildered frowns, maybe even a little side-eye. Let's do this!
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First off, the hype is REAL. The Aeropolis Residence… it LOOKS the part. Sleek, modern architecture, gleaming glass, the works. But does it live up to the Instagrammable facade? Let's get into it, shall we?
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, Honestly
Okay, so accessibility. This is important, and honestly, it's a bit of a mixed bag. The good news? There are facilities for disabled guests. Elevator access is a given, thankfully. I saw ramps in various locations, which is a HUGE plus. BUT… this is Jakarta, and sometimes things are almost there but not quite. Paths might be a little narrow, and navigating the crowds could be tricky. The hotel gets points for trying, but there's definitely room for improvement.
On-site Accessible Restaurants / Lounges & Wheelchair Accessible - I need to do some more research as these details are not available in the content provided so I'll jump to the next segment
Internet Access: The Lifeblood of the Modern Traveler
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Oh, thank the tech gods! And it’s actually good WiFi. Strong signal, rarely dropped out. Speed was decent enough to stream a movie and video chat with three of my friends at once, which is a crucial test for any modern hotel. Internet works, obviously. I also noticed Internet [LAN] in the rooms which is an excellent service if you require security, but the Internet services are all good. They also advertise Wi-Fi for special events – perfect for conferences or whatever else Jakarta throws at you.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa Day, Anyone?
Okay, this is where Aeropolis shines. Seriously, I was practically living in the Spa. (No, not literally. Though I wouldn't have minded.) The Body scrub? Divine. The Body wrap? Pure bliss. They've got the whole shebang: a Fitness center (looked impressive, though I was too busy getting pampered to actually use it), a Foot bath to die for, a Gym/fitness, a Massage that melted away all my stress (and possibly some of my brain matter), a Pool with view, a Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, and a Steamroom. I spent a full afternoon cycling through those, feeling like a pampered Roman emperor. The Swimming pool (both outdoor and indoors, I think) is gorgeous, perfect for a leisurely float (or a competitive dive if you're feeling ambitious).
Cleanliness and Safety: An Ode to Hand Sanitizer
This is a big one, people. Especially after… well, everything. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification (check!), Individually-wrapped food options (smart), Physical distancing of at least 1 meter enforced (mostly; Jakarta is crowded!), Professional-grade sanitizing services, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, and Sanitized kitchen and tableware items. They even had Hand sanitizer stations EVERYWHERE. I'm talking in the elevator, by the pool, in the lobby… you could practically bathe in the stuff. It felt… safe. Relieving, even. They take it seriously.
They also have a Doctor/nurse on call, a First aid kit, and a Staff trained in safety protocol, which is comforting. They also had Sterilizing equipment. I noticed CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property – definitely feels secure. Fire extinguisher and Smoke alarms are present.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: My Waistline's Worst Nightmare
Listen, the food. Oh, the food. This is where I truly fell for Aeropolis. The A la carte in restaurant is top-notch, the menu is inventive, and the presentation is chef's kiss (as the kids say). You can also request Alternative meal arrangement, which is great for dietary restrictions. Asian breakfast is included, but honestly, go for the Western breakfast; the pastries are chef's kiss (again). The Asian cuisine in restaurant is also fabulous, really. Bar? Oh, yes, and the cocktails are STRONG. They have a Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet] (a glorious, overflowing sea of deliciousness), Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour (score!), International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar (important!), Restaurants (multiple!), Room service [24-hour] (praise be!), Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, and a Vegetarian restaurant. They really do cater to every taste. I may or may not have gained five pounds. Worth it. Worth it.
Services and Conveniences: The Perks, Baby!
Now for the practical stuff. Air conditioning in public area (essential in Jakarta). They have Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out (a godsend!), Convenience store (grab-and-go snacks, yay!), Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping (thank you, housekeeping angels!), Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Indoor venue for special events, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, and Xerox/fax in business center. Basically, they've thought of everything.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly Fun
Babysitting service? Check. Clearly Family/child friendly. There is a Kids meal and also Kids facilities available.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
Airport transfer? Yes, and smooth as silk. They also have Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, and Valet parking. You're covered.
Available in all rooms: The Comforts of Home (Plus Some Extras!)
Okay, the rooms. They're gorgeous. Seriously. Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains (heavenly!), Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies (crucial!), Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale (gulp), Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], and a Window that opens. The rooms are spacious and well-appointed. Everything is spotless. My only slight gripe? The soundproofing could be a touch better. I could sometimes hear… things… from the hallway. But overall, a luxurious haven.
My Emotional Takeaway
Look, I'm going to be real. I loved Aeropolis Residence. Sure, there were a few minor hiccups, but the sheer level of luxury and service blew me away. This hotel is designed to pamper you. To make you feel special. To let you forget, for a little while, the chaotic glory that is Jakarta. It's a splurge, but it's a splurge that's worth
Escape to Paradise: Your Dream Stay at Hotel Matisse, Sainte-Maxime!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving HEADFIRST into my whirlwind adventure at the Strategic Studio Aeropolis Residence By Travelio in Jakarta. Prepare for glorious mess, because that's usually where the fun is. This isn't your perfectly polished, sterile itinerary; this is the unvarnished truth of a chaotic traveler, warts and all.
Day 1: Arrival - Jakarta… Oh, Jakarta! (And Existential Dread?)
- 7:00 AM: Alarm yells at me. Or rather, I yell at the alarm. Sleep schedules? What are those? Scramble into my travel-stained jeans, feeling like a walking zombie.
- 8:30 AM: Flight from… well, let's just say it involved a ridiculously early start. Air travel is always an exercise in existential dread. Will the plane fall out of the sky? Will I get a window seat? These are the important questions, people!
- 1:00 PM (Jakarta Time): Landed! Heat hits me like a physical wall. Humidity levels: "Satan's Sauna." Immigration was surprisingly smooth, but getting through that airport… Ugh. It’s a zoo, pure and simple. I swear, there were more suitcases than people.
- 2:00 PM: Grab that pre-booked taxi (thank GOD). The driver, bless his heart, spoke about five words of English. The drive? A chaotic symphony of honking, motorcycles weaving in and out of traffic like caffeinated squirrels, and road-side food stalls that smelled amazing. I started to feel that "holiday vibe" I was craving.
- 3:00 PM: Finally, Aeropolis Residence! The lobby was… well, clean. The staff were super friendly, and the room? Tiny. Seriously tiny. Less "studio," more "walk-in closet with a bed." My initial reaction? A giggle and a weary sigh. "Well, this is it, isn't it?"
- 3:30 PM - 5:00 PM: Unpack and unpack. The struggle of trying to fit a week's worth of stuff into a space designed for, maybe, a weekend trip. I swear, I have a knack for overpacking. Always. Decide to conquer the closet situation and leave a trail of chaos everywhere.
- 5:30 PM: The Food Quest Begins: Armed with Google Maps and a hunger that could rival a hungry hippo, I set out to find sustenance. The immediate area around the residence? More like a slightly dusty industrial zone. I walked for what felt like an eternity, dodging motorbikes and the occasional stray dog, and finally found… a warung! (Local Indonesian eatery) My stomach was in knots as the first bite of Nasi Goreng (fried rice) went in, I was hooked. The flavors – the sambal! – were pure ecstasy. I devoured the entire plate. Zero regrets.
Day 2: Lost in Translation (and Delicious Coffee)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up slightly stiff from the bed that was too small. And still exhausted. Coffee is the fuel of my existence. Gotta find the perfect brew.
- 9:00 AM: Discover a tiny, hole-in-the-wall coffee shop a 15-minute walk away. The owner, a lovely lady radiating warmth, barely understood English, but we managed to communicate with smiles and pointing. The coffee? Divine. The kind of coffee that makes you want to weep with joy. I ordered a second and stood there, savoring the moment. This, my friends, is the essence of travel – unexpected moments of pure bliss.
- 10:00 AM: Attempt to navigate the public transport system. This was an adventure in itself. Buses, trains, and the occasional death-defying motorcycle ride. I got (very) lost. Twice. This is the part of adventure that I find both annoying and hilarious.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch…another warung. Different dish, equally delicious. Indonesia, consider yourself officially on my good side.
- 2:00 PM - 5:00 PM: The Mall Experience! Jakarta has some insane malls! I went to one that had a skating rink, and then a dinosaur-themed play area. Baffling! The vastness, the number of shops, the sheer energy of the place… I loved it and hated it all at once. I bought some snacks…and got lost again.
- 6:00 PM: Relaxing back at the "studio" is a stretch.. The room is starting to feel a bit claustrophobic. I opened the window and watched the sunset, the city lights starting to twinkle – a surprisingly peaceful moment.
Day 3: Culture Shock, Spice, and Sensory Overload (In a Good Way!)
- 9:00 AM: Decided to try and learn some basic Indonesian phrases. My attempts at pronunciation earned me sympathetic smiles from the locals, which I felt was a win.
- 10:00 AM: The Bogor Botanical Gardens: This place was an absolute paradise. Lush green, flowers in bloom, and the peace I thought I'd never find. Spent hours wandering, taking photos, and feeling ridiculously relaxed.
- 1:00 PM: The Spice Market: I spent one hour in the spice market. The smells. The noise. The sheer volume of… everything! I bought so many spices my suitcase is now a potential hazard to TSA agents.
- 2:00 PM: The food! A food tour! I had tried to do one by myself, but it was confusing, and then decided to go to a legit food tour, this time, the tour was amazing! I swear my taste buds were singing. Not all the food was to my taste – there was something with a… interesting texture – but overall, a thrilling experience. I ate too much.
- 6:00 PM: Collapsed back in my tiny room, utterly exhausted but buzzing with the delicious energy of the day.
Day 4: The Grand Mosque, the Grotesque, and the Great (and Small)
- 8:00 AM: Attempt to visit the Istiqlal Mosque. It’s a stunning architectural marvel. The sheer scale of it is breathtaking. I took about a million photos.
- 10:00 AM: The National Museum of Indonesia was an experience! I spent hours wandering through the collection of artifacts. I saw some fascinating, some beautiful, some downright bizarre things. Some of the stories felt grim.
- 1:00 PM: Another warung lunch. I'm starting to feel like a regular. The staff recognizes me and my terrible attempts at speaking Indonesian.
- 2:00 PM: Traffic! The traffic in this place is a true character.
- 4:00 PM: The Shopping! I needed souvenirs. I ventured out, got more lost, and then spent way too much money on things I probably didn't need. It's fine.
- 6:00 PM: Finally, a quiet evening in the tiny room. I reflected on the journey. This little room is not perfect, but it's a place to collapse after a day of adventures.
Day 5: Day of Rest and Relaxation (Finally!)
- 10:00 AM: Slept in! Hurrah! I spent the morning relaxing, reading, recharging.
- 1:00 PM: Had a really good lunch in a warung. This time, I knew what to expect. No surprises.
- 3:00 PM: More coffee. Obviously.
- 5:00 PM: I tried to order delivery. I have a love-hate relationship with technology. I got it eventually. Fried rice. Again. I have become that person.
Day 6: A Day of Reflection and Departure Preparations (Sort Of)
- 9:00 AM: Started, then immediately abandoned, the task of packing. It's going to be a mess.
- 10:00 AM: Wandered around the neighborhood, trying to absorb the last of the Jakarta vibe.
- 12:00 PM: Last lunch in a warung, and now I'm feeling this weird mix of sadness and relief.
- 2:00 PM: Got a massage. Best decision ever. Muscles melted. Stress vanished.
- 4:00 PM: Attempted to pack again. Failure.
- 6:00 PM: Prepped for the flight.
Day 7: Adios, Jakarta! (And the Aftermath)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up with the lingering regret of everything I didn't get around to seeing.
- 8:00 AM: Airport! This time, I was a pro.
- 12:00 PM (Somewhere Over the Ocean): Reflecting on the trip, I knew it wasn't perfect, but it was mine. The chaotic, messy, wonderfully imperfect trip. I learned some things, ate some amazing food, and even survived the tiny room. I already miss the intense energy of Jakarta, the friendly faces, and the overwhelming deliciousness of the food.
- **5:00 PM
Aeropolis Residence: The Inside Scoop (From a Human Who Actually Stayed!)
Okay, so Aeropolis Residence. Is it *really* as fancy as the brochures make out? Seriously, spill the tea!
Alright, alright, let's be real. The brochures? They're *gorgeous.* Like, magazine-worthy, making-you-question-your-life-choices gorgeous. And... well, the reality? It's pretty darn close. I walked in, jaw practically on the floor. Think gleaming marble, that *expensive* smell (you know the one, a mix of fresh lilies and... ambition?), and staff who actually *smile* at you. Not that forced, polite-robot smile, but actual, genuine smiles. Which is immediately unsettling because, you know, Jakarta traffic. But yeah, fancy? Check. Ridiculously fancy? Also check. The level of luxury is just... *chef's kiss*. But the upkeep? I'll get to that later.
What's a typical day like *actually* staying there? Don't give me the PR spiel!
Okay, so a *typical* day... hmmm. Wake up. (The blackout curtains? Magnificent. You could sleep through the apocalypse.) Then, and this is where things get a little...bougie... I'd head down to the breakfast buffet. It’s insane. Like, salmon roe with your nasi goreng level insane. (Look, I'm a simple person, but I'm not *that* simple). So, breakfast, maybe a quick dip in the infinity pool – the view is *stunning* – then, and this is the best part, I'd just wander. Seriously. The Aeropolis grounds are vast; a perfect way to de-stress. And then, oh man, the spa. Heavenly. Back to the room, a nap (because luxury *demands* naps), maybe work a little, then dinner at the rooftop restaurant. Repeat. It's pure, unadulterated bliss. Until, you know, reality reminds you you're going back to your cramped apartment in a few days. This process is what defines "first world problems" at its finest.
The rooms! Let's talk rooms. Are they actually worth the price tag?
Okay, ROOMS. This is where Aeropolis *truly* shines. I mean, the *space*. You could hold a small concert in some of these suites! Seriously, my suite had a living room bigger than my entire apartment. The bed? Cloud. Pure, fluffy, sleep-inducing cloud. The bathroom? Marble. Everywhere. And the view! I was on the... what floor was I on? Damn, I can’t remember, but it was HIGH. Anyway, stunning views of Jakarta. It was… well, it was incredible. The little details – the fresh flowers, the perfectly placed fruit basket (that I devoured in about five minutes) – all add up. Worth the price? Ugh, that’s the tricky part. If you’re on a budget, absolutely *not*. If you want a splurge, an escape, a taste of the high life… then, yes. Just… yes. My wallet wept, but my soul sang. It was a bittersweet thing.
What about the food? Everyone raves about the restaurants... but is it *actually* good?
Okay, food. Let's get down to brass tacks. The restaurants at Aeropolis? Generally, YES, it’s freaking good! The rooftop restaurant? The food was so good, the view was almost secondary (almost). Fantastic grilled fish, perfectly cooked vegetables, and desserts that made me want to weep tears of joy (and probably develop Type 2 diabetes). The breakfast buffet, as I mentioned, is legendary. Something for everyone. And thankfully, *everything* tasted fresh. However, the price tag! Sometimes, I just caught myself thinking, "Is this $50 plate of pasta really *that* special?" (It usually was, dammit). But still, a massive hole in your pocket, if you're a regular patron.
The *service*. Is it actually as impeccable as they claim? Or is it just fake smiles and hidden fees?
Okay, SERVICE. This is where Aeropolis *mostly* delivers. The staff is genuinely friendly and helpful– which, let’s be honest, is a rarity in Jakarta. I'm pretty sure they can anticipate your needs before you even *realize* you have them. They’re on it! But... (there’s always a "but," right?) ... there was this one time...I'd ordered room service at like, 3 AM after that awesome concert, and the order was wrong. Completely wrong. They brought me like, a *bowl of chili* when I'd ordered a club sandwich. At 3 AM, after a few beers... I LOST IT. I called down to reception, and, to their credit, they were incredibly apologetic and sent up the correct sandwich (which I then devoured in about five minutes). Still, the chili incident is a legendary anecdote. Anyway. Mostly impeccable, with the occasional hiccup. It's like, a gorgeous, flawless machine with a slightly faulty gear now and then.
Anything to complain about? What's the downside? Don't sugarcoat it!
Okay, the downsides. Let's get real. First, the *price*. It's obscene. Like, "I’ll have to eat instant noodles for a month" obscene. Second, even though the building is new, some of the finishing touches seemed a little… rushed? I noticed tiny, almost unnoticeable imperfections in the marble, a slightly wonky door here and there. These are minor, *very* minor, things, but when you're paying a fortune, you *notice*. Third, and this is my biggest gripe: the Wi-Fi. It was spotty in some areas! In this day and age? Come on! I *need* my Wi-Fi! And finally, the lingering feeling of, you know, *not belonging*. Like, you're surrounded by super-wealthy people and you're constantly aware of the gulf between you and them. It's a bit… isolating. Yeah. That was a real bummer. Like, the existential dread of being poor in luxury. Ugh.
Okay, spill. Would you go back? Be honest!
Ugh. This is the hardest question. Would I go back? Absolutely. In a heartbeat. If someone gave me a free stay? I would *never* leave. Despite the cost, the occasional imperfection, and the fleeting feeling of inadequacy, the sheer level of luxury and the escape from the chaos of Jakarta… It was… well, it was magical. It was the kind of experience you tell all your friends about, constantly. It's the kind of experience that lives rent-free in your head forever. So, yes. Yes, I would go back. And I fantasize about it frequently. NowSave On Hotels Now
