Manchester United's Secret Getaway: Unbeatable DoubleTree Luxury!
Manchester United's Secret Getaway: Unbeatable DoubleTree Luxury! – My Honest (and Slightly Messy) Review
Okay, so I'm back. This time, I've escaped the usual grind and somehow blagged my way into Manchester United's Secret Getaway: Unbeatable DoubleTree Luxury! at the DoubleTree by Hilton. I know, right? Sounds fancy. Let's see if it lives up to the hype. And let me tell you, I'm not holding back. This is gonna be real.
First, the Basics (Because Apparently, We Need Them):
- Accessibility: They’ve got the ramps, the elevators, the works. Seriously, they seem to have thought of everything. Good on ya, DoubleTree. Points for inclusivity!
- Internet: Yep, the dreaded Wi-Fi. Thankfully, it's FREE in all rooms, plus that old-school Internet access [LAN] option for the die-hards. The Wi-Fi in public areas was, well, okay. I'm a millennial, I need that constant connection. The speed was adequate, but I’ve got a Netflix binge with my name on it.
Rooms: My Little Sanctuary (Minus the OCD Cleanliness, Heh):
Right, so my room? Pretty darn decent, actually. Loads of things available in a room:
- Air conditioning, THANK GOD
- Alarm clock, ugh, but vital
- Bathrobes (fancy!)
- Bathroom phone I don't know if this worked or not!
- Bathtub (bliss!)
- Blackout curtains (essential for hiding from the sun… and responsibilities)
- Carpeting (a bit… beige, if I'm honest)
- Closet (hiding all my stuff)
- Coffee/tea maker (essential for my survival)
- Complimentary tea (thank you, universe)
- Daily housekeeping (bless these folks, the real MVPs)
- Desk (pretended to work, mostly wrote this review)
- Extra long bed (comfort!)
- Free bottled water (hydration is key)
- Hair dryer (saved me from a bad hair day)
- High floor (great view!)
- In-room safe box (paranoid me loved this)
- Interconnecting room(s) available (not for me, thankfully)
- Internet access – LAN (for the tech nerds)
- Internet access – wireless (see Wi-Fi above)
- Ironing facilities (for the image-conscious)
- Laptop workspace (see desk)
- Linens (clean and comfy)
- Mini bar (tempting, but I resisted… mostly)
- Mirror (to admire myself, obviously)
- Non-smoking (hallelujah!)
- On-demand movies (Netflix might actually lose)
- Private bathroom (obviously)
- Reading light (for those nights you pretend to read)
- Refrigerator (for the sneaky snacks)
- Safety/security feature (appreciated)
- Satellite/cable channels (couldn't resist the trash TV)
- Scale (the enemy, but I faced it)
- Seating area (to relax, read, and eat snacks)
- Separate shower/bathtub (luxury!)
- Shower (see separate shower/bathtub)
- Slippers (YES!)
- Smoke detector (safe!)
- Socket near the bed (godsend for phone charging)
- Sofa (more lounging!)
- Soundproofing (bliss!)
- Telephone (for room service… and avoiding people)
- Toiletries (smelled lovely)
- Towels (fluffy heaven)
- Umbrella (useful, because Manchester)
- Visual alarm (important for safety)
- Wake-up service (needed it!)
- Wi-Fi [free] (mentioned already… but important)
- Window that opens. (fresh air!)
It was all very comfortable, and clean. The room sanitization opt-out was a nice touch, acknowledging the hyper-aware times we live in. And the room decorations weren't too naff.
Food, Glorious Food (and My Stomach's Protests):
Okay, I’m a foodie. So, let's dive in.
- Restaurants: There are restaurants (plural!)! A la carte, buffet, vegetarian, western, international, Asian - you name it, they practically had it.
- The Buffet: Breakfast [buffet] was…epic. I'm talking mountains of pastries (yes!), endless bacon (double yes!), and enough coffee to fuel a small army. Breakfast service was on point. And Asian breakfast was a good option.
- The Bar: Happy hour was a definite highlight. A proper bar with good cocktails. Poolside bar seemed fun, but I couldn't actually use it.
- The Room Service: Let's be honest, 24-hour room service [24-hour] is a game-changer. They had it, and I used it. Multiple times. And the bottle of water they brought? Godsend.
- The Snacks: Coffee shop and snack bar available, and there was desserts in restaurant. Could have gained a stone by the end!
The Alternative meal arrangement option really shows that attention to detail…it's just… you do not need it, I promise!
Ways to Relax (and My Attempt to Avoid All Human Contact):
Here’s where the DoubleTree really shines.
- Spa & Sauna & Pool: The Spa was incredible. Massages, oh my god, the massage was divine! The sauna was hot and very relaxing. The swimming pool [outdoor] was freezing, because Manchester.
- The Gym: I did use the Fitness center. I saw only one other person there - SCORE!
- Other Relaxy Things: I didn't get the Body scrub or Body wrap, but they sounded tempting. I wanted a Foot bath, but the Steamroom was enough for one day!
Cleanliness and Safety (Because COVID, Sigh):
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Check.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Check.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: Yep.
- Safe dining setup: Yes.
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Absolutely.
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items: Of course.
The Hygiene certification on display was reassuring. Honestly, I felt pretty safe. They're not messing around. And the physical distancing of at least 1 meter was mostly followed.
Services and Conveniences (The Less Glamorous, but Still Important, Stuff):
- Concierge: Helpful fellows.
- Daily housekeeping: Essential, really.
- Laundry service: Didn’t use it, felt lazy enough.
- Luggage storage: Handy.
- Car park [free of charge]: Great, if you have a car.
- Cashless payment service: Modern times.
- Elevator: Necessary.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Excellent.
- Dry cleaning: For the fancy folk.
- Currency exchange: Essential for international travellers.
Things to Do (Beyond Hiding in My Room):
Honestly, I spent most of my time in my room. But…
- Manchester: You are in Manchester, which is a fantastic place to be. You can get to United using the airport transfer or a taxi service
For the Kids (Because I’m Not One, So I’m Not Completely Sure):
- They had a Babysitting service and Kids facilities, and were Family/child friendly. Can't give it a full review, as I don't have any!
The Bottom Line (Is It Worth It?):
Look, this wasn’t cheap. But was it worth it? For a proper getaway, a chance to recharge, maybe even pretend to be a high-roller for a few days? Yeah, it probably was. The location is great, the staff were friendly (mostly - some seemed a little… tired), and the facilities are top-notch. It wasn't perfect, but it was good. Real good. The main thing that made it stand out wasn´t the luxury, it was the service. They really do care.
My Recommendation: Book It (If You
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain’t your grandma’s perfectly polished travelogue. We’re heading to the DoubleTree by Hilton in Manchester, Piccadilly. Prepare for glitches, giggles, and the genuine, messy reality of a solo traveller… Me!
DoubleTree Manchester: A Week of Sorts (Because Let's Be Honest, I'm Winging It)
Day 1: Arrival & That Dreaded Hotel Room
Morning (ish): Landed in Manchester. Honestly, the flight was fine. Airport security? A blur of trying not to look suspicious (I always look suspicious). My luggage, a surprisingly cheery, bright red thing with wheels that squeak with existential dread, finally rolled onto the carousel. Found myself thinking, "Right, Manchester, are you ready for me?" Said it out loud. Probably looked mad.
Afternoon: Took the train to Piccadilly. The train looked… fine. Clean enough, anyway. Got to the hotel. The DoubleTree lobby? Shiny, smelled like a good air freshener, and had a ridiculously friendly person at the front desk. Check-in? Smooth as a baby's bottom. Or so I thought.
The Room Horror Story: Okay, so the room. The pictures online promised a spacious haven of relaxation. What I got was… a room. A room that was, in the words of my inner monologue, "Functionally adequate." The view? A brick wall. My first thought? "Well, this is going to be interesting." Spent a solid fifteen minutes battling with the thermostat, because I swear it was both freezing and sweltering at the same time. Ended up just shoving the window open. The brick wall felt a little judgmental.
Evening: Tried to go for a walk but it was raining, as is Manchester’s thing. Ended up at the hotel restaurant and devoured a pizza. It was… fine. But I was lonely, so I felt like it needed more sauce. The pizza felt like the room: “Functionally adequate”. Tried to read a book. Dozed. Day one, a mixed bag.
Day 2: Football Dreams & Fish 'n' Chips Fail
Morning: Okay, this is where things get a little… obsessive. I’m a HUGE Man U fan. (Don't judge me. It's my weakness). So, this morning? Woke up practically vibrating with anticipation. Took a bus to Old Trafford. Wandering around the stadium… it's magic. Just pure, unadulterated joy. I took about a million photos. Probably looked like a total tourist. Couldn't care less.
Afternoon: Okay, so I was feeling triumphant after the stadium visit. Needed food. Fish and chips! Quintessential British experience, right? Found a place near the hotel that looked promising. Ordered. Took a bite. Okay, maybe I'm just spoiled because I get good fish and chips at home. It was… greasy. Under-seasoned. My face probably said it all. Managed to eat maybe half. Dejected. Truly, truly dejected. Felt like all the glory of Old Trafford had been washed away by a wave of oily disappointment.
Evening: Attempted to salvage the day. Found a pub near the hotel. Cozy! Ordered a pint. Talked to a guy at the bar. He was from Liverpool. Awkward small talk about football ensued. We ended up kind of bonding over our shared love of… well, beer. Found that there's joy in the simple things after all.
Day 3: The Manchester Museum & Existential Crises
Morning: The breakfast at the DoubleTree? Surprisingly good. Free, which always wins me over. Eggs. Bacon. Toast. The works. Felt human again. Then, off to the Manchester Museum. Didn't really expect to feel so moved. The exhibits on ancient Egypt were absolutely astounding. Like, seriously. So, I kind of wandered around, feeling oddly small and insignificant, pondering the fleeting nature of existence. Then, went to the museum café and had a coffee. Coffee helped.
Afternoon: Wandered around the city center. It's a vibrant, chaotic place. Loved it. Loved the architecture. Loved the general… energy. Got rained on again. Started daydreaming about moving to Manchester. Then snapped out of it and realized I was still wearing my fish and chips misery face.
Evening: Tried another pub. This one was also okay. Ordered lasagne. It was… fine. Starting to see a pattern here? Found myself people-watching. Thought about what my life was going to be. Thought about growing old. Also thought, hey, maybe I’ll order some more drinks just in case.
Day 4: Shopping & Hotel Gym Shenanigans
Morning: Went shopping. Went to Marks & Spencer, found a lovely scarf. Felt good.
Afternoon: Hotel gym. I am not a gym person. But, felt guilty about the pizza and the lasagne. Dragged myself there. It was… tiny. Did some half-hearted cardio while eyeing the weight machines. Probably looked ridiculous. Ended up spending more time watching the hotel TV than actually exercising. Realized maybe it's a sign that I shouldn't be at a gym.
Evening: Room got a bit better. Went out for a burger; it was not bad. The burger was good. Had a late night and watched a bad movie on TV.
Day 5: The Manchester Cathedral and Unintentional Wanderings
Morning: Visited Manchester Cathedral. Absolutely beautiful. The stained glass windows were breathtaking. It really made me feel centered. Spent a lot of time just sitting, taking it all in.
Afternoon: Got lost. (Shocking, I know!). Ended up walking around a part of the city I hadn't seen before. Found a quirky little street with independent shops. Bought a vintage record. It felt like a happy accident. Manchester, you little charmer.
Evening: Final pint near the hotel. Sat at the bar, feeling content. Manchester, I’m kind of glad I came.
Day 6: Leaving & The Aftermath
Morning: Pack. Sigh. Another brick wall for a room picture. Had one last DoubleTree breakfast. Checked out. Said goodbye. The red luggage squeaks its way onto the train.
Afternoon: Back to the airport.
Evening: Home. Am I glad I went alone? Yeah. Despite the brick wall rooms, the fish and chips fail, my own internal drama, and the general messiness of it all, it was… perfectly imperfect. I'd go back. Maybe. But next time, better fish and chips. And hopefully, a room with a view that isn't a brick wall.
So, there you have it. A travelogue with all the warts and all. And honestly? That’s the best kind, isn't it? See you on the road. Probably looking slightly lost.
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