Benidorm's BEST All-Inclusive? Gemelos 20 Review (Shocking!)
Benidorm's "BEST All-Inclusive"? Gemelos 20 Review (Shocking! - In a Good Way… Mostly!)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I’m about to spill the sangria on my shocking experience at Gemelos 20 in Benidorm. This isn’t your average, glossy brochure review. This is real, unfiltered, sunburnt-shoulder truth. And let me tell you, after spending a week there, I'm still not sure if I want to hug the place or send it a postcard saying, "Thanks for the memories… and the questionable karaoke." But hey, isn't that what makes a good holiday?
First Impressions: Shiny and… Functional?
The first thing that hits you is… well, a lot of white. Gemelos 20 is sleek, modern, and undeniably big. It’s like a giant, sun-bleached spaceship landed in the middle of Benidorm. Accessibility? Tick! I saw plenty of ramps and elevators, so it seemed pretty darn wheelchair-friendly. No specific horror stories to report here. Score one for inclusivity! The exterior looks fantastic and this sets the stage for what the hotel promises.
Rooms: Sanctuary or Prison?
My room? Air-conditioned heaven! (Thank the lord for that, Benidorm sun is brutal.) The free Wi-Fi also worked like a charm – a huge plus, especially since I rely on my phone to keep my life together. My room had the standard stuff: a comfy bed (extra long, even!), a decent bathroom, and a balcony with a view. The blackout curtains were also a lifesaver.
Now for the "buts…" The decor was a bit clinical, like a hospital room designed by a Swedish minimalist. The in-room safe box was a necessity, but I felt like I was living in a well-designed, yet soulless, hotel. And the complimentary tea was, let’s just say, not exactly Earl Grey’s finest hour. Still, compared to some of the other hotels I've stayed in, this one was up there.
Cleanliness and Safety: A Sanitized Fortress?
COVID-19? Yeah, they take it seriously. The anti-viral cleaning products were probably used everywhere. From the moment you enter the lobby you can see how seriously they take sanitation. I appreciate the effort! And they've got the hand sanitizer stations EVERYWHERE. And the staff… bless their hearts are well informed and wearing the correct protective gear. They even offer you to opt-out of room sanitization if you're feeling brave. It's a reassuring level of attention, and you can tell that they really care!
Dining: Carb-Loading Heaven (and Some Surprises!)
Okay, let’s talk food. This is all-inclusive, so prepare for a buffet bonanza. The breakfast buffet was a classic spread: eggs, bacon, pastries… the usual suspects. It works just as you expect it. The Asian breakfast, I actually really enjoyed, so if you're feeling brave, I'm more than happy to make a recommendation.
The restaurants were varied and a little bit hit and miss. Let's just say I saw a lot of people going for the buffet. Sometimes, you need a big, greasy plate of whatever. The Asian Cuisine in restaurant, however, was the true star! The noodles, the sushi, the entire setup was immaculate.
And, oh, the poolside bar! This is where things got messy (in a good way). Picture this: sunshine, a cocktail in hand (happy hour, yes!), and the rhythmic clinking of glasses. It was the quintessential holiday vibe.
Ways to Relax (and Maybe Get Roasted):
The swimming pool felt incredible, with a view! Lounging by the pool was a mandatory activity. The sauna was pretty great, perfect for sweating out the sins of the previous night. I did get myself a massage at the spa, and oh boy, did I need it! I walked out feeling lighter than a feather, fully relaxed.
Stuff for the Kids (and the Kid in You):
There were kids facilities, and families seemed to be having a blast.
The "Things to Do" That Made My Stay… Memorable
- Karaoke Night: Honestly, I've lost a few friends over this. But it was absolutely HILARIOUS. It was the kind of terrible karaoke that you just couldn't look away from.
- People Watching: Benidorm is a magnet for… characters. The people-watching was epic.
- The Pool Games: Don't worry, I never joined in. I'm not that brave. But I watched with amusement.
The "Shocking" Truth… Is It Worth It?
Look, Gemelos 20 isn't perfect. It's a little sterile in places. However, the good definitely outweighs the bad. I genuinely enjoyed my stay, in the most part.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to descend into the glorious chaos that is Gemelos 20, ALL INCLUSIVE, Benidorm. Honestly, just saying "Benidorm" makes me think of questionable tan lines and the gleam of cheap sangria – and I wouldn't have it any other way. Here's the itinerary, or at least, the general direction our holiday might wander. Warning: May contain traces of existential dread, the overwhelming urge to nap, and far too much tapas.
Day 1: Arrival, Anticipation, and the Terrifying Buffet
Morning (ish, let's be real, probably closer to noon): Flight lands in Alicante. Okay, okay, "lands." More like, "squeaks onto the tarmac, everyone claps, despite the fact that the landing felt like a controlled crash landing." Grab our luggage. Wonder if I remembered to pack that damn adapter. The air hits you – warm, salty, tinged with the promise of adventure… and diesel fumes, of course.
Afternoon: Taxi to Gemelos 20. First impressions? Shiny! Lots of shiny! Lobby gleams, people are buzzing, and I, personally, am running on fumes from the flight. Check-in, which, let's be honest, always feels like a series of slightly panicked questions about your passport and the Wi-Fi password. Finally, we're in the room! Okay, it's… compact. But the balcony view? Oh, the balcony view! Overlooking the pool, the promise of sun, and the vague unease that comes from knowing you're about to spend a week eating everything in sight.
Late Afternoon/Early Evening: The Buffet – Apocalypse Now, But with Paella: Okay, the buffet. This, my friends, is where lives are made and lost. The chaos! The glorious, terrifying chaos. I swear, I saw a woman load her plate with enough potatoes to feed a small army. The sheer volume of food is overwhelming. Do I start with the salad bar and pretend I'm healthy? Probably not. Let's be honest, I'm going straight for the paella. Okay, taste test-ish.. and it does not disappoint.
- Anecdote interlude: My travel companion, bless her heart, got so overwhelmed by the buffet that she just stared blankly at the cheese selection for a good five minutes before retreating to the safety of the bread rolls. I suspect a cheese-related crisis of confidence might be brewing. I, on the other hand, am a woman on a mission. I'm going for that second helping of paella. Maybe third?
Evening: Drinks by the pool. The sun sinks, the sky turns a glorious shade of orange, and the cocktails – they flow. It's a surreal experience, suddenly feeling like a sophisticated traveler again. The music is a mix of cheesy pop and slightly dodgy covers of classics, but I'm too happy to care. Perhaps a few more rounds of cocktails and then straight to bed, to make sure to be ready for the next day's shenanigans
Day 2: Beach Bliss (and the inevitable sunburn)
- Morning: Wake up, with a mild headache and vague memories of karaoke. Realize the sun is already blazing. The sun is calling your name. Head to the beach! Playa de Levante, baby! The sand is soft, the sea is crystal-clear, and the crowds are… well, they're there, but it is absolutely worth it to me.
- Late Morning: Find a spot, slather on the sunscreen (this time!), and plop down. Bliss. The sound of the waves, the warmth on your skin… pure, unadulterated relaxation. Except for the sudden, panicked feeling of being under-prepared, and realizing you forgot your hat. Or your book. Or your dignity… which probably went missing sometime around the second cocktail yesterday.
- Afternoon: Beach life, continued. Swimming in the sea. Dodging rogue beach balls. Watching the world go by. Eating some tasty Spanish snacks - this is paradise!
- Emotional reaction: I love the sun on my skin, but I also hate the sun on my skin. This internal struggle is what keeps me alive, and I love it.
- Evening: Post-beach shower. Discover the first hints of sunburn. Curse myself for not reapplying sunscreen enough. Dinner at the hotel. More buffet shenanigans. More cocktails.
Day 3: Exploring Benidorm (and maybe getting lost)
- Morning: Feeling a little more adventurous today! We decide to actually venture out of the hotel. A stroll along the beachfront promenade is mandatory. The sights! The sounds! The shops selling inflatable flamingos! It's a sensory overload in the best possible way.
- Late Morning: Attempt to find a genuine tapas bar. The map is confusing, the streets are narrow, and my sense of direction is, to put it mildly, challenged. End up wandering in circles for a bit, fueled by frustration and the growing need for a coffee, and then…
- Quirky observation: I swear, half of Benidorm is devoted to "British pubs," and half of the restaurants are designed like some sort of theme park.
- Afternoon: Eventually, we stumble upon a tapas place that seems authentic. The tapas are amazing. The wine is flowing. The world is suddenly a beautiful place again. We sit here for far too long, happily devouring various delectable bites. Honestly, this one place alone is worth the trip. It’s the kind of place that makes you feel instantly at home. It’s the kind of place where you can forget about the worries and anxieties of everyday life.
- Evening: Drinks at a bar on the beach, watching the sunset. Feeling slightly tipsy, but content.
Day 4: Pool Day and Possible Karaoke Cringe
- Morning: Another day, another dip in the pool! The water is a perfect temperature, the sun is shining, and the world feels… well, it feels pretty damn good.
- Afternoon: Lounging by the pool, reading (or pretending to read), people-watching. The pool area is a fascinating microcosm of humanity. There's the family with the screaming kids, the couple who are glued to their phones, the group of friends who seem to be perpetually in hysterics. It's a show, people! And I'm here for it.
- Evening: Karaoke Night - the Deepest Dive of Humiliation: This is going to be either the best or worst night ever. Let's be honest, it's probably going to be both. The bar is buzzing, the drinks are flowing, and the karaoke machine is… well, it's there, and it's taunting me. I give into the inevitable. I feel this deep, primal urge to sing.
- Stream-of-consciousness, Karaoke Edition: Okay, first song: "Sweet Caroline." Everyone's into it. Then comes the inevitable: my turn at the mic. I choose a classic – "Bohemian Rhapsody" – because why not? The key is too high. My voice cracks. People laugh. But… I actually kind of love it. The lack of self-consciousness, the collective energy of the crowd, the sheer ridiculousness of it all… it's pure, unadulterated fun.
- Late Night: Stumbling back to the room, utterly exhausted, but exhilarated. This is what holidays are meant to be.
Day 5: Day Trip (and the inevitable sunburn, part 2)
- Morning: Take a day trip to a surrounding town or village. There's so much to see! We decide to visit somewhere historic.
- Afternoon: wandering around, taking pictures, and absorbing local culture. I buy a few souvenirs that I will probably regret later.
- Emotional reaction: The day trip was a good idea. I wanted to check things off the list of things I wanted to do. The day reminds me of how much I have to be grateful for.
- Evening: Back at the hotel. Dinner, drinks, and a general feeling of contentment. Might hit the karaoke again. Or maybe not, and save myself the embarrassment.
Day 6: The Final Day of Bliss, and the Sweet Taste of Freedom
- Morning: One last breakfast at the buffet. One last attempt to eat everything I can possibly fit on my plate. The staff at the buffet is probably starting to recognize me.
- Afternoon: Relaxing by the pool, one last swim. Saying goodbye to the sun, the sea, and the never-ending supply of cocktails. Realizing that I'm already sad to be leaving.
- Evening: Packing. The eternal struggle. How did I accumulate so much stuff in just six days? Dinner at the hotel. One last farewell drink.
- Late Night: Getting a proper night's sleep. Packing my bags and saying goodbye. It's felt like just yesterday I arrived and found my room. Now, I will carry the memories of this place forever.
Day 7: Departure (and Post-Holiday Blues)
- Morning: Wake up feeling refreshed, but also slightly panicked. Flight time! Check-out. Taxi to the airport. The journey home. The long, slow descent back to reality.
- **After
Alright, Spill the Beans: Is Gemelos 20 "Benidorm's BEST All-Inclusive" like the marketing claims?
Hah! Best? Okay, let's just say the *marketing* department needs a serious reality check. "Best" implies a level of...perfection? Luxury? Nope. Gemelos 20 is more like a wild, chaotic, slightly charming fiesta. Think of it as a budget-friendly gladiator match where the prize is a lukewarm beer and the victory dance is awkwardly trying to grab a sun lounger before the hoard arrives.
Honestly, "best" felt like a bold-faced lie by day two. But...and this is the key...it's *Benidorm*. You go expecting a certain level of…rough around the edges. And in that context? It's alright. It's *fine*. Just don't expect the Ritz. Expect…well, expect Benidorm.
Food: The Eternal Question. What's the Grub Situation Like?
Okay, FOOD. Where do we even start? It's a buffet, so your expectations are, hopefully, appropriately low. The food is... plentiful. There is A LOT of food. And it’s edible. Mostly. Listen, I'm not going to lie, I developed a deep affection for the bread rolls. They were pretty much the one constant I could rely on.
The "themed nights" were a bit of… a theme. We had "Italian" night, which mostly consisted of pasta with questionable sauces. And "Spanish" night, which surprisingly, *also* had pasta…with chorizo. I think. Maybe it was beef. Honestly, after a few days of the buffet, I lost the will to identify meats. Pro tip: Hit the salad bar *early*. Before the wilting really sets in. And for the love of all that is holy, be wary of the *paella*. It's a gamble. A delicious, potentially stomach-aching gamble.
And the snacks! Let me tell you about the snacks. They were available at the pool bar and were generally... processed. Think hotdogs that looked suspiciously like tubes of mystery meat. And the best part? You had to fight for them. Honestly, I saw some ladies, bless their hearts, practically elbow children out of the way for a sausage roll. It was a sight to behold. I'm still laughing about it.
Alcohol. Because, Benidorm. Tell me about the drinks!
Ah, the nectar of the Gods. Or, well, the watered-down version thereof. The drinks are included, which is a massive win in Benidorm. You got your beer, your wine, your generic spirits… and they were plentifully poured. I mean, the bar staff worked *hard*. They were pouring drinks faster than I could down them (and that’s saying something).
The cocktails... well, they were a gamble. You could order a 'Mojito' which tastes suspiciously like lime-flavored water, or you could order a 'Pina Colada' which usually had a bit of a kick. They came in plastic cups, and after a few of those, the finer details of taste were...less important. The goal was just to keep the party going. And the drinks definitely helped with that. Just don't expect top-shelf liquor. This ain't luxury, remember? It's Benidorm! Embrace the chaos!
The Pools: Are they a Refreshing Oasis or a Chaotic Free-For-All?
Okay, the pools... that's where the real Benidorm magic (and occasional drama) happens. There are multiple pools, which is good. Because they get *packed*. Sun loungers? Forget about them. Unless you're up before dawn, armed with a towel and a steely determination. I swear, I saw one woman rope off an entire section with her *scarf*! The audacity! (I secretly admired her.)
The water itself was... refreshing. Clean-ish. There’s always kids! Lots of diving and splashing. If you're a fan of peaceful relaxation, good luck. If you're okay with a bit of splashing and the general hubbub, then embrace it. It’s part of the charm…the *Benidorm* charm. Just keep an eye out for rogue inflatables.
And I *must* tell the story: One morning, I woke up, determined to win the lounger game. I was up before the sun, and I snagged a prime spot, right by the big pool. I settled in, smug as can be. Then, a family came, and they had a mountain of towels, inflatables, and a small child who, I swear, was plotting to take over Spain. They politely, yet relentlessly, took over *my* space. I ended up huddled in a corner, defeated. This is Benidorm in a nutshell. Don't fight it. Just... go with the flow.
What About the Rooms? Are They Clean and Comfortable?
Okay, the rooms. Let's be honest, they're not the highlight reel. Clean-ish. Functional. They've seen better days, let's put it that way. Don't expect fancy. The beds are...well, they're beds. You'll sleep. Eventually.
The best part? The air conditioning. That's your friend in Benidorm. Turn it up, and embrace the cool. The worst? The walls are thin. You will hear your neighbors. Singing, arguing, snoring... you get the picture. Bring earplugs. Seriously. You'll thank me later.
One of the worst things that happened was the 'catastrophe' in our room. The air conditioner was leaking. It was leaking all over the floor. We called reception. And waited. At least the wait made us more immune to the other issues in the room. Eventually, the leak was fixed. And the air conditioner was replaced.
Entertainment: Is There Anything to Do Besides Drink?
Oh, yes! The entertainment. It's... a thing. There are shows, some of which are… good. Some of which are…well, let's just say they're memorable. We had a magician who may or may not have been drunk (I'm leaning towards yes). And a tribute act who sounded remarkably like the actual artist…from about 20 yards away.
The kids' entertainment was a delight! Energetic, enthusiastic, and probably running on pure adrenaline. But hey, it kept the little ones entertained. And that's a win. There was also the all-important bingo. Which is, of course, Benidorm gold. I got *close* one night. So close. *sigh*… The hotel staff makes a good effort, and for the price, it's pretty solid. It's fun. It's Benidorm.
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