Lisbon Luxury: Av. Liberdade II Flat - Sparkling Clean & Safe!
Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into the Lisbon Luxury: Av. Liberdade II Flat - Sparkling Clean & Safe! experience. Forget the dry, robotic reviews - this is the real deal, warts and all (though, spoiler alert, from what I've gathered, the warts are few and far between!).
First off, the name is a mouthful, isn't it? "Lisbon Luxury: Av. Liberdade II Flat - Sparkling Clean & Safe!" Rolls right off the tongue… NOT. But hey, let's break it down and see if the actual experience lives up to the hype.
Cleanliness & Safety: Obsessively Clean, Which is Exactly What I Need Right Now
Okay, let's address the elephant (or maybe the germ) in the room: cleanliness. The “Sparkling Clean & Safe!” part isn't just marketing fluff. It sounds like they're practically battling invisible armies of… well, whatever makes you sick. And frankly? In today's world, that's a HUGE selling point. They've got the whole arsenal:
- Anti-viral cleaning products? YES. Thank god.
- Daily disinfection in common areas? You betcha. I can picture the staff with those UV wands, blasting away any rogue cooties. Love it.
- Rooms sanitized between stays? Absolutely. My germaphobe side is already breathing a sigh of relief.
- Professional-grade sanitizing services? Check. These aren’t your average cleaning crew.
- Hand sanitizer? Everywhere. Like, practically fountains of the stuff.
- Individually-wrapped food options? Yep. For the truly paranoid (ahem, me), this is gold.
- Staff trained in safety protocol? Hopefully they're not too trained. I'd hate to feel like I was being watched on a security cam.
So, yeah. Cleanliness: A+ so far. I'm already feeling less likely to need the "Doctor/nurse on call".
Now, let's be real, the "Room sanitization opt-out available" is hilarious. Like, "Nah, I'll take my chances with the plague, thanks!" (just kidding, please don't do that).
Accessibility: Not Just an Afterthought, Hopefully
This is crucial, and sadly, often overlooked. While the description doesn't shout about accessibility, it does mention "Facilities for disabled guests" and "Elevator”. This is a good start, but more detailed info would be good. Hopefully they've thought beyond the basics, to things like wheelchair-friendly bathrooms, easy access to the restaurants, pool etc… fingers crossed.
Internet & Techy Stuff: Wi-Fi Everywhere! (Praise the Lord)
Okay, let's cut to the chase: Wi-Fi in all rooms! and even Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! I'm a travel blogger. This is how I survive. No dodgy hotel Wi-Fi that cuts out every five minutes? That alone is a major selling point. "Internet access - wireless" is a given in any modern hotel, but the fact that they shout about the free Wi-Fi makes me optimistic.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa Shenanigans and Poolside Bliss?
Now we're talking. Lisbon is amazing, but sometimes, you just want to chill. And this place seems to have the goods.
Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Massage, and Spa: Okay, yes, please! After a long day of exploring Lisbon's hills, a massage sounds divine. I'm picturing myself, face down, inhaling all the delicious essential oils, and slowly melting into a puddle of pure bliss.
Swimming pool [outdoor] & Pool with view: This is a big one for me. A rooftop pool with a view of the city? Sold. Bring on the Instagrammable moments, and the cocktails, poolside.
Fitness center: Gotta work off all those Pastel de Natas, right? (that is IF i decide to go. I'm not a gym person, but the option is there)
Dining, Drinking & Snacking: Food, Glorious Food!
Alright, chow time! And it sounds like there are options galore.
- Restaurants: Plural! That’s good news. Variety is the spice of life, and all that.
- A la carte in restaurant & Buffet in restaurant: This screams options. I like options. A buffet is good but can be a bit… chaotic. A la carte means fancy schmancy plates.
- Bar & Poolside bar: Cocktails, yes. Cocktails next to pool, even more yes.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant & Coffee shop: Because, you know, caffeine is essential.
- Room service [24-hour]: This is the ultimate luxury. Especially after a long flight. Or a late night (and a few cocktails).
- Breakfast [buffet] & Breakfast service: I am a buffet lover, but I'm also a "breakfast in room" type person, so I'll have to try that.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
Okay, this is where a hotel can really shine, or fall flat on its face.
- Concierge: Crucial. Need restaurant recommendations? Booking tours maybe? That's what they're there for.
- Daily housekeeping: Yes, please! I'm on vacation, I can't be bothered with cleaning.
- Dry cleaning & Laundry service: Practical. I'm not a fan of doing laundry on holiday.
- Currency exchange & Cash withdrawal: Useful, but not always essential.
- Luggage storage: Because sometimes you arrive early. Or leave late.
- Safety deposit boxes: Always a good idea. Gotta keep those valuables safe.
For the Kids: Babysitters and Kid's Meals
I don't currently have kids, but this place seems kid-friendly:
- Babysitting service & Family/child friendly: Good for parents
- Kids meal: Because even in a fancy hotel kids need chicken nuggets.
Getting Around: Location, Location, Location
- Airport transfer: Essential. A smooth arrival is always a good thing.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, & Valet parking: This is useful, even if you don't have a car. (taxis are the best.)
Available in all rooms: The Essentials and the Extras
This is where the rubber meets the road. Does this really feel like a luxury flat?
- Air conditioning: Yes, please. Summer in Lisbon can be brutal.
- Coffee/tea maker: Crucial for early morning caffeine fixes.
- Free bottled water: Nice touch.
- Hair dryer: Essential.
- High floor: Gives you the view! (though does this affect accessibility?)
- In-room safe box: A must for peace of mind.
- Internet access – wireless & Free Wi-Fi: As discussed…
- Mini bar: Perfect for a sneaky nightcap.
- Bathrobes & Slippers: Luxury!
- Towels: I need towels.
- Wake-up service: For those early tours.
- Blackout curtains: YES. Because, jet lag. And late nights.
The Little Things: The Devil's in the Details
- Additional toilet: Bonus!
- Desk & Laptop workspace: Perfect for me while I work.
- Mirror: Gotta check your hair, you know.
- Seating area, Sofa: Nice for relaxing.
- Window that opens: Fresh air is always a must.
- Non-smoking: Good to know.
- Soundproofing: Crucial for a good night's sleep
My Verdict: Is It Worth It?
Okay, let's be honest. Based on this information, Lisbon Luxury: Av. Liberdade II Flat - Sparkling Clean & Safe! is ticking A LOT of boxes. The cleanliness is a huge draw, and the amenities are impressive. The central location on Avenida da Liberdade is obviously a bonus: shops, restaurants, and transport links are super nearby.
The Anecdote: I've stayed in supposedly 'luxury' hotels before that were anything but. The picture on the website, the descriptions? Lies. The reality? Grimy, noisy, and a total letdown. So, I'm approaching this with that in mind. But the sheer volume of what's on offer here is compelling. The details make me hope they have it all right.
My Emotional Reaction?
I'm excited. Seriously. I'm already picturing myself lounging by that pool, margarita in hand, soaking up the Lisbon sunshine. Even better, I have a feeling that my germophobia will be at least partially soothed.
The Imperfections (and Things I Would LOVE to See):
- Detailed Accessibility Information: Please, please, please. Tell me how accessible it really is.
Okay, here’s a wildly imperfect, gloriously messy, and utterly human travel itinerary for a stay at PS LISBON FLATS-Av Liberdade II, complete with all the imperfections and emotional rollercoaster you could possibly want. Buckle up, buttercups. This is going to be a ride.
PS LISBON FLATS - AV LIBERDADE II: A Lisbon Whirlwind (Or, How I Tried to Be a Tourist and Mostly Just Got Lost & Found Myself)
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Panic (and a Pinch of Delight)
- 10:00 AM (Lisbon Time, Subject to Airline Delays): Land at Lisbon Airport. Immediately question every life decision leading up to this point. Is my Portuguese rusty? (Yes. Very.) Did I remember to pack my… (checks frantically)… passport? Yes! Victory. Now to survive the airport chaos. The signs are… well… Portuguese. Wish me luck.
- 11:00 AM: Find the designated airport shuttle. Or, at least, attempt to find the designated airport shuttle. Wander around looking vaguely like a confused pigeon. Eventually, after a lot of pointing and embarrassed smiling, I stumble on a friendly-looking Portuguese man who points me in the right direction. He’s probably used to this.
- 12:00 PM: Arrive at PS Lisbon Flats. The building looks… good. Modern, clean, and reassuring after the airport madness. The "Clean&Safe" stamp? Blessedly reassuring. I have an immediate and irrational worry about bedbugs. (I saw ONE TikTok. Don’t judge me). The key situation? Confusing. But with a deep breath and a shaky hand, it's handled. Success!
- 12:30 PM: The apartment! It's… lovely. Seriously. Pictures don’t lie this time. It's bright, spacious, and smells faintly of (hopefully cleaning) products. I want to hug the little balcony. I resist. I'm trying to be a sophisticated traveler. Fail. Hug the balcony anyway. A little bit anyway, its too sunny and pretty not to.
- 1:00 PM: Unpack. Or rather, attempt to unpack. I get distracted by the view from the window. Lisbon is… stunning. That's the sophisticated word, at least. My real internal monologue is more like: "Holy crap, this is beautiful! Must… take… 100… photos…"
- 2:00 PM: The first meal. Find a local cafe for Pastel de Nata. You know, the quintessential Lisbon experience. (Goes to the nearest cafe. Cries.) I burn my mouth trying to be cool, and I immediately regret not having the foresight to bring my own wet wipes to dab off the egg custard.
- 3:00 PM: First walk. I attempt to walk down Avenida da Liberdade, which I'm told is the glamorous shopping street. I promptly take a wrong turn somewhere and end up… I'm not entirely sure where. Maybe some back alleys? I'm convinced I'm being watched. I walk faster, trying to pretend I'm not lost. It doesn't work. Eventually, I find my way back to a main street, triumphant and slightly sweaty.
- 4:00 PM: A gelato break! Because even lost, I deserve a treat. (Seriously. All the calories, all the gelato. It just hits different, and it's so damn worth it.) Then feel a tinge of guilt for all the walking I didn't do.
- 5:00 PM: I take a deep breath and dive back into my book on the balcony, people-watching. A perfect moment.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Attempt to find a "charming, authentic" restaurant. I consult the TripAdvisor app, get lost, and end up in a tourist trap. The food? Mediocre. The price? Not. But, hey, I've paid for it. At least I'm learning!
- 9:00 PM: Collapse on a very comfortable bed. Stare at the ceiling, replaying the day's events. Feeling a mix of satisfaction, exhaustion, and the lingering scent of egg custard.
Day 2: The Tram 28 Debacle (and a Little Bit of Redemption)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up. Slightly less panicked. Coffee and maybe a yogurt?
- 10:00 AM: The Tram 28! Everyone raves about it. I'm going to ride Tram 28! I am so excited. I mean, I'm still terrified of the crowd, but I'm going to see the highlights of Lisbon via a charming vintage tram.
- 10:30 AM: Arrive at the Tram 28 stop. A mob scene. Complete and utter chaos. Tourists elbowing each other. Locals looking utterly unimpressed. Stare at the crowd with widening eyes. "Oh great, so it's going to be like that."
- 11:00 AM: The tram arrives. I decide to battle the crowd. Big mistake. I get shoved, I nearly trip, and I end up crammed in like a sardine. My bags are squashed. My emotions are bruised. I feel the weight of the world and the heat of the sun all at once.
- 11:30 AM: Finally get off the tram, two stops later. The whole thing lasts maybe five minutes. I'm covered in sweat and the aroma of nervous strangers. I am ready to riot.
- 12:00 PM: Okay, plan B. I retreat to a quiet cafe in Alfama. Order a coffee and a desperately needed cake. Watch the world go by. Feel my anger slowly dissipate. This is more like it.
- 1:00 PM: Wander through Alfama's winding streets. Get delightfully lost. Discover a hidden courtyard. Hear someone playing guitar. It's beautiful. It's magical. It almost makes up for the Tram 28 experience. Almost.
- 2:30 PM: Find a tiny, unassuming restaurant for lunch. The food is amazing. The wine is cheap. The joy is pure.
- 4:00 PM: Visit the São Jorge Castle. The views are worth it! (I'm starting to sound like a travel guide, aren't I?). Still, gorgeous. Even I have to admit it. Take 500 more photos of the view.
- 6:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Take a long, hot shower. Wash away the tram trauma.
- 7:30 PM: Dinner. Find a restaurant with live Fado music. It’s beautiful. It's heartbreaking. I cry a little.
- 9:00 PM: Go to bed, feeling like I've lived a whole week. Realize I haven't even been here two days.
Day 3: Belém & a Bit of Unexpected Joy
- 9:00 AM: Coffee. Pastel de Nata. (Yup, still obsessed).
- 10:00 AM: Take the train to Belém. The Jerónimos Monastery! The Belém Tower! All the historical places! (Actually, the train is pretty easy, so that’s a win!)
- 11:00 AM: Wander around Jerónimos Monastery. It's HUGE. It's ornate. It's… impressive. I think I need a history lesson to fully appreciate it.
- 12:30 PM: Belém Tower. More impressive. The views from the tower. The water, the breeze, the sun. Suddenly, I feel like I understand the age of discoveries, at least in a superficial way.
- 1:30 PM: Pastéis de Belém. THE originals. The best. The line is long, but it's worth it. I eat two. Maybe three. No regrets.
- 3:00 PM: Find a park and just sit. People-watching. Breathing in the air. This is it. I don't have to do anything. Just… be.
- 4:00 PM: Decide to try the Tuk-tuk. It is, in fact, a tourist trap. But it's FUN. And the driver tells really bad jokes, which makes it even better.
- 6:00 PM: Head back to the apartment, feeling content.
- 7:30 PM: Cook dinner in the apartment. Actually! I cook a semi-decent meal!
- 9:00 PM: Drink wine on the balcony, watching the sunset. Lisbon, my friend… you’re okay.
Day 4: Departure (or “Will I Ever Leave?”)
- 9:00 AM: Coffee. One last Pastel de Nata. Maybe two.
- 10:00 AM: Pack. Try to remember where I put my phone charger. Fail. Find it anyway.
- 11:00 AM: Do one last walk down Avenida da Liberdade. It feels different now. I know the way
Lisbon Luxury: Av. Liberdade II Flat - Sparkling Clean & Safe! - REALLY? Let's Talk About It... Honestly.
So, "Sparkling Clean"? Is that, like, marketing speak or the real deal? Because I’ve been burned before.
Okay, here’s the lowdown. “Sparkling” *is* used a bit liberally in the travel world, right? Like, "cosy" means "tiny," usually. But honestly? This place was… well, it was *pretty* damn clean. I'm a bit of a clean freak, disaster in my own apartment, but judgey everywhere else, you know? I actually did that thing where you check under the beds and the sofa cushions. (Don’t judge, everyone does it!) And… nothing. Seriously. Not a stray sock, not dust bunnies plotting world domination. I was actually impressed. This is not the norm. I even found some of those little cleaning wipes and, well, I just had to. Obsessively wiped down the kitchen counter, just to be sure. And you know what? The wipe came up… clean. Score!
"Av. Liberdade"... Sounds fancy. Is it *too* fancy? Did you feel like you were walking on eggshells?
Okay, so Avenida da Liberdade *is* fancy. No denying that. Think designer shops, high-end restaurants, the whole shebang. My first thought was, "Uh oh, am I going to look like a total tourist dolt in my comfy sneakers?" And honestly? Probably, yes. But you know what? After a day, I kind of embraced it. The people-watching is *amazing*. I mean, the cars! I spotted a Lamborghini, a Rolls Royce *and* a vintage Porsche all within an hour. I'm used to a Fiat Punto. It was a bit intimidating at first, sure. But then I realised, everyone's so busy looking flashy that they're not paying attention to *you*. It's actually kinda freeing. Plus, the location is a total win! Everything is within walking distance or a short taxi ride. And the apartment itself? It feels safe and secure, which is important considering the area's high-end.
Safety! They keep banging on about it. Did you feel safe? And more importantly, did you *sleep* safe? (I'm a light sleeper!)
This is a big one. I'm a worrier. I *need* to feel safe. And yes... I did. The apartment building felt secure, with a proper entrance and security measures. I felt comfortable walking around at night, which is huge for me. And the apartment itself? The locks, the windows, everything felt solid. Look, I never slept *perfectly* - I'm a light sleeper, as you pointed out. The traffic noise on Av. Liberdade *can* be a bit much, especially if you're not used to it. And the local church bells did chime at, like, 7 AM. But I took earplugs, and that took care of *most* of it. Honestly, I felt *much* safer than I do in my own city. It really gave me peace of mind. The peace of mind I needed to sample all the delicious Pastel de Nata.
Anything you *didn't* like? Be honest! Let's hear the dirt!
Okay, okay, the dirt. Here's the thing. The *only* real downside – and it’s a small one – is the elevator. It's an older building, so don't expect a super-modern, silent, high-speed elevator. It does the job, but it's... characterful. Meaning? A bit creaky, a bit slow, and a bit claustrophobic. Fine if you're alone, less so if you're trapped in there with a group of overly-perfumed tourists. (True story. I survived, but it was touch and go.) Another minor thing: the view from the apartment wasn't *mind-blowing*. It was pleasant – you could see the street and some of the buildings – but not postcard-perfect. But honestly? Those are small prices to pay for cleanliness, security, and a location like that.
Let's talk about the kitchen. Did it have all the essentials? Because I *need* my morning coffee.
The kitchen! Crucial. And yes, it had the essentials. Coffee maker? Check. (Thank god! My life is powered by caffeine.) A decent fridge? Check. Cookware? Check. Basic utensils? Check. I even found a few (small) containers for leftovers. They even included a good selection of glasses. Look, it's not a professional chef's kitchen, but it's perfectly adequate for making breakfast and a few simple meals. I actually cooked dinner one night (a feat for me, I usually just eat takeout). It was delightful. Saved a bit of money, too, which is always a bonus.
So, overall? Would you recommend it? Spill the tea!
Look, I'm a fairly critical person. I like things to be *good*, but I'm not easily impressed. But? YES. Absolutely. Would I recommend it? One hundred percent. Especially if you're looking for a clean, safe, and well-located base from which to explore Lisbon. The little Elevator's a slight quirk, and yes, it's not cheap, but you are paying for the location and the quality. And honestly, the feeling of safety and cleanliness is worth the price of admission, for me. I'd go back in a heartbeat. Seriously. Book it. You won't regret it. But maybe pack some earplugs! And don't be afraid to embrace the fancy. You deserve it. Now go, eat some Pastel de Nata, explore the city, and have a fantastic time. And if you see the Rolls Royce? Wave at me!
Okay, one last thing: Laundry? Did they have a washing machine? Because, you know, travel clothes.
Yes! Huge win! There was a washing machine. Not just a tiny, useless one, but a proper one. I was able to do a full load of laundry which was a godsend. Seriously, being able to wash my clothes on a longer trip is essential for me. I’m used to backpacking around SE Asia and those places are… not always great for laundry. This was a luxury. It was easy to use and the apartment even came with detergent. Pure convenience. So, yeah, laundry? Big check! One less thing to worry about. Which, as we've established, is a big deal for me.
