Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Your Dream Stay at L'Artist Hotel, Tours, France!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from… well, let's just say living the dream at L'Artist Hotel in Tours, France. And honestly? I'm still trying to peel myself off the ceiling. This isn't your grandma's hotel review, folks. This is a full-blown, unfiltered, slightly-obsessed-with-the-spa-and-the-pool-with-a-view, deep dive.
First Impressions (and a Whole Lot of "OMG")
Right from the moment I wheeled my suitcase through the front door (and yeah, they've got solid accessibility – more on that later!), I was hit with… well, art. Everywhere. And not just the generic hotel art you’re used to seeing, this was the real deal. I’m talking vibrant canvases, sculptures that made me stop and stare, and a general vibe of "this place gets it." I mean, the name's L'Artist, right? They delivered! The 24-hour front desk was welcoming, and the check-in/out [express] option was a lifesaver after my transatlantic flight. Because let's be real, nobody wants to chit-chat when they're fueled by airplane peanuts and desperate for a nap.
But before the nap, I had to explore! They had facilities for disabled guests and an elevator, so maneuvering was a breeze. The CCTV in common areas and security [24-hour] gave me a good sense of security, even if I was still a little discombobulated.
The Room: My Personal Parisian Paradise
Okay, so I’m not gonna lie, I booked a room with the extra long bed, because, well, I'm a human octopus. And it was pure bliss. That blackout curtains? Chef's kiss. Seriously, the real star of the show was the bathroom. I mean, a separate shower/bathtub combo? The bathrobes? Sigh. Total luxury. I also appreciated the little things, like the complimentary tea and free bottled water. Plus, that in-room safe box was perfect for keeping my passport… and my stash of French macarons. (Don't judge. It was research.)
Let's be real, though, the Wi-Fi [free] was a game changer. I needed to document my Parisian adventure, and that solid connection allowed me to Instagram every croissant, every charming cobblestone street, and every… well, you get the picture. Plus, the Internet access – wireless and Internet access – LAN options meant I could catch up on some work (yeah, right!).
Food, Glorious Food (and Drinks!)
Okay, the food at L'Artist… Wow. Talk about an a la carte in restaurant experience! I'm a total breakfast fiend, and the Asian breakfast? Unbelievable. The Western breakfast? Also fantastic! I may have had both. Several times. Seriously, the breakfast [buffet] was a glorious display of pastries, fresh fruit, and… I'm getting hungry again. Also worth mentioning were the restaurants serving both Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, and both Western cuisine in restaurant, with a coffee/tea in restaurant, and a desserts in restaurant, all set in a gorgeous and sophisticated background.
And the poolside bar? Oh, the poolside bar. Picture this: me, sprawled out on a sun lounger, sipping a ridiculously delicious cocktail, with the sun glinting off the water. Happy hour? Let's just say I made the most of it. And for those late-night munchies, the snack bar was a lifesaver. Or you can chose room service [24-hour] if you want more private experience.
Spa Time: My Soul Recharged
Now, this is where L'Artist truly shines. The spa is… well, it's the stuff of legends. I opted for the body scrub and body wrap, and my skin felt like silk afterwards. I’d never tried a foot bath before, but let me tell you, it's the ultimate in pampering. And the sauna, the steamroom, the massage… Pure, unadulterated bliss. I swear I could feel my stress melting away with every blissful moment. They even had a pool with view!! Yes, a POOL. WITH A VIEW!
I literally went to the spa every day. I mean, come on, how can you not? They even had a gym/fitness center for the truly dedicated, but let's be honest, I spent most of my time horizontal.
Cleanliness and Safety: Peace of Mind in a Post-Pandemic World
Alright, let's talk about the practicalities. L'Artist clearly takes cleanliness and safety seriously. They had Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and the staff was meticulous about physical distancing of at least 1 meter. I saw the professional-grade sanitizing services in action. The Staff trained in safety protocol, Safe dining setup, and Hand sanitizer everywhere made me feel really comfortable. Plus, they had individually-wrapped food options. I also noticed that there were rooms sanitized between stays. They had Room sanitization opt-out available, and there were Cashless payment service available. In fact, the hygiene was Hygiene certification quality.
Amenities and Extras: Making it Magical
They had a Fitness center, a convenience store, and a gift/souvenir shop (perfect for picking up some last-minute gifts). The car park [free of charge] was a massive bonus, especially considering the price of parking in some areas. Plus, there´s a car park [on-site] available! And if you had a car, you could use the Car power charging station! They offered laundry service, dry cleaning, and ironing service too, so I didn't have to pack a suitcase full of wrinkly clothes. I also had a pleasant experience with services like concierge, luggage storage, and daily housekeeping.
Things to Do (Besides Blissing Out)
Okay, so maybe I spent most of my time blissing out, but Tours itself is fantastic. The hotel is super well-located, so exploring the city was easy. You could even use the taxi service if you're not in the mood of walking. They even have a Bicycle parking!
My Overall Verdict: Book It. Now.
Seriously, folks. This hotel is incredible. L'Artist Hotel isn't just a place to sleep. It's an experience. It's a sanctuary. It's a place where you can truly unwind, indulge, and recharge. From the stunning art to the impeccable service, everything about this hotel screams luxury. And the spa? Oh, the spa… It's worth the price of admission alone.
Here's the Messy, Honest Truth: Yes, there are minor imperfections…
Okay, maybe the coffee in the room could have been a bit stronger. And maybe the elevator was a touch slow at times. But honestly? Those are just nitpicks. The overall experience was so overwhelmingly positive that these tiny things didn't even register.
My Anecdote (and the Moment I Fell in Love)
I'll tell you what really sealed the deal for me: it was the second day, I was in the spa, getting the body wrap, it was one of those moments when you feel like you've been reborn. Suddenly, I hear this knock on the door, and the most attentive staff, who spoke with me, asking if I was comfortable. She even offered me some complementary mineral water while I was waiting for my next treatment.
That little touch of kindness, that genuine care… that’s what sets L'Artist apart. They don’t just offer luxury; they offer heart.
Booking Offer: Your Parisian Dream Awaits!
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- A complimentary upgrade to a room with a balcony (subject to availability!) - Because who doesn't want a little bit of extra Parisian charm?
- A free bottle of champagne upon arrival - To get you started on your relaxation journey!
- A special discount on spa treatments - Because everyone deserves a little pampering.
- (Limited time offer!) A free breakfast upgrade to include the Asian Breakfast! - Because you deserve it!
Don't wait! This offer is for a limited time only. Book your dream stay at L'Artist Hotel today. Trust me; you won’t regret it. You might even come back a slightly better version of yourself. Who knows? I kind of did. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to book my next trip. The spa is calling…
Zagreb Getaway: Cozy Self-Check-In Apartment in the City Center!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, 'cause we're diving headfirst into my trip to Tours, France, specifically the Best Western Plus L'Artist Hotel. Forget the pristine travel brochures – this is the unvarnished, slightly caffeinated truth.
Day 1: Arrival & That Whole "Jet Lagged Blob" Phase
- Morning (ish - let's be honest, it was afternoon): Landed at Charles de Gaulle, that sprawling behemoth of an airport. Passport control… a nightmare. The guy looked bored, I looked haggard. We finally got through, and then… bam!… luggage carousel. We’re standing there for what felt like an eternity, and the baggage conveyor belt just… it stopped. Like it was napping too. Finally, my suitcase trundled out, looking vaguely ashamed. I was equally ashamed of the way I probably looked.
- Afternoon: The train to Tours. Smooth, thankfully. Almost fell asleep on the way… which, given the fatigue, was probably the only way to handle it.
- Late Afternoon/Early Evening: The L'Artist Hotel! – Impressions First, Sleep Later. The hotel… a little… unexpected. The lobby was this blend of modern and, I don't know, artistic? (as the name suggests, duh). The "artist" theme was a little overdone. There were paintings everywhere. Someone clearly had a passion for putting brush to canvas. And me? Jet lag, and I didn't have a passion for anything except collapsing. The room was clean, though… a small victory! Threw my stuff down in a half-hearted attempt at unpacking and then… collapsed on the bed. This is where the "jet-lagged blob" phase truly began. Slept for, like, four glorious hours.
- Evening (ish): Woke up. Famished. Wandered down to the hotel restaurant. "Cozy" would be the word. Tiny. I fumbled with the French menu (thank God for Google Translate!) and ordered something I thought was a simple soup, but it turned out to be a bowl of… things. Fishy things, creamy things, things I'm still not sure I can pronounce. Ate it anyway, mostly because my stomach was talking louder than my brain. It was… an experience. Let's leave it at that.
Day 2: The Loire Valley Charm Offensive (Maybe)
- Morning: Woke up… feeling… less like a zombie. Success! Breakfast at the hotel was good enough to wake me. Pastries were involved. That's always a win.
- Morning/Afternoon: Decided to embrace the Loire Valley. Chateau explorations! "Chateau Chenonceau, here I come!" I thought as I booked a guided tour. After the "soup incident" of yesterday, I thought it's best to be guided around the area.
- Chateau Chenonceau: This place… wow. Seriously. Floating over the River Cher – the bridge was absolutely incredible, like something out of a fairytale. The chateau itself? Beautiful. Elegant. And… packed. The tour guide was lovely and she knew everything there was to know about the Chateau and was very enthusiastic. Even though I only retained about 30% of the historical facts that she delivered.
- Post-Chateau: The sheer number of visitors was overwhelming, I must say. It made me feel a little bit… claustrophobic. Needed a break from the beautiful people.
- Afternoon: Found a little patisserie on the way back to the hotel. Needed sugar. Needed caffeine. Bought a croissant. Ate it. Fell in love. Seriously, best croissant of my life.
- Evening: Back at the hotel. Considering a relaxing evening, and a quiet night. Considering. But the hotel's art theme is kind of in my brain, and I am starting to feel the need to wander the town, and discover it by myself.
Day 3: Tours Town & Hidden Gems
- Morning: Tried to sleep in. Didn't work. Jet lag, apparently, is a relentless jerk. Decided to embrace the day and explore the charming streets of Tours.
- Morning/Afternoon:
- Place Plumereau: The heart of the Old Town. Cobblestone streets, half-timbered houses. And… restaurants. Glorious, tempting, calorie-packed restaurants. Spent a good hour just circling, trying to decide where to eat.
- Lunch Disaster: Ended up in a place that looked promising. Sat outside, soaking up the sun. Ordered a "salade" - sounds harmless, right? Oh, how wrong I was. It arrived, piled high with things I didn't recognize, and a dressing that tasted suspiciously like… motor oil? Ate most of it, because I'm apparently a glutton for punishment.
- Afternoon:
- The Basilica of Saint Martin: This one really got to me. Seeing the Basilica was beautiful, really taking in the sight. It was a real moment.
- Wandering: Spent the afternoon just wandering. Getting pleasantly lost. Stumbled upon a tiny, blink-and-you'll-miss-it art gallery. Bought a postcard.
- Evening: Hotel. Tired. Debating room service. The siren's call of Netflix is strong. Perhaps another croissant…
Day 4: The L'Artist Hotel – Revisited & Departure
- Morning: Last breakfast! Savoring the last of the pastries. Feeling surprisingly sad to leave. The hotel, despite its… quirks, had grown on me. The staff were lovely. The location? Excellent. The art? Still a bit much, but you get used to it.
- Afternoon: Packed. Sulked a little. Then reflected on what a truly magical trip it was.
- Afternoon/Evening: Train to Paris. And then… home. But a part of my heart stayed in Tours, French memories, the croissants, and the feeling of getting to explore a new place, a new culture. Until next time, Tours.
Post-Trip Ramblings:
This trip wasn't perfect. There were awkward meals. There were moments of sheer exhaustion. There were moments where I wasn't sure I could stomach another "chateau." But… I loved it. This is the real travel: the good, the bad, and the slightly fishy soup. And that, my friends, is what makes it worth it.
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Okay, Spill the Tea: Is L'Artist Really *That* Luxurious? My Budget is... Well, Let's Just Say 'Frugal-Adjacent'.
Alright, alright, let's be real. "Luxury" these days is thrown around like confetti at a wedding. It's tricky, because you *do* get what you pay for. L'Artist? Look, I'm not going to lie: Yes, it's definitely a step up from the hostel I crashed in during my backpacking days. Think... plush. Think... I swear I felt like I was sinking into the bed – in a good way! Think... a bathrobe so fluffy I almost cried the first time I put it on. (Don't judge. Traveling is hard!)
But here's the deal: Is it "Rolls Royce of Hotels" luxury? Probably not. Is it "I'm going to need a second mortgage after this" luxury? Probably not. Is it "You can smell the money" luxury? Maybe... if the money smells like expensive French perfumes and perfectly brewed espresso. My advice? Start saving now. And check those booking websites. Sometimes, you can snag a ridiculously good deal. I almost choked on my croissant when I saw the price I got – I had to triple-check the dates. Seriously, do it. Worth it to feel like a (slightly broke but incredibly relaxed) queen/king/them.
The Rooms: Are They Actually as Instagrammable as the Photos? (Because, Let's Be Honest, That's Important.)
Alright, the rooms. This is where the "Instagrammable" question comes into play. And the answer is a resounding... YES! Okay, maybe not *exactly* like the photos, because, you know, professional lighting and clever angles. But close! I mean, I snapped *so* many pictures I was ashamed. I even tried to arrange my shoes in a cute little pile, which, frankly, was a struggle after a long day of exploring.
What they *don't* tell you in the photos? The sheer *silence*. I swear, you could hear a pin drop (which, on one occasion, I almost did because I was fumbling for my phone charger). The windows are soundproofed or something, because outside, you're in the charming, bustling heart of Tours. Inside? Zen. Pure, blissful zen. And yes, the decor is chic, modern, and somehow manages to feel both stylish and *comfortable*. It's a balancing act, and they nail it. Seriously, prepare to be jealous of your own Instagram feed.
What about the Breakfast? Is it Worth the Extra Euros? (I'm on a Bread and Butter Budget, People!)
Okay, breakfast. This is where I had a bit of a... moment. Not a *bad* moment, mind you. More like a "Did I just dream that?" moment. The breakfast at L'Artist is... well, it's French. Which means, glorious. Pastries galore! Croissants flakier than a politician's promises! Fresh fruit that tastes like the sun itself. The coffee was… strong. Almost too strong. Okay, it *was* way too strong the first morning, but hey, I adjusted.
Is it worth the extra? Honestly? Yes. Especially if you're a pastry fiend like me. But here's a little secret: the *ambiance* is part of the experience. Eating breakfast in that beautiful dining room, surrounded by lovely people (and the occasional weary traveler like myself), is a treat. Do yourself a favor and spring for it at least once. Trust me. You might just find yourself channeling your inner Julia Child.
Location, Location, Location! How's the Hotel's Placement in Tours? (Are We Talking Walking Distance to Stuff or Uber Hell?)
The location? Brilliant. Okay, maybe not *perfectly* brilliant, because perfection doesn’t exist, but damn close! L'Artist is smack-dab in the middle of things, but somehow it's also a little… tucked away. It's a lovely juxtaposition. You can easily wander to the shops and restaurants(trust me, exploring the narrow streets of Tours is an adventure!), the old town, the cathedral... everything is within walking distance. And the walk? Beautiful. Seriously, you'll practically *want* to get lost (though, if you're anything like me, you probably *will* get lost anyway).
I remember one evening, I was stumbling back from a particularly enjoyable wine tasting (don't judge!) and I was so happy to reach the familiar street of the hotel, even though I hadn't even remembered the name of the street. Honestly, I didn't even need an Uber the entire time. The hotel's location is a major plus. You're right in the thick of things, but you can retreat to your oasis of peace and quiet whenever you need it.
The Staff: Are they actually helpful and friendly, or just pretending to be? (Hotel staff can be hit or miss, let's be honest!)
Ah, the staff. This is where L'Artist *really* shines. Forget pretending – they are genuinely, authentically lovely. From the moment I arrived, I felt welcomed. And no, I’m not just saying that because they probably read these reviews. They were helpful, friendly, and patient with my terrible French (which, let’s be honest, is still mostly hand gestures and panicked expressions).
I had a total "blonde moment"(I have dark hair, but you know what I mean) where I couldn't remember how to operate the coffee machine in my room (seriously, it looked like a spaceship!). I called down to reception, mortified, and they were so kind and helpful. They didn't laugh (to my face, anyway!). They patiently walked me through it. I even got a little lesson in French coffee culture. That kind of genuine service? That's the stuff that elevates a stay from "nice" to "memorable". Seriously, give them a bonus. They deserve it.
Is There a Bar? And More Importantly, Are the Cocktails Good? (Priorities, people!)
Now we're talking! Yes, there is a bar. And the cocktails are… *chef's kiss*. Seriously, they're good. *Really* good. The kind of good that makes you want to order another one, and then another one, and maybe even a (delicious) snack to go with it. The ambiance is perfect. Dim lighting, comfortable seating, and a certain *je ne sais quoi* that just screams "relax and enjoy yourself."
I distinctly remember one evening, I spent a good hour or two perched at the bar, chatting with the bartender about the best local wines, local sights, and everything. I discovered a new favorite cocktail (which I will now forever associate with my trip to ToursNomadic Stays
