Uncover the Hidden Gem: Dimora Novecento, Pescara's Best-Kept Secret!
Dimora Novecento: Pescara's Secret… Is It REALLY a Secret? (My Unfiltered Review!)
Okay, so they call it "Pescara's Best-Kept Secret," right? Dimora Novecento. Honestly, the name sounds a little pretentious. But hey, a friend of a friend (a VERY discerning travel blogger, naturally) swore by it, and after a frantic search for a decent hotel in Pescara (because, let's be honest, booking last minute is always a rollercoaster) I bit the bullet. And, reader, I'm about to unpack it all. Buckle up, 'cause this is gonna be messy.
First Impressions: The Entrance, or, "Where's the Damn Elevator?"
The website made it look all sleek, right? Like some sort of minimalist Italian dream. Reality? A charming, if slightly confusing, entrance. First, the address: "Via (insert fancy Italian verb here) 900." Okay, got it. Then, you’re faced with… a really, really narrow staircase. (Accessibility note: There IS an elevator, thankfully, but it's not the most obvious thing. Getting your huge suitcase up the stairs solo? Nightmare fuel.) The doorman, thankfully, was a lifesaver – super friendly and immediately offered help. And the lobby? Beautiful. Think old-world charm meets modern comfort. Seriously gorgeous. I'm already feeling better, even if I'm slightly concerned about how I'm going to get to my room.
Rooms: My Personal Fortress of Comfort (and Possibly, Slightly Imperfect Air Conditioning…)
Once I finally wrestled myself (and my luggage) into my room, it was… gorgeous. Seriously gorgeous. They weren’t kidding about the "hidden gem" part - in the rooms, it was even more obvious. Available in all rooms: Air conditioning (which, let’s be honest, is essential), Alarm clock to ensure you make the breakfast, Bathtub (YES!), Blackout curtains (HALLELUJAH), Coffee/tea maker (the lifeblood of a traveler!), Complimentary tea, Free bottled water (THANK YOU, HOTEL GODS!), Hair dryer (because frizzy hair is NOT a vibe), In-room safe box (for the paranoid like me, which means all of us, probably), Internet access – wireless (again, a necessity), Ironing facilities (because wrinkles are the enemy), Linens, Mini bar (the sinful siren song of a traveler!), Mirror (for constant self-inspection, naturally!), On-demand movies (hello, late-night slump!), Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels (for when you just need to zone out), Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers (a tiny, luxurious touch!), Smoke detector, Sofa, Soundproofing.
BUT: The air conditioning wasn't stellar. Like, it was there, and it was trying, but it wasn't quite reaching arctic blast levels. And, the first night, the soundproofing wasn't quite up to snuff. (Soundproof rooms are listed, but apparently, my room was on the noisy side. I heard some late night chats.) No biggie, I managed. Eventually, anyway. Still, everything was incredibly comfy, well-appointed, and spotlessly clean. Cleanliness and safety: Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Rooms sanitized between stays, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment. They're taking this seriously, which is reassuring.
Let's Talk Breakfast, Baby! (And Maybe My Lifelong Obsession With Pastries…)
Okay, here's where Dimora Novecento really shines. Breakfast [buffet] - and it's epic. Dining, drinking, and snacking: A la carte in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Bar, Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Snack bar, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant. Honestly, I may have spent a little too much time at the breakfast buffet. Breakfast [buffet]: Croissants, pain au chocolat, fresh fruit… heaven. I was so busy stuffing my face. The Coffee was strong, the service, impeccable. Breakfast in room, Breakfast takeaway service were also available which is great if the dining room feels too busy. I'm pretty sure I tried everything. Okay, maybe I didn't try the soup, but I would have had I not been busy in my food coma brought upon by the croissant consumption… It's a classic, and utterly delicious.
Things to Do (or, "How I Became a Poolside Lounger")
The biggest thing? The swimming pool [outdoor]. Pool with view. It’s gorgeous. Seriously Instagram-worthy. So, I spent one blissful afternoon lounging by the pool. The staff were attentive, the cocktails were strong (and very much needed after a hectic morning), and the view was just… chefs kiss. Ways to relax: Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool. They had a Spa/sauna, too, but the pool was my thing. I saw some people at the gym, but hey, I was on vacation. Nobody needs to see me in a gym.
The Extras: Services & Stuff (And a Whiff of Perfection?)
Dimora Novecento has some serious perks. Services and conveniences: Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Facilities for disabled guests, 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, Xerox/fax in business center.
- For the kids: Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal
- Getting around: Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking.
- Security: Access, CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour], Safety/security feature, Security [24-hour], Smoke alarms.
- Dining, drinking, and snacking: A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant.
I didn't use everything - didn't see the Cash withdrawal or Invoice provided or Convenience store - but the concierge service was fantastic. They helped me with restaurant recommendations and generally made my life easier. The Wi-Fi was strong, which is always a bonus, especially when you're trying to upload those perfect poolside photos. Internet access, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! They really thought of everything.
The Verdict: Is Dimora Novecento Worth It?
Absolutely. Despite the minor air conditioning hiccup and the slightly tricky entrance, Dimora Novecento is a truly special place. The rooms are stunning, the service is impeccable, and the breakfast is… well, let's just say I'm already planning my return. The staff genuinely care about your stay, from the person who checked you in to the guy who gave you a towel at the pool. It's a small place, but it's a sophisticated destination with very real, tangible value. Things to do: CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Couple's room, Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour].
Here's the real deal for you:
Tired of the same old generic hotel experience? Craving luxury, comfort, and a touch of Italian magic? Then you NEED to book Dimora Novecento in Pescara!
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Book now and get:
- Complimentary Breakfast: Indulge in a feast of fresh pastries, fruits, and local delicacies. (Seriously, you won’t regret it).
- Guaranteed Room Upgrade (if available): Experience even more luxury in a higher-tier room!
- Early Check-in/Late Check-out: Maximize your relaxation time!
- Free Wi-Fi: Stay connected
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your Aunt Mildred's meticulously colour-coded itinerary. We're going to Dimora Novecento in Pescara, Italy, and we're letting the chaos, the pasta, and the sheer Italian-ness of it all dictate the damn schedule. Grip your Aperol Spritz (or judgement, whatever you prefer) because here we go:
Pescara Pilgrimage: A Messy, Magnificent Journey
Day 1: Arrival & The Glorious, Glorious Sea (and a minor existential crisis)
- Morning (ish) - 9:00 AM (ish): Land in Pescara. Or, ideally, near Pescara. Let's be real, Italian airports are a beautiful ballet of delayed flights and lost luggage. If you're anything like me, you'll be muttering under your breath, vowing to never pack a floral suitcase again. (Spoiler: You will.)
- 10:30 AM (give or take): The luggage carousel is spewing forth a rogue ski boot and a questionable amount of duty-free perfume. Mine? MIA. Cue the panic. (Deep breaths, people. Deep breaths. It's Italy. Everything sorts itself out, eventually. Probably.)
- 11:30 AM: Finally, we (and by "we" I mean the slightly frazzled, jet-lagged version of me) find a taxi driver who looks like he's been transported directly from a Federico Fellini film. He speaks approximately three words of English and blasts Italian opera. PERFECT. We're on our way.
- 12:30 PM: ARRIVAL at Dimora Novecento: Oh. My. God. This place. It's gorgeous. Seriously, like, Instagram-worthy gorgeous. The high ceilings, the frescoes… I'm already secretly plotting how to steal a chandelier. (Just kidding… mostly.) The woman at the front desk (who I swear is wearing more jewelry than royalty) is ridiculously charming and very Italian. She's giving me the lowdown on the property, all of a sudden the stress of the day is beginning to melt away.
- 1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Room de-brief: Fresh, clean, a balcony! After the flight, a quick look out the balcony and I suddenly I realize I’m staring at the Adriatic Sea. Seriously, could this be more perfect? I'm suddenly at peace, gazing at the sea's beauty.
- 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The Sea Beckons: After the hotel de-brief, I'm walking on the beach within 30 minutes. The beaches of Pescara. Golden sand, crystal-clear water. It's just… magical. I ditch my shoes, bury my toes in the sand, and just stand there, staring at the horizon. I'm suddenly hit with this wave of… everything. This is it. This is why I travel. This is the moment I've been craving.
- Side note: Realized I still have no luggage. Damn it.
- Side Note: I might have shed a single, happy tear. Don't judge.
- 4:30 PM: Food. Must. Eat. Locate a chiringuito (beach bar) and order something vaguely Italian. "Pasta and seafood" seemed like a safe bet.
- 5:30 PM - 7:00 PM: Nap. Mandatory. Jet lag is real. Plus, the combination of sun, sea, and pasta is a potent sleep potion.
- 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Evening stroll, gelato, and a desperate search for a pharmacy that sells toothpaste. (My luggage still hasn't arrived, in case you were wondering.)
- 9:00 PM onwards: Dinner. Find a restaurant. Any restaurant. Preferably one that serves wine and offers unlimited breadsticks.
Day 2: Art, Ancient Ruins, And the Curse of the Croissant
- 8:00 AM (attempted): Wake up. Or, rather, get dragged out of bed by the sheer noise of Italian life. Motorcycles, church bells, and the insistent thought of a warm croissant. (Spoiler alert: the croissant was NOT warm. Or good.)
- 9:00 AM - 10:00 AM: Breakfast: Another attempt at a croissant and a truly fantastic espresso. (The Italians know coffee. It's one of their greatest gifts to humanity.)
- 10:30 AM - 12:30 PM: The Gabriele D'Annunzio House Museum: Absolutely fascinating. This guy was a bit of a wild card (poet, playwright, adventurer, lover of all the dramatics), but the house is stunning. The detail on the walls, the antique furniture.
- 1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Lunch near the historic city center. Found a tiny little place with a table outside, ordered a pizza that was the size of my head. And it was delicious.
- 2:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Archaeological Museum of Abruzzo: So many artifacts! So much history! My brain started to slowly overload, starting with the Roman era and ending with some interesting medieval finds! (I’m not gonna lie, after hours of staring at old things, I needed a break.)
- 4:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Take a break from history and just wander around.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Back to The Sea: Okay, so I went back. This time, I tried something more creative: I bought a sketch pad and a pencil, and spent the entire sunset trying to capture the amazing view! I am not an artist. But I sat with the sea, the sketch pad, and the pencil. The colours were magnificent.
- 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Dinner and, you know, wine. I found a place serving traditional Abruzzese cuisine. I'm not sure what half of it was, but it was delicious.
- 9:00 PM onwards: Bed. Possibly. (Or maybe a last-minute gelato run?)
Day 3: The Day I Ate All The Pasta (and the luggage arrived!)
- 9:00 AM: (At long last!) Luggage arrives. Hallelujah! I finally have fresh socks! And… clean underwear! The small victories, people, the small victories!
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Cooking Class: There was a market! I even got my hands dirty, and learned how to make perfect pasta from scratch! The best part? Eating it, of course. I swear, I now have a new addiction.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: A quick stop to a local shop, to stock up on fresh pasta ingredients: pasta, tomato sauce, cheese, olive oil, and a few bottles of the local wine.
- 1:00 PM - 2:30 PM: Lunch: I put on my apron, put on some music, and got to cooking! (I am not gonna lie, I ate so much pasta that I almost regretted not going back to my room for a rest.)
- 2:30 PM - 4:00 PM: Back to the beach. (Yes, again. I know!) But this time, armed with a book, and just letting the sun soak into my bones.
- 4:30 PM - 6:00 PM: After several of hours, The sun was setting so I rushed to the restaurant.
- 6:00 pm - 7:00 PM: Dinner and relax and let it soak in. Let the day sink.
- 7:00 PM onwards: Packing. Reality is a bitch.
Day 4: Farewell and Forever… (Probably not, I will be back.)
- Morning: The dreaded departure. This time, I'm not making any promises to myself about "never" packing a floral suitcase again. I know myself too well.
- The airport: I'm left with the lingering taste of pasta. I made friends. I lived. I loved. And I have a feeling I'll be back in Pescara, sooner rather than later.
There you have it. A messy, imperfect, and utterly human journey through Pescara. May your adventures be just as gloriously chaotic. Ciao!
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Dimora Novecento: Pescara's Secret... Uncovered (Kinda)! 🤯
So, what *is* Dimora Novecento anyway? Sounds all, like, ridiculously fancy.
Okay, okay, deep breaths. It's basically a super charming, old-school hotel in Pescara, Italy. Think less "sterile chain hotel" and more "your eccentric aunt's amazing house, if your aunt had impeccable taste and a killer breakfast spread." Honestly, I stumbled upon it by accident. Lost, hot, and hangry after a train delay. Needed a shower and a serious gelato intervention. And BAM! Dimora Novecento. It's tucked away on a quiet street – you could easily walk right past it, which, let me tell you, I almost did. It's that secret-y vibe they're going for. But yeah, "fancy"? Nah, more like… *charmingly elegant*. And the breakfast… sweet lord, the breakfast! More on that later.
Alright, alright, charmed. But the *location*? Is it actually convenient, or am I gonna be stuck in the boonies?
Okay, here’s the real talk. It's close enough to everything to be ridiculously easy (the beach? Walkable. The train station? A taxi hop). But it's *also* far enough away that you don't feel like you're sleeping next to Times Square. You know? Like, you can actually *relax*. I loved that. I'm terrible at directions, and even *I* managed to get around. The beach is gorgeous, by the way. Just saying. I spent way too much time there, mostly because I was so blissfully un-stressed. Maybe because I *could* walk away from the hustle and bustle.
The Rooms! Spill the beans. What are they like? Are we talking tiny, or… not?
Okay, the rooms. Here’s where I get a little… gushy. I'm not gonna lie. My room was *gorgeous*. It felt like stepping into a movie set. Big, airy, with ridiculously high ceilings. Think antique furniture, ridiculously comfortable bed (I’m talking serious, get-out-of-bed-is-literally-impossible comfortable), and a bathroom that was probably bigger than my entire college dorm room. I'm not even kidding! I wandered in and *gasped*. I'm not normally a "gasper," but it was that good. And, ok, the water pressure in the shower? Amazing. A huge plus after a sweaty day on the beach. Seriously. It's a game changer.
Breakfast? You mentioned breakfast. Fill me in! Is it just croissants and coffee? Because, frankly, I need *options*.
Oh, the breakfast. Where do I EVEN BEGIN?! Okay, so, picture this: Freshly baked croissants (flaky, golden perfection), a spread of local cheeses and cured meats, fresh fruit that actually *tasted* like fruit (a rarity these days!), yogurt with honey (divine!), AND… and… a little cart filled with homemade cakes. CAKES! I may have had a piece of cake for breakfast every single day. Judge me not! It was all so good. And the owner, bless her heart (I think her name was Sophia?), was always there, making sure everyone was happy and chatting away in Italian. My Italian is terrible, but she was so patient with my broken phrases and hand gestures. It felt like being welcomed into someone’s home, you know? And yeah, the coffee? Unbelievable. They're serious about their coffee in Italy. Seriously.
Anything I should know, like, *before* I book? Any hidden catches? Don't sugarcoat it!
Okay, real talk. There are a few teeny, tiny… *potential* downsides. One: it's a smaller hotel, so if you're looking for, like, a giant fitness center or a swimming pool (which are nice! Just not for *me*), you're out of luck. Two: some rooms might have a bit of street noise. I didn't notice it, but I'm a heavy sleeper. Three: The decor? It's definitely in the "classic Italian" style, which could be a bit much for someone who's into minimalist design. But honestly? Those are tiny quibbles. Seriously. The pros far outweigh the cons. This place is a gem. A freaking, gleaming, secret-filled gem. Look, I went to Pescara expecting... well, nothing much. I left completely enchanted. And a little bit heavier, thanks to all the cake. (Worth it.) Go. Just go. And tell them I sent you!
Okay, you've convinced me. But... what about parking? Because Italian driving... *shudders*.
Alright, parking. This is the one thing that *might* give you slight pause. Pescara is not exactly known for its wide-open spaces when it comes to cars. The hotel has a few spots, but they're limited. So... you might have to do a bit of hunting. I actually didn't drive (blessed be the train!), but I saw other guests parking on the street. It wasn't impossible, but it wasn't *easy-peasy* either. The staff, though, are super helpful. They'll point you in the right direction. Be prepared to channel your inner Italian driver, even if you're not Italian. Take deep breaths. Embrace the chaos. It's part of the experience! Honestly, though? Public transport is pretty great in Pescara. Just saying. Ditch the car if you can. Embrace a leisurely stroll. You won't regret it.
Okay, let's talk *feelings*. What's the vibe like? Is it stuffy? Relaxed? Like, can I wander around in my PJs and not feel judged?
Hah! Good question! Absolutely! You can totally wander around in your PJs! Okay, maybe don't stroll into the breakfast room *still* in your PJs, but the vibe is definitely relaxed. Not stuffy. Not pretentious. It's more… warm and welcoming. I remember one morning, I was running late – probably because I’d spent too long admiring the architecture – and practically sprinted down to breakfast, hair a mess and still half-asleep. And nobody batted an eye! They were all just, "Buongiorno! Coffee?" Honestly, it’s like being a guest in someone's beautiful home. Someone who *really* enjoys having company. I felt comfortable. I felt at ease. I felt like I could actually breathe and *be*. It's the perfect spot for a quiet getaway. Or, if you are, you know, a total slob like me. ;) I actually felt a little sad when I had to leave. That’s how good it was. Honestly, just writing about it makes me wanna go back. Dimora Novecento is a vibe. Get it. You deserve it.
