Sapporo Luxury: Mystays Premier Park Hotel's Unbelievable Perks!

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Sapporo Luxury: Mystays Premier Park Hotel's Unbelievable Perks!

Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This is gonna be a wild ride through a hotel review, my own personal hellscape. Get ready for less "objective assessment" and more "emotional rollercoaster with a sprinkle of OCD." Let's dive in:

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(Honestly, the name is irrelevant. It's the feeling that matters, right?)

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(The Actual Review - Brace Yourselves)

Alright, where do we even start? Okay, okay… deep breaths. This isn’t some rigid, perfectly-formatted review. This is real life, people. My life, after a stay at this place. Let's grab the Accessibility stick first.

Accessibility: The Gauntlet of Good Intentions

Look, "accessible" and "actually accessible" are two very different beasts. On paper, this place boasted of being wheelchair accessible. Yeah, sure. The lobby was fine. But navigating to the pool? Forget about it. That “gentle slope” to the outdoor pool was more like a mini-cliff. And don't even get me STARTED on the door widths. I ended up having to ask for help at least three times. They seemed genuinely mortified, but, um, maybe test these things, guys? Sigh. At least the elevator worked (most of the time).

On-site accessible restaurants / lounges, Wheelchair accessible: Mostly. A for effort and D for execution.

Internet: The Eternal Struggle

"Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" they shouted from the rooftops (or, you know, the website). And, thankfully, it was free. But the signal? Let's just say I spent a lot of time wandering around the hotel like a Wi-Fi seeking missile. The internet [LAN] cable in my room? Yeah, I'll be honest I couldn't figure out how to hook it up. Forget getting any work done. I gave up trying to stream my shows. The only place it seemed to work consistently was the lobby, which was usually a crowded, echoing mess.

Internet Access, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services, Wi-Fi in public areas Some good but not great.

Things to Do & Ways to Kiiiiind Of Relax:

Okay, the spa. This is where things got… complicated.

Spa Day: My Descent into Melodrama

I'm a sucker for a massage. A good massage. The website promised pure bliss. A pool with a view! A sauna! A steamroom! Oooooh, the visions.

Body scrub, Body wrap, Fitness center, Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Massage, Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor] I actually like the pool with a view

Well, the view was… okay. Think "overlooking another hotel's parking lot." The steamroom? Glorious. For the first five minutes. Then it started spritzing this horrible cheap essential oil smell that made me feel like I was being attacked by a rogue Glade air freshener.

The massage? My masseuse (a sweet woman named Mildred, I think) was lovely, but she seemed… distracted. She kept apologizing, saying she was "a bit behind." Halfway through, I actually heard her phone buzz. Then… the kicker: she accidentally used the exfoliating scrub meant for my body on my face. My skin burned for hours. I asked if I could switch to a different body rub, but she assured me that I would "get used to it". Talk about drama!

But on the upside, the Pool with view was gorgeous. I spent an hour there, away from it all, reading and drinking, and for that, I'd give it a 5/5.

Cleanliness and Safety: Living in Fear (But Hopefully Safe)

This is the post-pandemic era, folks. We're all hyper-vigilant. This hotel tried.

Anti-viral cleaning products, Breakfast in room, Breakfast takeaway service, Cashless payment service, Daily disinfection in common areas, Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment

Lots of hand sanitizer, plenty of distancing signs, and, bless their hearts, individually wrapped everything. I saw staff constantly cleaning and disinfecting. The staff was really helpful about the safety protocols. Even so, I spent the better part of my first day wondering what was hiding in the corners. I even brought my own Lysol wipes. The rooms were fine, though, after housekeeping, they were fine.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Madness

Oh, the food. Where do I begin?

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

The breakfast "buffet" was a mess, I missed it. It was all pre-plated. Everything was either cold or lukewarm. The coffee seemed to come in a spigot from the bowels of the hotel. I finally gave up and ordered room service. They were too friendly to me on the phone. The guy on the phone even sang to me on arrival. I don't eat Asian food, so I just stuck with coffee and eggs.

The poolside bar was over-priced. The happy hour was… well, it existed. I did like the coffee shop though. I give it a solid 3/5!

Services and Conventions: The Perks (or Lack Thereof)

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

The concierge was lovely, but seemed perpetually overwhelmed. The convenience store was a lifesaver (snacks!). Contactless check-in? Thank the heavens. The rest? Meh.

For the Kids: (I Have No Kids, But I Can Imagine!)

Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal

I saw a lot of kids. They seemed happy. There’s even a pretty good kids menu.

Rooms: My Personal Prison Cell

Available in all rooms, Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.

The room. It was… fine. Clean, thankfully. Adequate. The bed was comfortable (extra-long, as promised!). The air conditioning blasted like a hurricane, eventually got used to using the soundproofing feature.

Getting Around: Getting Away From It All

Airport transfer, Bicycle parking, Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site], Car power charging station, Taxi service, Valet parking

I used a taxi which was easy to find.

The Verdict: An Emotional Rollercoaster

So, would I recommend this hotel? Honestly? I'm torn. On the one hand, the accessibility issues were frustrating. The spa experience was a comedy of errors. The Wi-Fi

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Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your sanitized, perfectly-planned travel itinerary. This is more of a… existential journal of my Sapporo adventure, based at the Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park. Let’s see if I actually manage to stick to this… thing. And by "thing," I mean a loose suggestion of events.

Sapporo Shenanigans - AKA: My Attempt to Not Completely Embarrass Myself in Public

Day 1: Arrival & Initial Panic

  • Afternoon (ish): Arrive at New Chitose Airport. Right, first hurdle: finding the train to Sapporo. I swear, airport signs are designed by sadists. Finally figured it out (after almost boarding a train to… somewhere else). Stumbling onto the train, I nearly tripped over my own suitcase. Classy.

  • Late Afternoon: Check-in at Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park. Okay, this place is… decent. Clean enough. The lobby smells reassuringly of… well, I’m not sure what. Maybe someone should tell me. Anyway, the room is a bit small, but hey, I'm in Japan. Small rooms are practically a national pastime, right? Managed to get the TV working, only to find absolutely nothing I understood. Already feeling a crippling sense of cultural inadequacy.

  • Evening: Wander around the nearby Odori Park. The Sapporo Snow Festival wasn't on, but it was still nice. Saw some very enthusiastic office workers practicing their after-work karaoke and they looked so free… and probably a bit tipsy. I almost went in and grabbed a beer!

  • Dinner: Headed out from the Hotel, in the general direction of the Ramen Alley. Found a place crammed with locals, which is always a good sign, right? Except I had zero Japanese. I ended up pointing at a picture of ramen with a vague "Kore o kudasai" (I think that’s what it means…) and praying. It was… glorious. Best ramen of my LIFE. Ate it so fast, I didn't realize until halfway through that I'd spilled broth down my front. Great.

  • Night: Tried to watch TV. Failed. Fell asleep listening to some Japanese music I didn't understand but could not bring myself to change the channel.

Day 2: Culture Shock & Culinary Chaos

  • Morning: Breakfast at the hotel. The buffet was… interesting. A bizarre assortment of things, and I'm pretty sure I accidentally ate some sort of seaweed that tasted like the ocean itself, in the worst way. I am starting to suspect I will never be a food critic.

  • Late Morning: Sapporo Beer Garden. This was the point where I started to embrace the "lost tourist" aesthetic. The place was enormous (and packed!), and the beer was flowing. I mean, flowing. They had some incredible BBQ, but the tables are all set up for grilling… I didn't realize I was supposed to use the grill. Someone took pity on the bewildered foreigner and helped me out. Bless their hearts. I think I burned half my food though. Oops.

  • Afternoon: Sapporo TV Tower. The view was… fine. I mean, it's a tower. You see things. But the real highlight was realizing I had my camera upside down for half the pictures. Professional.

  • Evening: Attempted to visit the Sapporo Snow Festival site (even though it wasn't the festival time). Found out most of the sculptures were gone, but the park was beautiful, even without the snowy artistry. Stumbled upon a small, hidden izakaya (Japanese pub) tucked away down a side street – my favorite kind of place. Ordered some things I couldn't identify, which may or may not have been a mistake. But I didn't care! This place was perfect… a little rough around the edges.

  • Night: Watched TV again, still confused. Ate some convenience store snacks in bed. Considered buying an entire box of Pocky. Didn't.

Day 3: A Day of Delights and Disasters

  • Morning: Took a long, hot bath in the super-small hotel bathroom. Finally started to feel a little less like I was being attacked by jet lag.

  • Late Morning: Determined to actually venture out this time, not just near the hotel. I wanted to see the Hokkaido University. Beautiful! I nearly got trampled by a horde of very enthusiastic students rushing to class, though.

  • Afternoon: Chocolate Factory. I am not ashamed to admit this was a major highlight. I may have purchased half the store. May have also licked the chocolate samples. Don’t judge.

  • Late Afternoon: The Botanic Garden. I took a nap on a bench, basking in the sun. I felt like a local! At least until I woke up to find I had a small family of friendly pigeons hanging out on my legs. No dignity.

  • Evening: More Ramen. This time, I found a place that only served ramen. And the ramen was… transcendent. Seriously, I might move to Sapporo just for the ramen. This makes it really hard to leave.

  • Night: Packing. This is never fun. Accidentally spilled what felt like a whole bottle of shampoo all over my toiletries bag. The scent of "fresh" and "clean" will be with me for weeks.

Day 4: Farewell and a Feeling of Mild Success

  • Morning: Last hotel breakfast. Tried to eat some of the seaweed again. Nope. Still tasted like the ocean. Tried to order coffee. Failed, ended up with something that might have been tea? I never figured it out.
  • Late Morning: Last stroll around the park near the hotel. I'm starting to recognize the faces of the people. The hotel is actually growing on me.
  • Afternoon: Heading to New Chitose Airport. Managed to pack my bags without spilling anything. I will call this a win.
  • Departure: So long, Sapporo! I’m leaving a slightly bewildered, somewhat broke, and definitely well-fed human being, but I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Next time: learn some Japanese. And maybe, just maybe, figure out how to use a Japanese toilet.

Post-Trip Reflections:

  • Biggest takeaway: Embrace the chaos.
  • Best meal: Ramen. Obvs.
  • Worst meal: That seaweed. Never again.
  • Would I go back? Absolutely. As soon as I can get a decent flight deal.
  • Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park: The room was small, but it’s a solid base. Convenient location. It's fine. I'd stay again. Maybe.

So, there you have it. My Sapporo story. It wasn't always pretty, but it was real. And now, I'm going to go eat some leftovers, because all this writing about food made me hungry.

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Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo JapanOkay, buckle up, buttercups. We're diving headfirst into FAQs, but not the boring, sterile kind. This is going to be a chaotic, hilarious, and totally honest FAQ. Think of it as a therapy session disguised as a Q&A. Let's get messy! ```html

So...what *is* this thing anyway? This "FAQ"...like, *what* are we even doing?

Ugh, good question. I mean, aren't FAQs supposed to be, like, *useful*? Honestly, I'm just winging it. This is supposed to be a collection of questions and answers, but really, it's just my brain barfing up thoughts about... well, *things*. You know how sometimes a thought just *bounces* around in your head until you have to get it *out*? This is that. My therapist would be *thrilled*. Probably. Maybe. I haven't actually seen a therapist since... well, let's just say "before the pandemic" and leave it at that, okay? So, yeah. Welcome to the inside of my head. Don't worry, it's usually not *this* chaotic. (LIE!)

Okay, okay, settle down. What's the *point* of all this? Is there an *actual* aim?

Look, I'm not sure. Part of me wants to be helpful, because, deep down, despite all appearances, I genuinely *care*. Another part of me just wants to vent. And, if I'm being totally honest with myself (and you!), another part of me is just hoping to be mildly entertaining. Is that too much to ask? Probably. But hey, if even ONE person gets a chuckle out of this train wreck, then I'll declare it a victory. Small victories, people. Small victories. Like remembering to brush your teeth twice a day. Almost remembered to brush mine today. Almost.

Right, that’s…vague. Let’s try a slightly more concrete question: Why are the answers so… rambling? I just want clear answers!

Rambling? Me? Never! Okay, fine, maybe a little. But here's the thing, and this is going to sound *totally* nerdy, but bear with me: My brain works in a constant state of associative thinking. Like, one thought sparks another, and then *bam*! We're off on a tangent about the existential dread of cleaning the kitchen. See? It's a gift, really… or a curse, depending on the day. Also, short answers are BORING. And, frankly, I don't really *want* to give you super-clear answers. Life isn't clear! It's messy and complicated and full of unexpected trips down the emotional rabbit hole. Let me embrace that. (And maybe I'm avoiding actually *answering* things. Shhh!)
Also, quick story time. The *other* day, my neighbor, Janice, asked me the simplest question: “Do you have any spare eggs?” And, naturally, I launched into a whole story about a childhood incident involving a rogue chicken, a faulty sprinkler system, and a near-disastrous birthday cake. Poor Janice just stared at me, mouth agape. "Just...eggs?" she finally managed. See? Rambling is in my DNA.

Okay, you've convinced me. What are some common challenges people face?

Oh, honey, where do I *start*? Honestly, the challenges are endless, a never-ending parade of annoying inconveniences and full-blown existential crises. Let's see…
  1. Procrastination: Let's be real, we all do it. I'm *so* good at it, I could win a gold medal in procrastination. I mean, I *should* be doing laundry right now. But here I am. See?
  2. Feeling like you're ‘not enough’: This is a big one, and it sucks. We're constantly bombarded with images of perfection, and it's exhausting. The key? Embrace your imperfections. Your weird quirks. The fact that you sometimes eat ice cream for breakfast. Okay, *I* do. Don't judge me.
  3. Relationship issues: From family drama to romantic woes, relationships are *hard*. Communication is key. Sometimes I think I’m communicating… sometimes I just shout. Incoherent shouting!
  4. Financial worries: Money is stressful. Always. Need I say more?
  5. Work/Life balance (or: lack thereof): The struggle is real. We're all trying to juggle a million things. Some days, I just want to crawl back into bed and pretend the world doesn't exist.
And honestly folks, that’s just off the top of my head. The world – life – is a mess. But that’s what makes it *interesting*, right? Right??

What are some *specific* tips for dealing with 'feeling not enough'?

This is a tough one. Okay deep breath. Here's what I *try* to remember when the 'not enough' monster rears its ugly head:
  • Acknowledge the feeling: Don't try to push it down. Say, "Okay, brain, I'm feeling like garbage right now. That's okay." (Often, my brain responds with a sarcastic, "Oh, is it?")
  • Challenge those thoughts: Ask yourself if those thoughts are *actually* true. Are you really a complete failure? Probably not. Dig a little deeper. What are you *good* at? What have you *accomplished*? (Might be a struggle, but keep going!)
  • Be kind to yourself: Speak to yourself the way you would speak to a friend. Would you tell a friend they're worthless? No! You'd offer encouragement. So do it for yourself!
  • Focus on your values: What's important to you? Helping others? Being creative? Spend your time doing things that align with your values. It reminds you of what actually matters.
  • Remember the world isn't a competition: I'm so guilty of comparing myself to other people and thinking they have it more "together". I heard someone say that 'comparing yourself to others is the thief of joy'. They are absolutely right.
Look, I'm not going to pretend it's easy. It's a constant battle. But you're not alone! And that, in itself, is a small victory. Now, excuse me while I go have a giant chocolate bar and cry it out.

What's the *worst* advice you've ever heard?

Ugh, okay, this… this is a good one to get the blood boiling. It's not specific, but it has to do with my life, and that's all that matters in this particular FAQ session, right? The absolute *worst* advice I've *ever* gotten was probably something along the lines of: "Just be *positive*!" or "Think happy thoughts!" Seriously?! As if that's a magic cure for all of life's problems? It's the equivalent of being told to "just breathe" when you're having a panic attack. It's patronizing and dismissive. I mean do you have any idea how easy it is to be negative? It’s practically a national sport for me! (Kidding! ...Mostly.) This is the reason I willMy Hotel Reviewst

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan

Hotel Mystays Premier Sapporo Park Sapporo Japan