Escape to Paradise: La Paix Guesthouse, Beaufort West Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Beaufort West, or Bust! (La Paix Guesthouse Review - The Unfiltered Truth!)
Okay, so I've just dragged myself back from Beaufort West, and let me tell you, it was an experience. And by experience, I mean that kind of road trip where you’re questioning every life choice leading up to that very moment (mostly because of the desert winds and the endless Karoo landscape). But hey, at least I found La Paix Guesthouse, and it wasn't all bad. Buckle up, buttercups, because this is gonna be a bumpy ride!
First Impressions (and the Long, Dusty Road):
Beaufort West, y'all. It's… well, it's there. You'll see it on the map, right in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Seriously, the drive is brutal. But after hours, possibly days (felt like it), of staring at sheep and the same blasted scrub, La Paix’s inviting facade was a welcome sight. The exterior corridor felt a little… motel-ish, if I'm honest. But hey, I wasn’t expecting the Ritz in this neck of the woods.
Accessibility - Keeping it Real:
Alright, let's talk accessibility. Facilities for disabled guests are listed. Now, I wasn’t personally looking for that, but I did notice an elevator, which is HUGE in a two-story guesthouse, especially considering the surrounding terrain is pretty… uneven. I didn't get a good look but it was listed which is more than can be said for a lot of small B&Bs!
Rooms - My Sanctuary (and the Minor Quirks):
The room? Decent. Clean. Non-smoking. Thank God. It had air conditioning (crucial in the Karoo summer, trust me), a desk (for all my deep, philosophical thoughts… or mostly just emails), and a safe box (which I didn’t actually use, because, well, Beaufort West). The bed was comfy enough, maybe a touch on the extra long side – felt like I was swimming in it (which is preferable to drowning, I suppose).
The bathroom was… adequate. Hot water, yes! Shower, yes! Just… nothing to write home about. Basic toiletries, decent towels. The blackout curtains were a godsend for those afternoon naps (and, let's be honest, escaping the heat). I did appreciate the complimentary tea and coffee maker. That's a little thing that goes a long way. And, hey, there was even a mirror! Seriously important.
Cleanliness and Safety - Feeling Safe-ish:
Okay, this is important. Rooms sanitized between stays. That's a huge plus. Daily disinfection in common areas. Okay, good. They seemed to be taking the whole hygiene thing seriously, which makes you feel… well, less likely to catch something unpleasant. They also had hand sanitizer everywhere and were using anti-viral cleaning products. Safety features listed, smoke alarms (important) and fire extinguisher in the room. I'd call it pretty good!
Food, Glorious Food (And the Occasional Disappointment):
Alright, let's get to the good stuff. Breakfast [buffet] was included. And on. point! I was in the mood for some Asian breakfast. I can be a bit of a fussy eater and the food was good. The coffee/tea in restaurant were also a must. On the rare occasion I did venture out, I saw a salad in restaurant and there were more desserts in restaurant than I knew what to do with. Poolside bar. Snack bar. There was even a vegetarian restaurant which I thought was fantastic. The International cuisine in restaurant was impressive.
The Amenities – A Mixed Bag of Goodies:
- Swimming pool [outdoor]: Ah, the pool. Now, this was a highlight. After a scorching day, diving into that cool water was pure bliss. And the pool with view? Spectacular.
- Wi-Fi [free]: Hooray! The Wi-Fi in all rooms! worked okay. I managed to stream a few shows, so… success?
- Things to do: This is Beaufort West, people. Things to do are limited. (Ahem.) But La Paix does offer little ways to relax!
- Spa/sauna: Don't see it in the list? I swear I sae one! Okay maybe I was dreaming.
- Fitness center: I'm not a gym person, so didn’t go in, but it was there .
- Parking: Car park [free of charge] is a big plus in my book. No faffing about with meters or sketchy parking.
- Family/child friendly: Lots of kids facilities.
- Pets allowed unavailable: No pets allowed.
The "Meh" Moments (Because Nobody's Perfect):
- Room service [24-hour]: Never used it. Felt a bit awkward.
- Cashless payment service: Not that I had a lot of cash to begin with.
- "Happy Hour": I'm not sure I found it.
- Baby-sitting service. Did not see it.
The Unforgettable Moment:
Okay, here's the bit that REALLY sticks in my memory. Picture this: I'm sitting by the pool, sipping a drink (from the poolside bar – gotta plug that!), completely relaxed. The sun is setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. Suddenly, a flock of flamingos (yes, flamingos!) flew overhead. Now, I know, I know… Beaufort West is nowhere near flamingos. So, I'm assuming I was dreaming, but for that brief moment, I thought I'd escaped to paradise.
Overall Verdict:
La Paix Guesthouse isn't perfect. It's a bit quirky, a bit… well, Beaufort West. But it's clean, comfortable, and the staff are lovely. It's a solid choice for a stopover. I’m not saying it’s the best hotel I've ever stayed in, but it's a decent option in a town that’s a million miles from anything else. It's that quirky charm that kept me there. It’s worth the trip… Maybe?
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La Paix Guesthouse: A Messy Love Letter to Beaufort West (and Myself)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your polished travel brochure. This is my attempt to chronicle my Beaufort West adventure at La Paix Guesthouse, warts and all. Prepare for the chaos… and hopefully a few laughs.
Day 1: Arrival of Epic Proportions (and a Mild Panic Attack)
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at La Paix. Or, rather, arrive at Beaufort West. I swear, the Karoo makes you feel like you've landed on Mars. Red dust, endless horizon… and a distinct lack of decent coffee shops. Honestly? Bit daunting. But La Paix! Instantly charmed by the… well, the character. Think Victorian meets slightly faded grandeur. The porch swing is calling my name.
- 1:30 PM: Check-in. The owner, a woman who I think her name is Brenda (or Bernadette? Sorry, memory of a goldfish), is utterly lovely. She's got that "been there, done that, seen it all" twinkle in her eye, which, considering the vastness of the Karoo, is probably a good thing. The room? Spotlessly clean. Slightly dated, yes, but the aircon is blasting, and that's all that matters after a four-hour drive. Relief washed over me.
- 2:00 PM: Unpack. Or attempt to unpack. My suitcase explodes in a chaotic mess of mismatched socks and questionable travel souvenirs. This is a recurring theme. I'm pretty sure I brought enough clothes for a month-long trip to Paris when I'm only here for three days.
- 2:30 PM: Discover the Guesthouse's "lounge area." It's mostly filled with old Reader's Digests, a half-played game of Scrabble, and a taxidermied… something. Seriously, I'm still trying to figure out what it is. I did, however, spot a bottle of sherry. "Gotta pace myself." I tell myself.
- 3:00 PM: Wander into town. Beaufort West is… well, it's Beaufort West. The main drag feels like a movie set for a Western that never got made. Dusty, quiet, but with a certain stoic charm. Found a pharmacy and bought some chapstick, the Karoo wind is already attacking my face.
- 4:00 PM: The Great Coffee Quest. Alright, the quest wasn't grand. It was more of a frantic search for a caffeine fix. After asking a few people in the shop that had one or two things, I find a small cafe, "The Karoo Coffee Stop or Something Like That." The coffee? Lukewarm, slightly burnt, and tasted vaguely of… well, I don't know. But I drank it. I desperately needed it. I felt a bit better.
- 6:00 PM: "Sunset Viewing" on the porch. Brenda suggested it. She was right. The Karoo sunset is a spectacle. The sky explodes in fiery oranges, pinks, and purples. I sat there in silence, sipping my sherry, feeling… peaceful. For like, ten minutes. Then a giant moth invaded my personal space, and I almost choked on the sherry.
Day 2: The Fossil Story of a Lifetime & My Deep-Seated Fear of… Everything
- 9:00 AM: Okay, I overslept slightly because of the moth-induced sherry-fueled night. Head to the breakfast. Standard continental fare. Brenda is wandering around with a smile, which is either very kind or she is hiding something from me. I eat two croissants, because why not?
- 10:00 AM: The Fossil Fever! (This is where things get intense). Visited the Beaufort West Museum. This place is a treasure trove of fossilized reptiles. But not just any reptiles. I'm talking prehistoric, monster-reptiles that roamed the Karoo billions of years ago. I mean, the size of them! I felt a sense of awe, of smallness. The guide, a wizened old man with a twinkle in his eye, took us through it, his stories were fascinating and told in a slow, deliberate way that made me feel like i was going back in time.
- (10:30 AM - 12:00 PM): The Big Reveal. Now, here's the thing… I am NOT a dinosaur person. I find them… well, a bit intimidating. But suddenly, I'm completely spellbound by the story. I felt a strange connection to these creatures. The guide went on for 90 minutes and I was captivated. After the tour I had a new appreciation for the age of the world.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at the local butcher shop. Okay, it wasn't technically a restaurant. But they did a roaring trade in biltong and boerewors rolls. I ordered one, and I suddenly found myself with the urge to try more local delicacies. It was good, really good.
- 2:00 PM: Driving around the area. After the museum, I need some time alone. I drive the little car rental to see what more the area has to offer. I was mesmerized by the vastness of the landscape. Stopping off at a few viewpoints I was really taken in by the immensity of the Karoo.
- 4:00 PM: The Great Library Adventure. (Yes, another quest). Find a tiny bookshop in the back of a curios shop. Find a beat-up copy of 'The Shadow of the Wind' by Carlos Ruiz Zafón. Pay a small fortune for it. (I have a problem.) I think I'll pass the rest of the day with this.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at the guesthouse. Brenda cooked a traditional Karoo lamb stew. It was… hearty. A bit gamey for my taste. I'm starting to think I might be more of a vegetarian than I thought. Had a brief, slightly awkward conversation with another guest, a retired accountant from Johannesburg. I think he might be in love with Brenda.
Day 3: Farewell, Karoo (and my Sanity)
- 9:00 AM: Wake up to the glorious view. Breakfast is eggs, bacon, and toast this morning. I am so thankful. The coffee is actually drinkable today! Thank you, Brenda!
- 10:00 AM: Final stroll around Beaufort West. I buy a ridiculous souvenir – a decorative ostrich egg. I have no idea what I'm going to do with it.
- 11:00 AM: Pack. This time, I attempt to be slightly more organized. It fails miserably. My suitcase ends up looking like it was attacked by a herd of rogue socks.
- 12:00 PM: Check out. Brenda gives me a hug, which is the most genuine thing that's happened all trip. I swear she knows something, some deeper truth about the universe. Then she says, "Come back soon, my dear."
- 12:30 PM: Drive back through the Karoo. It’s beautiful, desolate, and slightly terrifying all at once. A vast, beautiful, and terrifying wasteland. I feel a sense of… something. Sadness? Relief? A profound appreciation for decent Wi-Fi? All of the above.
- 1:00 PM: Stop on the side of the road, I take a final look at the sunset. The end.
Overall Thoughts:
Beaufort West, and La Paix Guesthouse, were… an experience. Messy, imperfect, and full of those little moments that stick with you. It wasn't a relaxing vacation. It was an adventure. A slightly frantic, moth-infested adventure, but an adventure nonetheless. Would I go back? Absolutely. But next time, I'm bringing industrial-strength insect repellent and a translator for the fossils. And maybe a slightly bigger suitcase. Just in case.
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Escape to Paradise: La Paix Guesthouse – Beaufort West Edition! (With Extra Rambles!)
Okay, but *really*, is La Paix actually "Paradise"? Because, you know, expectations...
Alright, let's be honest. "Paradise" is a *strong* word. And after battling the Karoo sun, you might be tempted to say, "More like purgatory!" But... (and there's always a but, right?) ... La Paix, despite its flaws (and trust me, we'll get to those!), is *definitely* a step up from your average dusty roadside motel. It's got charm, bless its little heart. Think "Paradise Adjacent." Think "Paradise-ish, after a few stiff G&Ts to cope with the drive."
I went expecting a perfectly manicured rose garden paradise, like in their brochure. (Which, by the way, *slightly* exaggerates things. Okay, maybe a lot.) I found... well, let's just say the rose bushes were a bit shy. But there's something about the *vibe* of La Paix. It's…relaxed. Like the whole place is perpetually yawning. And that, my friends, is often exactly what you need after a long, brutally hot drive to Beaufort West.
Let's talk about the rooms. Are they as Instagrammable as they look? (Because, priorities.)
Okay, so the rooms... Instagrammable? Well, depends. If you're going for the "rustic chic, charmingly dilapidated" aesthetic, then yes. If you're expecting sleek, minimalist perfection… look elsewhere. (And maybe tell me where, because I'm still searching).
I stayed in the… let's call it the "Honeymoon Suite" (I wasn't on a honeymoon, but who cares?). It had a four-poster bed, which was nice, *until* I tried to get in and nearly took out a lamp. It was like a whole obstacle course situation! And the bathroom… the tiles were, shall we say, *vintage*. But hey, the hot water worked (most of the time), and that's a win in the Karoo, trust me. I also *think* the AC was working. It's hard to be certain, that Karoo air can play some tricks on your mind, especially after driving for 6 hours. I also remember the walls being surprisingly thin. Heard every little movement, cough, and snore. Made for some awkward moments.
My advice? Lower your expectations *slightly* on the room decor. Focus on the overall feeling – the peace that eventually descends, even after you've wrestled with the wonky showerhead. And BYO earplugs. Trust me.
What's the breakfast situation like? Because a bad breakfast can ruin an entire day.
Breakfast. Ah, breakfast. The make-or-break meal! La Paix's breakfast… it's… *consistent*. Let's put it that way. Expect the basics: toast, eggs (scrambled or fried, your choice), bacon (which occasionally veers towards the crispy side, bordering on carbonized), and some kind of fruit (seasonal, of course!). There's usually cereal too, if you're feeling particularly… unadventurous.
The real star of the show? The coffee. It's *strong*. Like, "could wake the dead" strong. Seriously, I think I saw the ghosts of previous guests briefly perk up after their first cup. It's what you need to face another day of Karoo heat and maybe, just maybe, some more driving. Just don't expect Michelin-star cuisine. Think hearty, filling, fuel for the day. And the coffee. Did I mention the coffee?
Oh, and I had a hilarious encounter with a rogue bread crust. It escaped from the toaster and went on a full-blown safari across the breakfast table. It was almost the highlight of the meal!
Is there a pool? Because I *need* a pool after that drive.
Yes! There *is* a pool! Thank the Karoo Gods. It's not Olympic-sized, mind you. More like… a plunge pool, but it's fantastic. It's the perfect size to cool off after the relentless heat. And that's what you'll need. The temperature in Beaufort West is no joke!
The pool area itself is pretty basic – a few sun loungers, maybe a wobbly umbrella or two. But the water is clean, and the feeling of dipping into that cool, clear water after hours of driving is… pure bliss. I spent a solid hour there the day I arrived. Just floating, staring at the sky, and trying to forget that I still had another three hours of driving ahead of me the next day. Pure Heaven on Earth. So much more than Heaven on Earth. (Just… maybe check for errant leaves before you dive in.)
However, I overheard a grumpy old man complaining about the chlorine levels the entire time. Some people, eh? But the pool? 10/10. Would dip again.
What's there to *do* in Beaufort West, besides just existing?
Okay, so Beaufort West isn't exactly overflowing with attractions. It's charming in its own, slightly sleepy way. Think of it as a gateway. A stepping stone to the more exciting places in-between.
There's the Chris Barnard Museum (yes, *that* Chris Barnard). It's interesting, if you're into that sort of thing. (I am not. I got a quick overview and made my exit) The Karoo National Park is a definite must-do. Go for a drive! See the wildlife! (Just watch out for those baboons...). You could spend a whole day there, and it's worth it. The scenery alone is amazing.
Then there's the sheer *emptiness* of the place. It's the perfect place to do absolutely nothing. Which, depending on where you're coming from, can be a very good thing indeed. Just relax. Unplug (if you can). And embrace the quiet. (Unless your neighbours are snoring, see above.)
Was the staff friendly? (Because sometimes, that makes all the difference).
Alright, the staff at La Paix.... Yes, lovely. Utterly. They were... *mostly* friendly. There was one woman, a smiley angel who gave me the best advice on the location around town, like where to find the best ice cream, which, in the Karoo heat, is vital. She had the most amazing smile, and I wished her well. The other staff, a little less chatty (might have been the language barrier, it might have been the heat, who knows), but ultimately polite and helpful.
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