Panama City Beach Getaway: Unforgettable Stay at Hathaway Inn!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review of… well, let's just say it's a massive hotel, alright? This isn't your grandma's charming B&B; this place is a sprawling city within a city. And frankly, after spending a week there, I’m still unpacking the mental luggage.
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Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, As Life Always Is (and I LOVE IT!):
This place claims to be accessible. And on paper, they're right. There are elevators (thank GOD), ramps, and rooms designed for wheelchair users. But, real talk? Navigating the sheer size of the place felt like an Olympic sport. Finding my room from the lobby took a good twenty minutes the first day, which is a workout in itself. The signage was okay, but sometimes, you just want to shout, "WHERE'S THE BEEF… I mean, the spa?!"
On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges: Let's Talk Chow Down, Baby!
Yes! Most restaurants had accessible entrances and seating. Praise be! But… that "most" is key. A couple of the trendier little tapas joints tucked away felt less welcoming to wheelchairs. (More on the food later, that deserves its own rant/rave.)
Wheelchair Accessible:
See above! Mostly a win, but you better have your patience and a good sense of direction.
Internet Access: A Tale of Two Wi-Fis (and a LAN Cable I Haven't Seen Since College)
Okay, the Wi-Fi. Glorious, ubiquitous, free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (Woohoo!) And it's fast, mostly. (Okay, a couple of times I wanted to hurl my laptop across the room. Blame the streaming of bad reality shows!) Then there's this whole… LAN cable situation. I stumbled across a port in the room. Seriously? Is this 1998? Who still uses LAN? (Don't judge, I was curious.)
Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet Services, Wi-Fi in Public Areas: Constant connectivity, for better or worse. Public areas are okay, sometimes crowded in peak hours.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax (Oh Boy, Did I Try):
This place is packed with options. Seriously. A fitness center that would make a bodybuilder weep, multiple swimming pools (including that "pool with a view," which was pretty darn impressive), a spa that promised nirvana (more on that later), a steamroom, sauna, a foot bath… the list goes on. I felt like I needed a vacation from my vacation!
Body Scrub, Body Wrap, Fitness Center, Foot Bath, Gym/Fitness, Massage, Pool with View, Sauna, Spa, Spa/Sauna, Steamroom, Swimming Pool, Swimming Pool [outdoor]: A veritable playground of wellness. I had a massage. I think I fell asleep. In a good way. The pool with a view? Stunning. The steam room? Steamy! Loved it.
Cleanliness and Safety: (Thank God):
Post-pandemic, these folks are serious. Hand sanitizer stations everywhere. Staff trained in safety protocols. Anti-viral cleaning products. Room sanitization between stays. Lots of it. I felt safe, even though the sheer scale of the place sometimes made me feel like I'd stumbled into a dystopian movie set.
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: Check, check, check, check… you get the idea!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Food Odyssey (Prepare Yourself)
Alright, foodies, let's get down to brass tacks. The dining options are… overwhelming. Seriously. A la carte, buffet, various cuisines, poolside bars… it's a culinary whirlwind.
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: A dizzying array (see above).
The Good: The buffet breakfasts were… well, buffets. A glorious, calorie-laden, carb-tastic dream. And the coffee shop? Actually, the coffee wasn't bad. The poolside bar? Perfect for a midday cocktail. The 24-hour room service? A lifesaver at 3 AM after a night of… well, let's just say I embraced the "happy hour" concept.
The Bad: The a la carte restaurants were hit-or-miss. One night I had a steak that was to die for, literally – my arteries were screaming. Another night, I had some "international cuisine" that tasted suspiciously like airplane food. And the vegetarian options? Limited and… uninspired. (I’m not a vegetarian, but sometimes you just need a break from the meat sweats.) One particular restaurant the salad was soggy. Ew!
The Ugly: The prices! Ho-lee-guacamole, this place ain’t cheap. Even a simple snack could cost a small fortune.
Services and Conveniences: The Perks (And Some Weirdness)
This place has everything. Seriously, the list of services is longer than my grocery list. Daily housekeeping? Check. Concierge? Check. Dry cleaning? Check. But…
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: Amazing!
…there’s a convenience store that sells everything from designer sunglasses 500% over retail price to a weird selection of local snacks, And then there’s this… shrine. I’m not even kidding. Random.
For the Kids: Are They Welcome? (Mostly, Yeah)
Yes, they have babysitting services and kids’ facilities.
Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: I'd say so.
The Room: My Little Fortress (Mostly)
Okay, my room was… nice. Actually, it was really nice. Spacious, with a comfy bed, a decent view (high floor, thankfully), and all the usual amenities.
Access, 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], Hotel chain, Non-smoking rooms, Pets allowed unavailablePets allowed, Proposal spot, Room decorations, Safety/security feature, Security [24-hour], Smoke alarms, Soundproof rooms, The room was pretty spectacular, actually.
**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-
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary. This is Hathaway Inn, Panama City Beach, Florida – SURVIVAL GUIDE and Possibly Epic Adventure. Prepare to feel something. And possibly question my sanity. Let's go!
Day 1: Arrival – Sun, Sand, and Existential Dread… Kinda.
- 1:00 PM: Touchdown in Panama City! (Okay, technically, maybe a puddle jump on a prop plane, but details, details.) Found my rental car – a goddamn lime green Kia Soul. I swear, it's screaming, "Please, love me!" Already regretting not springing for the convertible. The weather's perfect, though. Sunshine, salty air… and a nagging anxiety about untamed seagulls.
- 2:00 PM: Arrive at the Hathaway Inn. Holy moly, it's… charming. Like, aggressively charming. Think pastel colors, nautical knick-knacks, and a lobby that smells vaguely of cinnamon and hope. Check-in was a breeze (thank god, the drive was… intense). The lady at the front desk, Brenda, immediately made me feel like family, probably her 1,000 time doing the same thing to her customer. She gave me a local brochure, which, by the way, only had ads, but I smiled and nodded. Okay, unpacking. Time to assess the damage of the room… it's not a problem at all. But still…
- 3:00 PM: Unpacked, got the most basic stuff organized, and decided to take a walk to the beach. It's so close, you can practically smell the sunscreen. The sand is like… powdered sugar. Seriously, it squeaks under your feet. The ocean, though? Wow. Turquoise perfection. Took way too many pictures. Spent far too long staring at the waves, allowing the sound of the ocean to take over, and thinking way too much about… well, everything. Maybe it was the lack of sleep on the plane, maybe I was just getting old, but I felt a little… lost. Like, I wasn't sure where I was heading, if anything was worth the effort, and if I should just bury my head in the beautiful white sand, and call the hotel for a room change to a room without ocean views.
- 5:00 PM: Beach bumming. I sat in a beach chair and read for about 10 minutes. The sun was strong, and the heat wasn't as bad as I thought. Then I decided to go in the water. I got my feet wet, and my shorts. This was a good break from the heat.
- 6:00 PM: Dinner at Schooners Last Local Beach Club. The food was meh (overpriced fried seafood – shocker!), but the sunset? Unreal. The sky exploded with colors. Sat right on the beach, watching the sun sink into the Gulf of Mexico, sipping a margarita, and pretending I wasn't silently judging the couple next to me who were making more out of the experience than I was. The band was playing a cover of Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'" while I was busy taking photos, a beach dog, a little bit of sunset, and the sand, oh yes, I got some great photos of the sand. I was a little less lonely after all I saw.
- 8:00 PM: Back to the Hathaway Inn. Checked out their bar. Brenda was not at the front desk anymore! I got to my room, and went to sleep almost instantly, I didn't even make it a minute after crawling into bed.
Day 2: Water, Water Everywhere (and My Stomach is Questionable)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast at the Inn. Okay, the continental breakfast is… well, it's there. The coffee tastes suspiciously like brown-colored water, but the mini-muffins are… edible. And I’m starving after a night of… I don't even know.
- 10:00 AM: Time for the big one: Dolphin Watching Tour! This was the thing I was most excited about, and I think I really thought very little about what it might actually involve. Put on sunscreen (seriously, copious amounts), and grabbed my camera. The boat ride was pretty cool, and very slow. I got to see some homes, and I'm sure they were spectacular, but I missed the dolphins. What the hell.
- 12:00 PM: The Dolphin Watching tour ended. I didn't see any dolphins, or any whales! I was bummed. I felt ripped off but hey, the boat ride was pretty fun!
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a local place called Hunt's Oyster Bar & Seafood Restaurant. I ordered the oyster. It was delicious, until it wasn't! My stomach started to feel… off. This wasn't good.
- 2:00 PM - 5:00 PM: I had to go back to the inn. Luckily, I made it to the restroom on time. Oh, the horror. It's a blur of pain, fear, and rapid rehydration. The porcelain throne became my temporary best friend. The whole experience reinforced my already paranoid fear of food poisoning. My perfect trip was ruined.
- 6:00 PM: I was feeling better, but still a little weak, so I just got some plain toast to eat. I was also still very hesitant to go outside. Watching a documentary called "Free Willy" was my day. I got to go to bed early, which was a nice change of pace.
Day 3: Back on Track (Maybe?!)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Okay, the coffee is still questionable, the muffins still ok. But I'm alive, and I can eat! I might be traumatized by seafood, but I'm alive.
- 10:00 AM: Attempted to go to Shell Island, by a boat tour. But I got a little scared from my illness, so I just didn't go. I was a bit bummed. I also was a little scared of boats, so maybe I should have just gone home after the second day.
- 12:00 PM: I was feeling better still so I went to a local restaurant and got some pasta. It was delicious. I wasn't going to be afraid of food anymore… I was a super duper hero for surviving that attack.
- 2:00 PM - 6:00 PM: I went back to the beach, and did some reading. I felt a bit better to be around all those people and felt a little more happy.
- 7:00 PM: I went to bed early today. I was afraid of having a bad night, after I almost ruined my trip. I took as much sleep as possible.
Day 4: Departure – Bitter Sweet
- 9:00 AM: Okay, breakfast. I don't even care anymore. I'm just eating something. Getting ready for the ride home.
- 10:00 AM: It wasn't as smooth of a ride as I thought, because I was a little nervous. I did not like leaving, even though I was miserable. It was getting better, and I liked the beach, and the weather, and the people.
- 11:00 AM: I was off. I started to think I had a great time. I was in a good mood.
Final Thoughts:
This trip was a rollercoaster of glorious highs and stomach-churning lows. I saw beauty, battled my own anxieties, and nearly lost a battle with an oyster. I learned a valuable lesson: sometimes, the "perfect" vacation is anything but. And that's okay. It's real. It's human. And hey, at least I have a story to tell. And those powdered-sugar beaches? Worth every moment.
Would I go back to Hathaway Inn? Absolutely. Brenda made me feel like I was home, the proximity to the beach made all the difference, and the charm of the place just… got to me. Just… maybe I'll pack my own coffee next time. And skip the oysters. Just in case.
(P.S. – If anyone knows a good gastroenterologist, please send referrals. Asking for a friend… who is me.)
Tadoussac's Hidden Gem: Motel de l'Anse a l'Eau - Unbelievable Views!
So, what *is* this thing we're even talking about? Like, what's the deal?
Okay, pizza topping anxiety. I *think* I get it. But what *causes* it? Is it the price of pepperoni?
- The Pressure of Choice: So. Many. Options. It's like staring into the sun and being asked to pick a favorite star. I once spent a solid half-hour agonizing over whether to get artichoke hearts. Artichoke hearts, people! It’s humiliating.
- The Fear of Regret: "What if I pick the *wrong* one?! Will I be doomed to a life of pizza-topping dissatisfaction? Will it haunt my dreams?!" (Yes, I actually *do* think these things.)
- Peer Pressure (Pizza Edition): "But *everyone* else is getting pineapple!" (Even though you *despise* pineapple on pizza.) It's a societal minefield, I tell you!
- The Restaurant's Fault: Some places make it *too* hard! Like, a whole book of topping choices. That's just cruel.
Is there a *cure* for pizza topping anxiety? Please tell me there's a cure.
- Embrace the Mess: Sometimes, just *accepting* that you might end up "slightly" disappointed is the key. It’s pizza, after all! It’s not brain surgery. (Though frankly, sometimes I *do* feel like I’m undergoing brain surgery when confronted with the topping menu.)
- Pick What You Love (Mostly): Don't let the pineapple-pushers get to you. Follow your heart! (Or your stomach, which is probably located right next to your pizza anxiety center.)
- Order a Variety (If Possible): Like, a bit of everything. Sure, it might be a bit... *much*, but at least you'll get to sample! Just don't judge my four-topping medley.
- The Ultimate Technique: Have someone else order for you! Trust me, it feels like winning the lottery. Seriously. I've had friends suggest the most *bizarre* combinations for me, and you know what? They were often the best pizzas I've ever eaten.
What's the *worst* pizza topping? Tell me what you secretly *really* loathe.
So, what's your *favorite* then? Give me some pizza topping *hope*!
Have you personally ever had a Pizza Topping Tragedy? Tell me about it!
