Brooklyn's HOTTEST Hotel: BPM Beats & Unbeatable Views!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just survived a whirlwind trip to BPM Beats & Unbeatable Views!, and let me tell you, it's a lot. Like, a LOT. Forget the generic hotel review; this is gonna be straight from the heart, with a touch of Brooklyn grit. And yeah, I'm gonna be honest about the good, the bad, and the oh-so-slightly-questionable.
First Impression: BAM! (And then Ugh, My Leg)
Getting there? Pretty painless. They boast car park [free of charge] and Valet parking, which is a godsend in this concrete jungle. However, my taxi driver, bless his heart (and his questionable navigation skills), dropped me off a block away. Cue me, hauling a suitcase the size of a small child down a cobblestone street. Accessibility? They have an Elevator, which is fantastic. But getting to the elevator? More on that later. Once inside, the sheer vibe hits you. Seriously, BPM Beats isn't just a name; it's a promise. The lobby pulsates with music – not the elevator muzak you're used to, but actual beats. My tired legs, however, needed a place to sit.
Rooms: Views That Will Make You Forget Everything (Except Maybe Your Allergies)
My room? Phenomenal. Non-smoking (thank the heavens!), high up, with a view that stretched from the Williamsburg Bridge to, well, seemingly forever. One of my primary needs: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and Internet access – wireless. I got it. The air conditioning was a lifesaver because, let's face it, Brooklyn in summer can be a sweaty business. Blackout curtains? YES. Finally, a hotel that understands the sacred art of sleeping in. Extra long bed? Check. Bathrobes and slippers? Yep. The details make a HUGE difference, and the bathroom was spotless. Oh, and the water? Not just free, but Free bottled water! Small things. Big impact.
The "Holy Moly, Is That My Life?" Moments (The Amenities)
Here's where things get interesting. Fitness center? Surprisingly well-equipped, even with my lazy-day standards. Swimming pool [outdoor]? Gorgeous! They had a Pool with view that overlooked the city. The Spa? A dream oasis. The Sauna, steamroom, and massage? I basically lived there. Okay, maybe not lived, but I sure tried. I will, however, make a special comment: The Body scrub was the most intense experience of my life. I'm pretty sure the therapist could see into my soul -- I feel fantastic, by the way. I’m getting ahead of myself, but let's talk food.
Food, Glorious Food (And the Occasional Dietary Disaster)
The restaurants. I'm not much of a Breakfast [buffet] type, so I opted to try the Breakfast in room. Perfect. They had Asian breakfast options, even though I'm not really an "early-morning eater," But the coffee? A revelation. And the restaurants? I'm here to say, not everyone is a winner. Western cuisine in restaurant was good, but the Vegetarian restaurant? A bit underwhelming, and the Salad in restaurant? Please. Room service [24-hour] was the real MVP. A la carte in restaurant was available, along Coffee/tea in restaurant. Oh! And who doesn't love a Happy hour? Bottle of water, available everywhere, as it should be.
Cleanliness, Safety, and the Slight Paranoia
Okay, let's talk about the elephant (or, you know, the virus) in the room: Cleanliness and safety. I'm hyper-vigilant after the last few years. I'm happy to report, they take it seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Hand sanitizer EVERYWHERE? Check. They even have Rooms sanitized between stays. That’s a huge plus. I had the option to Room sanitization opt-out available, but I didn't. The Staff trained in safety protocol, which made me feel a lot better. Seeing that and the Physical distancing of at least 1 meter.
The "Meh" Moments (And the Things That Could Be Better)
Okay, here's the honest truth: The Accessibility wasn't perfect. The entrance was a bit… challenging. (See, I did tell you about that leg.) The air conditioning in public area was slightly lacking in the hallways. The concierge? Utterly charming, but sometimes a bit overwhelmed.
Also, and this is a personal thing, the music in the lobby, while undeniably cool, was sometimes a bit…too much. Maybe tone it down for breakfast? Just a thought.
Final Verdict: Book It (With a Few Caveats)
Look, BPM Beats & Unbeatable Views! isn't perfect. But it's unique, it's fun, and the views are seriously to die for. If you're looking for a generic hotel experience, go somewhere else. But if you want a stay that's memorable, stylish, and packed with energy (and you don't mind a little bit of Brooklyn-style chaos), then book it. Just, you know, maybe pack a folding chair if you tire easily.
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Royal Hotel Odate: Your Unforgettable Japanese Escape Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my (very messy) attempt at conquering New York City, specifically with Hotel BPM Brooklyn as my somewhat chaotic base camp. This isn't your pristine, Instagram-filtered itinerary. This is the REAL DEAL. Prepare for emotional rollercoasters, questionable food choices, and the constant hum of "did I pack enough socks?"
Day 1: Arrival & Brooklyn Buzz (Plus a Healthy Dose of Panic)
1:00 PM: Arrival at JFK – The Great Luggage Tango.
Okay, so I envisioned myself gliding through customs, effortlessly snagging my bag, and emerging like a seasoned traveler. Reality? More like a panting, sweaty mess trying to decipher the carousel of doom. Seriously, why are there so many black suitcases?! Found my bag (eventually, after a minor existential crisis about whether I actually am me), hailed a yellow cab – which promptly got stuck in traffic that seemingly stretched all the way to New Jersey. Good start, world. Good start.
3:00 PM: Hotel BPM Brooklyn – Checking In and Initial Assessment.
The Hotel BPM Brooklyn itself is…well, it's got that cool, industrial-chic vibe. Exposed brick, minimalist furniture, the works. My room? Small. Smaller than I expected. But hey, it’s Brooklyn, right? Gotta embrace the compact living. The view? A fire escape and a building across the street. "Charming!" I cackle to myself, probably a bit too loudly. Mental note: Need to find a bar STAT.
4:00 PM: Prospect Park Wanderings – A Moment of Peace… Then the Squirrels.
Okay, this was the highlight of the day. Took a stroll through Prospect Park. Gorgeous! Sunlight filtering through the leaves, people relaxing on the grass… Then the squirrels happened. Aggressive little buggers. I swear one of them sized me up, probably calculating the best angle to try and snatch my bagel. Almost lost my cool and yelled “GET OUT OF MY FACE, YOU PAIN IN THE ASS!” but decided to channel my inner zen. Mostly.
6:00 PM: Dinner Disaster – The Quest for Authentic Pizza.
The internet promised THE BEST pizza within walking distance. Lies! All lies! The place was packed (always a bad sign, right?), service was slow, and the pizza… well, it tasted like cardboard with extra cheese goo. Big disappointment. My stomach grumbled in protest. Needed to wash down the bad pizza with something strong.
8:00 PM: The First Bar – Brooklyn Lager Therapy.
Found a dive bar with a decent selection of local beers. Brooklyn Lager never tasted so good. Managed to strike up a conversation with a local who told me the best place in the world for a slice. I hope he's right.
Day 2: Manhattan Mayhem & Regrets (and a Really Good Bagel)
9:00 AM: Bagel Bliss – A Brooklyn Miracle.
Okay, this is what I came for. A bagel from a little shop on the corner. Everything bagel, cream cheese, and lox. Salty, savory, perfect. This is the kind of life-affirming experience that makes you momentarily forget you’re crammed into a tiny hotel room. (Insert heart-eyed emoji here).
10:00 AM: The Subway – Mayhem and Confusion.
Trying to navigate the subway… let’s just say I got off at the wrong stop (twice). Felt like I was in a real-life video game, only I was the clueless character. The sheer volume of humanity, the screeching trains, the unspoken rules of personal space… it’s an experience, alright. Definitely a memorable one.
11:00 AM: Times Square – The Tourist Trap.
I knew Times Square would be overwhelming. I tried to mentally prepare. I failed. Giant screens, flashing lights, costumed characters trying to get you to take pictures (for a hefty price). It's a sensory overload, and honestly, I wanted to claw my eyes out. I briefly considered a career change, like, selling umbrellas in the middle of Antarctica. Escaped as quickly as humanly possible.
1:00 PM: Central Park – An Oasis in the Chaos.
Needed a serious palate cleanser after Times Square. Central Park saved my sanity. Found a bench, watched the ducks, breathed deeply. It's a truly magical place. Wish I could spend the entire day relaxing.
3:00 PM: MOMA – Art Appreciation (or Pretending to Understand Art).
MOMA was amazing and confusing all at once. So much art! So many interpretations! Wandered through, feeling slightly inadequate in my understanding of modern art. I pretended to be profound, pondered the meaning of life… ate a ridiculously overpriced (but delicious) cookie in the cafe.
5:00 PM: Shopping on 5th Avenue - Feeling Poor
Fifth Avenue is a world of high-end shops, and I mostly wander, but had no intention to buy anything. It was a nice window shopping expirience at least.
7:00 PM: Dinner - Searching for Better Pizza
I found a new place to eat. The pizza was better this time, but not the best. The search continues.
9:00 PM: Brooklyn Bridge at Night - The Great Escape.
I went to the Brooklyn Bridge. I spent quite a lot of time there. It's a bit far, but the view is incredible, especially at night. It's beautiful. I'm going back there.
Day 3: Williamsburg, Brunch, and Existential Dread
10:00 AM: Brunch – The Brooklyn Ritual.
Found a cute cafe in Williamsburg with a four-hour wait. Okay, maybe not that cute. Settled for a less-cute place with a slightly shorter wait. The avocado toast (of course!) was worth it. And the coffee. Don't even get me started on the coffee.
12:00 PM: Williamsburg Wanderings – Hipster Heaven (and a Little Bit Too Much Hipster).
Williamsburg. So trendy. Coffee shops on every corner, vintage stores overflowing with… stuff. The street art is great. The people-watching is even better. Started to feel like I needed to grow a beard and perfect my ironic t-shirt collection. Maybe I am a hipster at heart? The thought scares me.
2:00 PM: Shopping - I bought some clothes
I found a nice store and bough some clothes.
4:00 PM: Hotel Room Contemplation and Departure Preparation.
Back in my tiny room, staring at my suitcase, feeling an odd mix of exhaustion and exhilaration. Did I see everything? Did I eat enough pizza? Probably not. Am I ready to leave? No way.
6:00 PM: Final Meal - The Pizza Triumph
I went back to the first place the local told me. The pizza was incredible. I'm going back there.
8:00 PM: Thinking of the Brooklyn Bridge
I returned to the Brooklyn Bridge, it was as wonderful as the first time, maybe even more. I hope to get back soon.
In Conclusion: New York, You Exhausting, Wonderful Beast.
This trip was a whirlwind. It was messy. It was imperfect. I loved it. I hated it. I’ll be back. That’s the New York magic, I think. You can't help but be changed by the experience. I’m heading home with a slightly larger waistline, a slightly more cynical view of humanity, and a deep, unwavering love for a perfect bagel. Until next time, NYC. Don't change… too much. And maybe, just maybe, try to get those squirrels under control.
Escape to Comfort: Las Cruces' BEST I-25 North Hotel!
Okay, spill the tea. What *is* BPM actually like? Is it as amazing as the Insta-hype makes it out to be?
Alright, alright, let's get real. Insta? Pure fluff. BPM? Layers. Like a really good onion, but instead of making you cry, it makes you... well, mostly happy, occasionally slightly annoyed, and sometimes utterly speechless with the view. I've stayed there three times now. The first time? Unforgettable. Pure, unadulterated "OMG I live here now" moment. The second? A little... off. Let's just say the "beats" were a *teeny* bit too loud at 3 AM. The third? Back on track. It's a gamble, honestly. But the highs are *stupendous*.
The "Unbeatable Views" are a big deal. What's the deal? Does it actually deliver?
YES. A thousand times YES. The view is… well, it punches you in the face with its beauty. Seriously. I walked into my room that first time, and I literally gasped. Manhattan? Right there. The bridges? Sparkling. The water? Reflecting everything. I'm a sucker for a good sunset, and let me tell you, BPM's sunsets are something else. One night, I swear, the sky was painted with fire. I even snapped a photo and realized I'd taken like 30 photos of the *exact* same thing because I couldn't stop. It’s the kind of view that fuels procrastination, you know? "Oh, I *should* be working… but look at that light! Gotta take just *one* more photo…"
Let’s talk about the "Beats." Is the music as good as the hype suggests? And is it EVER silent?
Okay, the sound. That's where things get… interesting. The music is, generally speaking, pretty good. It’s curated well, the DJs usually know their stuff, and the vibe is definitely "party but make it classy." BUT, and this is a HUGE but, the *volume* sometimes pushes it from "vibes" to "slightly deafening." One night, I swear, my walls were vibrating with the bass. I ended up having to go down to the front desk at 2 AM in my pajamas, bleary-eyed, and pleading for a moment of silence. They were super apologetic, though, and even brought me earplugs. Which, honestly, I should have packed myself. Lesson learned. Bring earplugs.
Is the pool as Instagrammable as it looks? And more importantly, is it *actually* enjoyable?
Oh, the pool. The pool is a work of art. That rooftop infinity pool is a siren song. Yes, it's ridiculously Instagrammable. Your feed will thank you. But be warned: it's also *packed*. Like, sardines-in-a-can packed, especially on weekends. I went with a group of friends once, and we spent half an hour just trying to find a spot to put our towels. And the cocktails? Delicious, but pricey, like, "ouch my wallet" pricey. But, the view from the pool is spectacular. So… worth it? Maybe. Depends on how much you value your quiet time, and how willing you are to squeeze through a crowd. I'd recommend going early in the morning, right when they open, or late at night. Then, pure bliss.
The Food. Is the restaurant any good? I've heard mixed reviews.
Okay, the restaurant. It's… fine. It's not awful. The food is generally perfectly edible. The menu is… well, it's there. The problem is, the price is a little elevated. I had breakfast there once. Perfectly fine scrambled eggs. But I swear, the same breakfast at a diner down the street would have been half the price. And the service… It's like they're constantly understaffed. Wait times can be excruciating, especially during peak hours. My advice? Explore the neighborhood. Brooklyn is full of amazing restaurants. Don't be afraid to venture out! And hey, you're already paying for the view with the hotel, why not *really* enjoy the food somewhere else?
What even IS the vibe? Who goes there? Is it pretentious?
The vibe is… well, it’s trying to be "cool." Think: trendy design, lots of exposed brick, and people who are clearly trying to look effortlessly stylish. Is it pretentious? Sometimes, yeah. But honestly, it's mostly a mix. You've got the influencers snapping selfies, the couples celebrating anniversaries, the groups of friends living their best lives, and the business travelers who probably just stumbled in because it was nearby. I've seen it all. The crowd is eclectic. And honestly, a little pretension is fine if the view is good enough, right? My advice? Go, embrace it, and don't take yourself too seriously.
Speaking of the view (again!), what are the best rooms to book for it? Any room-specific recommendations?
Okay, the rooms. Obviously, you want a room with a view. The higher up, the better. Seriously, book a room on a high floor. Those panoramic city views are what you're paying for. If you can swing it, request a corner room. You'll get even more windows and a better vantage point. And honestly, if you can afford it, the suites are worth the splurge. They're bigger, they have better views, and you get a little more privacy. The other rooms are perfectly fine, the king suites are a good compromise. Although, honestly, the room itself is fine, it's the view that's really the star. I've stayed in a few different rooms, and while they're all nice, the view is what makes or breaks the experience. It's like, you could be staying in a cardboard box, but if that cardboard box has *that* view, you're golden.
Any insider tips for avoiding the crowds?
Okay, insider tips. Listen up, because this is where you save yourself some sanity. First, book well in advance, especially if you're going on a weekend. Second, go to the pool early in the morning, or late at night. You'll have a much better chance of getting a spot and, you know, actually enjoying yourself. Third, be prepared with earplugs. Seriously. Trust me. Fourth, explore the neighborhood! Brooklyn is amazing. Don't just stay in the hotel. Get out there and experience the city! Fifth, order room service. Sometimes, the simple pleasure of enjoying the view in your pajamas is the best part of all. You know, because if you are feeling lazy the next day, just keep doing what you are doing.
