Goa's Hidden Gem: Savitri Guest House - Unbelievable Prices!
Goa's Hidden Gem: Savitri Guest House - Unbelievable Prices! (A Messy, Honest Review)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the chai on Savitri Guest House. And let me tell you, after a week there… I'm still finding sand in everything. But hey, that's Goa for you, right? This isn't your sterile, cookie-cutter resort review, this is the real deal, flaws and all.
First Impressions (and the Sand in EVERYTHING)
The phrase “Unbelievable Prices!” in the name? They ain't lyin'. I'm talking practically steal-a-weekend-away-for-the-price-of-a-fancy-coffee kind of cheap. But listen, cheap doesn't always mean… well, let’s just say my initial reaction to Goa itself was like, “Ooooh, pretty… wait, is that a cow? On the beach? Okay…”. And that initial reaction kinda carried over to Savitri.
Accessibility: Mostly Okay, with a Dash of "Goa Charm"
Now, I'm not in a wheelchair, but I did notice the place had an elevator. A working elevator! Which is a win in India, trust me. They have facilities for disabled guests, which is awesome! But, and this is where the charm comes in, the pathways weren't exactly perfectly paved. Think more “rustic” than “slick.” If you're in a wheelchair, you'll manage, but maybe pack your sense of humor.
The Rooms: Your Home (and your Sand Trap)
Okay, so, my room (and yes, I’m trying to remember the details!), had:
- Air conditioning: A Godsend in the Goan heat.
- Free Wi-Fi: Which, thankfully, actually worked. More on that later.
- That Sand Issue: I swear, it followed me around like a shadow. It was in my bed, my coffee, my soul. Don't ask.
- Soundproofing: Decent, considering the scooters zipping by at all hours.
- A Seating area Very good.
- Extra long bed: Great for us tall people
- Alarm clock: I actually used it!
- Complimentary tea: Love this
- Hair dryer: I need this, and it actually did its job!
- In-room safe box: I actually trust this, so I’m good
The bathroom was clean-ish, with hot water (a HUGE plus), and the bed was comfy enough. They provide bathrobes and slippers. The black-out curtains were a lifesaver for sleeping in after all that beach time! Room cleaning actually kept up, even though I think I cleaned most of the sand out of the room.
Food, Glorious (and Sometimes Questionable) Food
Alright, let’s talk grub. Savitri has a restaurant. And a coffee shop! And a pool side bar!
- Breakfast: This is where things get… interesting. They offer a buffet (buffet!). It's got the usual suspects - eggs (sometimes cooked, sometimes not quite), toast, fruit. But it's definitely not a gourmet experience. Think more “fuel for the beach day” than “Instagrammable breakfast.” I'd recommend taking advantage of the room service - breakfast in room. Nice touch! And they serve Asian and Western options
- Lunch/Dinner: The restaurant has a menu with both international and Asian cuisine. I tried the butter chicken. It was… okay-ish. The salad was better. Look, you'll eat. You won't starve. The coffee was good though.
- Poolside Bar: Perfect for those happy-hour cocktails (happy hour!) and snacks. They have snacks. They're good. They have a poolside bar!
- Vegetarian Restaurant: Excellent for the vegetarians!
The Spa & Relaxation
Okay, now this is where Savitri shines. Now, I don't usually do spa stuff, I'm more of a "lie on the beach and sweat" kind of person, but I was persuaded.
- The Pool with a View: Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. The entire pool, outdoor, and a view!
- Massage: This felt amazing after a long day in the scorching sun.
- Sauna/Steamroom: Didn't try it, but sounded tempting
- Foot bath: A must!
Cleanliness and That Sanitizing Thing
This is a big one post-pandemic, right? So, they actually seem to be trying. Hand sanitizer everywhere, daily disinfection in common areas, staff wearing masks. They even have professional-grade sanitizing services. Rooms are sanitized between stays, and you can opt-out of room sanitization. Seriously, they tried.
Services and Conveniences: Where the "Charm" Peaks
Okay, so, the service. It's… efficient, but not overflowing with warmth. Think polite, not effusive.
- The Front Desk: 24-hour. Helpful, but not always the fastest.
- Luggage Storage: Handy.
- Laundry Service/Dry Cleaning: Yes, YES! Especially if you're like me and spent a week rolling around in the sand.
- Cash Withdrawal: Yep. Cashless payment service is awesome.
- Currency Exchange: Did you forget this, or are you like me, and keep forgetting?
The Things to Do: Goa's Calling!
This where Savitri is well-situated!
- The Beach: You're in Goa, people! GO TO THE BEACH.
- Exploring: Rent a scooter, get lost on the backroads, discover tiny, hidden shacks selling the best food you've ever tasted.
- Yoga and Meditation: They had a shrine! Perfect to relax and relax!
For the Kids: Family Fun!
Family-friendly! Babysitting service, access, kids facilities, and kids meals available.
Getting Around
- Free car park!
- Airport transfer: This is the way to go.
- Taxi service: Yep.
Internet: The Good, the Bad, and The Very Occasionally Absent
Okay, so, Wi-Fi is free in all rooms, and it mostly works. There were a few frustrating moments where it cut out, but overall, it was decent (and better than other places I've been).
Anti-Viral Cleaning Products: A Plus
This is not something I can measure, but i know the staff are well trained in safety protocol, and they've gone to great lengths.
My Verdict: Is it Worth It?
Yes. Absolutely yes. Savitri Guest House is not perfect. It's a little rough around the edges. But for the price, the location, the pool with a view, and the generally relaxed vibe, it's a winner. It's a great base for exploring Goa.
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- Goa at Your Doorstep: Savitri Guest House is perfectly positioned for you to explore everything Goa has to offer – from pristine beaches and vibrant markets to hidden temples and delicious local cuisine.
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is… me, trying to survive and maybe, just maybe, have a spiritual awakening (or at least find a decent cup of chai) in the chaotic glory of Savitri Guest House, Goa.
Savitri Guest House: My Goa-ma-gawd Adventure (aka, Pray for Me)
Day 1: Arrival & the First Salty Tears (Literally & Figuratively)
- 10:00 AM: Land in Dabolim Airport, Goa. Okay, already, sweat is beading on my forehead. Humidity level: 1000%. I hate airports. Especially when they smell vaguely of curry and impending doom.
- 11:00 AM: Finally find my pre-booked taxi. The driver, bless his soul, looks like he’s been driving for fifty years, and the car sounds like a dying tin can. He promises the "best beaches". I'm hoping it's not too "best," because I haven't fully unpacked my existential dread.
- 12:00 PM: Arrive at Savitri Guest House. Okay, so. Photos lie. It’s…rustic. Like, really rustic. Think "charming-if-you're-a-cockroach" rustic. My room? Small. Smelly. But hey, the fan sort of works. I'm already regretting not booking someplace with air con. I’m pretty sure I can hear the humidity breeding in the corners.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at the guest house's "restaurant". Overcooked fish, watery dal, and rice that tastes like…well, rice. But the guy serving me is super enthusiastic, and insists I try a local beer. He calls it "kingfisher". I feel judged by the name. I try to eat something. This is going to be a long week.
- 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Attempt to unpack. Fail miserably. Sweat. Cry a little. Wonder if I should just fly back home. Decide against it because that would mean admitting defeat.
- 4:00 PM: Wander to the beach. Anjuna Beach. Oh. My. God. The sand is hot, the sun is brutal, and the waves…actually kind of mesmerizing. There are so many people. So many hawkers. But, but… there's something beautiful about the chaos. I buy some stupid bracelets. I probably overpaid. I'm a sucker.
- 6:00 PM: Sunset at the beach (allegedly). It's more like "Sunset Through a Thick Haze of Pollution." Still, the sky is a vibrant orange and pink. For a fleeting moment, I think, "Maybe I can do this." Then I get bitten by a mosquito. My spirit collapses again.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a shack on the beach. The food is…okay. The vibe is good. The fireflies are pretty. There's music. I feel slightly less awful. Hope is a fickle thing, isn't it?
Day 2: The Yoga Debacle & Spicy Regret
- 7:00 AM: Attempt yoga class at a "yoga studio." I sign up. I convince myself I'll be a better person. I will not be. The room is filled with sweaty, bendy people who look like they live on a diet of kale and enlightenment. I fall over. I sweat even more. I'm pretty sure I strained something just getting out of bed. Yoga is for other people.
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast. I'm trying the fruit - papaya. Actually pretty good. Still thinking about that overcooked fish.
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Beach. Sun. Sand. Existential dread. This time, I find a less crowded spot. Read a book. Actually, I read a few pages before my mind started wandering. Maybe I should just give up reading? What if I fall asleep on the beach? Could I get sunburned? This is the most work I’ve done all week, and I’ve only been here a day.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch - I’m feeling brave. Try the Vindaloo at a local restaurant. Hot. Really hot. I think my face is peeling. I think I’m going to die.
- 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM: Running away from the spice and trying to recover somewhere that doesn't have a toilet made of metal, and that doesn't look like the entrance to hell. Realizing it is hard to recover from spice.
- 3:00 PM: Nap time. Not as good as I hoped. Maybe I should have found an air-conditioned room after all.
- 6:00 PM: Sunset, round two. It's slightly prettier than yesterday. I’m starting to acclimatize to the heat. Maybe.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. I play it safe and get something non-spicy. It’s bland, but I can handle it.
Day 3: The Market Mayhem and the Motorcycle of Terror
- 9:00 AM: Decide to be adventurous-ish. Rent a scooter. This is probably a terrible idea. I can only drive a bicycle.
- 9:30 AM: After a quick "lesson" and a lot of white knuckles, I'm (mostly) on the road. Terrified. Everyone is honking at me. I narrowly avoid hitting a cow. This is how I die.
- 10 AM: Arrive at Anjuna Flea Market. Holy. Mother. Of. Everything. Stalls selling everything from silk scarves to fake designer bags. I get lost within moments, and I can't find the scooter.
- 12 PM: Find the scooter. Barely. I'm sweating, overwhelmed, and broke because, of course, I bought something.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a market stall. I'm too tired to be scared of food poisoning, so I try a wrap. It’s surprisingly good.
- 2:00 PM: The ride back? Equally terrifying. I get lost. Twice. I almost crash. I consider leaving the scooter and hiding forever.
- 4:00 PM: Collapse in my room. Reflect on my life choices. Regret everything.
- 6:00 PM: Decide to skip the sunset. Maybe tomorrow.
- 7:00 PM: Order room service (because even the thought of leaving my room is exhausting). Rice and dal again. Yay.
Day 4: The Old Goa & The Spiritual Struggle
- 9:00 AM: Attempt to detox from yesterday's market madness. Fail.
- 10:00 AM: Taxi to Old Goa. The churches are beautiful. But it's hot. And crowded. And I'm still thinking about that scooter.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch in Old Goa. I ate a plate of fried rice. A whole plate. What am I doing with my life?
- 1:00 PM-3:00 PM: More churches. I try to appreciate the architecture. I fail to feel any profound spiritual connection.
- 4:00 PM: Take a nap.
- 6:00 PM: Attempt to meditate. Fail.
- 7:00 PM: Attempt dinner out of Savitri Guest House, find the food isn't amazing, get food poisoning.
Day 5: The Beach Bum & The End is Nigh (Sort of)
- 9:00 AM: Feel awful due to food poisoning. Just sitting here and wishing this hell to end.
- 10:00 AM - 6:00 PM: Sit on the beach. Watch people. Reflect. Decide I like people.
- 7:00 PM: Eat some rice and tea at a shack.
Day 6: The Last Sunset and the Maybe-I-Like-It Epiphany
- 10:00 AM: I wake up. I feel a little better. Maybe I'll stay another day.
- 11:00 AM - 6:00 PM: Everything just flows together now
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at the guest house restaurant…again. Fish wasn't bad this time.
- 8:00 PM: I'm going to stay.
Day 7: Departure (and a Promise to Come Back)
- 9:00 AM: Pack. Surprisingly, I managed to buy some clothes.
- 10:00 AM: Last chai.
- 11:00 AM: Taxi to the airport.
- 12:00 PM: The airport. Feels like coming home.
- 1:00 PM: I feel bittersweet. Goa was chaos. It was sweaty. It was spicy. But maybe, just maybe, I loved it.
- 2:00 PM: Flight.
Savitri Guest House: You WILL NOT Believe the Prices! (But Seriously, What's the Catch?)
