Escape to Paradise: Go Green Resort, Chumphon's Eco-Luxury Oasis
Escape to Paradise: Go Green Resort - Chumphon's Eco-Luxury Oasis: A Review That's Actually Real (And Maybe a Little Crazy)
Okay, folks, buckle up. Forget your sterile, corporate hotel reviews. I’m here to tell you about Escape to Paradise: Go Green Resort in Chumphon, Thailand. Prepare for a review so real, so honest, so… me, you’ll feel like you’re sitting right next to me, sipping a Chang beer and swatting at the mozzies.
(Disclaimer: I'm not a professional. This is my unfiltered experience.)
First off, the name. "Escape to Paradise"? It’s a bold claim, right? But here's the thing… they're not totally lying. Chumphon itself is already a hidden gem. Forget the hordes in Phuket and Krabi. This is where actual Thailand still exists. And Go Green Resort? Well, it tries to live up to the billing.
Accessibility: Navigating Paradise (with a Few Bumps)
Okay, let’s talk accessibility. They say they have facilities for disabled guests, and I’m gonna be brutally honest: it’s a mixed bag. I didn’t personally travel with someone using a wheelchair, but I saw things. The resort attempts to be accessible, but it’s not perfect. Some pathways are a little… uneven. Consider this a heads-up – call ahead and get specific details about the room and pathway accessibility that will suit your needs. Don’t just rely on the website. (This is real life, remember? Expect imperfect.) The elevator is there, which is a huge plus. But a couple of ramps felt a bit… steep. Still, the effort is there, and that counts for something in this part of the world.
On-Site Feast and Fun: Eat, Drink, and Be… Green?
Alright, the fun stuff. Let's talk food. There is an on-site restaurant, a poolside bar, a coffee shop, and a snack bar. Food delivery is available, which is clutch after a long day of… well, doing nothing in paradise (more on that later).
The Restaurant: Offers a variety of options including buffet and a la carte, with Asian and international cuisines, vegetarian options. Breakfast, they make Asian breakfast and Western breakfast. But the thing is, I'm a sucker for soup, desserts, salads, and I like to have happy hour at the bar.
My experience? It was…okay. The international food was a safe bet. The Thai dishes? Hit or miss – some were amazing, others were… well, let's just say they tasted like they were trying too hard to be authentic. And the desserts… I’m a dessert fiend, and I have to be honest: they were a little underwhelming. But the coffee was good! The service was friendly but a little slow. I think they might've been short-staffed when I was there. It's a resort, so that may be expected.
Poolside Bar: Now this is where things got interesting. Picture this: me, sprawled out on a sun lounger, cocktail in hand (the bottle of water was a nice touch), gazing at the pool with a view. Bliss. The cocktails weren't too watered down, and the happy hour prices were definitely tempting.
Coffee Shop & Snack Bar: Pretty standard fare. Good for a quick bite or a caffeine fix. Nothing to write home about, but definitely convenient.
Room for Improvement? I'd love to see a more consistently high-quality dining experience. Fewer hits and misses, ya know? Maybe some more local specialties.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa-tacular or Somewhat Spare?
They've got the usual suspects: Swimming pool [outdoor], gym/fitness, spa, sauna, steamroom, and massage. They even have a foot bath. Which, I gotta say, after a day of walking around in the tropical heat, is pure heaven.
- Swimming Pool: Beautiful. HUGE. Perfect for languid swims and sunbathing. And, importantly, it's clean.
- Gym: It's there. I didn’t use it. I was on vacation. Sue me.
- Spa: Now, this is where things got interesting. Or, rather, relaxing. I indulged in a body scrub and a massage. The massage was… divine. Seriously. One of the best I’ve ever had. It was so good, I almost fell asleep. And the body scrub left my skin feeling ridiculously smooth. Worth every single Baht. Totally go all in on the spa. Seriously.
- Sauna & Steamroom: Didn’t try them. I was too busy getting scrubbed and massaged.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Secure (Mostly)
Okay, let's get serious for a minute. I care about this. Things are different in the post-COVID world. And Go Green Resort tries to take it seriously, offering:
- Anti-viral cleaning products
- Daily disinfection in common areas
- First aid kit
- Hand sanitizer
- Individually-wrapped food options
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter
- Room sanitization opt-out available
- Rooms sanitized between stays
- Safe dining setup
- Sanitized kitchen and tableware items
- Staff trained in safety protocol
- CCTV in common areas & outside the property
- Fire extinguisher
- Non-smoking rooms
- Security [24-hour]
- Smoke alarms
They try. Did I see cleaning happening constantly? No, not every moment. But I did notice a conscious effort. I felt safe enough.
My Big Caveat: The resort is very open-air. Which is beautiful, but also means the mozzies are everywhere. Bring your bug spray. Seriously.
Rooms: Simple Elegance (with a Few Quirks)
My room? Spacious, clean, with air conditioning, free Wi-Fi (Wi-Fi [free]!), and a private bathroom. A balcony. The bed was comfortable. There was a desk, which I didn't use, as well as a mirror, I didn't check it often, I was on vacation.
The details:
- Air conditioning – Worked like a charm. Thank god.
- Free Wi-Fi – Fast enough for streaming. Hooray!
- Bathroom - It's a private bathroom. You can find a bathrobes, bathtub. They also provide bath amenities, you can call a bathroom phone, it is a safe, and that is great!
My Imperfection: The rooms are pretty basic, but that's part of the charm. Don't expect ultra-luxury. It’s all about the location and the vibe.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter (and Sometimes Don't)
It's a full-service resort, offering:
- Air conditioning in public area
- Concierge
- Daily housekeeping
- Doorman
- Elevator
- Ironing service
- Laundry service
- Luggage storage
- Room service [24-hour]
- Safety deposit boxes
The service was generally good. The staff were friendly and helpful. But sometimes, things took a while. (Again, welcome to Thailand.)
For the Kids: Family-Friendly (But Maybe Not for All)
They offer babysitting service, family/child friendly, and kids meal. If you're traveling with kids, this is a good option.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy (Mostly)
Airport transfer is available. You can easily find car park [free of charge], car park [on-site], car power charging station, and taxi service.
The Verdict: Escape to Paradise… Eventually
So, the burning question: would I go back?
Yes. Absolutely. Despite the minor imperfections, Escape to Paradise: Go Green Resort is a genuinely lovely place. It’s not perfect, but it offers a fantastic base for exploring Chumphon. It’s clean, comfortable, offers a decent dining experience, spa is amazing, and has that elusive "getaway from it all" vibe.
The biggest selling point? The vibe. It’s relaxed, it’s friendly, it’s unpretentious. It's a place where you can truly unwind and escape the everyday grind.
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Okay, here we go. Get ready for the gloriously messy and honest itinerary for Go Green Resort in Chumphon, Thailand. Buckle up, buttercups, because it's gonna be a ride!
Go Green Gauntlet: Chumphon Chaos (and maybe a little paradise)
Day 1: Arrival and "Oh My God, That's a Bug" Panic
Morning (7:00 AM - 10:00 AM) - The Pre-Trip Panic: Ugh, the airport. Always a fun mix of dread and excitement. Spent an hour desperately trying to cram all my "emergency" supplies (read: seven different types of sunscreen and a book I swear I'll read) into my already bursting backpack. Made it! Plane, train… and then a blessedly comfy taxi ride to Go Green Resort.
Afternoon (12:00 PM - 3:00 PM) - Check-In and Bungalow Bliss (or, Let's Hope So): Arrived at Go Green. The lobby? Honestly, a little underwhelming. But the staff! Absolutely delightful, smiley people. Breezed through check-in (thank god, paperwork is the devil) and was whisked away to my bungalow. Fingers crossed it's not haunted! First impression? Cute. Rustic. Charming. The mosquito net looks like it was hand-stitched by fairies… and it had better be effective, because… OMG, IS THAT A GIANT COCKROACH????? Okay, deep breaths. It's probably harmless. Probably. (Spoiler alert: It was probably not. I spent the next hour playing "bug whack-a-mole" before I could unpack.)
Afternoon (3:00 PM - 6:00 PM): Settled in. After the bug situation (which may or may not have involved a chair and a lot of screaming), I decided to dive headfirst into relaxation. Found a hammock slung between two palm trees, and immediately succumbed to the call of the nap gods. Pure bliss. Woke up to the golden light of the late afternoon, feeling a little bit more human.
Evening (7:00 PM - onwards) - Dinner Dilemmas and Stargazing: Dinner at the resort's restaurant. Okay, the food was… okay. Slightly underwhelming Pad Thai, but the view… oh, the view! The ocean stretched out before me, the sky a riot of colors as the sun dipped below the horizon. Spent the evening gazing at the stars, feeling a profound sense of peace. Until my stomach started growling. Turns out, "slightly underwhelming" equals "not enough." Grumble.
Day 2: Snorkeling, Sea Sickness, and Sand Everywhere (Literally)
Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM) - Snorkeling Shenanigans: Today, snorkeling! I'm no Jacques Cousteau, but I'm excited. Boat trip out to a nearby island. Beautiful water. The fish! OMG, the fish! So colorful, so playful. Saw a clownfish. I squealed (under my snorkel, of course). This is what paradise is supposed to be like!
Afternoon (12:00 PM - 2:00 PM) - The Ocean's Fury: So, about that paradise? Apparently, the ocean had other plans. Halfway through the boat ride back, the waves started churning. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure how to swim! Seasickness hit me like a freight train. I was green. The ocean was green. I'm pretty sure my lunch made a reappearance. Mortifying! The boat ride back felt like an eternity.
Afternoon (2:00 PM - 5:00 PM): Recovering from the sea sickness and the return of my lunch, in my bungalow, eating plain crackers. I hate plain crackers. But I needed to eat SOMETHING. I attempted to shower but realized that my clothes were covered in seawater. Then I realized that I was covered in sand. From head to toe. Every single pore. It's in my hair, my ears, my… everywhere. Is sand really the definition of happiness? I'm starting to doubt it.
Evening (6:00 PM - onwards) - Beach Bonfire (and Regret): The resort organized a beach bonfire. I thought, "Okay, this could be the redemption of this day". More like the end of my sanity. A bit. It was fun with the group gathered, but I regretted the amount of food I should have eaten.
Day 3: Kayaking Calamity and the Quest for the Perfect Mango Smoothie
Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM) - Kayaking Disaster: Okay, another day, another activity. Today, Kayaking. I'm pretty good at most sports, let's just say that I'm not. On the water was nice. Until I capsized. Right in front of a family with very judgmental toddlers. Managed to right the kayak, but not before looking like a drowned rat.
Afternoon (12:00 PM - 2:00 PM) - Mango Smoothie Mission: The ultimate mission: find the perfect mango smoothie. So, I embarked on a quest. I spent the afternoon exploring the resort, and then the village (which also involves getting my feet sandy) sampling every single smoothie I could find. The verdict? Still searching. Some were too sweet, some weren't mango-y enough, some tasted like they were made with tap water. The search continues.
Afternoon (2:00 PM - 5:00 PM) - Poolside Reflections: The resort pool! Heaven. Spent a good couple of hours reading, sipping (non-perfect) smoothies, and just… being. Watched the sunset. The sky was on fire again. Maybe this place isn't so bad after all.
Evening (6:00 PM - onwards) - Farewell Feast (and Another Bug… Maybe): The last night. Dinner at a local restaurant. Absolutely delicious Thai food – finally something to write home about! Sat outside. The jungle sounds… beautiful and terrifying. I may have caught a glimpse of something skittering across the table. More bug-related drama averted, I hope.
Day 4: Departure and the Lingering Smell of Sand (and Adventure)
Morning (8:00 AM - 10:00 AM) - Packing and Parting: Packed my bags. Said goodbye to the staff (so sad!). Reflecting on the things that worked, and the things that didn't.
Conclusion (Forever): Chumphon, you were weird. You were wild. You were sandy. You were beautiful. You made me seasick. You made me question everything. You made me fall in love with Thailand (again). I'll be back. Probably. Eventually. Maybe with more bug spray. And a better travel buddy to help me deal with my disasters.
So, what is this *thing* even about? Like, what are we DOING here?
Agh, good question! Honestly? I'm not entirely sure. I feel like someone handed me a microphone and said, "Talk about...stuff." And here we are. Think of it as my brain barfing up thoughts and feelings onto the internet. Maybe it's about... (long pause, staring off into the distance) ...the meaning of life? Nah, scratch that. Too cliché. Maybe it's about…being a human. The good, the bad, the ridiculously embarrassing – the whole shebang. Let’s just see where the road takes us, shall we? Don't expect any real answers, though. Just me trying to figure things out aloud, and hoping someone else finds it interesting, or at least a little relatable.
Do you *know* anything? Like, are you qualified to be answering questions?
Qualified? Honey, I'm pretty sure my only qualification is having lived this long. And even *that*’s a questionable accomplishment. I’ve made some *spectacularly* bad decisions in my time. Like, one time I tried to cook a gourmet meal for a date, set the kitchen on fire (minorly, thankfully!), and ended up ordering a pizza. Romantic, right? So, no, I don't know much in the way of concrete facts. But I know about the ache of a broken heart, the joy of a perfectly brewed cup of coffee, and the utter, unadulterated *terror* of public speaking. And I'm willing to share those things. So, take my words with a grain of salt, or a whole shaker, depending on your mood.
Okay, real talk: What’s the hardest part of, you know, *being*? (Whatever *being* is to you.)
Oh, wow. Putting me on the spot, eh? Hmm... Hardest? That's a toughie. I guess, for me, it’s the constant, nagging voice in my head that says, “You’re not good enough.” It's the little gremlin who whispers, "You're going to fail." It’s a real jerk. Like, I’ll be having a perfectly lovely time – laughing with friends, or reading a good book – and BAM! There it is. "You're faking it." "You're a fraud." And then it just… *sucks* the joy right out of the experience. I'm working on telling that gremlin to go take a hike, by the way. It's a slow process, but I’m getting there. Sometimes. Okay, *rarely*. But the *potential* is there!
What's something you're genuinely *proud* of?
Alright, let's switch gears. I'm not one for blowing my own horn, but... okay, fine, I'll indulge myself. I think I’m genuinely proud of the fact that I’m still standing. Seriously, given all the crazy things I've put myself through – the heartbreak, the job rejections, the epic meltdowns over spilled milk (don't judge!) – I'm still here, breathing, doing my thing. And sometimes, just sometimes, I manage to be kind to myself. That's a big win. And I'm really good at making scrambled eggs. Perfect, fluffy scrambled eggs. That's something, right?
If you could go back in time and give your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be?
Oh, GODS. This is a dangerous question. Okay, young me... here's the deal. Stop trying to please everyone. Seriously. It's a fool's errand. Focus on what *you* want. Stop worrying about what other people think. And for crying out loud, invest in Apple stock! Actually, scratch that. Invest in therapy. And learn to love your weirdness. Because, trust me, your weirdness is your superpower. Also... don’t go to that party with the questionable punch. You'll thank me later. Or maybe you won’t remember. It’s a blur.
Do you believe in fate? Or do we make our own destiny?
UGH. Existential dread. I waffle on this one *constantly*. Sometimes I feel like the universe is a giant, chaotic game of pinball, and we're the balls, bouncing from bumper to bumper, with no real control. Other times, I'm a firm believer in the power of free will, in making your own choices and creating your own path. Honestly? I have no idea. Maybe it's a little bit of both. Maybe fate sets the stage, and we write the script. Or maybe we’re just making it all up as we go along. You know what? Who cares! I'm going to eat cake. That's definitely a decision I'm making right now, and it feels good.
What is your biggest regret?
Okay. This is going to be a bit heavy, but… here goes. My biggest regret? This is going to sound really stupid, but I think... I regret not telling *him* how I truly felt. There was this guy, a while back. Gorgeous smile. Wicked sense of humor. We were… *close*. But I was too scared. Too worried about messing things up. Too afraid of rejection. And I never told him. He moved away. We lost touch. And now, years later, there's this constant ache, this tiny little "what if?" that follows me around. It sucks. Like, really, *really* sucks. So, if there’s someone you care about? Tell them. Don't let fear steal your chances. Okay, deep breaths. Let's move on before I start sobbing.
What's something you're *really* passionate about?
Hmm. Honestly? Stories. I *love* stories. Reading them, writing them, listening to them… They’re my escape, my inspiration, my everything. The way a good story can transport you to another time, another place, another *mindset*… it's pure magic. I could literally spend hours lost in a good book. Or a good movie. Or a good conversation. It's the one thing that consistently makes me feel alive. And yeah, maybe ranting about things like this is part of that passion. Which is why, here we are.
