Makassar's Hidden Gem: OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Review!

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

Makassar's Hidden Gem: OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Review!

Makassar's Hidden Gem? My Chaotic Affair with OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House! (Spoiler: It's Complicated)

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the swirling, sometimes-confusing, always-interesting world of OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House in Makassar. I'm talking about a place that bills itself as a "hidden gem," and honestly? It is…sort of. More like a slightly-tarnished, very-affordable, surprisingly-charming-at-times, gem. Let's just say my experience was a rollercoaster. Prepare for the REAL review, the messy, honest, and hopefully helpful version.

Accessibility - The Quest Begins!

Right off the bat, let's talk accessibility. Now, I didn't personally need a wheelchair, but this place looked tricky. No clear signage I saw for ramps or accessible routes, and the lay of the land seemed to have some stairs. This isn’t definitively a dealbreaker, but it’s worth noting. Wheelchair accessible, unfortunately, seems like it might be a stretch. Maybe inquire beforehand, but go in with your eyes open.

Check-in/out [express] / Check-in/out [private] - The Smooth and the… Not-so-Smooth

Now, the website claimed contactless check-in/out. Great! In theory. In practice, it was a bit of a comedy of errors. The staff, bless their hearts, are genuinely friendly, but the whole thing took a bit of fumbling. Eventually, we got there, but it was more "extended check-in" than "express." Private? Hmmm, not so much, given that it felt like everyone in the lobby was watching.

Rooms - The Good, the Bad, and the Extra-Long Bed… What?!

Okay, let's talk about the rooms. The Air conditioning blasted like a hurricane (thank GOD, Makassar is HOT!). Air conditioning in public area was… hit or miss. The room? Decent. Cleanish. You know the drill. Blackout curtains, absolutely essential. And I appreciated the complimentary tea and free bottled water. A small mercy in the chaos.

The Internet access – wireless worked, though it wasn’t the lightning-fast internet. You could download, but not fast. The internet access – LAN? I didn’t even try. Honestly, after battling the hotel's Wi-Fi in public areas, I wasn’t in the mood for a cable. But hey, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Always a plus.

Now about the extra long bed: Dude, it really was extra long! I'm a pretty tall dude and it was great. Extra long bed wins!

But the bathroom? The bathroom was where things got… interesting. The shower was functional at best. And the towels? Well, let's just say I've had softer sandpaper. Slippers were a nice touch though. Toiletries: Basic. Bring your own, trust me.

Cleanliness and Safety - Sanitized…ish?

Okay, this is a big one. Anti-viral cleaning products are listed, and that's reassuring. They said they had Daily disinfection in common areas and rooms sanitized between stays. Hand sanitizer was present and the staff wore masks. I’m going to be honest, I didn’t see them doing a full-on surgical-grade scrub-down every day, but the room did look pretty clean. Hygiene certification is a tough one to verify. I'd rate the overall cleanliness as… passable. But I guess more than safe enough.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - Fueling the Adventure

Alright, I'm going to be honest, getting fed at this place was a bit of an adventure in itself, and my experience got a bit complicated. The Asian breakfast was… well, it was breakfast. The Breakfast [buffet] was limited, but you can't complain about a hotel that offers this in this price range, given the location, and it was edible. There's the Coffee/tea in restaurant, which was fine. I'm not getting excited for the poolside bar because of my experience, I'll skip the details on the desserts in restaurant. If you are looking for snacks, there is a snack bar.

The place does offer room service [24-hour], but I never actually tried it. Bottle of water was provided in the room, which was nice.

Things to Do and Ways to Relax - The View… and Not Much Else

Swimming pool [outdoor] had a view, maybe. It certainly wasn’t a pristine infinity pool, but a pool is a pool. The Pool with view was… okay. Let's just say the aesthetic wasn't exactly Bali. But hey, you're in Makassar, not a luxury resort.

And the rest? Well, massage, Spa, and all those nice distractions were missing. The vibe is functional rather than luxurious.

Services and Conveniences - The Mixed Bag

Concierge? Sort of. They were there, but not particularly proactive. Cash withdrawal was close by. Daily housekeeping was pretty good, always appreciated. The elevator worked. Laundry service - Yes, but expect the usual delay. Luggage storage was available.

Getting Around - Let’s Hit the Road

They offer Airport transfer Car park [free of charge], which is fantastic! Less stress. There's also the possibility of Taxi service.

For the Kids - Family Fun… Maybe?

Family/child friendly? Sure, it’s a functional place. Babysitting is offered, and a kids meal seemed to be on offer.

In conclusion: Is it Worth it?

Look, OYO 90090 isn't the Four Seasons. It has its quirks, its imperfections, and its moments of… "interestingness." But it’s incredibly affordable. It's generally clean, functional, and the staff are genuinely friendly. If you’re on a budget and you're looking for a convenient base to explore Makassar, and you're not expecting a spa experience, it's a solid, acceptable choice. I'd recommend it with the caveat of realistic expectations.

My Offer: Book Now and Embrace the Chaos!

Ready to embrace the real Makassar experience? Book your stay at OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House and use code MAKASSARADVENTURE at checkout for a 10% discount! We'll throw in a free bottle of water and an extra-long bed experience, absolutely free. Embrace the chaos, the slightly-less-than-perfect, and the authentic experience. You might just be pleasantly surprised.

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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to embark on a travel itinerary so chaotic, so gloriously imperfect, it'll make your meticulously planned Excel sheets weep. We’re talking Makassar, Indonesia, specifically… drumroll… the OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House (a mouthful, I know, but we’ll survive).

Day 1: Arrival & The Great Makassar Heatwave (and a Misunderstanding)

  • Morning (or what my sleep-deprived brain considers "morning" after that 3 AM flight): Arrive at Sultan Hasanuddin International Airport (UPG). The air hits you like a humid blanket. Whoa. Already sweating, and I haven't even seen the city yet. Grab a pre-booked airport transfer. Note to self: always book pre-booked airport transfers. This time it was surprisingly punctual. The driver, a lovely man named Pak Rudi, seemed mildly amused by my struggling to pronounce "terima kasih" correctly.

  • Mid-morning: Check-in (and a Slight Panic Attack): The Guest House! Finally! Or so I thought. Turns out, I'd booked the wrong type of room, or maybe I misunderstood Booking.com (which is honestly par for the course). The room description, as usual, felt a bit… inflated. ("Cosy and charming!" Yeah, right. Turns out 'cosy' meant 'compact', and 'charming' meant 'slightly dated wallpaper.') But, hey, it was clean, which is more than I can say for my life recently. The front desk guy was super accommodating (he probably deals with panicked tourists daily). It's here that the first wave of Indonesian hospitality hits. This guy fixed everything with a smile.

  • Lunch: The Search for Authentic… Something: Okay, I'm starving. Google Maps promised a legendary street food stall around the corner. "Legendary" translates as "probably closed on Mondays" in my experience. After a sweaty, frantic 20-minute wander, I found a warung (small eatery) serving Coto Makassar. Coto Makassar. It's this super rich, meaty soup, it's everything that the heat doesn't call for but everything that makes you feel like you're there. Honestly, it was a flavor explosion – and I'm not just saying that because I probably ate it way too fast. There were some unfamiliar bits (bits of the cow, I’m guessing… it’s best not to ask). I nearly choked when the chili paste arrived, but it was AMAZING. Feeling like a local, until I spilled half of mine on the sticky table.

  • Afternoon: A Stroll (and the Unbearable Lightness of Being Sweaty): Decided on a leisurely stroll to the Fort Rotterdam. "Leisurely" in Makassar's afternoon sun is a lie. You're just…sweating. A lot. The Fort itself is cool (literally and figuratively, in the shade). The history is interesting, but honestly, I was more focused on not melting. Did I mention the heat?

  • Evening: Dinner (and a Culinary Revelation): Found a place recommended in a blog (surprisingly reliable!). This time, I indulged in Palu Mara. The fish was grilled perfectly, and the sauce… oh, the sauce. Tangy, spicy, and addictive. Had to resist the urge to lick the plate. I think I might be in love with Indonesian food. This is either a brilliant decision or a terrible one for my waistline.

  • Night: Bed, Glorious Bed: Back at the guest house. The AC is working (thank the gods). The sound of the street vendors in the distance, and that mosquito… ugh! But, all is well.

Day 2: Sights, Sounds, and the Unexpected (Possibly Horrifying) Encounter

  • Morning: Breakfast. The guest house provided a "continental" option. This turned out to be instant coffee, some pre-packaged bread from a convenience store, and a sad-looking banana. Okay, back to the street. Found a local place selling nasi kuning (yellow rice) with all the fixings. Delicious! The vendor was so incredibly nice, despite my attempts to mangle his language.

  • Mid-Morning: Exploring the "Losari Beach" (a seafront area). It was… vibrant! But also, a bit overwhelming. The vendors, the crowds, the honking… definitely a sensory overload. Saw a guy selling these giant, colorful kites. Almost bought one, then remembered I'm a terrible flier of kites.

  • Lunch: The Downfall of "Trying Everything": Following a recommendation I found this interesting place, seemed local and cool. The menu was… a little vague. "Specialty of the Day," it said. Okay, I'm adventurous! I ordered it. What arrived? A plate of… things that looked vaguely like unidentifiable organs. The taste? Let's just say it was an experience. I tried. I really tried. But I had to secretly dump some in the nearest plant. It hurt to do, I felt so bad. But hey, at least it was a story, right?

  • Afternoon: Shopping (and an Adventure in Bargaining): Went to a local market. The chaos! The colors! The smells (some good, some… less so). Decided to buy a batik shirt. Spent a good 20 minutes haggling. I think I won. Or maybe they just felt sorry for me. Either way, I got a (questionable) shirt and a sense of accomplishment.

  • Late Afternoon: The Unexpected Encounter (Prepare Yourselves): Okay, here's where things get… weird. On my way back to the guest house, I walked past a small park. And there, nestled under a tree, was… a monkey wearing a tiny hat. This monkey was sitting, calmly, enjoying an ice cream cone! I'm not kidding! The owner appeared, and I had to take a photo. He looked at me with a slight smile. I felt like I was in a dream. It was a beautiful, chaotic, weird dream.

  • Evening: Relaxation… and a Re-Evaluation of All Life Choices: Back at the guest house. Needed to process the monkey situation. Ordered some instant noodles from the local shops. Also, spent some time trying to decipher all the photos I took of my disastrous lunch.

Day 3: Departure (and a Promise to Return, Hopefully With Better Culinary Choices)

  • Morning: Final breakfast. Tried the street food again. This time, I stuck to nasi goreng (fried rice). Safe, familiar, and delicious.

  • Mid-Morning: A final wander around the neighborhood. Tried to memorize the smells, the sounds, everything.

  • Lunch: a local warung. The last taste of Indonesia.

  • Afternoon: Head to the airport. The airport transfer was just as I booked.

  • Evening: Flight home. Already missing the chaos.

Final Thoughts:

Makassar? It's an adventure, people. It's loud, it's hot, it's a little bit messy. But it's also incredibly welcoming, the food is (mostly) amazing, and… well, where else are you going to find a monkey in a hat? The OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House? It was… a place to crash. It wasn't perfect, but it perfectly suited the imperfect experience that was my first trip to Makassar. I'll be back. But next time, I'll definitely take a cooking class. And maybe avoid anything labeled "Specialty of the Day." Wish me luck!

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OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

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OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House: The Real Deal or Just Another Makassar Meh? (Let's Unpack This Mess!)

So, what *is* this place? Is it actually 'hidden gem' material, or just a budget-friendly trap?

Alright, alright, let's be honest. Finding this place feels like you're on a treasure hunt guarded by a grumpy GPS. "Hidden gem"? Maybe. Hidden? *Definitely*. It's tucked away, which I actually *liked*, because Makassar can be a total sensory overload. The "Syariah" part? Well, it's a dry hotel (no booze allowed, folks) and they're pretty strict about un-married couples sharing a room. Think of it as… Muslim-friendly, with a side of "respectful guidelines.” Whether it's a gem depends on your travel style. If you crave luxury and a happening scene, RUN. If you're on a shoestring budget and value peace, you've found a possible haven. My honest take? Somewhere in between.

The rooms… spill the tea! Were they clean? Did they even *work*?

Okay, the rooms. This is where things get... interesting. Picture this: I'm jet-lagged, sweaty from the Makassar heat, and just *longing* for a cold shower. The first room? The aircon sputtered like a dying frog. Froze my butt off in the first 30 minutes, then just died completely. I swear, the humidity inside matched the outside! They moved me, bless their hearts. The second room? Better, but let's just say, clean-ish. Think of it like a well-loved (and possibly slightly stained) aunt's guest room. The bedding? Acceptable. The towels? Thin and a little… let's call them “experienced.” And the shower pressure? Weak. REALLY weak. Seriously, I felt like a wilting flower trying to get watered. But hey, the water was warm, and that's a win in my book! But, okay, speaking about the rooms makes me shiver just by remembering.

Okay, let's get real - what about the staff? Friendly? Annoying? Did they speak any English?

The staff... ah, the staff! This is where the charm of this place really shines. They were mostly *lovely*. Some English, not a ton, but we managed. Lots of smiles, lots of nods, and a whole lot of patience when I was attempting to order breakfast (more on that later!). They seemed genuinely eager to please, and that went a long way. I specifically remember one guy who helped me with my luggage, practically carrying it! He was a lifesaver, truly. And they were super helpful sorting out my aircon fiasco. Big kudos.

Breakfast. What did you have? Was it even edible? (Food is important!)

This is a mixed bag, folks. Breakfast is included, which is great for the budget, right? Right. The morning I was there, it was Nasi Goreng (fried rice). Okay, fine, Nasi Goreng is awesome. Usually. This one, however, was… well, let's say it was distinctly *basic*. Some of it was overly salty, some was bland, and the other day, there was little bits of chicken which was an amazing surprise! I have to say I have mixed feelings about it and I always skipped it and went somewhere new to find something to eat, which was awesome, to be honest. If you're a foodie, set your expectations low. If you're starving and need *something* to fuel your day, it'll do.

Location, location, location! How easy was it to get around? Close to anything cool?

The location is… a thing. As I said earlier, it's tucked away. It's not *right* in the thick of the city center, which can be a blessing or a curse. It was quiet, and that was the biggest plus. Taxis and Grab (the local ride-hailing service) can find it, but you might need to guide them a little. It's not a long cab ride to some cool spots like the Fort Rotterdam and the Losari Beach, but you will need transportation. A plus, I did meet some nice locals, which I could not if I would have been somewhere in the middle of a tourist spot. So, yeah, location has its pros and cons. It's not ideal for instant access to everything, but it’s peaceful… and those extra few minutes on the scooter (or taxi) are sometimes worth it.

Would you stay there again? Be honest!

Honestly? Yeah, I might. Here’s the deal: I'm not a luxury traveler. I’m all about authenticity and budget-friendliness. For the price, it's a solid option. If you’re looking for a no-frills, clean-ish, quiet place to crash, it works. If you’re expecting perfection, definitely look elsewhere. But, considering my total budget, definitely yes. Maybe next time I'll bring my own towel and some instant coffee! And a tiny fan for the aircon, just in case.

Anything *really* annoying that you'd warn other travellers about?

Okay, this is important. The Wi-Fi. Don’t depend on it. It’s… spotty. Like, sometimes it works, sometimes it's slower than a snail riding a bicycle uphill. Be prepared to use your own data plan if you need to stay connected. Also, the walls aren't exactly soundproof. I could hear the guy next door snoring, which, let's be honest, isn't ideal when you're trying to catch some Zzzs. Earplugs, people! Earplugs are your friend. And finally? The mosquitos. They are absolutely relentless. Pack bug spray. Seriously.

Alright, let's delve into a *specific* memory. What was the single most memorable moment?

Okay, this feels like a therapy session. The most memorable moment? Definitely getting locked out of my room at 2 AM. I'd been exploring, got back, and the key just… wouldn't work. The security guard, bless him, was asleep! I walked around in circles. I had to yell for 10 minutes, until someone (a very sleepy staff member) finally came to sort it out. The key was old, apparently. The air was thick with humidity. I was tired, grumpy, and just wanted to collapse into bed. In the end, it was solved (eventually). It was a total mess, but honestly? It's the kind of chaotic travel experience that I now laugh about. It’s part of the story. And honestly? It reminded me that travel isn'Hotel Whisperer

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia

OYO 90090 Adhyaksa Syariah Guest House Makassar Indonesia