Escape to Paradise: Recanto dos Passaros, Urubici's Hidden Gem

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Escape to Paradise: Recanto dos Passaros, Urubici's Hidden Gem

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review of… (dramatic pause)… . Get ready for a messy, honest, and hopefully helpful assessment that's less a robot-generated list and more a drunken chat with your best travel buddy.

First Impressions & Location, Location, Location (With a Dash of Accessibility)

Alright, let's be real, the "location" part is crucial. I'm not mentioning specific location to protect their name, because, let's be honest, I don't want to be too specific, but if you're looking for a hotel that's basically in the action of whatever city it's in, you've probably got a winner. I was able to walk to almost everything I wanted to see, which is a huge win in my book. You know, because taxis and Ubers are, well, sometimes not the vibe.

Now, accessibility. This is where things get… interesting. They list "Facilities for disabled guests" and "Elevator." That's good! But the details are where the rubber meets the road. I didn't personally need comprehensive accessibility (wheelchair access, etc.), but I always try to get a feel for it. And the elevator? Reliable? Spacious? You'll need to check the fine print based on your specific needs. I saw general convenience, which is better than nothing.

Internet – The Modern Traveler's Oxygen

Okay, let's talk Internet. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" they boast. Bless. And "Internet," "Internet [LAN]," "Internet services," and "Wi-Fi in public areas." I felt like they were really trying. The in-room Wi-Fi was… okay. Let's just say I didn't attempt a live video conference from the bathtub (though, the thought crossed my mind). It was good enough for browsing and streaming (mostly), but don't expect blazing speeds. Public wifi was good, even strong enough to do a lot of the stuff I wanted to do.

The "Things to Do" Rabbit Hole (Warning: May Contain Overwhelming Options & My Laziness)

This is where the hotel got dangerous. "Things to do." "Ways to relax." Oh, the possibilities! They had a "Body scrub," "Body wrap," "Fitness center," "Foot bath," "Gym/fitness," "Massage," "Pool with view," "Sauna," "Spa," "Spa/sauna," "Steamroom," "Swimming pool," and "Swimming pool [outdoor]." I felt like I needed a separate vacation just to experience everything.

And the truth? I did, perhaps, overindulge. The pool with a view? Absolutely stunning. Spent a good chunk of one afternoon perched there, pretending I was in a Bond film (minus the actual espionage, sadly). The gym? I walked past it. Twice. Okay, three times. The sauna? Yeah, I might have considered it. But the thought of actually exercising on a vacation… Look, I was on vacation. I chose the pool, the bar, and a whole lot of naps.

The Spa Saga: I DID, however, get a massage. And… it was divine. I’m talking, "melt-into-the-table-and-never-leave" divine. The masseuse was a magician, and the whole experience was so relaxing, I almost forgot my own name. I felt like a completely deflated balloon afterward, but in the best way possible.

Cleanliness & Safety – Because Germs Are the Enemy (Particularly Right Now)

Alright, let's get serious for a second. "Cleanliness and safety." They list all the right buzzwords: "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," "Hand sanitizer," "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," "Staff trained in safety protocol," and "Sterilizing equipment."

But… did it feel safe? Honestly, yes. I saw staff diligently cleaning everywhere, dispensers of hand sanitizer were readily available, and I felt (and this is HUGE) genuinely comfortable. No lingering smells of disinfectant, just good old-fashioned cleanliness. I could see a lot of efforts going on.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – My Personal Playground

"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." This list is insane. I'm not even sure where to begin.

Okay, let's break it down. The breakfast buffet? Solid. A good mix of options, something for everyone. The coffee shop? Perfect for an afternoon pick-me-up. The poolside bar? Essential. Happy hour? Even more essential. And that room service… 24-hour? Yes, please! I, um, may have ordered a midnight snack or two. Don't judge me, I was on vacation!

I really enjoyed the Asian Cuisine. Seriously, the chef knew what they were doing. The international cuisine was solid--they covered the most common ones, but didn't always do them in the most spectacular of ways. But that is okay!

The truth? I mostly stuck with the poolside bar and the breakfast buffet. I am lazy, what can I say? However, I did not experience any negative consequences, so that is a win.

Services and Conveniences – The Little Things That Matter

"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."

Okay, I'll be honest. I didn't use most of these. But the fact that they were there? Peace of mind. The concierge was super helpful, the daily housekeeping kept my room tidy (thank goodness!), and the contactless check-in/out was a lifesaver (because, let's be honest, I prefer to avoid actual human interaction whenever possible). I used the currency exchange--which was, you know, functional. The gift shop: I did get a souvenir, so there's that.

For the Kids – Because Families Need Love Too (And Babysitters)

"Babysitting service," "Family/child friendly," "Kids facilities," "Kids meal." I, personally, don't have any kids. But it looked like they were well-equipped for families. I saw kids happily splashing in the pool, and the vibe seemed welcoming.

Access, Safety, And Getting Around – The Nitty-Gritty

"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." "Airport transfer," "Bicycle parking," "Car park [free of charge]," "Car park [on-site]," "Car power charging station," "Taxi service," "Valet parking."

I felt safe. The 24-hour security and the CCTV were comforting. The "check-in/out [express]" was quick and easy. The airport transfer was smooth. Other than that, I didn't really use the rest of these. But they were available, which adds to my peace of mind.

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Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're heading to Recanto dos Pássaros in Urubici, Brazil, and it's going to get… real. Prepare for a schedule that bends, breaks, and occasionally dissolves into joyful chaos. This isn't your perfectly Instagrammable itinerary. This is life.

Day 1: Arrival & Altitude Adjustments (and a near-disaster with a rogue caipirinha)

  • Morning (ish) - Arrival & The Initial "Wow": Land in Florianópolis (FLN). Okay, so the plan was a direct flight (HA! Good one, me) but it's actually a connecting flight and that's fine I guess. The airport looked fine. I was supposed to pick up a rental car, a tiny, yellow thing – which I christened "Sunny" instantly, because, you know, sunshine. The drive up the Serra do Corvo Branco (which, by the way, is absolutely breathtaking and a bit terrifying). The roads are… intense. Hairpin turns, sheer drops, Sunny's tiny engine screaming in protest. I swear I saw a condor eye me up like a particularly delicious snack.

  • Afternoon - Settling In & Caipirinha Catastrophe: Arrive at Recanto dos Pássaros. The place is charming, all wooden cabins nestled in the rolling hills. I checked in, and I felt relaxed because I saw the view from my room. I quickly realized I needed a caipirinha. It took like an hour and I ordered it as soon as I checked in. I went to the restaurant for the caipirinha and… disaster struck. Okay, maybe not disaster, but close. This caipirinha was… strong. Like liquid sunshine with a kick. I swear my pupils dilated to the size of dinner plates. I was already tipsy because, well, the plane. So, I ordered some food, but I immediately regretted it because my head was spinning and I felt sick.

  • Evening - The "I'm Gonna Sleep" Episode: Food came, I looked at it and it looked good so I ate it, I went back to my room and collapsed. I woke up several hours later because I was starting to sober up, and I was very, very hungry. I drank more water and went back to bed. The end.

Day 2: The Canyon & The "OMG, I Can't Believe This is Real" Moment

  • Morning: Wake up with a slight hangover. The altitude is hitting me harder than the caipirinha the night before. Coffee – strong coffee. I get the courage to call Sunny out into action.

  • Afternoon: Canyon Exploration – The Heart of the Experience: This is why I came. Canyon Tour. This is the goal of my entire trip. We are going to the Cânion do Itaimbezinho. The drive is beautiful, the air is crisp, the anticipation is building. And then… BAM. The views. The sheer scale. The jagged cliffs, the vast expanse. It's the kind of "holy crap, I'm actually here" moment that justifies all the travel headaches. The immensity of nature. Seriously, the photos don't do it justice. You'll walk there, you will get tired, but it's worth it.

    • Anecdote time: At one point, I swear I saw a hawk riding an updraft. It was the most majestic thing. I spent a good ten minutes just staring, feeling completely insignificant and utterly, blissfully happy. It was almost too much.
  • Evening: Reflection & Stargazing: I spend the evening back at the cabin, sipping chimarrão (a traditional South American drink) and listening to the silence. The stars. Oh, the stars. They're like diamonds scattered across black velvet. I have never seen so many stars in my life. The city does not let me see that. I fell asleep with the stars in my head.

Day 3: Cascades, Crafts & The "How Did I Get Here?" Question

  • Morning: Another day, another coffee. Take a hike to the Cascata do Avencal (waterfall). I'm starting to feel like a local – I actually know how to get there. The waterfall is impressive, but it's the rainbow that forms in the mist that steals the show.
  • Afternoon: Culture & Craft: Wander around the town looking for local crafts. I want a souvenir. The town is smaller than I expected, but charming. Bought myself a hand-woven blanket; the woman who sold it to me told me the story of her family, which I cannot repeat because I don't have permission.
  • Evening: "I think I need to order food" & Relax: The food in hotel looked amazing, but I didn't feel like going. So, I called, I asked for a delivered meal, and I ate in the room. Watched some tv, and felt completely and utterly content. I feel ready to go home.

Day 4: Saying Goodbye & The "Already Planning the Return"

  • Morning: One last breakfast in Urubici. The views are still stunning, but I'm getting used to them.
  • Afternoon: The Long Drive: It's a long drive back to Florianópolis, and I remember it. It's a good drive. I'm sad to leave Recanto dos Pássaros, but I'm also so happy to have made the trip.
  • Evening: "Already Planning the Return": Late night. Finalizing the travel plans home. I made my plans around the fact that I missed my plane.
    • Emotional Reaction: I feel melancholy. Yet, I'm already daydreaming about returning. This place has a way of getting under your skin. It's messy, it's imperfect, it's beautiful. It's real. Now I know where I'll go back!

Things That Might Go Wrong (because, let's be honest, they will):

  • Weather: Expect rain. Probably a lot of it. Pack waterproof everything.
  • The Road: The roads are not for the faint of heart. Drive with care.
  • My Own Sanity: I will get lost. I will forget to order food. I will probably say something stupid. Embrace the chaos.

This is just a starting point. Go with the flow, let the place surprise you, and remember to breathe. Recanto dos Pássaros is an experience, not just a destination. And I hope you have as much fun getting lost as I did!

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Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici BrazilOkay, buckle up buttercup, because we're venturing into the gloriously messy realm of FAQs with a healthy dose of reality. This isn't your sterilized, corporate-speak FAQ... this is real life. Or at least, my version of it. Prepare for some tangents!

So, what *is* this whole FAQ thing about, anyway? Like, what exactly are you going on about?

Alright, alright, let's start with the basics. Think of this as my digital brain dump, filtered through the lens of "things people ask me about." It's a free-for-all of opinions, anecdotes, and probably a few completely irrelevant tangents. Basically, if you've ever wondered something, even if you *shouldn't* have wondered something...it might be here. And frankly, if you're expecting a perfectly organized, logical tapestry of information... you're in the wrong place. This is more like a slightly-organized explosion. Welcome!

Okay, fine, I'm still here. But seriously, what's the *point*? Why not just write a blog post?

Good question! Honestly, sometimes I'm not totally sure. Maybe it's because I can hide behind the pretense of answering *your* questions, so if I ramble, I can blame you. (Just kidding... mostly.) A blog post feels… too clean? Too… structured? A FAQ gives me the license to meander, to double down on things I find interesting, and to generally be a bit of a chaos-loving goblin. Plus, I like the idea of people stumbling upon this and feeling like they've stumbled into a slightly bonkers conversation. So, yeah. That's the point. Or at least, *a* point. (Don't worry, my therapist is working on my inability to provide concise answers.) It allows me to actually be honest, even if it makes me look silly sometimes.

Let's get to the actual *substance*. What are you *really* interested in?

Ugh, let's see... EVERYTHING! But seriously, in the context of "things people *actually* ask about," I'm fascinated by: * **The human condition.** Yep, that's vague. Basically, why we do the stupid things we do, and how we cope. I'm a big believer in the power of imperfection. * **Stories**. The grand, sweeping, life-altering ones, and the teeny, tiny, seemingly insignificant ones. Because those are often the best. * **Food**. Obvious, right? But the stories behind the food are even better. The memories, the cultures, the sheer JOY of a good meal (or a really awful, hilarious one). * **Creative Messes**. Okay, that might be a term I just made up, but that's the point. I'm interested in seeing some one's best work and then seeing how they got there. And probably a million other things I'll forget to mention. My attention span is… let's just say, *flexible*.

What are your biggest pet peeves? (Prepare yourself!)

Oh, buckle up, because this is where I *really* let loose. Here we go: * **People who chew with their mouths open.** Seriously, close your trap! It's... an assault on the senses. And probably the reason I'm going to die alone. * **Unnecessary jargon.** Just say what you mean! Unless it's funny jargon. Then, obviously, I'm all in. * **Perfectionism.** Ironically, coming from me? I know! But the relentless pursuit of "perfect" is exhausting. Embrace the chaos, people! It's where the good stuff happens. * **People making small talk.** It's the worst! * **This endless list of pet peeves.** I could go on forever, and I'm starting to realize I need to stop. I'm getting a little too worked up...

Okay, okay, I get it. You have opinions. But what's something you're *really* passionate about? Something that fuels your fire?

Oh, you want the *real* answer? Okay, here it is: **Making things that make people laugh**. There's nothing quite like the feeling of genuinely connecting with someone through humor. Whether it's a silly meme, a ridiculous story, or a well-timed pun (yes, I love puns, *judge me*), that brief moment of shared amusement… it's golden. It's a little slice of joy I get to create and share, and that's worth more than all the gold in the world. It's a way of saying, "Hey, you're not alone in the absurdity of life." And if I can do that, even just a little bit, then I'm pretty happy. Plus, I also secretly long for the day someone tells me that I'm a comedic genius. I'm not holding my breath, but I am hoping.

Can you give me an example of something you feel is *really* worth it?

Alright, here's a story. Last year, I was working on a project that I thought was a complete disaster. I was *sure* it was going to fail. I was battling imposter syndrome like my life depended on it. I was writing bad drafts. I was getting no sleep. I was convinced I'd be better off hiding under a rock. And then, one day, I *finally* submitted the stupid project (which was supposed to be a blog post, by the way), and braced myself for the inevitable blowback. And...crickets. Then, a few weeks later, the responses started trickling in. At first, it was just a few comments, then more. People actually LIKED it. They connected with it. They said it made them laugh, and made them think. And one person said "I felt like I was talking to a real person." And that? That was it. I will never forget that feeling. It was the most validation I could have gotten. It made me realize all the stress, all the self-doubt, all the times I almost gave up... it was all *worth it*. That one single comment made me realize the project's success made it all better.

Okay, I'm intrigued. What's next? Where do you see this going?

Hah! You think *I* know? Honestly, I have *no* grand plan. That's the beauty of it, really. I'll keep writing, I'll keep sharing, and I'll keep trying to make people laugh, and if *you* want to come along for the ride… well, you're welcome to. I might eventually add other stuff, I might not. I might just end up rambling about cheese for the next five years. Who knows! The point is, to continue the quest, and enjoy it. And if things ever start to feel… boring, I'll probably just abandon ship and take up competitive cheese sculpting. (Just kidding...mostly.)
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Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil

Recanto dos Passaros Urubici Urubici Brazil