Riddhi Homestay Faizabad: Your Unforgettable Indian Escape Awaits!
Riddhi Homestay Faizabad: Seriously, Get Ready to Be Charmed (Even If You're a Grump)
Alright, listen up, because I've just escaped (in spirit) the clutches of the Riddhi Homestay in Faizabad, and I need to tell you about it. Forget those sterile, cookie-cutter hotels. This place… it’s different. It’s got a personality, a soul. And yes, I'm gonna spill the tea, the chai and the occasional bad cappuccino, because let's be real, perfection is boring.
First Impressions (and Why I Almost Missed It)
Let’s start with the basics: Accessibility isn’t a huge selling point here, so if you're very mobility-impaired, double-check. Wheelchair accessible areas are limited, but the staff genuinely seems willing to help you get around. They are super friendly. Finding the right entrance, though? That took me a good five minutes of circling. Okay, maybe it was my fault for not paying attention… I was too busy daydreaming about the free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (Crucial for a digital nomad like myself). Free Wi-Fi! Thank god. And yes, it did work pretty well. Not lightning-fast, but enough to upload those Instagram stories of the adorable stray dogs I was befriending.
Rooms – Where the Magic (and Mild Imperfections) Happen
My room? Let's just say it was non-smoking (thank god, really, because that smell hangs around) and had air conditioning that fought the Faizabad heat like a champion. I checked for smoke alarms, and breathed a sigh of relief. There was a coffee/tea maker! Thank you, sweet, sweet caffeine gods!
Here’s the thing: it wasn’t spotless spotless. You know, that Instagram-perfect, "never been touched by human hands" kind of spotless. There was a slightly questionable stain I chose to ignore. I mean, some imperfections are part of the charm. Also, the blackout curtains were a godsend. The heat in India, you know? I got the complimentary tea and that was a win
Getting Comfy and Staying Safe
Now, about cleanliness and safety. They take this seriously. Rooms sanitized between stays, check. Staff trained in safety protocol, check. They even had those weirdly satisfying anti-viral cleaning products smell. They've got hand sanitizer everywhere and there are fire extinguishers in the halls. I felt pretty safe. There were CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property too. It wasn't a maximum security prison, but I felt like I was in secure hands.
Beyond the Basics: Relaxation and Recreation (Or, How I Spent My Days)
Okay, so here's where Riddhi Homestay really shines. Pool with view? Yes, please! And the water was actually refreshing, not just tepid. There's a gym/fitness center for those who want to work off all the delicious food (more on that later!). They offer massage and a lovely spa area.
I spent, let's be honest, a disgusting amount of time by that swimming pool [outdoor]. The view wasn't the Eiffel Tower, but it's lovely.
Dining Delights (And My Attempt at a Vegetarian Diet)
Listen, the restaurants are the star! They've got a buffet in restaurant and a happy hour. They serve Asian cuisine in restaurant and International cuisine in restaurant, I tried to eat more salad in restaurant, because I have to eat healthy.
Breakfast was the stuff dreams are made of. They had a Western breakfast with Asian breakfast, with amazing coffee/tea in restaurant. I'm not always the best at ordering - especially for those vegetarian things. The Food Delivery Game: There's food delivery service, but honestly the hotel food is so good, why bother?
The Service (Where the Real Charm Lies)
The staff? They are genuinely lovely. The concierge was super helpful with everything. They’ve got daily housekeeping but the staff are so nice, it feels like a friend. They'd offer to help me, even when I just wanted to be left alone and recline.
The Minor Annoyances (Because Life Isn't Perfect)
Now, let's get real. There were a few hiccups. Getting a taxi took a bit longer than expected, sometimes. And the internet access – wireless in the public areas was a bit patchy at times. But honestly, I'm nitpicking.
The Verdict: Should You Go? (Absolutely, Yes!)
Look, Riddhi Homestay isn't just a hotel. It's an experience. It’s got a certain "je ne sais quoi" that’ll make you feel like you've really escaped. It won't be perfect, but it will be authentic and leave you with some incredible memories.
Are you ready?
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Unbelievable Naples Hidden Gem: Montesantohouse Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously color-coded travel itinerary. This is Riddhi Homestay in Faizabad, India, getting a healthy dose of my chaotic soul poured all over it. Prepare for a bumpy ride… and a lot of chai.
Project: FAIZABAD FRENZY (aka, Attempt to Survive India with My Sanity Intact)
Home Base: Riddhi Homestay (Praying for Wifi, Praying for Clean Sheets)
Duration: 5 Glorious/Harrowing Days (Give or take… you know how it goes)
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Cultural Overload
- 7:00 AM (ish) - The Flight from Hell (aka, Every Flight Ever). Okay, I'm not even in Faizabad yet, but the Delhi airport almost broke me. Delays, grumpy people, questionable air conditioning. I’m currently a walking stress ball. The silver lining? Free peanuts. (Small wins, people, small wins).
- 11:00 AM - Arrival in Faizabad (Finally!!!): Sweet mercy, I made it. But the air here… it hits you like a warm, spiced blanket made of… well, probably a lot of exhaust fumes. But a beautiful blanket, nonetheless. Riddhi Homestay. Fingers crossed.
- 12:00 PM - Riddhi Homestay Check-in (The Moment of Truth): The pictures online were glowing. Let's see if reality lives up. (Spoiler alert: It’s… rustic. Charming, mind you, but rustic. The wifi situation is dire, though. Truly dire!) I think I met the owner, he seems like a nice guy. He offered me a chai as soon as I was in the door. This is good. I need chai.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch (Let's Hope It Doesn't Kill Me): The homestay offers meals. This is both convenient and terrifying. I ordered the thali. I’m pretty sure I saw a goat wander past the kitchen as I was eating. But the food was amazing. My stomach is cautiously optimistic.
- 2:00 PM - First Stroll & Immediate Existential Crisis: Okay, big mistake. I attempted a walk around the neighborhood. It's intense. Cows everywhere. Motorbikes zipping. A symphony of horns. The sensory overload almost made me faint behind a particularly fragrant pile of… well, you get the picture. But then I saw a little girl with the biggest, brightest eyes, and she smiled at me. Suddenly, the chaos felt… less chaotic. More… human. I think I'm going to cry.
- 4:00 PM - Chai Break & Deep Breathing: Back at the homestay. Chai is saviour. The owner seems like he can tell I'm already losing it. He just keeps refilling my cup. This is a good person.
- 6:00 PM - Settle In & Attempt to Unpack: Just… too much. The suitcase exploded. Clothes everywhere. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner & Early Bed: Dinner was surprisingly good. Butter chicken. I think I’m in love. I need to sleep. Indian food coma activated.
Day 2: Temples, Tigers (Kinda), & Tourist Traumas (A Little)
- 7:00 AM - Wake Up (or, The Rooster's Audition for a Heavy Metal Band): The local wildlife has no respect for jet lag.
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast & the Great Wifi Hunt: The internet is the Holy Grail, the elusive unicorn. I’m pretty sure I have better cell service from Mars.
- 9:00 AM - Ram Janmabhoomi Temple Visit (Soaking It In): Okay, here we go. This is the place. The history, the energy… it’s palpable. The crowds are… daunting. Be prepared to be jostled. But the devotion is incredible. I saw a woman with tears streaming down her face, and I felt… something. Powerful. Respect.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch (Repeat of Yesterday's Thali with Minor Goat Sightings): I’m starting to feel confident in my stomach’s iron defenses. Maybe goat wasn’t so bad.
- 1:00 PM - Attempt to Find Tigers: The owner suggested a day trip to a local park, supposedly known for tigers. I'm not holding my breath. (It’s a long, bumpy ride. And yes, I saw… a picture of a tiger. And some monkeys. And a lot of dust. But the scenery was stunning, the people were friendly, and the driver kept trying to sell me betel nut, which I politely declined).
- 5:00 PM - Riddhi Homestay & the Art of Doing Absolutely Nothing: I’m shattered. Seriously. Need to recharge. Reading in bed. Maybe I'll try to get some actual work done for a few hours.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner (Feeling Braver): Trying something new - Paneer Tikka. Delicious. The owner has managed to make me a whole different thing.
Day 3: The River, the Ruins, & the Reality of Travel
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast & The Eternal Chai Ritual: Seriously, is it a medical condition? I think they're secretly adding something to it. But whatever it is, I will continue to drink it.
- 9:00 AM - A Walk to the Saryu River (The Beautiful, the Grimy, the Sacred): The river is beautiful. The ghats are teeming with life. People washing clothes, praying, bathing. It’s a sensory explosion again, but this time, a softer one. It’s raw. It’s real. And it’s everything I didn’t know I needed. The smell, however… The smell is what you might expect from a busy city.
- 11:00 AM - Ruins Exploration (Old Houses, Beautiful Houses, Fallen Houses): Wandered the city, found an old house. Looked old. Decaying. Beautiful. Sad.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch (The Food Rebellion Continues!): I’m getting incredibly brave. I need a nap after.
- 2:00 PM - The Great Nap of Doom: Slept.
- 3:00 PM - Market Chaos (Bargaining Blues): I attempted to buy a souvenir. I hate bargaining. Found something I liked, then the sales guy wouldn’t stop trying to up-sell me (and I’m pretty sure he was laughing when I left).
- 5:00 PM - Riddhi, Relaxation, and Regret: I should have bought that thing.
- 6:00 PM - Dinner (More butter chicken): The butter chicken is the only solid, dependable thing in my world. I think I need to create a religion around it.
Day 4: The Double Down!
- 7:00 AM - Breakfast & More Wifi Frustration: I'm seriously considering just climbing the roof to try to find a signal. That would be an adventure.
- 8:00 AM - Decided to take the day to dive deeper into the sights and sounds of Faizabad (Repeat of yesterday!) The river, the ghats, the old houses. I need to find a sense of peace.
- 9:00 AM - Saryu River (This Time, With Intention): I sat on the ghat for a long time. Just watched the water. People. The boats. No cameras, no phones. Just…being. A truly transformative experience. I think I’m actually starting to understand this whole India thing.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch by the River: More Indian food, of course. The spicy one. My lips are on fire.
- 1:00 PM - Still by the River: I found a small, quiet place to sit. I closed my eyes. Listened to the sounds. Didn’t think.
- 3:00 PM - A conversation with the owner of Riddhi: About life. About India. About the power of chai.
- 5:00 PM - Getting all emotional: I'm starting to feel. I am. I am.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner (Possibly the last butter chicken): I’m not sure how I’m ever going to leave.
Day 5: Departure & the Aftermath
- 7:00 AM - Last Chai & Tears: Leaving.
- 8:00 AM - Last Breakfast: I will miss it, even the Goat.
- 9:00 AM - Farewell to Faizabad: The farewell. I don't think I should return, but I might.
- 10:00 AM - Final Goodbye to Riddhi Homestay: If you go to Riddi, ask about me. I’ll be remembered as the tourist who drank too much chai.
- 11:00 AM - Delim Airport: Goodbye, Faizabad. And hello… to the next
Riddhi Homestay Faizabad: Buckle Up, Buttercup! Your Indian Adventure (Probably) Awaits!
So, like, what *is* Riddhi Homestay, anyway? Sounds…homely.
Okay, so picture this: you're scrolling through a million perfectly filtered Insta accounts of 'authentic' India, and you're starting to get the *ick*. Riddhi Homestay isn't that. It's…real. Think welcoming, yes, but also a little bit crumbling, a little bit chaotic, and a whole lotta heart. It's in Faizabad, which is…well, it's not Goa, okay? You're in UP, not the beach. But it's a beautiful kind of chaos, if you ask me. You're basically staying with a family, and you're kinda *joining* their day-to-day. It's not a hotel. Don't expect room service. Expect, well, the *opportunity* to order some decent (and potentially spicy!) chai.
How do I get there? Is it, like, rocket science?
Getting to Faizabad is...an experience. Depending on where you're coming from, you're probably looking at trains. They're, uh, colorful. And crowded. If you're lucky, you'll get a window seat. If you're *really* lucky, the toilets will be, you know, usable. Fly into Lucknow and then a train or car is your option. Trust me: pack tissues. For the dust, the tears (of joy, hopefully), and the general…life. Seriously, though, research your train. Book in advance. And maybe learn a few basic Hindi phrases. It’ll go a long way, trust me. I once missed my connecting train to Faizabad and it resulted in a whole *day* of stressful travel I had to navigate! Good luck.
What's the food situation? Because I get hangry. Very hangry.
Okay, food is a *highlight*. Seriously. You're in India! Expect curries, dal, roti, paratha... all cooked with love (and probably a healthy dose of ghee). Most meals are cooked fresh and family-style. They’ll probably ask about your spice tolerance, which is a good thing. Say mild if you're a wimp (like me at first!). Don't be afraid to try everything. The food is one of the best experiences of my life. Though, be warned, I also got the *worst* stomach bug ever there (my fault, I ate something I shouldn't have!), and I thought I was gonna die. But, hey, that's India, right? Part of the adventure. And the masala chai? Heaven. Absolutely heaven.
The rooms...are they luxurious? Be honest.
Luxurious? No. No they are not. Think clean, comfortable, basic. You're *not* getting a 5-star resort. But the charm? The *heart* of the place? Immeasurable. Expect a comfy bed, mosquito nets (use them!), and probably a fan. The bathrooms are functional, but don't expect a marble-tiled spa. The water pressure might be… variable. But honestly? Who cares? You’re there to experience life, not to meticulously wash your hair. The imperfection is part of the magic. I love how it's not 'slick'.
What is there to DO in Faizabad? Is it, like, just...staying there?
Okay, yes, there's *more* than just sitting around. Faizabad is a historic city. You can visit temples, explore the local markets (which are a sensory overload in the best way possible!), and wander around the old city – it’s truly beautiful and the heart of the culture. They can arrange tours, and often, just hanging out with the family is interesting enough! I spent a whole afternoon just watching them make chai and gossip. The best days were just *being* there. It's not a city of relentless sightseeing – which, for me, was a *huge* plus. It's about soaking it all in. Plus, you totally get to see everyday life, the real India. The things you won't find in any guidebook.
I'm a solo traveler. Is this a good place for me? I'm a little nervous.
Yes! Absolutely, yes. I’m not going to lie; I was apprehensive at first. Being a solo female traveler, the thought of being so far from home, in a place where I knew no one, was daunting. But the family at Riddhi were so incredibly welcoming. They treat you like their own. They're genuinely warm and considerate. You'll never feel truly alone. They'll help you navigate the city, offer advice, and most importantly, they'll make you feel safe. They're incredibly protective of their guests, honestly. I felt safer there than I have in some places in my *own* country. Just be respectful of the local customs, and you'll be fine. It's a great opportunity to push yourself out of your comfort zone and embrace a new experience.
What about the internet? Can I post my Instagram selfies?
Okay, so the internet…is not the *strongest*. Let's just say you're not going to be live-streaming your adventures. Think slow, unreliable, and sometimes non-existent. Embrace it! Disconnect! Read a book! Actually, talk to people! It's part of the charm, honestly. It forces you to be present in the moment, rather than glued to your phone. And you know what I found? Life is *better* without constant notifications. Though, I did manage to upload *some* photos when the connection was playing nice, naturally! Just be prepared to be patient.
Can I bring gifts? What should I bring?
Gifts are always a lovely gesture, but don't feel pressured. The family appreciates your kindness, not your stuff. They are more than happy to provide absolutely everything you'll need. If you *want* to bring something, small things like chocolates, nice tea bags (if you're a tea snob like I am! though they wouldn't admit it!), or even pictures from your own home country are nice. Avoid things that will add them into more work, and don’t feel obligated – your presence is the best present! Bring yourself. Bring an open mind. Bring a sense of adventure. Bring *patience*. That’s the most valuable gift, truly.
