Ho Chi Minh City's Hidden Gem: Stunning Smiley Apartment Studio!
Smiley Apartment Studio: A Whirlwind in Ho Chi Minh City - My Chaotic Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm back from the dazzling, dizzying chaos of Ho Chi Minh City, and I've got a story to tell about a place called Smiley Apartment Studio. Forget your pristine, perfectly-manicured reviews, this is the real deal, warts and all. This is no "5-star experience" just "experience" period.
Accessibility - Did I trip? (Mostly my own clumsy fault)
Firstly, accessibility. Look, HCMC is a sensory overload, so I can’t really say how accessible the general city is, I, being a clumsy human myself found the hotel totally fine, not sure on the specific specs… it was definitely NOT one of those places where everything is flawlessly laid out for folks with mobility issues. This isn't to say they aren't trying, but let's just say, maneuverability around the city is a whole other beast. The apartment itself felt manageable, though I'm not exactly in a wheelchair, so take my word with a grain of salt.
Cleanliness and Safety - Did I catch a bug…or a vibe?
Right, COVID times. Deep breath. Smiley Apartment Studio was trying hard. They had all the usual suspects: hand sanitizer everywhere, staff masked up, and signs plastered around. Did I feel safe? Honestly, yeah. They were definitely putting on a good show. The rooms were, well, you know… clean, that's the main thing right? But, like many places, there's that subtle dance of "clean enough" versus "sterilized to the hilt." I didn't spend too much time peering into corners, so I guess they passed the eyeball test. The anti-viral cleaning products were probably a nice touch, hopefully they were actually using them. So overall, I felt pretty good, and I didn't fall ill.
Rooms/Things to Do - My Oasis of Calm…and Caffeine?
My room? Oh, my room. It was a studio, yeah, like they said, but it was surprisingly decent. I'm pretty sure there WAS a window that opens, yasss, the aircon blasted out the humidity, and the blackout curtains were key to my sanity when I eventually recovered from jet lag - which, lets be honest, takes days.
The real MVP? The coffee/tea maker. Seriously, I needed that. Like, needed it. They had complimentary tea, which was a win, maybe a small win, but anything is a win. I swear, I was running solely on caffeine and sheer willpower during my first few days.
The room wasn't exactly a minimalist paradise, but it wasn't a complete disaster, no. It was well equiped, I'm sure I saw an Ironing service although, I just had my clothes steam cleaned. The internet, the glorious, ubiquitous internet! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise the tech gods. I needed to stay connected and it was there. The internet was generally reliable but I’m not sure of the internet [LAN]
Dining/Drinking - The Good, The Bad, and The Pho-king Delicious
Okay, let's talk food. There was a lot of choice. Sidenote: I'm a foodie, so I was in heaven here. The Asian breakfast was a MUST. Yes, people, I dove headfirst into the Pho. And the Banh Mi! The buffets were, well, buffets. But they had a decent selection.
The poolside bar was a siren call! Happy hour, and the drinks flowed. The pool itself? A view. I'm not going to lie, I spent many hours lounging there, sipping something colourful, and trying to forget the urban chaos outside.
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Services and Conveniences - The Extras That Make (or Break) a Trip
- Concierge: They were super helpful with recommendations, getting me taxis, and generally just trying to wrangle my travel-related chaos. They were great.
- Laundry: Essential! I needed it desperately. Dry cleaning, ironing service (thank god), laundry service – all available.
- Currency Exchange: Saved me a bunch of hassle.
- Other stuff: Daily housekeeping was a godsend. Always nice to come back to a made bed (even if I immediately messed it up again). Luggage storage was also appreciated.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax - Spa Day?
Okay, so about that spa… I didn’t actually have a spa day. I was too busy eating! But, I definitely wanted to. There was a fitness center and a swimming pool, and the whole vibe was very "relax and rejuvenate," even if my idea of rejuvenation was just collapsing on a couch with a huge iced Vietnamese coffee. The spa, or at least the prospect of a spa, felt like a nice option.
For the Kids - Family Friendly?
I didn't bring any kids, so I can't speak from experience, but they seemed geared up for it: babysitting service, kid's meal and kids facilities.
Getting Around - The City is a Beast
- Airport transfer: Worth it after a long flight.
- Taxi service: Uber/Grab are your friends. The traffic is mental, though, so be prepared for a wild ride.
The Verdict: Smiley Apartment Studio - Chaotic But Charming
Okay, so here's the deal: Smiley Apartment Studio isn't perfect. It's not some ultra-luxe, flawless experience. But… it is a decent base for exploring Ho Chi Minh City. It's got a great location, the staff are helpful, and they're trying hard to keep everything running smoothly. It's got enough to make you happy, maybe even to fall in love, and at least you’ll survive, even if I did lose track of my schedule and have a few too many cocktails… I'd go back. Yeah, despite all the noise, the chaos, and the occasional (my) clumsiness, I missed it the moment I left. And the coffee was strong. Need I say more?
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your grandma's perfectly-preened itinerary. This is my, well, our journey through Ho Chi Minh City, starting and ending at the… checks notes… Smiley Apartment 3-102 Serviced Studio with window. Wish me luck, because I'm going in blind (well, armed with some hastily-Googled tips, anyway).
The Glorious Mess That Is My HCMC Adventure (AKA “I’m Probably Going to Sweat a Lot”)
Day 1: Arrival – Holy Crap, It's Hot! & Pho-king Delicious
- Morning (AKA “Getting My Bearings”):
- 7:00 AM: Wake up in the slightly-too-firm bed. Jet lag is already kicking my butt. Swear I've aged five years in the last 12 hours. (Gotta love budget airlines and their questionable sleep conditions).
- 7:30 AM: Attempt to decipher the coffee situation. Apparently, “ca phe” is what I need, and they have these little hand-dripped things that look like torture devices. Okay, I'm in. Order from the lovely staff at Smiley Apartment, and it's like someone handed me a hug in a cup!
- 8:00 AM: Struggle to open the window. Success! (Took far too long, I'll admit.) The sounds of the city… oh, the sounds! Scooters buzzing, dogs barking, people yelling… it's utter chaos and I adore it. I can already tell I'm going to adore it.
- 9:00 AM: The room comes with a mini Kitchenette. I am hungry and I am lazy. I ordered a basic breakfast, but I am going to explore the kitchen later to see if I can cook up some of the supplies later.
- Afternoon (AKA “The Great Pho-ing Expedition”):
- 12:00 PM: Venture out into the… HEAT. Seriously, it's like someone turned on a giant hair dryer aimed at my face.
- 12:30 PM: Armed with a (slightly crumpled) map, I stumble upon a local pho shop. The steam! The smells! The throng of hungry people! This is what I came for.
- 12:45 PM: I'm pretty sure I'm doing everything wrong. Chopsticks are NOT my friend. But the pho? Oh. My. God. It's a savory, noodle-y, herb-filled explosion of flavor. I want to move in. I may have slurped loudly. I don’t care, it was that good.
- 1:30 PM: I was so caught up in enjoying the pho I forgot to pay attention. I got lost in it. I had to go back and ask for help. All worth it. I'd do it again.
- 2:00 PM: Attempted to walk back. I'm a sweaty, slightly-panicked mess. Found myself staring in awe at the Ben Thanh Market, but I'm too overwhelmed to actually go in. That is for another day.
- 3:30 PM: Back at the apartment, collapsing on the bed. The air conditioning is my new religion.
- Evening (AKA “Finding My Chill and Failing Spectacularly”):
- 6:00 PM: Feeling slightly less like a melted puddle. Decide to try the rooftop bar I read about. (Pre-trip research, people! Gotta pretend I know what I'm doing.)
- 6:45 PM: Arrive at the bar. It's… swank. Slightly out of my budget. I still order a cocktail because, hey, when in Rome (or, in this case, HCMC).
- 7:30 PM: Staring at the sparkling city lights, feeling slightly less like a sweaty mess and more like I could actually belong here. Then, the bill arrives, and reality hits me like a brick.
- 8:00 PM: Acknowledge I have another cocktail and now I have to be more careful. Try to find some noodle soup on the street.
- 9:00 PM: I am having the time of my life. The restaurant is closing, but I now have a new favorite waiter. He brought me back to my apartment, and I was able to order a Taxi.
Day 2: History, Hysteria, and Motorbike Mania!
Morning (AKA “The Cu Chi Tunnels: Claustrophobia, Achieved”):
- 8:00 AM: Wake up feeling strangely alive. And, of course, slightly regretting aforementioned cocktails.
- 9:00 AM: Tour to the Cu Chi Tunnels. Prepare myself for a lesson in resilience.
- 10:00 AM: At the tunnels. First impressions: Whoa. This place is like… underground. Learned about the tunnels, the ingenuity, and the sheer grit of the people who lived here.
- 11:00 AM: Crawl through the tunnels. (I repeat: Crawl). I think. I’m not sure when I started to panic. It's hot, dark, and I'm pretty sure I’m going to get stuck. But… I made it!
- 12:00 PM: Refelecting. After all the crawling, and panic I needed to sit. Back at the apartment, I go to the balcony and enjoy a cup of coffee.
Afternoon (AKA “Scooter-palooza (And Possibly Getting Run Over)”):
- 2:00 PM: Okay, here's where things get interesting. I decide, in a moment of questionable bravery, that I want to experience the city like a local. I get a motorbike tour.
- 2:30 PM: The tour begins. Holy. Freaking. Crap. This is intense. The traffic, the chaos, the sheer number of scooters… it's sensory overload.
- 3:00 PM: Hanging on for dear life! My amazing driver. She weaves through traffic with such skill I'm pretty sure she has superpowers. We stop at some amazing places. Temples, food stalls, hidden alleyways.
- 4:30 PM: We had a delicious lunch. The food. The people. The sheer life of the city. I’m officially in love.
- 5:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Feeling exhilarated, and slightly terrified.
Evening (AKA “More Eating, Less Thinking, Definitely No Cooking”):
- 7:00 PM: Dinner with a view. Somewhere. I’m going to a French-Vietnamese restaurant.
- 8:00 PM: Watching the city lights. I'm actually starting to understand why people love this place. The energy is infectious.
- 9:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Exhausted, but happy. I think I may actually sleep tonight.
Day 3: Market Madness, and a Serene Goodbye
- Morning (AKA “Bargain Bonanza and Sensory Overload at Ben Thanh”):
- 9:00 AM: Ready to brave Ben Thanh Market! (Armed with a shopping list and a steely determination to haggle!)
- 9:30 AM: Stepping into the market. The smells! The colors! The vendors yelling at me! I feel dizzy, but there are so many beautiful things to buy.
- 10:00 AM: Bargaining! I have a very hard time. It's definitely not my strength. I give up a few times.
- 11:00 AM: Bought some things. (A silk scarf, some coffee, and a tiny ceramic elephant). Success!
- Afternoon (“Peace, Finally: A Bit of Mindfulness”):
- 1:00 PM: Take a walk by the Saigon River. Finding some peace.
- 2:00 PM: Back to the apartment. Pack.
- 3:00 PM: Enjoy my last meal in the city. This time, with a view of the Smiley Apartment.
- Evening (AKA “Au Revoir, Saigon! (And Hello, Airplane Food)”):
- 6:00 PM: Taxi to the airport.
- 7:00 PM: Sitting in the airport.
- 8:00 PM: The trip is over. Maybe next time.
- 12:00 PM: Back in my own country. I miss the city.
Final Thoughts:
Well, there you have it. My imperfect, sweaty, utterly brilliant adventure in Ho Chi Minh City. I didn't see everything. I got lost. I ate too much pho. I almost got run over by a scooter. But it was real. It was raw. And it was unforgettable. If you're thinking about going, just go. And don
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Is this place *actually* as Instagrammable as it looks?
Okay, let's be brutally honest. The photos? They lie... a little. They're definitely curated, *duh*. That perfect natural light? It exists, but you gotta catch it at the right time of day, and usually, it means waking up before the city properly does. And yes, the "smiley" theme is *everywhere*. Like, I mean, *EVERYWHERE*. My first reaction? "Oh my god, it's... a lot." But after a day or two, the sheer audacity of it all kinda grows on you. It's a happy place, alright. Just don't expect a professional photoshoot-ready backdrop 24/7. My photo skills struggled, I'll be real. My partner, though, they nailed it, so results may vary!
What's the vibe like in the neighborhood? Is it safe?
The neighborhood? Bit of a mixed bag, honestly. It's *definitely* not the polished, manicured areas you see on those glossy travel blogs. It's real, it's buzzing, and it's got… personality. Think bustling streets, tiny alleyways with hidden gems (literal and figurative), and the constant honking of motorbikes. Safety-wise, I felt perfectly fine. There's a constant stream of activity so you generally don't get too many people to worry about. Of course, keep your wits about you, like anywhere you go. My biggest fear? Getting lost in the labyrinthine streets with my limited Vietnamese (I can say "bia hơi" with gusto, though!). There's a street food stall right downstairs that sells the Banh Mi that you ever tried, that's the best.
Tell me about the *smell*. Is there a smell?
Alright, this is a big one, people. Because honestly, the smell of a place is a *huge* part of the experience. Look, Ho Chi Minh is a city of smells. You get the delicious, mouth-watering aromas from street food vendors and the sometimes a bit aggressive smell of exhaust. There's also usually a smell of incense, which is one of my favorite things about Vietnam. The Smiley Apartment Studio itself... it's fine. There wasn't any overwhelming funk or anything. Maybe a hint of cleaning products. So I'd say it's a win. BUT HERE'S THE THING: Sometimes, especially down in the streets, you might catch a whiff of... let's just say, *interesting* things. The drainage, food waste, that kind of deal. It's part of the deal. Embrace it. Or bring a strong air freshener, no judgment.
What's the studio *actually* like? Is it cramped?
"Cramped" is... relative. It's not a sprawling penthouse, that's for sure. Think cozy. It's definitely more functional than luxurious. The bed's comfy enough, the aircon works (thank GOD!), and the little kitchenette is... well, it's there. Don't expect to be whipping up a three-course meal. Snacks and maybe a simple breakfast? Absolutely. A massive feast? Probably not. The bathroom is functional, too (read: small, but clean). The important thing is that it's cute and clean. It may be a little small, but it still did its job.
Is it noisy? I need my sleep!
Oh, honey, prepare yourself. This is HO CHI MINH CITY. It's not a sleepy village! Noise is a constant factor. Motorbikes honking, karaoke echoing (especially on weekends), the general cacophony of city life... it's all part of the experience. Honestly, after a few days, it becomes background noise. But if you're a super light sleeper, BRING EARPLUGS. Seriously. The provided ones are okay, but I'd suggest a higher-quality pair if you're sensitive. I should have brought some. I had several sleepless nights.
Let's talk about the internet - is it reliable?
Okay, this one's a bit of a rollercoaster. Mostly, yes, the internet is okay. Enough to do your emails, research, browse social media. But... and there's always a but... don't count on it being *lightning* fast, especially if you're video-conferencing. There were a couple of moments when it was buffering or totally crashed. Thank goodness I brought extra data. Try not to rely on it. I actually found myself embracing the occasional internet outage. It forced me to unplug and actually, you know, *experience* the city. Read a real book. Get lost wandering the streets. It was a blessing in disguise, honestly! That being said, its really important to me, and it let my work get hampered a bit...
Is there anything *really* annoying about the Smiley Apartment Studio?
Okay, honest moment. There was one thing that *really* bugged me. The elevator, or lack thereof! This place is up several flights of stairs (I think it was four, maybe five, my memory is a little hazy after all those stairs). Lugging my suitcase up there after a 20-hour flight? Pure. Agony. The first day was a physical challenge. My legs were aching for days. So, factor that in if you have mobility issues or are traveling with heavy luggage. Packing lighter for the way home, that's what I'm doing. Also, my partner, who is very "prepared" didn't even mention it and they are usually the one bringing things to my attention.
The "smiley" theme - is it too much? Did you get sick of it?
Okay, this is the million-dollar question, isn't it? Seriously, the "smiley" theme. It's *everywhere*. Smiley cushions. Smiley wall art. Smiley coffee cups. The first few hours, I'll admit, I was a tiny bit overwhelmed. I was thinking, "Good lord, is this a cult?" But then... it started to grow on me. Because it's so unapologetically cheerful. It's hard to be in a bad mood when you're surrounded by so much, well, *happiness*. I even found myself taking photos of all the different smiley implementations. It's just such a unique experience. Did I get sick of it? Maybe a *little* toward the very end. But honestly, it's part of the charm. It's quirky, it's memorable, and it's so *different* from your average hotel room. I guess that's why I liked it.
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