Best Western Hotel Cappello d'Oro Italy

Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Cappello d'Oro, Italy's Hidden Gem!

Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the shimmering world of Cappello d'Oro, Italy's so-called "Hidden Gem." And let me tell you, hidden might be a bit of a stretch, because after experiencing this place, I'm pretty sure everyone and their Nonna is going to want a piece of it. This isn't your sanitized travel blog, folks. This is the unfiltered, slightly-too-caffeinated truth.

First Impressions: The Grand Entrance (and My Mild Panic About the Elevator)

Alright, so the entrance? Spectacular. Marble, chandeliers, the whole shebang. Instantly makes you feel like you've somehow accidentally stumbled into a Fellini film. My first thought? "Do I look like I belong here? Did I remember to shave?"

Accessibility: Let's be real, I didn't test every single aspect, but the elevator is there. And it's important – especially if, like me, you're staying on a high floor. There are also Facilities for disabled guests, which is a solid start. I saw ramps and generally felt like they make an effort.

Check-in/Out: Contactless check-in/out. Score! Less human interaction, more time admiring the art. They also have Check-in/out [private], which is great if you want a more personalized experience.

The Room: Where Dreams (and Maybe a Little Laundry) are Made.

My room? Okay, picture this: Air conditioning blasting (thank the gods, because Italian summers are brutal). A king-sized bed that could comfortably house a family of four (or just me and a mountain of gelato). Blackout curtains – essential for daytime naps, which I may have indulged in. And the little details? Bathrobes, slippers, and complimentary tea (essential for those moments of quiet contemplation). The internet? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Internet access – wireless too, of course. Desk for the (brief) bursts of working-from-hotel life. The mini bar… well, let's just say it didn't survive the first day. They even, I discovered, offer an extra long bed. Brilliant.

Available in all rooms: Additional toilet, Alarm clock, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens.

*A minor gripe - *Ironing facilities* are there. Bless. But, let's be honest, I requested a Laundry service. I am no good at being on vacation alone.

The Spa/Relaxation Zone: Where I Became One with… Rosemary?

Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Sauna, Massage, Body scrub, Body wrap, Pool with view, Swimming pool [outdoor], Foot bath, Gym/fitness, Fitness center, Spa - Listen, I’m a stressed-out travel writer. This place knew EXACTLY what I needed. I booked a massage. A deep tissue massage. Let me tell you. I'm not going to lie to you, I wanted to get the Body wrap, but I booked a massage instead. Pool with view. Seriously, the view from the pool alone could cure a hangover. The pool water was the perfect temperature, just warm enough to make you believe life is truly beautiful.

I opted for the Body scrub . And the aroma? Divine. Rosemary, I think? Either way, I felt like I’d been tossed in a blender with fresh herbs and emerged…glowing.

Things to do, ways to relax : Well this is your playground.

Food, Glorious Food (and My Uncontrollable Appetite)

Dining, drinking, and snacking: I’m probably biased, but the food at Cappello d’Oro is the star of the show. Restaurants? Plural. A la carte in restaurant, Asian cuisine in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western cuisine in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Desserts in restaurant, Soup in restaurant, Salad in restaurant. The breakfast [buffet]? Glorious chaos. Everything from flaky pastries to perfectly poached eggs. Alternative meal arrangement. Even better, they do Breakfast in room. Breakfast takeaway service.

Lunch was a highlight, I think I ate at the Poolside bar most afternoons - light, refreshing bites whilst enjoying the sun.

Then, there’s the restaurant. The Restaurants offer a Happy hour, which is my kind of time.

Ahem. Let’s just say, I thoroughly explored the Room service [24-hour] menu. More than once. And I’m only slightly embarrassed.

Cleanliness, Safety, and the Slightly Over-the-Top Sanitization

Okay, so… Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, 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, Sterilizing equipment.

Look, I’m a germaphobe at best, but on a trip to Italy? Even more so. Honestly, they took it to the next level. Which, honestly, I appreciated. I felt incredibly safe, even with all the mask-wearing and social distancing. I mean, the tables in the dining room were practically spaced out to the next postcode!

The Little Extras (and the Slightly Less Little)

Services and conveniences: Concierge. They actually do things. Incredible. Doorman. Gift/souvenir shop (because you're going to want to bring something back). Luggage storage. Cash withdrawal. Dry cleaning. Daily housekeeping. Cashless payment service. Invoice provided.

For the kids: Babysitting service. Kids meal. Family/child friendly. Kids facilities

Business facilities, Meetings, Meeting/banquet facilities, Seminars, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Indoor venue for special events, Outdoor venue for special events, Wi-Fi for special events

Getting Around (And My Near-Disaster with a Scooter)

Airport transfer. Taxi service. Bicycle parking. Car park [free of charge] and Car park [on-site]. Valet parking

The staff can sort you out, but, for your peace of mind just use their services.

The Verdict: Worth Every Penny (And Maybe a Bit of Pasta-Induced Guilt)

Okay, here's the brutally honest truth: Cappello d'Oro is not the cheapest place. But you know what? It's worth it. It's an escape. A genuine, soul-soothing escape. It's a chance to treat yourself, to relax, to be pampered, and yes, to eat your weight in pasta and gelato (I said no regrets right?).

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Alright, buckle up, Buttercup! We're not just planning a trip to Italy, we're living it. And frankly, it's all a bit of a mess already, but a glorious, pasta-fueled mess. This is my "Best Western Cappello d'Oro, Italy - Expect the Unexpected (and Probably Forget the Laundry)" itinerary:

Day 1: Arrival and the Great Gelato Hunt (and the Existential Dread of the Suitcase)

6:00 AM (ish): Wake up. Or, more accurately, stumble out of bed. The "pre-flight ritual" involves frantic passport searches, a battle with my own stomach (pre-travel jitters, anyone?), and the sheer terror that I've forgotten something vital. (Spoiler alert: I ALWAYS forget something.)
9:00 AM (ish): Flight to Milan. Or at least, attempt to board the flight. Pray to the travel gods that my carry-on fits in the overhead bin. (It won't. It never does.)
12:00 PM (Milan Time): Touchdown! Breathe deeply. Smell the air. Is that… coffee? Italian coffee! Suddenly, everything is better. Except for that nagging feeling I left my charger behind.
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Train to Bergamo. Navigating Italian train stations with luggage is a contact sport. There's a lot of loud hand gestures, hurried Italian that I pretend I understand, and the constant fear of ending up in… well, anywhere but Bergamo. Pray for a non-delayed train.
3:00 PM - 4:00 PM: ARRIVAL! Finally, Best Western Cappello d'Oro. It's… nice. Clean, efficient, a haven from the travel madness. The room is… well, it's actually pretty great. I'm already plotting where to stash the emergency chocolate bars.
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: The Great Gelato Hunt Begins! This is a mission. I need gelato. My soul needs gelato. Google Maps is my best friend. The first shop? Closed. The second? Out of my favorite flavor (pistachio, obviously). The third? Perfection. Creamy, cold, pistachio-y heaven. I may or may not have scraped the bottom of the cup.
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Dinner. Find a trattoria. Hopefully one without too many tourists. Ordered pasta (carbonara, naturally). Ate it. Felt incredibly smug and Italian. Also, slightly bloated. Worth it.
9:00 PM - bed time: Collapse in hotel room. Start unpacking (in the haphazard way only I can manage). Realise I DIDN'T forget my charger. Celebrate. Sleep, or at least, attempt to doze off… the street sounds and the city buzzing is like a good movie.

Day 2: Bergamo Alta and the Accidental Art Appreciation (and the Coffee Addiction Kicks In)

8:00 AM (ish): Wake up in the morning. Feel that sense of "Am I really here??" and "Did I dream the gelato?".
9:00 AM: Breakfast. Scrambled eggs and bread, good coffee and Italian pastries, which are amazing. After eating the breakfast, I start my day.
10:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Bergamo Alta exploration. Walk up to Bergamo Alta, the upper city. It's… stunning. Cobblestone streets, ancient buildings, views that make you want to spontaneously burst into song. I wandered through the Piazza Vecchia. Stopped for a coffee at a tiny café and watched the world go by. This is the life! (Except my feet are already killing me.)
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM: Eat again at a local trattoria, like a local… I don't speak Italian, but I love trying to say the names of the dishes.
2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Accidental Art Appreciation: Went into a church (Basilica di Santa Maria Maggiore), thinking it was just pretty. Turns out it's teeming with incredible art. I spent ages staring at the tapestries, frescoes, and carved wooden choir stalls. I, who usually rushes through museums, was completely captivated. Totally unplanned, totally amazing.
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Revisit gelato, (This is a necessity)
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Dinner. Found a little place off the beaten path. It was packed, and the only table left was outside. There was a cool breeze. I ordered something I couldn’t pronounce but it looked delicious. It was. Incredibly delicious. I felt like I was in a movie. A very delicious, slightly-windy movie.
9:00 PM - bed time: Stumble back to hotel, feet throbbing, heart full. Realise I've taken approximately a million photos. Also, remember I needed to buy postcards. Tomorrow. Sleep. Coffee. Repeat.

Day 3: The Lake Adventure (and The Near-Disaster with the Boat)

9:00 AM (ish): Wake up. Coffee first. Always.
10:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Lake Como Day Trip! Train to Lake Como. It's a bit of a trek, which is why I hate the train. The scenery, though… Spectacular. Lakeside towns, the mountains, the views that seemed to stretch forever. Seriously, it made the train journey mostly worth it.
1:00 PM - 3:00 PM: Boat… or rather, the Attempt to Operate a Boat. Rented a tiny motorboat. Looked easy enough, right? Wrong. I struggled for about ten minutes with the starter. I may or may not have nearly crashed into the dock. I eventually (with a lot of frantic clicking and hoping) got the thing running. Learned to steer it, slowly at first, but with a smile on my face.
3:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Lunch by the lake. Sandwiches and wine, a little picnic. This is living.
4:00 PM - 5:00 PM: Panic-inducing boat maneuvering. The wind picked up. The waves got choppier. I may or may not have been slightly terrified I'd get stuck in the middle of the lake.
5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Return to the dock. The boat was eventually returned. I was drenched (mostly from nerves, I think).
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Dinner in the same restaurant. I was too tired to move.
9:00 PM - bed time: Back to the hotel. Watched a movie. Made plans for more traveling tomorrow.

Day 4: Departure (and the Inevitable Last-Minute Panic)

7:00 AM (ish): Wake up. The last day, before leaving.
8:00 AM: Pack. Or, what passes for it. Stuff everything in a suitcase. It will be a miracle, but I am ready for the next adventure.
9:00 AM: Breakfast
10:00 AM: Travel to the airport (or train station), and head back home.

Important Notes:

Food: Eat everything. Seriously. Don't be shy. Try the things you can't pronounce. Embrace the carbs. You're in Italy.
Coffee: Drink even more coffee. Multiple times a day. It's essential for survival.
Language: Learn a few basic Italian phrases. The effort is appreciated, even if you sound like a blithering idiot (me).
Relax: Things will go wrong. Stuff will be delayed. You'll get lost. Embrace it. It's part of the adventure.
Bring: Comfortable shoes. Chargers. A good sense of humor. And maybe, just maybe, a spare pair of pants.

This itinerary? It's just a suggestion. Feel free to veer wildly off course. The best part of travel? The unexpected delights. Buon viaggio!

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Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Cappello d'Oro - Italy's Hidden Gem! ...Or Is It? (My Honesty-Laced FAQ)

Okay, spill the beans! Is Cappello d'Oro really as luxurious as they say?

Alright, alright, let's get real, shall we? "Luxury" is subjective, right? For me, it often means avoiding the screaming toddlers at breakfast (a true luxury, let me tell you!). Cappello d'Oro... yeah, it's pretty darn luxurious. Think smooth linens, a bar that looks like a movie set (seriously!), and service that borders on the unnervingly attentive. But listen, here's the *real* tea: My first thought? "Holy moly, did I pack the right shoes?!" Because it *feels* that fancy. And, a confession: I totally spilled my cappuccino on the pristine white tablecloth on day one. Pure panic, followed by a surprisingly calm waiter who whispered, "Don't worry, Signora, it happens." (Phew!) So, yes, luxurious. Maybe a little *too* luxurious for my clumsy self, but I'm not complaining. Mostly.

What kind of people stay at Cappello d'Oro? Fancy pants types only?

Okay, here's the lowdown on the clientele: Yes, there are definitely the "effortlessly chic" types. You know, the ones who look like they just stepped out of a Vogue shoot, radiating an aura of wealth and sophistication that frankly intimidated me. I once (accidentally, I swear!) almost stepped on the hem of a woman's *scarf* that probably cost more than my car. Mortifying. But! And this is important: I also saw families, couples celebrating anniversaries, and even a group of surprisingly rowdy (and endearing) retirees. So, while you *might* feel a touch out of place in your favorite ripped jeans (I definitely did), it's not an exclusive club. Mostly. Just, you know… pack something nice (and maybe a crash course in Italian dining etiquette). You've been warned.

The location - is it truly hidden? What's actually nearby?

"Hidden Gem" is a marketing term, right? Cappello d'Oro is *relatively* hidden, yeah. It's not on a main road, no. Which is a BIG plus in my book! You'll appreciate the peace and quiet, especially after a day spent dodging scooters and gelato-fueled tourists elsewhere. Nearby? Well, *that* depends on your definition of "nearby." There's a charming little village - I stumbled upon a *festa* one night that was pure, unadulterated Italian joy. Think live music, overflowing wine, and the smell of roasting sausages… heavenly! Then there’s the problem with directions - my GPS tried to kill me multiple times. And my Italian? Well, let's just say it's a constant source of amusement for the locals. "Where are you going, Signora? *Ahahaha!"* But generally, it’s a great jumping-off point for exploring the region. Just pack your sense of adventure… and maybe a phrasebook. Trust me.

Tell me EVERYTHING about the food! (Because, Italy!)

Oh, the food. Where do I even *begin*? Okay, first off: Breakfast? A *legit* spread. Fresh fruit stacked in glistening pyramids, pastries that practically melt in your mouth, and the best *cappuccino* of my entire life (until I ruined it, see above!). Lunch and dinner at the hotel restaurant... well, let's just say I spent an embarrassing amount of time strategizing my menu choices. The pasta... *oh, the pasta!* One night, I had this truffle-infused something-or-other that made me close my eyes and moan audibly. (Sorry, fellow diners!) The wine list? Extensive and intimidating. I mostly stuck with the house red, which was still amazing. And the service? Impeccable. The only negative? I had serious regret about leaving, several pounds heavier and several hundred euros lighter. Totally worth it. Absolutely. Every. Single. Bite.

What about the rooms? Are they as grand as they look in the photos?

Okay, so the photos... yeah, they’re pretty accurate. But they can't capture the *feel*, you know? Walking into my room for the first time, I nearly tripped over nothing, I was so overwhelmed. It was like stepping into a movie set! Think plush carpets, ridiculously comfortable beds (seriously, I could have slept for a week!), and a bathroom bigger than my first apartment. The view? Breathtaking. I spent a solid hour just staring out the window, sipping my (carefully guarded) cappuccino. The only minor quibble? The lighting was a bit... dim. Made finding my socks a challenge. But hey, small price to pay for sheer, unadulterated luxury, right? And the mini-bar was fully stocked, which, let's be honest, is a major win in my book.

The Spa - Worth the hype?

The Spa! Alright, listen up because here's a messy, honest truth: This is where it went from "luxury" to "ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!" The spa itself is stunning - all marble, soft lighting, and the faint scent of something ridiculously expensive and relaxing. I scheduled a massage. I was so excited; I pictured myself floating, melting into bliss... Instead, the aromatherapy oil smelled like a Christmas tree and the masseuse, bless her heart, had a *much* stronger grip than I'm used to. I left feeling like Jell-O that had been vigorously kneaded. Did I enjoy it? Well.... kind of. I needed a nap afterward. The massage, maybe a miss. The relaxation room, a win. The plush robes? Absolutely divine. So, the spa? Mixed bag. Go, try it, and pray for a gentler touch. Or just skip it and order another cappuccino. Your choice.

Any hidden costs or things to watch out for?

Hah! Ah, the fine print. Yes, there are always "hidden" things, aren't there? Things to watch out for? Well, the mini-bar, obviously. Those tiny bottles of water add up *fast*. And the valet parking - it's convenient, but it's not cheap. (But a good deal!). The optional activities and excursions are, naturally, where they get you. Also, try to avoid the urge to buy *everything* in the hotel gift shop. I saw a scarf that I *really* wanted, but then I saw the price tag and promptly developed a sudden and intense interest in window shopping. My best advice? Budget wisely, embrace the experience, and don't be afraid to ask questions. And for goodness sake, learn some basic Italian! It'll save you from a lot of confusion (and potential embarrassment). Mostly.

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