Myra Residences Nairobi: Luxury Living Awaits!
Myra Residences Nairobi: Luxury Living Awaits! (Or Does It?) - A Messy, Honest Review
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the shimmering, potentially-pretentious world of Myra Residences Nairobi. "Luxury Living Awaits!" the brochure chirps. Well, let's see if it actually does. I've spent a week there, and now I'm here to spill the tea – the expensive tea, I'm assuming, that they probably serve in the… (checks notes) …coffee shop.
First Impressions: Accessibility, or Lack Thereof, and a Slight Panic
Okay, so I'm not going to lie, accessibility is key for me. I'm not talking about personal mobility issues, but as a travel writer, I need to see how places cater for everyone. And Myra, bless its heart, has mixed results. They claim "Facilities for disabled guests," but honestly, I'm always a little skeptical until I see it with my own eyes. Elevators? Check. Ramps? Hmm, I might want to double-check. The website doesn't specify exactly what "facilities" entail, which is a bit of a red flag. This place is built for luxury and luxury often forgets people. My heart aches for the disabled, for the moms with strollers, for the elderly.
The biggest panic? Finding the entrance. It's… well, let's just say I almost drove through a flower bed trying to locate the driveway. Maybe a few more signs wouldn't hurt, Myra?
Online & Tech: Wi-Fi, Is it Good? Does it Matter?
Oh, the sacred Wi-Fi. We need it, we demand it. The good news? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! They also offer Internet [LAN] which, frankly, I haven't plugged into since, like, 2003. But hey, options are good. "Internet services" and "Wi-Fi in public areas" are also supposedly available. The Wi-Fi in my room was… passable. Strong enough to stream Netflix (which, let's be honest, is a major win), but enough to make me slightly want to throw my laptop out the window during a particularly dodgy meeting. I’ll say this though, I'm typing this up right now using it and it works, so points for that.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Spa Day, Swim Day, and My Soul Searching!
Alright, now we're getting to the good stuff, the stuff that justifies that "Luxury Living" claim. Swimming pool? Yes! Pool with a view? Possibly! (Depends on which room you're in. Mine was, sadly, not a pool view. More of a… parking lot view. Charming.) Fitness center? Yep, standard hotel gym fare, though I’m pretty sure the treadmills silently judged me for only running for 15 minutes. Spa/sauna? Yes, yes, YES! This, my friends, is where Myra almost redeemed itself. I was going to skip it, because, spa treatments are expensive. But… let me tell you about the massage.
The Massage: A Journey to Bliss (and Back Again)
Okay, this is where I went a little… soft. I booked a massage. And wow. Okay, imagine this: you're stressed, you're tired, you've been navigating Nairobi's traffic for a week. Then, you walk into the spa, and the air is all softly scented, with essential oils probably. The masseuse (bless her heart, she had the hands of an angel) led me to this room. The room. It was dimly lit, plush, the music was… well, it was one of those soundtracks you hear in every hotel spa, but in this setting, I didn’t mind. She worked out knots I didn’t even know I had. I may or may not have drifted off into a blissful, semi-conscious state. I'm pretty sure I drooled a little. It was glorious. Truly, a moment of pure, unadulterated relaxation. I would have seriously considered moving in there! The steamroom and sauna… I didn’t try’them, but frankly I’d already had my fill of perfect relaxation.
Cleanliness and Safety: Is it Safe? Is it Clean?!
Let's be real, especially in this day and age, cleanliness is critical. Myra seems to be taking it seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, room sanitization opt-out available, rooms sanitized between stays, staff trained in safety protocol… all good things! They have hand sanitizer everywhere, probably. The first aid kit, on the other hand… I didn’t need it, thankfully. The safe dining setup – important. The cashless payment service – necessary. The staff, at least from what I saw, seemed to be taking things seriously, which is very reassuring.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food, Glorious Food (and a Questionable Salad)
Alright, food. The heart of any hotel experience. Myra offers a spread, but it's a mixed bag. The Breakfast [buffet], which is what I go for every morning. Not bad, actually. Asian breakfast, and Western breakfast choices. Coffee/tea in restaurant – check. Coffee shop? Also check. The restaurants themselves are, in general, pretty good. I loved the desserts and the soups. The bar has a decent selection of drinks. Poolside bar, a must!
The restaurants themselves are, in general, pretty good. I loved the desserts and the soups. The bar has a decent selection of drinks. Poolside bar, a must!
However, the salad! Oh, the salad. Let's just say it looked a little… tired. Like it had been sitting there contemplating its life choices for far too long. Also, the a la carte in restaurant options tend to be fairly expensive and somewhat uninspired.
Services and Conveniences: Do You Need It? They Probably Have It.
Myra throws everything at you. Concierge, dry cleaning, laundry service, luggage storage, safe deposit boxes, daily housekeeping, room service [24-hour]… it’s a long list. The facilities for disabled guests is a little hit-and-miss, from what I observed, the air conditioning in public area, a godsend. The gift/souvenir shop – good for last-minute presents. The business facilities – fine, if you have to, but I’m a holiday-maker, but still, it is what it is. The airport transfer service is a plus, especially if you're arriving in Nairobi for the first time.
For the Kids: Bringing the Little Ones?
They're family/child friendly, which is good. They have babysitting service and kids meal options, which is even better. I don’t have kids so can't properly attest, but it seems like Myra is trying to cater to families, which is always a plus.
Rooms: What’s It REALLY Like?
Alright, the rooms. This is where the “Luxury Living” claim has to hold true, right? Well… it’s good. Not mind-blowingly amazing, but good. Air conditioning? Yes, essential. Blackout curtains? Yes, also essential (for escaping all that Nairobi sunshine). Coffee/tea maker? Yep. Free bottled water? Always welcome. Mini bar? Stocked, but expensive. The bed was comfortable. The bathrobes were fluffy. And the complimentary toiletries were decent. So yeah, not bad, but a little… generic. Kinda felt like every other modern hotel room, but with added chandeliers.
But here comes the real kicker: My room was, like I said, a bit of a let-down. It lacked a bit of… personality. It was clean, comfortable, and functional - which is a win. But it didn't quite wow me.
Getting Around: Location, Location, Location, and Parking
The location's okay, pretty central, so taxi's and a lot of transport options are available. Car park [free of charge] is a massive bonus. Valet parking is also available, if you’re feeling fancy. The taxi service is fine if you need it, but consider using some local transport, they charge at least half the price.
The Verdict: Luxury? Maybe. Good? Definitely.
So, does Myra Residences Nairobi truly live up to its "Luxury Living Awaits!" hype? Well, yes and no. It's comfortable, clean, and the spa is amazing. It has a lot of amenities. But it also feels a little… sterile. A bit too… polished? Like it's trying too hard to be luxurious. And I have questions about the commitment to accessibility.
**My Honest Take (And a Call to Action
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this Myra Residences Nairobi itinerary isn't your perfectly curated Instagram post. This is the real, messy, sun-drenched, possibly-sweaty truth. Let's go:
Myra Residences: A Nairobi Adventure (Probably Involving Dust Bunnies)
Day 1: Arrival & Existential Dread (Just Kidding… Mostly)
- 9:00 AM - 10:00 AM: ARRIVAL (AND PANIC SPOTS)
- So, the flight. Let's just say the in-flight entertainment was a conspiracy against sleep. Got here, finally, and the driver from Myra Residences was, bless him, late. Classic Nairobi time, right? Okay, deep breaths. Check-in…smooth enough. The lobby is all gleaming marble and… oh God, are those faux palm trees? I hope this isn't indicative of the apartment decor.
- 10:00 AM - 11:00 AM: APARTMENT ANTICIPATION & DISASTER (MAYBE THE DISASTER IS ME)
- Okay, keys are in hand. Elevators… they look safe. I'm on the fifth floor. Pray for me. The door creaks open… and… well, it's… fine. The kitchen is the size of a postage stamp, but the view from the balcony! Holy moly, that Nairobi skyline is something else. Already plotting my sunset cocktail hour. But wait… Is that a dust bunny the size of a small dog under the sofa? Okay, okay, deep breathes. It's part of the charm, right? Right?!
- Anecdote Alert: I spent a good ten minutes battling the ancient air conditioner, which sounded like a dying walrus. I swear, if it doesn't work, I'm going to sweat my face off.
- 11:00 AM - 1:00 PM: GROCERY STORE: THE BATTLE OF TUSKER AND TOMATOES.
- Time to hit the local market for groceries. Wish me luck - hopefully, my Swahili skills don't fail me. I'm picturing myself triumphantly returning with a bounty of fresh produce, maybe even a whole grilled chicken and a six-pack of Tusker beer.
- Quirky Observation: Why are Kenyan grocery stores always so… loud? So many people and chattering all over the place. It's kind of amazing.
- Emotional Reaction: Felt so utterly lost wandering around the grocery store and forgetting to buy water bottles. I did, however, make a new friend, a woman selling mangoes, and she gave me a free one. So, all good.
- 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM: LUNCH ON THE BALCONY & THE GREAT DEBATE OF WIFI (OR LACK THEREOF)
- Back at the apartment, unpacked grocery, and made a pathetic lunch consisting of the mango and some bread and juice. This balcony is AMAZING. Soaking up the sunshine and thinking about the amazing things of the day here.
- Rant Alert: THE WIFI! It's a rollercoaster. Up, down, nonexistent. I've already started a full-blown internal war with my laptop. I feel like a digital refugee.
- 3:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Nairobi National Museum and the City Center - a walk in Nairobi.
- I decided for a walk in the City Center and Nairobi National Museum. The National Museum was amazing, I got to learn more about Kenyan history.
- Emotional Reaction: I felt that I connected with the people and culture.
- 7:00 PM - Onwards: SUNSET COCKTAILS (IF THE WIFI ALLOWS) & THE GREAT TUSKER EXPERIMENT
- Sunset on the balcony. IF the WiFi gods smile upon me, I will attempt to order a cocktail (or even make one myself!). Gonna try that Tusker I bought today. Wish me luck, fellow travelers!
Day 2: Safari Dreams & Dust Devil Dilemmas
- 7:00 AM - 8:00 AM: BREAKFAST: CRACKING EGGS AND TRYING NOT TO BURN DOWN THE KITCHEN.
- Attempting scrambled eggs. It's a battlefield in here. Slight smoke situation. But hey, survived. Coffee is… well, it's coffee. Essential.
- 8:00 AM - 6:00 PM: DAY TRIP SAFARI: ELEPHANTS, GIRAFFES, AND THE GLORIOUS MESS OF IT ALL.
- THE SAFARI! Oh my God, the best thing so far! Started early, a bumpy ride to a national park. Saw everything. Saw everything! Elephants, lions (sleeping, but still!), giraffes towering over us. The air smells of… well, the African savannah. It's incredible.
- Doubling Down: Let's talk about the giraffes. They are the most elegant, awkward, beautiful creatures I've ever seen. Watching them eat from the acacia trees… pure magic. I took a million photos. I'm pretty sure my phone is now 90% giraffe.
- The Messy Bit: The safari vehicle got a flat tire. In the middle of nowhere. We were stuck, with a flat tire. But, you know what? It was part of the experience. We laughed, we sweated (the heat is intense!), and we bonded. The driver was a local guy, and he just popped the tire, and we were on our way.
- Emotional Reaction: I felt overwhelmed and I had so many thoughts at once.
- 7:00 PM - Onwards: SAFARI DUST EVERYWHERE & A DELICIOUS (AND SAFE) DINNER.
- Back to the apartment, covered in red dust. Everywhere. Taking a LONG AND HOT shower. Dinner at a local restaurant. Trying my best to clean up the Safari dust.
Day 3: Markets, Maasai and Maybe, Just Maybe, a Little Relaxing.
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: MARKET MADNESS & BARGAINING BLISS.
- Time to venture into the local market. Determined to get some souvenirs, maybe a piece of art. Bargaining is an art form. Wish me luck on my Swahili greetings, and being an art thief.
- The Imperfection: I got ripped off on that wooden carving. Should have haggled harder. Live and learn.
- Quirky Observation: The colours, the smells, and the noise of the market are overwhelming. In a good way. People are so friendly… when they're not trying to sell you something.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: MAASAI CULTURAL EXPERIENCE (AND MAYBE A LITTLE BIT OF DRAMA).
- Went to a Maasai village. It was an experience, to say the least…
- Anecdote Alert: They are so proud of their culture and shared so much knowledge with me.
- Strong emotional reaction I felt that I connected with the people and culture and for the first time, I made some real memories.
- 4:00 PM - Onwards: BACK TO MYRA RESIDENCES; POOL AND RELAXING.
- Time to relax, have a beer, and maybe, just maybe, dip my toes in the pool at the Myra Residences.
Day 4: Departure (And the Sad, Beautiful End)
- 9:00 AM - 10:00 AM: PACKING AND THE FINAL DUST BUNNY FIGHT.
- Packing. Going through the mess, the memories, and that dust bunny. Goodbye, little furball. It was a wild ride.
- 10:00 AM - 11:00 AM: LAST LOOKS & A FINAL CUP OF COFFEE.
- One last look at that balcony view. One last Nairobi sunrise.
- 11:00 AM - 12:00 PM: CHECK OUT, AND GOODBYE.
- Time to say goodbye.
This is just the rough outline, of course. Expect delays, spontaneous adventures, and probably more dust. Nairobi is a place that gets under your skin. Be prepared for the unexpected. Embrace the chaos. And always remember to breathe. You'll need it.
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Myra Residences Nairobi: Reality Check FAQs! (Because Let's Be Real...)
So, what *actually* makes Myra Residences 'luxury'? Is it just fancy words?
Alright, lemme tell you. The word 'luxury' gets thrown around like confetti at a wedding. Myra? Okay, *generally* legit. Forget that generic "elegant finishes" crap. It’s more like… you walk in, and your jaw *slightly* drops. The lobby, it’s a statement. Picture this: I was there for a meeting, and this woman, clearly used to high society, actually *gasped* when she saw the chandelier. GASPED! I thought, "Okay, maybe this is more than just a fancy paint job." They *do* have imported everything (yes, even the toilet paper holder, I checked – don't judge). But the *real* luxury? Service. Like, they remembered my name after the first visit. And the gym? Actually motivates you to *go* to the gym. (That's a huge deal for me, trust me.)
Are the apartments at Myra really as spacious as the brochures claim? My previous experience with 'luxury' was a joke.
Okay, I hear you. Floor plans can be deceiving. My last "luxury" apartment, the living room was basically a glorified broom closet. Myra? Actually, yeah. They *are* spacious. I'm talking "can-actually-swing-a-cat-without-knocking-over-a-Ming-vase" spacious. The ones I saw had these massive windows that flooded the place with light. Which is crucial because, Nairobi sun, people! You *need* that light. But...and big BUT here... one dude I know, let's call him "Kevin," went for the penthouse. Huge, right? Yeah, but the *elevator* sometimes takes forever. First world problems, I know, but imagine being late for a meeting and stuck in an elevator that's practically a luxury sauna. He was *livid*. So, weigh your priorities, people!
What's the deal with the amenities? Do they actually work, or are they just for show?
Oh, the amenities! The selling point, right? The pool? Beautiful. Looks exactly like the photos, miraculously. But... here’s where the messiness comes in. One time, I went for a swim, and there was a *massive* party going on. Like, blaring music, dozens of kids splashing. Completely understandable, people need to use the pool, but… it wasn't exactly the peaceful, Instagram-worthy experience I was hoping for. The gym? Good equipment, I won't lie. But sometimes, and this is a personal gripe, the air conditioning is either Arctic tundra or desert heat. There's no in-between! The spa? (Dreamy, I hear.) Haven't tried yet because, well, I'm a broke writer, okay? (Shrugs)
The location's great, but is the noise from the city a problem?
Okay, so the location is *prime*. Honestly. Close enough to everything, far enough from the CRAZY. But Nairobi is Nairobi, even with the best double-glazed windows. You *will* hear things. The occasional siren screaming in the distance. Dogs barking at 3 AM (classic). One time, I remember staying late for a meeting near the area, a *massive* power outage. The emergency generator kicked in, which was great, but…it sounded like a jet engine! Seriously, I nearly jumped out of my skin! It was a bit of a wake-up call (pun intended). You're buying into luxury, but you're *also* buying into being in a city, so keep that in mind.
What's the actual *vibe* of the place? Is it pretentious and cliquey?
Alright, this is a big one. The *vibe*. It's…mixed. Let’s be real, you ARE going to encounter people who think they're better than you. You'll see the designer handbags and the perfectly coiffed hair. But! I've also met some genuinely lovely people. A few I know are families and young professionals. I spoke with a single mother who said she felt super safe, which is a massive deal in Nairobi. The concierge actually helped her when she locked herself out! So it's not all champagne flutes and caviar. But also, you *will* see champagne flutes and caviar. Just…prepare yourself. Do your own thing and you should be ok. That's my advice: be yourself, or at least, a slightly more put-together version of yourself. (That's what I'm aiming for.)
Okay, okay, but what about the *price*? Is it even remotely realistic for a normal human?
*Sigh* The price. Let's address the elephant in the ridiculously furnished room. It’s not cheap. Let me say it again: it’s NOT cheap. If you’re thinking "budget living," Myra ain't it. You're paying for a lifestyle, a certain kind of experience. I know people who are stretching themselves *thin* to afford it, and they're constantly stressing! However, if you're comparing it to other "luxury" options, you're getting...well, a lot more. It’s about quality, the location, and the perks. I'm not going to say it's a waste of money (because it's not *my* money), but you REALLY need to evaluate if it's worth the financial strain. Do your research. Don't be swayed by the shiny brochures! Think about your long-term goals (and maybe, just *maybe*, start saving a bit of cash on the side!).
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