Escape to Paradise: Hotel An Der Sonne, Schonwald, Germany
Escape to Paradise: Hotel An Der Sonne - Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Swabian Alps (Mostly)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to unleash a review of Hotel An Der Sonne in Schönwald, Germany. And let me tell you, "paradise" might be a slight exaggeration. More like, "charming, slightly off-kilter, and occasionally frustrating slice of German hospitality." But hey, that's what makes it memorable, right?
Accessibility: The Good, The Okay, and the "Hmm…"
Let's rip the band-aid off first: Accessibility. Bless their hearts, they try. They list "facilities for disabled guests" which, as a seasoned traveler with mobility issues, always gives me pause. The elevator… it's there. Thank God. But the hotel itself has that old-world charm, which translates to: uneven cobblestone paths. So, if you're using a wheelchair, be prepared for an adventure outside. Inside, things are better. The hallways are generally wide enough.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: Didn’t specifically see signage, but the main restaurant area seemed relatively accessible, with enough space between tables. But honestly, the charming "olde worlde" decor means things aren't exactly pristine and modern. You’re dealing with a traditional German hotel here!
Rooms… My Room. And the Bed. Oh, the Bed…
Okay, so I booked a standard double. Wi-Fi in all rooms?! HOORAY! And, blessedly, it delivered. High-speed, reliable – a small victory in a world of dodgy hotel internet. But the real hero? The extra-long bed. Truly a gift from the gods. My towering frame (okay, I’m tall) could ACTUALLY stretch out. A small thing, but something that changed my entire experience.
Room Amenities: The Swiss Army Knife of Comfort… Almost
Okay, so it’s not all roses. The bathrobes were fluffy, which is always a win. Free bottled water? Absolutely. Coffee/tea maker? Yep. But here’s the thing. You know how they say “You can’t please everyone”? Well, in my room, they tried to please everyone and ended up with a slightly confusing mishmash. In-room safe box, check. Mirror, check. Desk? Check. Laptop workspace? Hmm, technically. More like, “a slightly cramped corner with a wonky chair, but technically, yes.” And getting to the window? Not easy. It had a beautiful, window that opens. Gorgeous view. But I had to practically contort myself to get there.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safer Than A Schnitzel in a Bavarian Biergarten?
Listen, in these pandemic times, cleanliness is KING. Hotel An Der Sonne gets points for effort. There’s a laundry list of procedures in action: Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, and Staff trained in safety protocol. They even have Individually-wrapped food options! It felt…safe. Reassuring, even. I could see the effort—and that’s half the battle!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure (or, the Existential Dread)
The breakfast buffet was a highlight! Classic German spread – cold cuts, cheeses, breads galore. Okay, the bread was a little stale on day three. But hey, there’s always a silver lining. Breakfast in room? Nope. Breakfast takeaway service? Maybe. I was too lazy to ask.
The restaurants themselves? Meh. The à la carte menu was there, and the international cuisine options were a valiant attempt to cater to everyone but let’s be honest. The salad was… well, a salad. But the coffee/tea in restaurant was plentiful and the desserts in restaurant were really good.
Poolside bar? Unfortunately not, so I missed out on a poolside cocktail to contemplate the meaning of life.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: From Body Wraps to, Well, Walking
They have it all! And I mean all! Body scrub! Body wrap! Fitness center! Gym/fitness! Massage! Pool with view! Sauna! Spa! Steamroom! Swimming pool! Swimming pool [outdoor]! And just for the hell of it, they are also listed in triplicate. I did get a massage which was, fine. Nothing to write home about… except maybe this review. I was too lazy to swim.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Make a Big Difference (or, Cause You to Roll Your Eyes)
Concierge? Available, but sometimes a bit… lost. Asking for simple things felt like a complex negotiation. The elevator (again, a lifesaver). Luggage storage? Yep. Laundry service? Yes.
Getting Around: Navigating Schönwald and Beyond
Car park [free of charge]: Praise be! Car park [on-site]: Yep. The parking was easy. Taxi service was available, if you needed it.
Final Verdict: Worth the Escape?
Look, Hotel An Der Sonne is not perfect. It’s a little bit quirky, a little bit dated and it has its flaws. But it's a solid choice. If you're looking for a truly luxurious experience, this might not be it. But if you're after a comfortable, clean, and generally pleasant stay in a charming German town, then, yeah, it’s worth the escape. Just pack your patience, a healthy dose of humor, and maybe a sturdy pair of walking shoes. Trust me, you’ll need them. Because there are worse ways to spend a few days than wandering the Black Forest, even if the hotel is… well, not quite paradise.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's perfectly polished travel itinerary. This is a trip to Hotel An Der Sonne in Schönwald, Germany, according to my brain, and my brain is currently fueled by a questionable amount of caffeine. Let chaos reign!
Hotel An Der Sonne, Schönwald – The Slightly Disorganized Adventure (and the Great Black Forest Cake Conspiracy)
Day 1: Arrival (and the Existential Dread of Translation Apps)
Morning (ish): Get on the plane. I swear, the airport smelled suspiciously of regret and over-priced coffee. That’s pretty much how I felt, too, knowing I was terrible with German, but with a few "Bitte" and a smile, I thought I would get by… Famous last words, right?
Afternoon: Arrive in Germany. Okay, that's the thing to consider about the German thing: the language. I'm terrible at languages. So, I'm trying to use the translation app I downloaded, which is named "Deutsch-Dichter," which I think is supposed to mean "German-Poet," but it's only serving to make my anxiety worse. I'm like, "Translate 'Where's the bathroom?'" And it comes back with like, "The hallowed halls of the porcelain throne beckon to thee, oh weary traveler." Ughghghggh.
Late Afternoon/Early Evening: Finally, FINALLY, make it to Hotel An Der Sonne. It looks… charming? Picture-postcard charming, if postcards were ever slightly smudged by a clumsy hand. There's a little fountain and flower boxes overflowing with color. Lovely. The check-in was a blur of enthusiastic German and my panicked, "Ja… uh… Zimmer?" Apparently, I got a room with a view of the Black Forest. Score!
Evening: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. Okay, let's talk about the food. I expected the rich, hearty German fare, which is what I got. I ordered the "Black Forest Ham." I think it was called the "Black Forest Ham," anyway. It was either that or the "Pig-In-The-Woods Delight." I can’t be sure because of my aforementioned language failings. It was delicious! and a good start. However, there was ONE THING I couldn't leave the memory of. The waiter, bless his socks, came with the legendary Black Forest Cake. I'm talking layers of chocolate, cherries, cream, the works. And it was huge. Beautiful. Decadent. But… I'm also pretty sure I saw the chef dump the cake right after I took the first bite. I am now convinced this is a conspiracy; a conspiracy to make the world’s best cake disappear from existence. I can't explain it, I just know… something's going on.
Day 2: Forest, Frogs, and a Fiasco
Morning: Hike in the Black Forest. I thought I knew how to hike. Turns out, hiking in the Bavarian Alps is a whole different ballgame. This was supposed to be leisurely, but there were moments where I was pretty sure I was going to tumble directly into the abyss. All that said, it was stunning. The air smelled like pine trees and damp earth. The light filtering through the leaves was… well, it was like something out of a fairytale. I felt a little bit like a hobbit (a slightly clumsy hobbit, but a hobbit nonetheless).
Midday: I get hungry. I find a little bench in the forest for a break and I notice some frogs. I don't like amphibians, but I am captivated. They're so small, and so, well, freaky. There were, like, a thousand of them. After that, I realized I can't find my sandwich…
Afternoon: Back at the hotel, I’m trying to find my phone to report the sandwich disappearance, and I suddenly hear, "Guten Tag!" It's the hotel owner, a woman with a smile as bright as the sun (hence, An Der Sonne… get it?). She's holding a small, wrapped package – the missing sandwich! Turns out, the helpful frogs had stolen it. I am now convinced the Black Forest is full of mischievous creatures.
Evening: Tried again with the restaurant. Determined to clear my name. The second attempt at the Black Forest cake. It felt like a betrayal to my soul.
Day 3: Schwarzwald Shopping and Serendipity
Morning: Go shopping in Schönwald. I wandered into a local craft store and, OMG! There was a cuckoo clock. THE cuckoo clock. A real, wooden, cuckoo clock. It took all my willpower not to buy the first one I saw. But I managed to resist, at least for now…
Afternoon: Accidentally stumbled upon a traditional German festival. Think: accordions, lederhosen, beer, and more food than I could possibly consume. I did my best to join in the dancing and tried to learn how to say "Prost!" without sounding like a complete idiot. I failed, but it was fun anyway.
Evening: Back at the hotel. The owner asked me what cake I liked, and I pointed to the cake I had. In a moment of generosity, she gave me a slice from a special cake. It was the greatest cake I had ever eaten, and I'll never be sure if it's the same cake.
Day 4: Departure (and the bittersweet taste of Black Forest memories)
- Morning: One last walk around the hotel. I'm starting to feel… wistful? It's weird. This place, this imperfect little corner of Germany, has gotten under my skin. Even with the language barrier, the rogue frogs, and the questionable cake.
- Afternoon: Heading to the airport. I wave goodbye to Schönwald, promising to return. I feel a pang of sadness that I’m leaving, but it’s mixed with a sense of accomplishment. I survived! I conquered the Black Forest (or, at least, I stumbled through it)! And I managed to (probably) eat the best and worst cake.
- Evening: On the plane. Reflecting on the trip. I learned a lot about the Black Forest (and my own limitations). But more importantly, I learned that sometimes the mishaps and imperfections are what make a journey truly unforgettable. And, you know what? I think I'll buy that cuckoo clock.
Escape to Paradise: Hotel An Der Sonne - The Unfiltered Truth (Probably)
Okay, so... is this place actually paradise? Or is it just *pretending* to be?
Alright, let's be brutally honest. Paradise? Maybe a *slightly* overblown descriptor. It's *German* paradise, which means efficiency, crisp air, and an abundance of... well, *Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte*. And that, my friends, is a good start.
Look, the Hotel An Der Sonne in Schönwald *tries* hard. Really hard! The views are legitimately breathtaking (especially after a few beers). The Black Forest surrounding it? Gorgeous. But... let's not kid ourselves. This isn't some deserted island with a butler gently fanning you with a palm leaf. You're in a cozy, family-run place, and that comes with its own quirks.
The rooms... what are they *really* like? I've read conflicting reviews.
Okay, rooms. The rooms are... *charming*. That's the word, right? Charming. Picture this: solid wood furniture that's probably seen more years than you have. Cozy duvets. Perhaps a slight floral wallpaper situation that might make you think "Grandma's house" and not "luxury resort." I mean, it's not the Four Seasons, okay?
I stayed in Room 203 (don’t think I forgot THAT experience, believe you me), and the view? Stunning. Truly. But the shower? Let's just say learning how to avoid the water-temperature rollercoaster took a *few* attempts. And the creaky floorboards? They added a certain… *character* to the whole affair. You knew *exactly* when your neighbors were up and about. On the plus side, the bed was comfy, and the towels were fluffy. So, swings and roundabouts, really.
Food! Is the food as good as they say, or is it the usual hotel fare?
The food... now we're talking! The breakfast buffet is a *serious* highlight. Mountains of fresh bread, local cheeses (oh, the cheese!), sliced meats, and, yes, *actual* freshly squeezed orange juice. Forget those sad little juice boxes!
Dinner? Prepare for hearty, traditional German fare. Think schnitzel, spaetzle, roasted meats, and, of course, the aforementioned Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte (which you *absolutely* should eat). The portions are generous. You will *not* go hungry. My advice? Pace yourself. That stuff sticks to your ribs! I nearly had to waddle back to my room one night.
What about the staff? Are they friendly?
The staff... they're lovely. Really, genuinely lovely. But they’re also German. Which means… efficiency. They're not going to smother you with fake smiles. But they're helpful, polite, and they'll genuinely try to assist with whatever you need.
I had a slight issue with my luggage (long story, involves a misplaced backpack and a bus...) and the hotel owner, Frau Schmidt (I think that was her name! Or maybe it was something like that…), went above and beyond to help me track it down. It really showed me that they cared. It wasn’t a hotel-employee response, but a PERSON response. It's that personal touch you sometimes miss in bigger places. And yes, they know *some* English, though my German is, shall we say, "rusty."
Is there anything to *do* around the hotel? What about Schönwald itself?
Well, you're in the Black Forest, so the answer is a resounding YES! Hiking trails are everywhere. Seriously, you could practically roll out of bed and trip over one. The air smells amazing. It's proper foresty stuff.
Schönwald itself is a cute little town. Pretty quiet, but that's part of its charm. You can wander around, admire the traditional Black Forest architecture, check out the local shops (souvenir alert!), and, of course, sample more of that Kirschtorte. The hotel offers some information on local activities, and the staff can help you plan some excursions. But don't expect non-stop entertainment. This is about enjoying the peace and quiet.
Okay, the dreaded "hidden costs"... what's the deal? Any surprises?
Generally, no major surprises. Prices are pretty transparent. You'll pay for drinks at the bar (which, by the way, has a decent selection of schnapps). They might charge extra for things like guided excursions or special meals. Parking? Probably a small fee, though I can't quite remember. Again: German efficiency!
But here's a *secret* I'm going to share (because it's just too funny not to). Remember that room of mine, Room 203? The one with the shower drama? Well, turns out, there was a teeny, tiny, almost invisible sign in the bathroom warning about using too much hot water for too long. Apparently, in my blissful ignorance, I *may* have depleted the hot water supply on more than one occasion. I eventually faced the (small) wrath of the hotel manager. The fine? Minimal. The embarrassment? Priceless. So, yeah... pay attention to the fine print, folks. And conserve that hot water!
Is there a spa or a pool? After all that hiking, a little relaxation would be wonderful.
Alright, expectations management time. Don't go expecting a lavish spa with multiple treatment rooms and a giant swimming pool. While the hotel *may* have some kind of sauna or wellness area (honestly, I didn't even explore it), it’s not the main focus. It's a more low-key, nature-focused kind of place.
Think of it this way: the Black Forest *is* your spa and pool. Fresh air, stunning views, and a good hike will do wonders for your well-being. Embrace the stillness and enjoy the slower pace of life. Then, head back to the hotel for another slice of Kirschtorte and a beer. It's a good life, trust me.
Would you actually *recommend* the Hotel An Der Sonne? What’s the verdict?
Okay, the million-dollar question. Would I recommend it? Yes. Absolutely. But here's the caveat: you need to go in with the right expectations. If you're after a sleek, ultra-modern, high-energy resort experience, this isn't it.
