WINK Saijo: Japan's Best-Kept Secret (You NEED to See This!)
WINK Saijo: Japan's Best-Kept Secret (You NEED to See This!) - My Messy, Honest, Funny Review 🇯🇵
Okay, buckle up, buttercups. Because I just got back from WINK Saijo, and let me tell you, it's less of a hotel and more of an experience. And I need to unload, because honestly, I'm still processing it. “Japan’s Best-Kept Secret” they say? Well, the secret's out, because I'm about to shout about it!
First Impressions: Accessibility and the Welcome Wagon (Or, Where Did I Put My Luggage?)
Right off the bat, I was impressed – or rather, relieved! Accessibility is a big deal for me (hello, aging knees!), and WINK Saijo gets it. The elevator, bless its heart, was a lifesaver. They have facilities for disabled guests, which is a massive win. I didn't personally need it, but knowing it was there made me feel incredibly welcome. The exterior corridors are a nice touch, giving it a breezy, almost resort-y feel. The doorman was there, which I appreciated because I was running late to my hotel and was in a real hurry.
Speaking of luggage… They have luggage storage! Thank god, because I arrived with a suitcase that appeared to be trying to escape from a collapsing black hole and then there was the fact that I got there ahead of my schedule. That and the concierge was an absolute lifesaver. She helped me figure out some local trains and I was in and out of the hotel feeling like I know the area after only being there for a little bit.
The Room – My Own Little Zen Den (Mostly)
Okay, let's talk rooms. I got the non-smoking version (thank you, non-smoking rooms!), and it was… chef’s kiss. Seriously. I had a window that opens (essential for me), blackout curtains (even more essential for my need for a good nights sleep), a desk to work on, and Wi-Fi [free] (duh!). I went with Air conditioning, but honestly the room was a little chilly for me, but that may have just been me. The bathroom? Private bathroom, separate shower/bathtub and slippers which is the real win. I'm not one for the hotel toiletries so no need to go further. I really appreciated the safe/security feature in the room.
The only minor quibble? The cupboard was a little oddly placed - and it got messy. But honestly, it was minor and my own fault for bringing too many clothes. The bed was also wonderfully comfortable.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Sushi Mishap)
The restaurants at WINK Saijo are a must-try. Let's start with breakfast, because that’s where my day always begins. You could go breakfast [buffet] or western breakfast. There was Asian breakfast too, but I’m not much of a breakfast person. So I stuck to the buffet breakfast but man-oh-man the Coffee/tea in restaurant was actually quite good.
For lunch and dinner, the Asian cuisine in restaurant was my jam. One night, however, I decided to try the sushi from the a la carte menu. Let's just say, I'm not sure if it was a language barrier or a genuine culinary experiment, but some of the rolls were… interesting. Luckily there was also salad in restaurant and the soup in restaurant was divine.
There's a poolside bar (hello, Happy hour!), a coffee shop, and even a snack bar. Seriously, you're never going to starve here. I also, for the life of me, didn’t find the vegetarian restaurant, so maybe keep an eye out for that.
Relaxation Station: Spa, Sauna, and the Pool with a View!
THIS is where WINK Saijo truly shines. I'm a spa junkie, and this place delivered. The sauna was… well, I almost lost my mind in the sauna of course. It was so relaxing. They have a steamroom, a pool with a view that is just gorgeous, and a swimming pool [outdoor] for those who like to swim. They also offer a Body scrub and massage.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe in a Worried World
Okay, let's get real. Travel right now can be a little stressful. But WINK Saijo takes cleanliness and safety seriously. They have sterilizing equipment, daily disinfection in common areas, and hand sanitizer everywhere. I even saw anti-viral cleaning products being used! Staff trained in safety protocols were visible, and they have rooms sanitized between stays. You could even opt-out of room sanitization. Honestly, it felt like a bubble of safety, which was a huge relief.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy
Getting around was surprisingly easy. They have car park [free of charge], taxi service, and airport transfer. The car park [on-site] was good too. They have bicycle parking as well.
Things to Do and See: Beyond the Hotel Walls
Saijo itself is a beautiful place, and WINK Saijo makes it easy to explore. They have brochures and information on local attractions. The shrine is a short walk if you are into those type of things. The convenience store is right there, which is helpful if you need a quick snack or beverage.
The Quirks, the Imperfections, and the Truth Bomb
Here's the thing: WINK Saijo isn't perfect. It’s not a stuffy, sterile hotel. It's got personality. The elevator is a little slow sometimes (but hey, Rome wasn't built in a day!). The internet internet services was reliable. Sometimes the staff struggle with language. But those little imperfections are what make it charming. It feels real. It feels human.
The Verdict: Book it! (Seriously, Do It.)
Look, I could go on. But the bottom line is this: WINK Saijo is amazing. It's accessible, it's comfortable, it's safe, and it's fun. It’s got a personality. It’s got a vibe. It’s the kind of place you want to tell all your friends about… and then secretly hope they DON’T go, so you can keep it all to yourself.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my chaotic, possibly slightly over-the-top, adventure in Saijo, Japan. Forget your perfectly curated Instagram feeds – this is real life, folks. And real life, as we all know, is gloriously messy.
WINK Saijo: My Slightly Unhinged Travel Itinerary (with a generous helping of "WTF just happened?")
Day 1: Arrival and the Awkward Embrace of Convenience Stores
Morning (aka the "Did I pack enough socks?" phase):
- Arrive at Matsuyama Airport (MYJ) – Honestly, the flight was a blur. I'm convinced I spent the entire time trying to decipher the in-flight movie titles. "Melodramatic Alien Accountants 4"? No thanks.
- Train to Saijo Station. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy, right? Famous last words. I somehow managed to buy the wrong ticket and spent a good ten minutes frantically gesturing at a bewildered station attendant. He just smiled and pointed. I think I owe him a lifetime supply of Kit Kats.
- Check into WINK Saijo. The hotel is… functional. Clean, but reminiscent of a hospital. It's fine. I'm a travel blogger, not a interior designer. But, the room is surprisingly decent in size, with a private balcony. Score!
Afternoon (aka the "Survival of the Fittest" phase):
- Conbini Conquest: Okay, so the Japanese convenience stores are legendary. And they're real. Holy moly. I could have spent an entire day just wandering around and trying to figure out what everything was. I got a weird green tea flavored something, and I think it's my new favorite thing ever. Instant noodles, onigiri (rice balls - I'm addicted), and a mysterious yogurt drink that probably has magical properties (or severe side effects, only time will tell).
- Stumble upon the "Sakaigawa" area, as it's labeled in my guide. This is where my travel guide gets things wrong. First, it's not clear that there are little canals that goes through the city. The area is charming, but the "charm" is wearing away at my soul. What is charm anyway, a way to sugar coat a bad experience? I'm getting off topic. I walk around, it's nice, but everything is so… organized. It's starting to freak me out.
Evening (aka the "Lost in Translation (and Ramen)" phase):
- Dinner at a ramen place near the station. The menu was ALL Japanese, but the pictures were helpful. I think I ordered the "spicy surprise." It was, indeed, spicy. And delicious. I probably made a mess of myself trying to slurp the noodles without looking like a rabid animal, but hey, nobody seemed to notice. Or care. Probably both.
- Attempted a bit of nighttime exploring. Saijo is pretty quiet at night. I kept looking for something interesting, but I found myself looking into a convenience store. The light was mesmerizing. The convenience store is where I live now.
Day 2: The Sake Brewery Shuffle and a Potential Existential Crisis
Morning (aka "Coffee, I need coffee, please.")
- Coffee from the hotel. It's actually not bad, but my heart belongs to the convenience store.
- Heading to the sake breweries! Saijo is famous for it, after all. The "Sake Brewery Road" is supposed to be cool.
- The Messy Part: Okay, so the breweries are gorgeous. Really. Like, postcard-worthy gorgeous. But the whole set up… it's like being ushered through a perfectly choreographed dance. It's just… a bit much. Everyone's so polite. It's starting to feel like I'm in a sci-fi movie where everyone's a robot. I think I need a beer. Maybe?
- I'm getting ahead of myself -- tasting sake at a few of the places. I end up buying WAY too much sake. My suitcase is going to weigh a ton. And I'm slightly buzzed.
- I end up spending almost the entire day visiting breweries. They blend together. I'm starting to lose track of which ones are which. I think I like the one with the cute dog.
Afternoon (aka the "Sake-Fueled Philosophical Rambling" phase):
- Lunch. Found a tiny soba noodle place. The food was simple, but the owner was delightful. He didn't speak much English, but we managed to communicate through exaggerated hand gestures and a shared love of soba. It was the best meal I've had so far. This is what travel is about. This is where the magic happens.
- A stroll in a park. Or something. I'm not quite sure where I was or what I was doing, other than enjoying the sun. I think I had an existential crisis about the meaning of life and whether I should give up my job and become a sake master. The answers are, respectively, "I have no idea" and "probably not".
Evening (aka "Embracing the Chaos" phase):
- Dinner: Ended up at a yakitori (grilled chicken skewers) place. This was the highlight of the day, for sure. Watching the chef expertly grill the skewers. The food was phenomenal. The beer was cold. The atmosphere was lively. I think I finally started to relax.
- Back at the hotel. Sipping sake from my stash, pondering Japanese society, and trying to figure out how to smuggle all this deliciousness back home. Then I watched some anime.
Day 3: Farewell Saijo (and the lingering smell of sake)
Morning (aka "The Sad Departure" phase):
- Breakfast at the hotel. The same bread and instant coffee, the same everything…
- Last-minute convenience store run. Stocking up on snacks for the train ride or whatever.
- Farewell Saijo. It's been an… experience.
- Train to my next destination.
Afternoon (aka "The Long Journey Home" phase):
- On the train. Reflecting on my Saijo adventure. It wasn't perfect. I lost my way a few times. I probably offended someone with my terrible Japanese. But it was mine. It was real. And it was fun.
- I wonder what flavor the next convenience store will have.
Final Ramblings:
Saijo, you are a beautiful, slightly perplexing place. I loved the sake, the food, and the people. Even if sometimes you made me feel like I was living in a meticulously curated, very polite, slightly unsettling alternate reality. Would I go back? Absolutely. But next time, I'm bringing a translator, extra socks, and a whole lot more courage to embrace the chaos. And maybe a bigger suitcase. Seriously, all that sake…
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WINK Saijo: You NEED to See This (But Prepare Yourself!) - A Messy FAQ
Okay, seriously, what *is* WINK Saijo? Is it even real? 'Cause the internet's being... well, the internet.
Real is an understatement! WINK Saijo is a freaking vibe. Think less tourist trap, more… a meticulously crafted slice of heaven (with, and I'm being honest here, a few… quirks). It's a small town in Japan, and yeah, it's trying to hide its amazingness from the masses. It's all rolling hills, rice paddies that look like Monet painted them, and a *ridiculous* amount of sake breweries... like, *seriously* ridiculous.
Honestly? Saw it on a blog, thought "Yeah, right." Went anyway. Best. Decision. Ever. Except...
It’s not all sunshine and sake. Some things, like finding your hotel in the dark (bless the taxi driver who didn’t speak a lick of English, yet somehow managed to decipher my panicked hand gestures!), or the occasional lack of English menus (prepare to muddle through with your phone and Google Translate!) can be… character-building. Character-building is the nice way of saying “slightly chaotic.” But hey, that’s part of the charm, right?
I hear it's all about the sake. I'm a sake newbie. Am I doomed?
Doomed? Absolutely not! Saijo is *perfect* for a sake newbie. It's like Sake 101, 201, and a Masterclass all rolled into one delicious, slightly fuzzy-headed package. Literally wander into any brewery and BAM! Sake tasting heaven. They'll offer you tiny little cups, explain the different varieties (Junmai, Daiginjo – sounds fancy, but you’ll get the hang of it!), and generally be *incredibly* patient.
Trust me on this. I went in knowing practically zero. Came out basically an honorary sake samurai (in my own mind, at least). Just… pace yourself. That's the key. And maybe invest in some water – hydration is your friend here. I learned that the hard way. My first brewery visit? Let's just say I was overly enthusiastic. Ended up befriending a group of locals and singing (badly) karaoke until 2 AM. Worth it? Absolutely. Regrets? Zero. Except maybe the memory of my caterwauling.
Is it easy to get around? Because, navigation is my weakness.
Okay, here’s the truth bomb: Getting around Saijo isn’t *super* straightforward. The train station is easy enough (it's a train station, you know!), but then you're mostly relying on buses or… walking. And walking, if you're like me and enjoy wandering, is fantastic. You stumble upon hidden gems. I found this tiny little bakery tucked away on a side street that made the most amazing, perfectly crispy croquettes. Seriously, my mouth is watering thinking about them right now.
The buses? They're okay. But the schedules? Let's just say they’re…suggestions. Google Maps *kinda* works, but sometimes it'll tell you to walk through… well, let's just say I’m pretty sure that was someone’s backyard. So, embrace the occasional navigational challenge. Ask for help. The locals are incredibly friendly, even if your Japanese is non-existent (which, mine is. "Kon'nichiwa" and "sake" are my mainstays). And if you get lost? Well, that's part of the adventure, right? It *always* leads to something interesting.
What else is there to do besides drink sake... though, let's be honest, that's a big selling point.
Okay, so let's get this straight: Sake is the headline act. But Saijo has a whole supporting cast of AMAZING things! First, the scenery! The mountains surrounding the town are breathtaking. You can rent a bike (or try to, navigating that is... again, character building) and just cycle through the rice paddies. It's magical, especially at sunset. And don't forget the temples! They're serene, beautiful, and a welcome respite from the... well, the sake.
I'm not a massive temple person, but even *I* was awestruck. One in particular had this incredible garden, and the silence... pure bliss. Then there’s the food! Beyond the croquettes I mentioned, there are amazing ramen shops, tiny restaurants with the most incredible seafood, and a surprising number of cafes that serve seriously good coffee. And if you're looking for souvenirs, well, what else? Sake! Of course! But also local crafts, and all things related to... you guessed it, sake! Did I mention the sake?
What's the best time to visit? I hate crowds.
Okay, dodging crowds is the name of the game, right? So, here's the deal: Saijo's a gem, but like all gems, it gets a *little* crowded at certain times. Aim for the shoulder seasons: Spring (cherry blossom season is breathtaking, but book early!) or Autumn (gorgeous fall foliage and harvest festivals!). Avoid Golden Week (a major Japanese holiday period) like the plague – unless you *like* crowds.
Honestly, even outside of peak times, it's pretty chill. It's not like you'll be elbowing anyone for a view. Though, I will say... the Saijo Sake Matsuri (Sake Festival) sounds AMAZING, but from what I hear it's a total madhouse. I'm tempted... but also, I have PTSD from crowds. Maybe next year I'll steel my nerves and go, and report back. But for a first-timer? Aim for a less hectic time and enjoy the peaceful side of this amazing place first.
Give it to me straight. What's the one thing I NEED to experience in Saijo?
Okay, this is tough because *everything* is good. But if you have to choose ONE thing? Seriously, spend an entire afternoon brewery-hopping. Don't rush it. Pick a few breweries, do some tastings, chat with the people there (even if it's a hilarious mix of broken English and frantic pointing). Get some good food to soak up the sake (that's very, very important!).
I'm talking, visit a few, find a place to sit outside, with a plate of food, and just… take it all in. That's where the magic happens. My personal experience? I stumbled into a tiny brewery – the name I can’t pronounce – and the guy there, he barely spoke English, but he poured me this *amazing* sake. We just sat there, drinking, laughing (mostly at each other, I think), and enjoying the view of the mountains. It was… perfect. It was the perfect blend of the experience and the local culture. I'm tearing thinking about it. It was, the moment I would go back for.
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