Pashae B.
Google
I checked in at the Isla Grand Resort for a four-day work conference, and unfortunately, my first day set a pretty low bar for the rest of the stay. I arrived at 4:30 PM with a colleague. Check-in itself went smoothly enough, and the front desk staff member helping us was friendly (though not everyone at the desk could say the same — one heavier-set lady made us feel like we were inconveniencing her just by being there).
We were both given poolside rooms (206 and 208), which sounded nice in theory. But the moment we opened the door, we were hit with a heavy, moldy smell. I do health inspections for a living, so I know the signs — the carpet was dingy and clearly past its prime, the rooms desperately needed renovating, and when I checked the beds under the covers, I found suspicious spots that looked like mold. I brought a black light with me (par for the course in my line of work), and, well, let’s just say the sheets left a lot to be desired.
My colleague and I went back to the desk to ask for a room change, and to the hotel’s credit, they did move us to rooms 236 and 238. These were a definite improvement — much cleaner, newer carpet, updated bathrooms with glass showers, and no foul odor. For a moment, it seemed like things might turn around.
Then the heat didn’t work. This meant another trip downstairs, another room change, and by this point, the inconvenience, the disruption, and, frankly, the embarrassment of it all made this the worst resort experience I’ve ever had. For a place that bills itself as a resort, I expected a bare minimum of cleanliness and working facilities. First impressions matter — and so far, this place isn’t living up to even the basics.