Unbelievable Triangle Huts in Ilocos Norte: Your Dream Vacation Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from a trip to Unbelievable Triangle Huts in Ilocos Norte: Your Dream Vacation Awaits! and, well, let's just say it was…an experience. This isn't going to be your typical, boring hotel review. This is gonna be real. This is gonna be honest. This is gonna be… a bit of a mess. But in the best way possible.
First Impressions (and the Drive In):
Okay, so, the name is "Unbelievable Triangle Huts". And, yeah, the huts are triangles. Get it? Clever. The drive in was… well, let's just say my GPS had a serious identity crisis. You're winding through Ilocos Norte, beautiful, sun-drenched scenery all around, and then…bam! You're suddenly bumping along a dirt road that feels kinda like an off-road adventure. Whew. That was a bit of a wake-up call, I'm not gonna lie. Makes you appreciate the "Car park [free of charge]" even more.
Accessibility and Getting Around (or, Where's the Ramp?):
So, important question: Accessibility? Honestly, it's a mixed bag. The main areas seem pretty manageable, but those little triangle huts… let's just say they're not exactly wheelchair-friendly. There's no mention of "Facilities for disabled guests" and I honestly didn’t see any obvious ramps that are specifically designed for wheelchair users or people who use mobility aids. This is definitely something they could improve on. Sigh.
Inside the room, things were a little bit tight trying to move around with the luggage and whatnot. The "desk" was a little too small for working on a laptop, but there's a "Laptop workspace," so I guess that's something.
The Huts Themselves (and a Questionable Ceiling Fan):
Alright, the huts. They're… unique. Very Instagrammable. The "Air conditioning" was essential, praise the sun, because Ilocos Norte gets hot. The "Blackout curtains" did a decent job, although I swear the dawn would creep in anyway. "Free bottled water" was a blessing. As for the "Bathroom phone" and "additional toilet," nah, didn’t see them.
The "Internet access – wireless" was…spotty. "Wi-Fi [free]" yeah, technically, but it often felt more like dial-up from the 90s. But hey, at least there was "Internet access – LAN," so if you needed to actually work, you could connect. Although, good luck finding a place to sit comfortably with your "Laptop workspace."
Cleanliness and Safety (and the Great Sanitizer Hunt):
Okay, serious time. "Cleanliness and safety" are super important, especially these days. I have to give them props - there were "Hand sanitizer" stations everywhere. "Daily disinfection in common areas" was a definite plus. The "Rooms sanitized between stays," which is reassuring. I also give them a big thumbs up for "Staff trained in safety protocol", and even the "Doctor/nurse on call", just in case. It felt safe. This is exactly what you want to hear.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (and That Breakfast, Though):
Alright, let's talk food. "Restaurants" - yes, plural - so you have options, and both offer "Asian cuisine in restaurant" and "International cuisine in restaurant". They have "Coffee shop" and "Snack bar". I saw a "Poolside bar", which is a total vibe. Even the "Breakfast [buffet]" had an "Asian breakfast".
The "Breakfast [buffet]"… that’s where things got interesting. It was a buffet, so points for variety! But the eggs? Let's just say they were… consistent. Not bad, but… consistent. The bacon, on the other hand, was crispy, perfectly crispy, and I may have eaten my weight in it. (Don't judge me.) "Complimentary tea" and "Coffee/tea in restaurant" were available.
And the "In-room dining" was also available, but it wasn't available 24-hours, which I personally, would have preferred.
Things To Do (and My Near-Death Experience with the Sauna):
"Things to do"? Well, there's the "Swimming pool [outdoor]" which is a must. There's a "Pool with view". You’ve got your "Fitness center", "Gym/fitness", "Spa", "Spa/sauna", and "Steamroom". There is the "Massage", which I'm told is wonderful, but I was scared of the "Body scrub" so I avoided it, I avoided the "Foot bath", and, oh god, the "Body wrap" felt like something out of a torture movie.
And then there was the "Sauna". (Pause for dramatic effect.) So, I thought, "Heck yeah, sauna! Relaxing!" I went in, and it was… intense. Like, really intense. Suddenly, I felt like I was melting into a puddle of sweat. I swore I saw my life flash before my eyes. I leaped out of there faster than you could say "dehydration." I survived but definitely had a moment. The "Sauna" is not for the faint of heart.
Services and Conveniences (and the Mystery of the Missing Elevator):
"Services and conveniences"? They have a "Concierge" - which, let's be honest, is usually an awesome person who can point you in the right direction if you ask for it. They have "Cash withdrawal", which is always clutch. “Coin laundry” is available, which is great, but there doesn't seem to be a "Dry cleaning" service. This isn't Manhattan, people.
The lack of an "Elevator" when you're lugging a suitcase up multiple flights of stairs… that's a minor pain. And the "Smoking area" - essential for some.
For the Kids (and the Need for a Giant Playground):
"For the kids"? They are good, with "Babysitting service", and "Kids facilities". It's "Family/child friendly". They even have a "Kids meal"! While my kids is very young, it would have been fantastic to add a slide or something for them to entertain.
Overall Vibe and My Final Verdict:
Overall, Unbelievable Triangle Huts is… a mixed bag. It’s got charm, location, and the potential for an amazing vacation. The huts themselves are seriously cool (once you get used to them), and the staff are friendly and helpful. The pool is gorgeous, and the food is generally pretty good. Accessibility? An area for improvement. Wi-Fi? Let's be generous and call it "rustic".
But here’s the honest truth: It’s not perfect. It’s got quirks. It’s got imperfections. But it's also… memorable. And sometimes, that's what makes a vacation truly special.
Recommendation:
If you're looking for an Instagram-worthy getaway, a unique experience, and don't mind a few minor hiccups, then YES, book Unbelievable Triangle Huts! Just be prepared for a slightly bumpy ride, bring your mosquito repellent, and maybe skip the "Sauna" unless you're a seasoned pro.
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Escape the Ordinary! Unbelievable Triangle Huts in Ilocos Norte: Your Dream Vacation Awaits… (With a Few Quirks!)
Tired of the same old boring vacations? Craving an adventure that's as unique as you are? Then pack your bags and head to Unbelievable Triangle Huts in Ilocos Norte!
Picture this: waking up in a stylish, Insta-worthy triangle hut, surrounded by the stunning beauty of Ilocos Norte. Spend your days lounging by the sparkling pool with a breathtaking view, enjoying delicious food at our restaurants, and soaking up the sun.
But here's the honest truth: Unbelievable Triangle Huts isn't just about the perfect Instagram shot. It's about the experience. It’s about the laughter, the moments of "Whoa!", and the memories you'll make.
What can you expect from your dream vacation?
- Unique, stylish triangle huts that will leave you speechless.
- Poolside bar and stunning views to enjoy that refreshing drink and snacks.
- Delicious Asian cuisine in our restaurant, or treat yourself in our international cuisine dishes.
- Clean and safe environment, with staff dedicated to your well being.
- Full of staff members dedicated to your comfort
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your perfectly sculpted travel brochure. This is my trip to TriangleHuts, Ilocos Norte, and trust me, it's gonna be a glorious, chaotic, and deeply personal mess of sand, sweat, and questionable life choices. Let's dive in!
TriangleHuts: The Great Ilocos Norte Debacle (aka, My Attempt at Paradise)
Pre-Departure: Mild Panic & Packing Regret
Day -2 Weeks: The idea of TriangleHuts was pure Instagram gold. Turquoise water! Breezy bungalows! Endless sunsets! Reality? My bank account was already screaming. Packing? More like a frantic rummage through the "stuff I might need" pile. Did I pack enough sunscreen? Probably not. Did I pack enough snacks to stave off my pre-trip hanger? Absolutely.
Day -1: The airport shuffle. Let me tell you, airports are a breeding ground for anxiety. Did I remember my passport? Check. Did I remember to actually pay for checked baggage? Ugh, probably not. Contemplated stuffing my entire carry-on with Pringles just in case. Ended up overpaying for a sad airport sandwich. This trip was already costing me a fortune.
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Bungalow Revelation (And a Whole Lot of Bug Spray)
Morning: Finally! After an eternity of cramped airplane seats and questionable airport coffee, LAND! The air hit me like a warm, fragrant hug. Or maybe that was just Exhaustion, with a hint of jet lag.
Afternoon: The tricycle ride to TriangleHuts. The driver, a cheerful Ilocano with a smile a mile wide, wove through the bustling streets. The scenery? Gorgeous! Palms swaying, vibrant colors everywhere. My initial reaction? "Wow. Pretty." Followed swiftly by, "I hope this place has air conditioning."
The Bungalow Reveal: The reality of my bungalow hit me with the force of a crashing wave. It was…cozy. A bit less Instagrammable than the photos. The wood planks, while rustic-chic in theory, felt slightly…uneven. And the mosquito situation? Intense. I mean, I’m pretty sure those little buggers were carrying tiny, blood-sucking pitchforks. Sprayed myself with industrial-strength bug spray. It felt like being encased in a toxic cloud of citronella and regret.
Late afternoon: Wandered down to the beach. First impressions? The sand was the color of powdered sugar, the water was that ridiculously perfect shade of blue you only find in stock photos. I plunged into the waves. Pure heaven. Until a rogue wave knocked me on my backside, sending my sunglasses (and ego) tumbling.
Evening: Dinner at the resort restaurant. The food was…decent. The sunset, though? Absolutely breathtaking. Red and orange streaks painted the sky. I felt a wave of pure, unadulterated bliss and then, as quickly as it came, the intense need to find a toilet. (Spoiler alert: the toilet was, shall we say, functionally rustic.)
Day 2: Surfing, Salsa and the Sandcastle that Died a Slow Death
Morning: Surfing lesson! Let me just say, learning to surf is harder than it looks. Much, much harder. I spent more time wiping out than actually riding waves. It will take an army of people to haul me to the shore after this. I swallowed a lot of saltwater and my dignity. But, you know what? I also laughed. A lot. Even if I looked like a beached whale half the time.
Afternoon: Lunch at a local eatery. This was something I was looking forward to! The food? Amazing! Absolutely amazing! I ordered everything! Lechon kawali, garlic rice, and a halo-halo. The people were amazing too! A big contrast from the resort restaurant. My wallet was beginning to weep.
Late Afternoon, the Sandcastle Fiasco: Decided to build a sandcastle. A majestic, glorious sandcastle that would be the envy of all other beachgoers. This wasn’t going to be some sad little blob. Oh no, this would be a masterpiece. I began. It looked great at first. Tower! Moat! Ramparts! Then a rogue wave. Then another. Slowly, the majestic castle began to succumb to the ocean. It was the most symbolic thing I've ever witnessed. In a matter of minutes, the sandcastle was nothing but sand. The ocean always wins.
Evening: Salsa dancing lesson! I have the coordination of a newborn giraffe. My moves were… well, they were something. The poor instructor had the patience of a saint. The laughter, though? Epic. And even though I stepped on everyone’s toes (including my own) and looked like I was having a seizure, it was pure, unadulterated fun.
Day 3: The Road Trip of Misadventures & The Unexpected Beauty of Abandonment
Morning: The Ilocos Norte Road Trip! This was the day I was most looking forward to. Rented a car (which, by the way, the steering wheel was on the wrong side!), and set off to see the sights.
First Stop – The Bangui Windmills: They’re huge! Enormous! And incredibly impressive. Spent a good hour just staring up at those things, feeling incredibly small and insignificant compared to the forces of nature. The only thing I don’t like? The wind. It was so strong. It felt like it was trying to rip me off my feet.
Second Stop – The Kapurpurawan Rock Formation: Breathtakingly beautiful. I’m not good with words, but the coast? It's a sculpture. The waves crashing? They make the most beautiful sounds.
Third Stop – The Malacanang of the North: The official residence of the late President Marcos, in his home province. It was a little weird. A little eerie. Seeing into the past. A good reminder of how fleeting power can be.
Afternoon: The Abandoned Lighthouse – An Unforeseen Gem The journey to the lighthouse was challenging. The road, if you can call it that, was a bone-jarring obstacle course. Then I saw the lighthouse. It was magnificent. It was a little bit run-down, but that only added to its haunting beauty. The air was thick with the smell of sea salt and something else… sadness, maybe? The view from up top was unreal.
Evening: Back at TriangleHuts, exhausted but full of stories. Dinner was quiet. The food was just… okay. But I realized that tonight, I didn't care about the food. What I cared about was the memories. The sand between my toes. The laughter of the salsa class. The breathtaking view. The trip was becoming what I thought it was going to be.
Day 4: The Great Departure & Post-Trip Shenanigans
- Morning: One last sunrise. One last swim. One last wave of “I never want to leave!” Followed immediately by, "I'm so ready for my own bed and a decent cup of coffee."
- Departure: The airport shuffle, again. This time, I was a little wiser, a little less panicked.
- Post-Trip Remorse: I've been back for two days. I have a terrible sunburn. My wallet has fully recovered. But more importantly? I have memories. I have a newfound appreciation for salsa dancing. I have a story to tell. And that, my friends, is worth more than a perfectly curated Instagram feed.
Final Thoughts:
TriangleHuts wasn't perfect. It was sandy, sweaty, sometimes frustrating. But it was real. It was me. It was beautiful. And I wouldn't trade it for anything.
The End (But Hopefully Not Really)
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Unbelievable Triangle Huts in Ilocos Norte: Your Dream Vacation Awaits? ... Maybe! A Messy FAQ!
Okay, Seriously, What *ARE* These Triangle Huts Anyway? They Look... Different.
Right?! When I first saw photos, my brain short-circuited. Like, triangle huts? Are we glamping, are we pre-colonization? Turns out, they're these trendy, modern (ish) cabins. Imagine those kids' building blocks... triangulated, but with a lot more... Ilocano charm. Think wood, sometimes bamboo, sleek lines, and big windows to soak in those Ilocos sunsets. They're supposed to be eco-friendly, all about minimal impact... (We'll see about that later. Hahaha... the bugs!). Basically, they’re the Instagram fodder of the year.
Are They Actually Comfortable? My Back is Already Screaming.
Comfort? Okay, here's the deal. It *depends*. Some are luxuriously appointed. Think AC, decent beds, maybe even a *bath tub* (major points!). Others... well, let's just say my back got a *very* intimate relationship with a surprisingly firm mattress. And don't even get me started on the pillows. I swear, some felt like they were stuffed with bricks. But then again, the ones with the killer views? Totally worth the minor backache. Bring your own lumbar support, just in case! Seriously, you'll thank me later.
Location, Location, Location! Whereabouts Can I Find These Magical Triangles?
They're dotted all over Ilocos Norte, mainly along the coast. Think near Pagudpud (where the beaches are GOALS), maybe near some of those iconic wind farms. They're trying to be a bit secluded, so you're mostly looking at resorts or little clusters of them, not right in the middle of the town. Google Maps is your friend. But honestly? Driving around Ilocos Norte is an adventure in itself. You'll stumble upon them eventually, guaranteed. Just be prepared for some winding roads and potentially questionable signage! I once saw something advertised as "Paradise Found"... turned out to be a pothole. Don't expect perfect navigation.
Is It Worth the Price Tag? They Look... Pricey.
Ugh, this is the million-peso question, eh? They *can* be. Some are definitely in the "splurge" category. Honestly? I think it's worth it *if* you prioritize the experience. If you're happy to slum it a bit, you can find some slightly more budget-friendly options. But remember, you're paying for the novelty, the Instagrammability, and hopefully, that sense of escape. Sometimes, it really IS worth it. Other times, you'll be wondering if you could’ve gotten a better deal at a slightly less triangular resort down the road. Do your research! Look for package deals! And be prepared to sacrifice that extra latte to justify the cost! (Just kidding... mostly).
What's the Vibe? Romantic Getaway? Family Fun? Solo Escape?
All of the above! Seriously. I've seen couples canoodling, families splashing in the pool, and even a lone wolf like myself, just staring at the ocean while contemplating the meaning of life with a beer in hand. It really depends on the specific resort. Some are geared towards luxury and romance, with private plunge pools and candlelit dinners. Others are more family-friendly, with kids' clubs and open spaces to run around. Before you book, check out the reviews and see what others are saying about the vibe. Do you want peace and quiet? Or are you okay with the potential for crying kids? Priorities, people! Know your priorities! I myself prefer the solo escape. Less people, more staring at the ocean. Glorious.
The Bugs! Tell Me About the Bugs! (I'm Screaming Internally)
Okay, deep breaths. I'm not going to lie. You're in the tropics. Bugs are a *thing*. Insects.Mosquitos.Flying things. Crawling things. I mean, I'm not talking a biblical plague, but you will probably encounter *some* creepy crawlies. The triangle structures are often designed with large windows or open spaces, for those oh-so-desirable views. Which also means... *access*. Bring bug spray. Lots of it. And a mosquito net, just in case. I once stayed in a hut where a moth the size of a small chihuahua kept dive bombing the overhead light. It was a dramatic night. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Food, Glorious Food! What About the Restaurants? Or Do I Need to Pack My Own Noodles?
Most of the resorts have their own restaurants. And the food, is actually pretty decent! Expect regional flavors. (The Ilocano cuisine is YUM.) You'll find freshly caught seafood, grilled meats, and of course, all the Filipino staples. Don't forget to try the "bagnet" – ultra-crispy pork belly. (Your arteries will thank you later...maybe). But...some of the resorts will be a bit isolated, so you might be stuck eating at their restaurant, which can add up in price. Research nearby dining options. You might need to take a tricycle or grab a taxi to reach some of the local eateries. Embrace the adventure! Or pack some instant noodles, just in case. I always do. Hehe.
Best Time to Go? Avoid the Rain, the Crowds, and My Own Sanity Issues?
Okay, I'll be honest, this one's important. Best time is definitely the dry season. Usually December to May. Less rain, more sunshine, happier you. But that also means... more crowds and potentially higher prices. Shoulder season (the bit between the dry and rainy seasons) is your friend. Consider April or May - before the monsoon season REALLY hits. You might get some rain, but there will be fewer people. Plus, those dramatic skies make for some epic photos, which is crucial. Don't go during typhoon season, unless you ENJOY being stuck indoors with nothing to do, no electricity and the potential for the roof to blow off. Trust me: you don't.
