Escape to Paradise: HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima Awaits! - My Surprisingly Emotional Island Getaway (and a Few Gripes!)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea on HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima. This isn't your typical sanitized hotel review; this is a raw, honest, and slightly chaotic dive into my experience. Consider this your pre-trip pep talk because honey, you need it.
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The Dream Starts… (or Does It?)
Miyakojima. The name itself whispers promises of turquoise waters, blinding white sand, and a life that hums at a slower pace. And finding myself at HOTEL R9 The Yard? Seemed like the perfect entry point to that dream. The website pictures promised a modern, minimalist escape. I was ready to escape.
Accessibility - The Good, The Okay, and the "Hmm…"
Let's be real, accessibility is HUGE for me (and should be for everyone!). And R9? Well, they TRY. Wheelchair Accessible. Check. That's a massive win! Elevator? Yup, crucial. Facilities for disabled guests? Listed, but the level of detail is… vague.
I'm a bit of a stickler for concrete details. I'm talking specifics, people! Like the actual ramp angle. What’s the door width? The website mentioned accessible rooms, but I suggest reaching out directly to the hotel to get the lowdown. I found the information… a little too generic, a little too “we say we’re accessible” and not "we genuinely are accessible". So, a mixed bag here. Be prepared to call ahead and be very specific.
Rooms: My Little Oasis (and Occasionally, My Prison)
Okay, let's be real, the rooms are slick. Air conditioning? Praise the heavens! Free Wi-Fi in ALL rooms?! Yes! And it actually WORKED (unlike some hotels I've… ahem… encountered). Blackout curtains? Essential for tackling jet lag or just pretending the sun doesn't exist. Daily housekeeping was a godsend, keeping things pristine.
The Internet Access (wired and Wi-Fi!) was solid. No dropped calls during my Zoom meetings (thank you, digital gods!). Desk and my laptop workspace made it easy to be productive. The Interconnecting rooms looked perfect for families, but I made a solo trip, but in my small room there was some space.
But… and there's always a but, isn't there? The room felt a little…clinical. Sterile, even. Could use a splash of color, a bit of personality. Plus, the beds, while comfortable, were a tad hard. It wasn't a deal-breaker, but a softer mattress would have felt like a luxury.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Culinary Adventure… Mostly!
This is where things get interesting. Okay, let me say this: the Asian breakfast was a revelation. Think fluffy rice, perfectly grilled fish, and miso soup that warmed my soul. Breakfast [buffet]? Yes! But it wasn’t always consistently delicious. So, some day very very good, some day… meh.
The restaurants themselves offered a surprisingly diverse menu, with both Asian cuisine and some Western cuisine. Coffee/tea in restaurant, also in the room. The happy hour was… well, it was happy enough. I’m not a huge drinker, but it was nice to have a post-beach cocktail. The poolside bar was a great vibe.
However, and there's that "however" creeping in again, the salad options were a bit…limited. The menu felt a bit repetitive. And the desserts? Could be better. I'm a sucker for a good dessert.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax: Island Bliss (with a Side of "Meh")
Okay, this is where I REALLY got into the spirit of the place. Swimming pool? Yes! Actually two! One has an amazing pool with a view. The other had that whole "relaxing" vibe going on. Absolutely loved it. The view was unreal.
Spa? Technically, yes. Spa/sauna? Yes. But again, it felt a little…underdeveloped. I was hoping for real, hardcore pampering. Some body scrub or body wrap sounds good, but the menu was slim pickings.
Fitness center? Yes! Which I appreciated. Gym/fitness? Yes! Not the flashiest equipment, but it got the job done.
Sauna? Yeah, it was there, but I didn't feel compelled to use it due to the limited other facilities.
The Sauna Experience: A Deep Dive (pun intended)
Oh my lord, I’m going to tell you about the sauna. I thought it would be this haven of relaxation. I imagined myself, sweat glistening, muscles melting, worries dissolving. In reality, the sauna itself was fine, but it was empty. So empty that I was a little weirded out.
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe (mostly)
Okay, here's where R9 shines. Hand sanitizer everywhere. Daily disinfection in common areas. Staff trained in safety protocol. Rooms sanitized between stays. They were SERIOUS about hygiene, which was a HUGE relief.
The anti-viral cleaning products and professional-grade sanitizing services were a plus. I felt safe. And in the current climate, that's worth its weight in gold. CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property added to the sense of security.
Services and Conveniences: A Mixed Bag
Concierge? Helpful! Luggage storage? Smooth. Dry cleaning? Excellent. But…
The convenience store was a little underwhelming. The gift/souvenir shop was… tiny. I was hoping for more unique souvenirs, but it leaned towards the generic.
For the Kids: Not really a big focus here. Babysitting service? Doubtful. Family/child-friendly? Yes, because the kids facilities are minimal.
Getting Around:
Airport transfer was smooth. Car park [free of charge]? Yes! Taxi service? Available.
Things That Annoyed Me (Because I'm Human!)
- The lack of in-room information on amenities. I had to search for everything.
- The inconsistent breakfast (again).
- The spa facilities. Need to expand them badly.
The Emotional Rollercoaster:
Look, I'm not going to lie. My time at R9 was a mixed bag. There were moments of pure, unadulterated relaxation. Lying by the pool, sipping a cocktail, gazing at the turquoise ocean… pure bliss. I also felt somewhat secure.
Would I Go Back?
That's the million-dollar question, isn't it? For the price point, the location, and the cleanliness, yes, I think I would. But I'd go armed with a better understanding of what to expect. I'd also be sure to book a spa treatment before I arrived because once on the island this place's facilities are limited.
Final Verdict:
HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima is a solid choice. It's clean, safe, and offers a good base for exploring the island. But it's not quite paradise. It's a good hotel, but one that could use a little more oomph to truly stand out. My advice? Go, enjoy, but don’t expect perfection - then you might have a fantastic time!
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups! My Miyakojima adventure, fueled by instant ramen and a healthy dose of existential dread (kidding… mostly) is about to unfold. This isn't your polished, Instagram-perfect itinerary. This is the REAL DEAL. Prepare for questionable decisions, sunburn woes, and a whole lotta love for this tiny island. And, of course, my base of operations: HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima. Honestly, the name sounds like a dystopian prison, but hey, clean sheets are clean sheets, right?
Day 1: Arrival & That Damn Ferry Terminal
10:00 AM: Land at Miyako Airport. Jet lag is hitting hard. I swear, I can’t understand half the signs, even with the handy-dandy translation app. First impression? Everything is… pristine. Like, too perfect. Starting to suspect they wipe down the clouds here.
11:00 AM: Taxi to Hotel R9. The driver’s wearing a brightly coloured Hawaiian shirt and seems to know everyone. He clearly knows where I’m staying, but still acts curious. The hotel. It's industrial-chic, which I guess is a step up from "concrete box". The room? Compact, like a very nice, slightly claustrophobic shipping container. But AC works, and that's what’s essential.
12:00 PM: Food run. Finding a decent grocery store. I panic-bought instant noodles and a weird, neon-green melon. Gotta survive, people.
2:00 PM: Attempt to get my bearings. Decide to walk towards the coast. Mistake number one: The sun. OH. MY. GOD. It's like a laser beam. I’m already red, and I've only been outside for ten minutes.
3:00 PM: The Big Ferry terminal adventure. Intended to take a ferry to Irabu Island. Got to the terminal, only to find zero English information. I asked the lady wearing a bright pink shirt in what sounded like a mix of Japanese and some other words. Her eyes widened and she quickly scurried off. I'm fluent in "lost tourist," so I knew I was in trouble. The next ferry wasn't until… a LONG time. Debating whether to just give up and go back to the hotel. Ugh. This is why I hate planning things.
4:00 PM: Gave up on the ferry, the sun was just too much. Back at the hotel. Slathering on aloe vera and contemplating the meaning of life while staring at the air conditioning vent.
7:00 PM: Found an "izakaya" (Japanese pub) near the hotel. Delicious sake and tiny, delicious fish that I think were ethically sourced. The conversations were mostly incomprehensible, but the atmosphere was pure, joyful chaos. A guy in a flowery shirt and a huge grin seemed particularly amused by my attempts at speaking Japanese. I'm pretty sure I ordered something I didn't understand.
9:00 PM: Back at the R9. Already dreading tomorrow. The shipping container feeling is really settling in. Also, I think something bit me. Great.
Day 2: Beaches, Booze, and a Near-Death Experience (Kidding… mostly.)
9:00 AM: Sunscreen is my religion now. Head to Yonaha Maehama Beach. Blue water. White sand. Honestly, it's stunning. I was a bit of a mess, actually. So glad I decided to go out by myself.
10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: BEACH. Swimming, splashing, attempting to look graceful while snorkeling (spoiler: I wasn't). Got sand everywhere. Found a beautiful spot with some shade under a Palm Tree. It was so relaxing, you could say that this was the peak experience of my entire trip. I spent a few minutes just enjoying that.
1:00 PM: Lunch. Ate a soki soba (pork rib noodle soup). So good, I considered licking the bowl. Then I considered my dignity.
2:00 PM: Decided to rent a scooter! And for the next 30 minutes, I would attempt to learn how to ride it. Let's just say I was not exactly a natural. I ended up weaving, swerving, and generally looking like a hazard to both myself and anyone else on the road. Eventually, decided to just park it and give up, deciding I'm not going to take any more risks.
3:00 PM: Driving back to the hotel. Not a great driver. Trying to find my way back to the hotel. Ended up taking the wrong turn and driving through a random shopping district.
4:00 PM: Drinks! Found a bar with a killer view along the coast. Got to chat with the bartender. Turns out, the island has a huge drinking culture. And it's not just I who enjoys the drink. The bartender gave me a few new drinks that I've never tried. The sun was setting, the cocktails were delicious, and for an hour, I actually felt happy.
6:00 PM: Another izakaya: trying to get better with the language. Felt a lot more assured on trying to order drinks and food.
8:00 PM: Back at the R9: passed out. Exhausted and happy.
Day 3: The End, and a Promise Never to Plan Again
9:00 AM: Last day. Feeling a strange mix of sadness and relief. Sadness that I’m leaving this gorgeous island, relief that I’m leaving behind the relentless sun and my own ineptitude.
10:00 AM: A visit to the Miyako Island Botanical Garden. My last hurrah. It’s beautiful, but I spent most of my time hunting for shade. I saw everything in a rush before I was overwhelmed by the experience.
12:00 PM: Last meal: Tried Okinawan cuisine, including Goya champuru (bitter melon stir-fry). It was… an experience. Bittersweet, like my trip.
1:00 PM: Back to the R9, packing. Saying goodbye to my minimalist prison-chic room.
2:00 PM: Return the rental scooter.
3:00 PM: Head to airport.
5:00 PM: On the plane. Goodbye, Miyakojima! I’ll be back. Probably. But next time? NO PLANNING. Just me, the sun, and a whole lotta instant noodles. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll learn to ride a scooter. Probably not, though.
Final Thoughts: Miyakojima, you magnificent, sun-drenched, beautiful, and sometimes utterly baffling island. I loved it. I hated it. And I'll never forget the sheer, unadulterated mess of my trip. And that’s okay. It makes for a good story. Maybe, if I work on my Japanese, I will spend some more time here.
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So, Miyakojima! Sounds… island-y. What's the deal with *this* hotel specifically?
Okay, let's be real. "Escape to Paradise" is a *bit* of a stretch, but hey, it’s marketing, right? HOTEL R9 The Yard Miyakojima… it’s… a place. Picture this: You've flown for a gazillion hours, your luggage is probably somewhere in Tokyo, and all you crave is a decent shower and a bed that isn't a rock. This hotel *attempts* to deliver on that. It’s not a luxury resort, let's get that straight. Think more… efficient. Think more… "industrial chic but on an island." It *is* clean though. Which, after a flight from, like, anywhere, is a HUGE win. And the location? It's… on Miyakojima. Beautiful Miyakojima. So, that’s something. You'll get the island experience just *stepping* outside… more on that later.
The Rooms: Are they… bearable? I'm picturing a coffin.
Okay, the rooms. This is where things get… *interesting*. They aren't coffins. Not literally. But… they're compact. Like REALLY compact. Think of a tiny, well-organized shipping container somehow crammed with the essentials: bed (comfortable!), bathroom (tiny but functional!), TV (probably playing something in Japanese, good for white noise), and… not a lot of spare space. I swear, I almost stubbed my toe the *moment* I opened the door. It's the kind of room where you organize your suitcase in the doorway, because any attempt at unpacking is just… ambitious. But hey, you're on Miyakojima! Who wants to spend time *in* their room, anyway? Except, you know, to sleep. And shower. And escape the afternoon sun. So, yeah, they're… bearable. Bring only what you *absolutely* need, and embrace the minimalist lifestyle. I personally found the bed to be fantastic in my tired state.
Let's talk about The Yard. Is there *actually* a yard? What is there?
The Yard… Oh, the Yard. This feels like it’s the name rather than the actual feature. Its not the grandest but it’s the only public space. You could describe it as a… well, as a space. There's a parking lot (vital, because you'll *need* a rental car on Miyakojima unless you're super-powered), some vending machines (lifesavers at 3 AM when jet lag hits), and… not much else. Don't go expecting lush gardens or a swimming pool (it doesn't have one). Its more of a space to transition between the hotel and the island. I remember one morning, utterly knackered, I was stumbling towards the vending machine for a coffee after a miserable sleep and there was *no* coffee option! The machines take cash too, so if you have not changed any then you will have to walk a fair way to find an ATM. Its just a small thing, but these little things add up!
The Location: Is it convenient, or am I going to be stranded in the middle of nowhere?
Okay, the location… it depends *what* you consider convenient. It’s not right on the beach, which is a bummer, but hey, you can drive to the beach. Trust me, you *will* want that rental car. The hotel is located in… an area. An area that isn't the *most* happening place, but it's a decent starting point for exploring the island. It is very peaceful. You won't be tripping over hordes of tourists, which is a plus. There are a few restaurants and convenience stores within driving distance, but don't expect nightlife. Remember, Miyakojima is about the beaches and the… tranquility. If you want to party till dawn, you're on the wrong island. The hotel is far enough away from the main drag to be quiet, and close enough to the main sights to be worth your while. Just… get that car. You will need it.
Food! What about food? Does the hotel DO food?
Food… Well, this is where you embrace island life. Hotel R9 doesn’t have a restaurant. Again, this is not a luxury resort. You are on your own. This means you have to venture out and discover the *amazing* local eateries. And trust me, the food on Miyakojima is worth the effort. Look for the tiny, family-run places. Don't be afraid of the menus in Japanese (Google Translate is your friend, or just point!). I had the most INSANE soba noodles from a little place down a side street (I can't remember the *name* of the place – that's part of the fun, right?) and I’m still dreaming about them. The supermarket nearby is surprisingly well-stocked, so you can grab snacks. Prepare to eat ALL the mangoes, they are amazing! I ate 3 in one day! Breakfast I got from a convenience store and eat it in the car. So: no hotel food, but an island full of deliciousness. That's a fair trade, wouldn't you say?
Staff & Service: Are they friendly? Can they speak English? Am I going to be lost?
The staff… they're lovely. Really. They're helpful, they try their best. English proficiency varies, of course (this isn't the Ritz), but they get by. I will say, when I checked in, communication was tricky, but everyone was friendly, and we managed to fumble through it. They’re also incredibly polite! If you can muster a few basic Japanese phrases (Kon'nichiwa! Arigato!), it goes a long way. Just… be patient. The whole island has a slower pace of life, and the hotel staff reflects that. Don't go in expecting immediate, flawless service. Expect genuine effort and a warm welcome. I didn’t feel lost, even when I was lost (which, admittedly, happened a few times with the rental car – don’t judge!). Always someone to ask for help from, and they are very helpful!
Value for Money: Is it actually worth it?
Value for money… Okay, this is a tricky one. It's not the cheapest place on the island, but it's also not going to bankrupt you. You're paying for a clean, functional room in a decent location. If you're looking for a budget option, you could probably find cheaper places. But, is it worth it? Overall, yes. Especially if you're planning to spend your days exploring Miyakojima (which you should be!). It's a base. A place to crash. A placeHotel Hop Now
