Jakarta's Chicest Minimalist 1BR: CitraLake Suites Awaits!
Jakarta's Chicest Minimalist 1BR: CitraLake Suites Awaits! - The Honest Review (Brace Yourself!)
Alright, folks, let's dive headfirst into the minimalist promised land of CitraLake Suites in Jakarta. I've just spent a week there, and let me tell you, it’s an… experience. Forget those polished, airbrushed reviews. We’re going for the real, slightly messy truth. Think of this as a friend-to-friend chat over ridiculously strong Indonesian coffee (which, FYI, they do have – crucial).
First Impressions – The Good, The Okay, and the "Wait, Is This a Real Elevator?"
From the outside, CitraLake Suites looks sleek. Think modern lines, a touch of… (ahem) ambition, and a healthy dose of Jakarta's concrete jungle. Accessibility? Let's just say they try. There are elevators (thank the heavens, because trust me, those stairs… yikes!), and the property claims to be wheelchair accessible. I saw ramps. Whether they're actually practical for everyone is another story. (More on that later.)
The 1BR Suite – My Cozy, Concrete Bunker… With Perks!
My minimalist haven! The 1BR itself? Pretty darn cool, actually. The internet access? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! YES! And it worked, mostly. (I’m a digital nomad, reliability is key, and the internet [LAN] was a lifesaver sometimes). The suite was clean (thankfully, thanks to the rooms sanitized between stays and daily disinfection in common areas). Air conditioning? Blast it, baby. Blackout curtains? Crucial for surviving Jakarta's relentless sun and the temptation of staying in bed forever. There was a desk for me to pretend I was working, a safe box for things of dubious value, and a coffee/tea maker – because, priorities. You also get the necessities, like a hair dryer, and complimentary bottled water.
But… (There’s Always a But, Isn't There?)
The devil is in the details, or in this case, the minor imperfections. I found a small stain on the rug that looked like a clumsy coffee spill, and the bathroom phone seemed to be more decorative than functional. Also, the mirror in the bathroom, it's the only place I could find to check my reflection, and I'm a sucker for a good one. On the plus side, there was a decent bathtub and slippers - a gift to any traveler.
The Cleanliness & Safety Spiel – Seriously, They’re Trying
Let’s be real. Traveling in a post-pandemic world requires some serious mental gymnastics. CitraLake Suites gets it. The anti-viral cleaning products, professional-grade sanitizing services, and individually-wrapped food options were reassuring. They have hand sanitizer everywhere (thank you, angels). They provided hot water linen and laundry washing as well which was great to have. The staff trained in safety protocol were helpful. They even have a doctor/nurse on call and a first aid kit, which is a nice touch.
Now, the room sanitization opt-out available: I liked that option, made me feel a bit more in control. But look, they’re not perfect. I saw a staff member once forget to mask up in the elevator. Small slip-ups happen. But overall, they were really trying.
Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Disappointment)
Okay, the food. This is where things get interesting. Let's start with the good: the Asian breakfast was surprisingly delicious. A genuine, flavorful start to the day. Also, they have a convenience store on-site, which is perfect for those late-night snack attacks. They also had restaurants offering different cuisines and coffee shop. The breakfast service was smooth. They had breakfast [buffet] and A la carte in restaurant. They also had bottle of water and complimentary tea.
The poolside bar? Okay, it's more like a poolside… area with a bar. The cocktail selection was limited, but the view… the view was actually quite lovely. On the other hand, the room service [24-hour], was a lifesaver - though the menu felt a bit… generic.
One night, I ordered the infamous "soup of the day." I'm still not entirely sure what it was, but it tasted like something my grandma used to make (and that's not always a compliment). My suggestion, stick to the basics: the Indonesian food is where they shine in the restaurant.
Ways to Relax (Or at Least, Pretend To)
Swimming pool [outdoor]? Yes, and it’s lovely! The pool with a view is a definite highlight, but don’t expect Olympic-sized proportions. Ideal for a lazy afternoon float. And you can get a tan!
The fitness center is functional, nothing fancy. And they have a spa! I indulged in a massage – bliss! I didn't get to experience the sauna, steamroom, body scrub, or body wrap, though it might have been a nice feature to try.
Things to Do (Besides Avoiding the Jakarta Traffic)
CitraLake Suites has a few aces up its sleeve. They arranged the airport transfer which was great! You could easily get the car park [free of charge] and car park [on-site]. They have meeting/banquet facilities if you are in town for business or want to seminars. There's a gift/souvenir shop. Business facilities are available. Cash withdrawal, currency exchange, and even dry cleaning are available for those on the go.
Services and Conveniences – The Little Things That Make a Difference
This is where CitraLake Suites truly shines. The concierge was incredibly helpful, navigating my taxi requests and suggesting great places to get a real Indonesian coffee. The daily housekeeping was efficient. They offer a laundry service, which helped with my travel wardrobe malfunctions. They even have a convenience store for those late-night snack emergencies. Also the elevator, which made the 10th floor a lot more bearable.
The "For the Kids" Factor
I don’t have kids, but the family/child friendly atmosphere was obvious. I noticed a babysitting service and kids meal, etc.
Getting Around: Jakarta Chaos, Simplified (Sort Of)
The location is… decent. It's not smack-dab in the tourist heart of Jakarta, but it's easy to reach the main attractions. Public transportation is… an experience. Taxis are readily available. Airport transfer is a must, unless you really enjoy battling Jakarta traffic.
The Verdict: Worth It?
Look, CitraLake Suites isn’t perfect. It has its quirks. But for the price, the cleanliness, the decent location, and the generally pleasant atmosphere, it's a solid choice. It's a comfortable base camp for exploring Jakarta, and it does a decent job of pampering you at the end of a long day.
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars (would be 4.5 if the coffee soup wasn't a thing)
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups. This isn't your perfectly curated Instagram feed. This is my Jakarta itinerary, and it's gonna be… well, something. We're talking messy, honest, and probably slightly caffeinated. We'll be calling CitraLake Suites our base, which, from the pictures, looks suspiciously like a really clean IKEA showroom. Wish me luck.
Day 1: Arrival, Jet Lag, and the Pursuit of Coffee That Doesn't Immediately Kill Me (or at least, minimizes the risk)
11:00 AM (ish) - Arrival at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport (CGK): Oh. My. God. The humidity. It hits you like a wet blanket of heat. I'm already regretting my decision to wear a denim jacket. Passport control? Thank God for automated lanes. Seriously, the line for humans looked like the queue for the last concert on Earth.
12:30 PM (ish) - Taxi Chaos & CitraLake Suites Odyssey: Okay, navigating the taxi situation was a sport. Haggling is apparently a national pastime. I felt like I was playing a high-stakes game of price roulette, trying to avoid getting completely ripped off. Eventually, I surrendered and agreed to a price that felt mostly okay. The drive itself? Pure Jakarta. Motorbikes weaving like caffeinated fireflies, the air thick with the smell of… well, everything. The apartment? Finding it was another adventure. Thankfully, Grab (like Uber) saved me, and the driver spoke enough English to guide me.
2:00 PM - Apartment Unveiling & Disappointment: Okay, CitraLake Suites. The photos lied. It IS clean, almost sterile. The minimalist aesthetic is a little… impersonal. I'm already missing my overflowing bookcase and the weird, mismatched furniture of my actual apartment. The view, at least, is vaguely promising – a glimpse of something green (hopefully a park?)
2:30 PM - Coffee Crisis & Street Food Survival: The real test. I needed coffee. Desperately. Google Maps promised a coffee shop nearby. “Nearby” turned out to be a 20-minute sweaty walk. I stumbled in, bleary-eyed, and pointed at the menu, hoping for the best. It was… fine. Not the life-affirming, soul-reviving coffee I craved, but it did the trick. Then, the street food. Oh. My. God. I bravely pointed at a stall selling something that looked vaguely like fried bananas and something else that smelled vaguely of deliciousness. My stomach held its breath. It was…amazing. A symphony of textures and flavors. I may have just fallen a little bit in love with Indonesian street food.
4:00 PM - Napping Attempt: Jet lag is officially winning. I’m fighting the urge to curl up in a ball and sleep for a week. This apartment is too quiet. It’s like living in a museum. I decide to try to sleep for 1 hour. 30 minutes later my eyes popped open and I felt more awake than when I woke up an hour ago. I give up.
6:00 PM - Sunset Stroll & the Realization of Being Utterly Alone: I decided to brave the early evening heat. The promise of a good sunset was a good idea. I was so wrong. I thought walking to where I would admire the sunset, there would be a park. I didn't see a park. I saw a busy road and even more markets. This may have been the moment when I really understood the solitude of travel. I was completely alone in a city of millions, and all I had was me. I had an emotional breakdown, but I realized how lucky I was to be here.
7:30 PM - Dinner at A Indonesian Restaurant (Probably Not the Right One): Found an Indonesian restaurant. The food? Spice-tastic. Delicious, overwhelming, and definitely going to haunt my dreams (in the best way possible). The staff spoke even less English than I spoke Bahasa Indonesia, so communication was a mix of pointing, smiling, and praying for the best. This may not be the "authentic" experience, but it's my experience. I feel like I should write a book about it.
9:00 PM - Exhaustion & Netflix: Collapse. Bed. Netflix. Maybe. Possibly. I am already in survival mode. And I am tired. I can already feel the exhaustion setting in.
Day 2: Culture Shock, Shopping Sprees (Maybe), and the Pursuit of Authentic Gado-Gado (The Search Begins!)
8:00 AM (ish) - Breakfast Adventure & Apartment Assessment: Okay, CitraLake, waking up in the bright daylight… it’s still eerily clean. I’m starting to plot how to introduce some clutter, maybe a strategically placed sock. Breakfast is an order-in affair. This is Jakarta, after all.
9:00 AM - "Historical Site" attempt: I've heard about a local colonial area nearby. I'm armed with a map (and Google Maps), which I am already questioning my knowledge of, and my general sense of direction, but I'm determined to see something other than shopping malls and the inside of my tiny apartment.
10:00 AM - the Struggle is Real: I didn't find that "historical site." Instead, I wound up in a bustling market, which was both terrifying and fascinating. It was a sensory overload – the smells, the sounds, the sheer density of people. I felt like a complete tourist, gawking at everything and trying not to get run over by a motorbike. But also amazed.
12:00 PM - Mid-Day Meltdown? & Gado-Gado Quest: Okay, the heat is brutal. My clothes are sticking to me, and I’m pretty sure I’m starting to hallucinate food stalls. I need Gado-Gado. NOW. This quickly became the mission for the rest of the day. I'm determined to find the perfect Gado-Gado. I'll try anything once.
3:00 PM - Gado-Gado: Round 1! I asked a local. He pointed me towards a place. It was… okay. The sauce was a little too sweet for my taste. Undeterred, I will keep searching.
5:00 PM -Shopping & Bargaining Attempt: I went to a shopping mall. It was big and filled with brands I know. This is what happens when you aren't ready and don't know what to do. I went in, looked around, and tried to look like I belonged and also knew what I was doing. I didn't. I left.
7:00 PM - Gado-Gado: Round 2! Found another place. More sauce, fewer veggies. I'm starting to think my palate is broken.
8:00 PM - Exhaustion & Netflix, part 2: The air conditioning in the apartment feels like a life-giving miracle. Collapse into bed. Will I ever find the holy grail of Gado-Gado? That is the question.
Day 3: Temple Visit (Maybe), More Food Adventures (Definitely), and Acceptance (Perhaps?)
9:00 AM - Temple Trek & Logistics: I promised myself I visit a temple. Researching things is hard. But I have a map and a vague sense of where I'm going.
11:00 AM - Temple Success (Or Not): Okay, there was a temple. I tried to be respectful, but I'm pretty sure I looked like a lost tourist. The experience was amazing, but also a little overwhelming.
1:00 PM - Lunch Mission: After the temple, I was hungry. I found a little warung (small restaurant) and tried to order by using my pointing finger and hoping for the best. I was wrong. I wanted noodles, but I got something I couldn't identify. It was okay.
3:00 PM - The Gado-Gado Odyssey Continues: I saw an advertisement for "THE BEST GADO-GADO IN JAKARTA." The marketing was on point. This was the food I really wanted. This time it was perfect. Everything was there. The sauce was amazing. All I needed was a cold drink and a nice chair.
5:00 PM - I'm good: I am so good.
7:00 PM - Packing Up: The trip is coming to an end. Time to pack, enjoy this last bit of peace, and reflect on the memories of my first solo trip.
8:00 PM - Exhaustion & Netflix, the Finale: Last night in Jakarta. I feel content. I have seen some sights, tasted some flavors, and definitely failed in a few ways. I go to sleep. That's it.
Final Thoughts:
Jakarta, you are a glorious, chaotic mess. You smell of spices and exhaust, and sometimes, I feel like I'm drowning in your noise. But you're also beautiful and delicious, and I can't wait to come back, even if I'm still searching for that perfect cup of coffee. This trip
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CitraLake Suites: Ready to Dive In (Or at Least LOOK Like You Are)? FAQs - With My Honest, Messy Take!
Okay, spill. Is CitraLake Suites *really* as chic as it looks in the Instagram ads?
The location... is it *actually* "strategically located" or just convenient for the developer?
The 1-bedroom… is it *actually* a good size for one person? Or are you going to be bumping into things constantly?
Amenities: Pool, gym, etc. Are they actually usable, or do they just look good in the brochure?
The "high-end" finishes… are they actually high-end, or just shiny and fake?
Is it worth the price tag? Be brutally honest.
Any hidden costs or surprise fees I should be aware of?
The best thing about CitraLake Suites, in *your* honest opinion?
