Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Kensville Golf Resort, Devdholera - Club Mahindra!

Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India

Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India

Unbelievable Luxury Awaits: Kensville Golf Resort, Devdholera - Club Mahindra!

Unbelievable Luxury Awaits…Or Does It? My Honest Take on Kensville Golf Resort, Devdholera - Club Mahindra! (Spoiler: It's Complicated!)

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the (slightly lukewarm) tea on Kensville Golf Resort. Club Mahindra promises "Unbelievable Luxury" and, well, let's just say the reality is a bit more… nuanced. I'm talking layers here, folks. Like an onion. A luxurious, potentially slightly oniony onion.

First things first: Accessibility. This is a big one for me, and honestly, it's a mixed bag. The wheelchair accessibility aspect is… present, but don't expect a perfectly smooth sail. Ramps are there, but some areas feel like an afterthought. They try, bless their hearts, but it needs some serious work. I’m hoping they will improve on this.

Getting There & Around: Airport transfer is available, a definite plus. Car park [free of charge]? Excellent! (I hate paying for parking, it’s the bane of my existence). Taxi service is available, and I'm assuming you can find a driver pretty easily… though I didn't actually test it.

Rooms & The Vibe:

Right, let's talk rooms. Mine had, to put it mildly, everything. Air conditioning (thank God), free Wi-Fi (a must!), bathrobes (always a win), and the all-important coffee/tea maker (crucial for surviving the day). It was spacious, with a decent seating area to flop into after a long day of…existing. The non-smoking rooms are a godsend – I'm allergic to the stench of nicotine. BUT… and this is a BIG BUT… the little things. The slippers felt a bit… used? The TV remote was a struggle, the bed wasn’t quite as "extra long" as advertised. Little imperfections here and there. It did have an alarm clock and an ironing facilities. I used neither. Live a little!

And the décor? Well, imagine a slightly upscale Indian resort gone just a touch wild. It’s…an experience. There’s a lot going on. The blackout curtains were a lifesaver, letting me sleep off the jet lag.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Symphony of Flavors (and Occasional Disappointments)

Food. It’s, let’s be honest, a huge part of the experience. The restaurants are plentiful, and the Asian breakfast buffet was a solid start to the day. Think fluffy dosas, tangy chutneys, and endless cups of chai. Bliss. The Western breakfast options were there too, but c'mon, you’re in India! Embrace the spice! There is a vegetarian restaurant… (I think) which is a good thing in this region. I also spotted desserts in the restaurant, and a coffee shop.

The poolside bar was a highlight. The happy hour deal was tempting (and sometimes necessary) and the cocktails weren't half bad. There's also a snack bar, because, well, snacks are important. The room service [24-hour] was a definite bonus, and the bottle of water was a godsend in the scorching heat. The food? A la carte in restaurant, buffet in restaurant, salad in restaurant, soup in restaurant. You get the picture. Food, food, food.

However, I had a weird experience with a pizza. Ordered it at the room and it arrived, cold. COLD. In a luxury resort! Okay, let me compose myself. It can happen, right? Lesson learned: check that pizza immediately.

Things to Do, Ways to Relax (and the Spa Experience That Messed Me Up)

Alright, alright, let's get to the good stuff: the relaxation! And Kensville delivers, in spades… mostly.

There's a fantastic swimming pool [outdoor] with a truly pool with view, perfect for lounging. There's a fitness center with all the equipment one could need. The gym/fitness facilities are pretty good for the price.

The spa experience? Yeah, that's where things get interesting. The treatments promised heaven, and for the most part, they delivered. The massage was divine, working out all my travel knots. The body scrub was invigorating. The steamroom was steamy.

But the sauna? Oh, the sauna. First, they didn't have the right towels. Then, there was a weird smell, which I suspect was a mixture of wet wood and something vaguely…chemical. I decided to not overthink it. Maybe I should have!

And the worst part? I walked out feeling…okay. I had expected to be a newly born person. But alas, I did not.

Cleanliness & Safety: Putting My Mind at (Mostly) Ease

The resort seemed clean. Very important these days! They have daily disinfection in common areas, which is reassuring. They also boast hand sanitizer readily available, and staff members are trained in safety protocol. I saw anti-viral cleaning products in use. The room sanitization opt-out option is a nice touch. I think its a good idea to opt out, though.

It feels safe, and that’s a huge plus.

Little Extras (and the Stuff That Didn't Quite Click)

There’s a gift/souvenir shop, always dangerous for my wallet. They have meeting/banquet facilities if you're into that sort of thing. Babysitting service is available for those with little ones.

The concierge was helpful, but sometimes struggled with more complex requests. No real complaints.

The Verdict: Is It Worth the Price of Admission?

Look, Kensville is… good. It's not perfect. But it's got a lot going for it. The rooms are comfortable, the food is generally tasty, and the relaxation options are plentiful. The staff are friendly and helpful, even if they aren’t always perfect.

Would I recommend it? Yes, with a few caveats. If you're looking for absolute perfection, you might be disappointed. But if you're looking for a comfortable, reasonably priced getaway with plenty to do, Kensville Golf Resort is definitely worth considering.

My Unbelievable Offer (Because I Love You, My Reader!)

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  • A complimentary spa treatment: Your choice of a relaxing massage (I highly recommend it!) OR a body wrap (which I didn't try, but hey, why not?)
  • A complimentary bottle of wine on arrival (because everyone needs a little help relaxing!)
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Disclaimer: My experience is subjective. Your experience may vary. The sauna may or may not smell vaguely chemical. Please remember to tip your massage therapist generously. And maybe bring your own towels.

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Club Mahindra Kensville: My Kinda Chaotic Getaway (Devdholera, India) - Brace Yourselves!

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your pristine, perfectly-planned brochure itinerary. This is my attempt at a relaxing escape to Club Mahindra Kensville, and honestly, from the moment I packed my bag, I had a feeling things weren't going to be smooth sailing. Buckle up! Here we go!

Day 1: Arrival, "Almost Lost" & That Damn Golf Cart

  • 12:00 PM - Arrival (HA! More like "Arrive and Immediately Panic")
    • Landing in Ahmedabad was fine – plane didn't crash, baggage claim wasn't a feeding frenzy of desperate tourists… all good! Then, the taxi drive to Devdholera. Let me just say, the directions were a little… optimistic. Picture this: a slightly bewildered driver, a pothole-ridden road, and me gripping my handbag like it held the secrets to the universe. Found the resort, but I swear I saw a herd of goats staring me down like I was a pizza for their buffet.
    • Quote of the Day: "Are you sure this is the right place? Because I'm pretty sure we're about to be attacked by a pack of wild dogs." (Said to the driver… who just shrugged.)
  • 1:00 PM - Check-in & Room Exploration (aka, "Searching for Air Conditioning That Actually Works")
    • The lobby was… sprawling. Majestic, yeah, but also a bit overwhelming. Check-in was surprisingly efficient (yay!) until I got to my room and found the AC wheezing like an asthmatic walrus. After a few panicked calls to reception, they sent someone who, I swear, just poked at it for an hour and declared victory. It kinda worked. Not great, but okay.
    • Observation: The bathroom was cleaner than my apartment back home. A win! But why is the shower so close to the toilet? This is going to be a wet experience.
  • 2:00 PM - Lunch at the Restaurant (A Culinary Adventure, I Guess)
    • The buffet! Oh, the buffet. It was… a lot. Variety is the spice of life, right? I may have heaped a little too much on my plate, and subsequently experienced a brief moment of food coma. But the dal was divine, and the naan… oh sweet, buttery naan.
    • Emotional Reaction: Overwhelmed and joyous. So much food! So many options! This is living!
  • 3:00 PM - Golf Cart Debacle (The Revenge of the Buggy)
    • Okay, so the resort is big. REALLY big. And they offer golf carts. Genius! I thought. I'd heard from a friend that a golf cart was the only way to explore the resort and so I decided to book the ride and so I did. I was wrong. So, so wrong. First, I couldn't figure out the brakes. Second, the cart did a weird side-to-side dance and had a mind of its own. I swear I saw a bewildered cow stare at me as I swerved past. It took me a good half an hour to learn how to drive the cart.
    • Quote of the Day: "I'm pretty sure I just ran over a small bush. Sorry, bush."
  • 4:00 PM - Poolside Relaxation (Attempted)
    • Finally, a moment of peace. I'm ready to embrace the sunshine, the cocktails, and the… wait, what's that? A screaming toddler? Okay, okay, deep breaths. I found a spot away from the chaos, but someone's definitely having a bad day. I eventually found a little peace beside the pool despite some annoying mosquitoes.
    • Quirky Observation: The pool is suspiciously clean. I'm half expecting to see someone scrubbing it with a toothbrush.

Day 2: Golfing (Or, My Attempt at Looking Like I Know What I'm Doing)

  • 8:00 AM - Breakfast (Fueling Up for Disaster)
    • More buffet! More naan! More… decisions. Coffee was strong, which I needed because, golf.
  • *9:00 AM - Golfing Lessons (The Humbling)
    • Okay, so I've never held a golf club before, but how hard can it be? Very hard, apparently. My instructor, a patient, kind man named Mr. Patel, looked on with a mixture of amusement and pity. I may have whiffed more than I actually hit the ball. I'm pretty sure the ground is still vibrating from my first swing.
    • Anecdote: I accidentally hit a bird. No, I'm kidding. I almost hit a bird. It flew away screaming. I'm not sure who was more surprised, me or the bird.
  • 11:00 AM - The 18th Hole (And My Existential Crisis)
    • Okay, so I never made it to the 18th when I was on the course (who am I kidding), but I saw a video of the stunning scenery one day. I got to watch a few golfers who looked like they know their stuff, but my experience made me want to throw my club into the nearest pond and call it a day. The course seemed endless. I felt defeated.
    • Emotional Reaction: Rage, followed by acceptance, and then a strong desire for a very large gin and tonic.
  • 12:00 PM - Lunch (Comfort Food is Necessary)
    • I needed comfort food after my (lack of) golfing prowess. I ordered a burger. It was a glorious, greasy mess.
  • 2:00 PM - Spa Time (Redemption Achieved!)
    • FINALLY, a win! The spa was incredible. The masseuse worked out all the kinks from my golf (mis)adventures. Pure bliss. I may have snored a little. Don't judge me.
    • Strong Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated relief.

Day 3: Exploring, Food, and the "Goodbyes"

  • 9:00 AM - Breakfast (The Final Buffet Feast)
    • I'm getting good at this buffet thing. I'm also starting to understand the language of the staff. More naan, please!
  • 10:00 AM - Exploring (Trying to Find My Way Around)
    • I decided to "explore" the resort. I got lost. Again! Eventually, I found my way back to the pool and pretended I knew exactly where I was going.
  • 1:00 PM - Lunch (Last Hurrah)
    • I had to test everything on the menu. The food here is amazing.
  • 3:00 PM - Packing (The Aftermath)
    • Okay, time to face it. I have to go home. Packing is always a bittersweet process. I would have loved to stay for another day.
  • 5:00 PM - Departure (Saying Goodbye… For Now?)
    • Taxi ride back to the airport. This time, I knew all of the shortcuts.
    • Final Thought: Club Mahindra Kensville: A chaotic, messy, wonderful adventure. I'll be back, hopefully with better golf skills and a more cooperative golf cart.
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Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera IndiaOkay, buckle up, buttercup! We’re diving headfirst into a chaotic, messy, and hopefully hilarious Q&A session about… well, *gestures vaguely* life, the universe, and everything, through the lens of my own utterly subjective experience. Expect tangents, emotional outbursts, and the occasional grammatical stumble. You've been warned.

So, what even *is* this whole FAQ thing supposed to be about? I'm already confused.

Look, even *I'm* not entirely sure anymore. Initially, it was probably supposed to be about, you know, "frequently asked questions." But then the wheels fell off. So, consider this more of a rambling, unfiltered dump of my thoughts and feelings.Think of it like that time I tried to bake a cake and ended up with a smoking, inedible… *thing* that resembled a small, misshapen volcano. This is the digital equivalent. We'll get into some "questions" but mostly, it's just… me. Prepare yourself.

Okay, that's... ominous. So, what’s *your* deal? Why are *you* answering these questions?

My deal? Oh, honey, where do I even *start*? Mostly, I'm a walking, talking, slightly-too-caffeinated collection of anxieties, triumphs, and questionable life choices. I'm answering these questions because… well, because *someone* had to. And by someone, I mean me, because I apparently love making things difficult and overthinking everything. Plus, it keeps my brain occupied. Otherwise, it starts plotting world domination… or at least, organizing my sock drawer in alphabetical order. (Don’t get me started on that obsession.) The real reason? I hope that some of this resonates with somebody!

How do you handle stress? I need some tips, like, *yesterday*.

Stress? Oh, friend, we are *intimate*. My coping mechanisms? A delightful cocktail of avoidance, denial, and copious amounts of chocolate. Don't judge! Seriously though, I *try* to breathe. Sometimes, I fail miserably and end up dissolving into a puddle of anxiety. I also force myself to go for walks, but... sometimes the walk just turns into me staring at my phone. I have this grand idea of meditating. Let me tell you about my track record on that one. It's a solid zero. Zilch. Nada. BUT! There was this *one* time… I was utterly beside myself, and my neighbor's dog decided to climb a tree. I, in my stressed state, found myself taking pictures—and then... somehow, *laughing* at the absurdity of it all. That was good. The trick? Finding the ridiculous in the moment. Good luck.

What's the biggest risk you’ve ever taken?

Oh, this one. Ugh. Okay, so I once quit a perfectly good, soul-crushing job to pursue... *drumroll* ...writing. And let me tell you, the sheer terror of staring into the abyss of freelance gigs and rejected manuscripts was, shall we say, intense. I was flat broke. Eating ramen three meals a day. The only social interaction I had was with the grumpy cat at the local library. I spent weeks questioning my sanity, my talent, and my general ability to exist. There were days the only thing I craved was a stable, albeit soul-crushing, paycheck. I'm also pretty sure I had a full-blown existential crisis at one point. Yet, (and this is the embarrassing part) I don't regret it. I found that the freedom to fail, the constant uncertainty, has actually brought me a lot closer to myself. But, yeah, it was terrifying. And I'm pretty sure my family is still recovering.

So, about the "writing" thing … what do you write about?

Everything and nothing! I mostly write about the weird little moments, the awkward encounters, the things that keep me up at 3 AM. Think of it as a semi-autobiographical mess of stories about life's little absurdities. I try to inject a hefty dose of humor (that doesn’t always land, admittedly), occasionally touch on some more serious topics, and mostly, try to be honest. I *love* it, even when I hate it. It's like... an abusive relationship that I can't seem to quit. Does that sound healthy? Absolutely not. Do I care? Again... no.

It’s a work in progress. Don’t judge.

What's something you're proud of?

Okay, this is a tough one. I tend to beat myself up more than I give myself credit. I suppose... I'm proud of the fact that I haven't entirely given up. There have been *plenty* of times I’ve wanted to throw in the towel, crawl under the covers, and just… disappear. But I haven't. I keep trying, even when it's messy, even when I feel like an imposter, even when I'm failing spectacularly. And that, I think, is worthy of at least a small, slightly self-conscious pat on the back. Also, I once made a really, REALLY good pot roast. That's definitely up there.

What's a life lesson you had to learn the hard way?

Oh, man, where do I even begin? Let's see… I've learned (the very hard way) that not everyone is who they seem. That's a cliche, I know, but the *amount* of times I fell of the bandwagon with this one is… embarrassing. I've also learned that you can't control other people's actions, only your reaction to them. And honestly, learning that one took a *long* time. I'm still working on it, if I'm being honest. The biggest lesson though? That sometimes, the best thing you can do is mess up, make a fool of yourself, and then... learn from it. And maybe, just maybe, have a good laugh at your own expense.

Quick… What's your biggest pet peeve?

People who chew with their mouths open! Seriously, it's like nails on a chalkboard for my soul. I see it, I hear it, and my blood pressure immediately spikes. Also, when people don't say "please" or "thank you" for things that feel like they should be pretty obvious. It's about basic respect, people! And, while we're at it, slow walkers. I have places to be! (Even if those places are just my couch.)

What’s something you believe in, even if it seems silly to others?

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Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India

Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India

Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India

Club Mahindra Kensville Golf Resort Devdholera India