Roda Beach Resort

I’ve always had a soft spot for Roda Beach Hotel. The beach is lovely, the team is usually kind, and the café has been my little escape - a place to read a book, sip on a fresh juice, and enjoy the day. I’ve been coming here regularly, not as a hotel guest, but as someone who lives nearby and genuinely appreciates the atmosphere. But today… something happened that I still can’t quite believe. It was an exceptionally hot day - nearly 50 degrees. After a swim, I felt lightheaded, dizzy, almost fainting. I hadn’t brought water with me and I knew from previous visits that there’s a small gym inside the hotel entrance near the beach. It’s usually empty, and I knew they had a water cooler inside. I stepped in, greeted the watchman Vincent, and quietly walked toward the water. Before I could even lift the cup, he started muttering something - that I wasn’t allowed to drink there, that I should go to the café. I tried to explain, but I was barely able to speak. I just needed one small sip of water. I took half a cup, turned to leave, but he started yelling. Demanding my room number. Telling me to leave immediately. Treating me as if I were doing something disgraceful - for drinking a sip of water while nearly collapsing from heatstroke. I left the gym immediately - I understand, sports attire only. But the situation was not about gym rules. It was about basic human decency. Instead of asking, “Ma’am, are you okay?” or offering help, he escalated. He ran after me. Called security. He wanted to get rid of me for drinking water. Just water. The irony? Just minutes later, once I felt a little steadier, I returned to the reception to donate a book to their guest library - something I do often, bringing in books for guests to enjoy. Even as I was doing that small act of goodwill, he was still calling security. Still harassing me. It was humiliating. It was heartbreaking. One man’s aggressive behavior shattered the kindness I’ve come to associate with this place. What should have been a moment of human empathy turned into something deeply upsetting. To the management: I truly hope this isn’t the culture you’re trying to foster. I hope no other woman - guest or visitor - ever finds herself in my shoes: overheated, dizzy, just needing a sip of water… and instead being chased, shouted at, and treated like a criminal. Please retrain your staff. And please remind them: compassion costs nothing. But the lack of it? It costs loyalty, trust, and a little piece of someone’s peace. - A regular visitor, heartbroken.

Staff are ok and nice looking resort from the outside, but one very very big negative, the first half of the complex which is the front section over looking the beach is horrible, spent 2 nights in a ground floor beach access room, but it actually is right on top of a public car park and all you will hear until the early hours of the morning are large noisy cars driving around in circles, some playing music, most revving their car engines, and most beeping their car horns at each other, it’s like a car convention, loud conversations from the drivers. I Wasn’t able to sleep until 1:30am the first night and only feel asleep in the end because I was exhausted from 24hrs of travelling, and it’s nearly midnight tonight and it’s night number 2 of very annoying cars and noise. No warning of this when checking in, would have been nice to be asked if you prefer a quiet room or a room where you’ll be kept awake half the night. Very disappointing, you wouldn’t want one of these rooms if you have kids or troubling sleeping through noise. Plus the gate giving you access to the beach side of the complex is actually locked, no doubt to prevent anyone from the public car park walking into your private space. For this reason I wouldn’t stay here again, it’s just not worth it, having your peace disturbed. It’s a shame really, I think staff should warn you about this at checking, but obviously they are not going to do that. Glad it wasn’t a longer stay that I booked, I’m moving over to the Palm.