Hotel Cibeles Playa
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... E Escriva written on the side. It is a brand of chips in Oliva - Auntie Jaq had told me about it after she came back from Spain. Because mum's first name is actually Elizabeth, we were joking about them being her chips (Bela told me later that the E stands for Enrique). Salva (Salvadore's 2nd son) joined us and we were ready for lots of eating and drinking (I've decided that Spaniards do this very well - if I did this too often ...
... were not as impressive if they had been if they were shot off an hour later.
After the fireworks, I found a bicycle station and used my special code to take one. It took me only 11 minutes to bicycle from there to where I am living. I went past the school during my ride, so now I know that I can get to school in 10 minutes or less by bike. I am definitely planning to bicycle back and forth from now on!
... Don´t rally against communism and pray for democracry. An ism is an ism is an ism.
Found on poster near Science Centre: ¨I have travelled this galaxy from one end to the other, I have seen many things, but I have never seen anything that would lead me to believe that a powerful force controls everything. No mystic energy field controls my destiny. That is all legend and nonsense.¨ Han Solo to Luke Skywalker.
May the force be with y´all. ...
... streets around the hotel that night, strolling along the beach and checking out places to eat. We finally chose Burger King, not very adventurous at all, but at E6.50 each, it was all we could really afford!
The following day we went in search of a slightly cheaper hotel and were lucky to find one just a couple of blocks back from the beach, the Cibelas Plaza, the rooms were much nicer and the breakfast was included in ...
... Spanish acid, there were really sharks swimming around in an aquarium encircling the dance floor (or at least one level of one of the dance floors). But let's back up and start at the beginning. Clearly you don't just step off a plane and find yourself with a cigarette in hand dancing like a wannabe local. No, first you must get a sense of your surroundings. Then you drink. And finally, somehow, you convince yourself you are one of them. The day was ...