Villa Santorini

I was climbing the mountain path with my fingers, and suddenly there was a chalk mansion. Everywhere in the facility feels like a different space, and it really feels like I went to Greece🇬🇷. Moreover, the hospitality is top-notch, and you will feel like a celebrity even during your stay. However, all movement is by stairs, so it may be difficult for people with heavy luggage or people with poor walking skills. All the food at the attached restaurant is delicious. The chef is still young and handsome. Moreover, she has a soft demeanor which makes her even better 😍 On the way home, I was even given a financier souvenir. It's a little expensive, but it's worth visiting at least once.

The national convention of "Women's Association to Improve Aging Society" was held in Matsuyama City, Shikoku on October 23, 2021. Since I'm going to Shikoku, I booked and stayed at "Villa Santorini" with my 93-year-old mother. It was photogenic and all the staff were kind, but it was the worst and worst for my 93 year old mother. It rained lightly from the time of arrival, and only the outer stairs to the front desk. Same from the front desk to the room. (No railing.) The porch at the entrance of the room was filled with water and seemed to slip, and my shoes got wet. The ultimate was a restaurant in a separate building on the 3rd floor, quite far away! I couldn't understand the difficulty of climbing the stairs, probably because my mother looked young for 93 years old, or because all the staff were young. (When I saw it the next morning, it was a long staircase, but it was a very nice staircase. Of course, there is no handrail.) Finally, my mother said that it was too hard to proceed and "go home." However, to get back to the room, you have to go back the same long road, and the down road is difficult again. The ultimate is Haccho with chest! It's only 3 steps, but in the rain, it's nice, but (for my 93-year-old mother) I patiently climbed a long uphill, and at the end there is no handkerchief. It seemed to be really painful, and as soon as I entered the dining room door, I took out my handkerchief and started crying. "What bad thing do I have to do and see such a terrible thing?" I cried, so I was full of feelings of regret. I was in trouble because the restaurant was dark again. I learned for the first time at a restaurant here that as I get older, my eyes become harder to see. My mother said "I can't see it, it's dark", so the staff turned on a spare light on the stepladder, but it was still not bright. The staff were very kind, but in terms of hardware, I wanted to let you know clearly, "There is no elevator. Only the outer stairs." Business owners and customers are not all young people, so please consider it.