Endless Summer Awaits: Tenerife's Hottest Hostel!

ENDLESS SUMMER HOSTEL Tenerife Spain

Endless Summer Awaits: Tenerife's Hottest Hostel!

Alright, buckle up, buttercups. I'm about to dive headfirst into a review of "Endless Summer Awaits: Tenerife's Hottest Hostel!" and, well, let's just say my expectations were…intense. Because, you know, "hottest hostel" sets a certain standard. Before you ask, yes, I did have a sangria (or three) while writing this. It helps with the, ahem, flow.

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• Title: Endless Summer Awaits Tenerife Hostel: A Hilariously Honest Review (And My Sangria-Fueled Verdict!)
• Keywords: Tenerife hostel, budget travel, accessibility, Tenerife, Canary Islands, hostel review, spa, pool, free wifi, social hostel, party hostel, clean hostel, value for money, accessible rooms, rooftop pool, beach vibes.
• Meta Description: My unfiltered take on "Endless Summer Awaits" hostel in Tenerife. From accessible rooms to the rooftop pool, and the all the sangria, I give you the good, the bad, and the slightly messy. (Spoiler: the messiness is mostly mine.)

Right, Now the Good Stuff – My Brain Dump:

Accessibility (or, Can a Wheelchair User Actually, You Know, Enjoy Vacation?):

Okay, I'll be honest, I went into this one with a little apprehension. Accessibility in… well, let's just say some European establishments is a gamble. But I was pleasantly surprised. Endless Summer Awaits gets a solid thumbs up here. They actually seemed to have put thought into it. Ramps were plentiful, the elevators were wide, and the accessible rooms looked genuinely accessible, not just a token effort with a slightly wider doorway. Big kudos! Though a small gripe, I'd say the staff should be more vocal about assistance if needed.

On-site Accessible Restaurants / Lounges:

This is where things got a little… fuzzy. While the main areas (i.e., the bar/lounge) were mostly accessible (good!), navigating the maze to the specific restaurant felt a little like a treasure hunt. I'm not sure if the restaurant itself was specifically designed for wheelchair users (I'm probably missing it), but there was plenty of room, which felt good. The pool area, although gorgeous (OMG, that view!), getting to the Poolside Bar was not the easiest. Still, the staff were all helpful and willing to assist.

Internet Access (Because, Obsession):

Right. Wifi. The lifeblood of the modern traveler. And Endless Summer Awaits? Nailed it. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms? Yes, please! And it actually worked. I'm talking consistently strong signal, even when I was shamelessly uploading selfies of myself in a bathrobe (more on that later). Internet [LAN] existed, too, old-school style, but who needs that anymore? Still, it's a thoughtful touch. Internet services were solid, no complaints – I was able to stream movies, do some work.

Things to Do (aka, My Attempt at Not Being a Total Couch Potato):

Tenerife, oh Tenerife. What a beaut. Endless Summer Awaits offers a ton. Ways to relax: Well, duh. They have a spa folks! And a sauna, steamroom, and massage? I was in heaven. Though, maybe next time I'll try the body scrub and the body wrap. I was too busy lounging about and soaking up the sun around the Pool with a view and the Swimming pool [outdoor]. The Fitness center was there too, but I'm on vacation, so I didn't enter (haha).

Cleanliness and Safety (Because, Germs):

COVID times, right? They take this seriously. I appreciated that they used Anti-viral cleaning products. Daily disinfection in common areas gave me peace of mind, as did the Hand sanitizer everywhere. They even offered Rooms sanitized between stays, and you could Room sanitization opt-out available. The staff seemed well-trained in safety protocol and there was First aid kit on hand.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (My Second Favorite Pastime):

Okay, this is where it gets interesting. The restaurant situation. The Asian breakfast was something. A definite curveball (not that I'm complaining, I actually dig Asian breakfast). Breakfast [buffet] was alright (plenty to choose from, even for a picky eater like me), the food was good. Happy hour was… well, it was happy. Poolside bar was conveniently located, so I could just roll from the pool to the bar. They had Coffee/tea in restaurant and a Snack bar for when I wanted a quick bite. The Desserts in restaurant…let's just say I indulged.

Services and Conveniences (Beyond the Usual):

Endless Summer Awaits has it all. Air conditioning in public area. Check. Elevator. Check. Cash withdrawal. Check. Laundry service. Check. Concierge. Check. They have a Convenience store, so I didn't have to run to the store. There's a Luggage storage (thank god). I loved the Terrace.

For the Kids (Because, Families):

They're Family/child friendly, so if you're traveling with kids. They have Kids meal and Babysitting service.

Access & The Nitty-Gritty:

CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property made things secure. Check-in/out [express] kept things moving. Front desk [24-hour]. The Non-smoking rooms rule was good. Smoke alarms are in place. The Fire extinguisher.

Available in all rooms (The "Musts"):

The Air conditioning was a lifesaver! The Hair dryer saved my life. Internet access – wireless was great. Mini bar. The Private bathroom was fantastic. The Shower was strong and hot. The Wake-up service saved me from missing the sunrise at least once. Wi-Fi [free]. (And the Window that opens was a nice touch, I'm not gonna lie.)

The Imperfections (Because I'm Not a Robot):

Alright, here’s where the shine wears off a tiny bit. Even in paradise.

• The Noise: Being a "party hostel," expect… noise. Especially on weekends. Bring earplugs. Seriously. I'm a heavy sleeper, and I still woke up a few times to… enthusiastic karaoke (apparently, I missed out).
• The Social Dynamics: This is a hostel, so you’re going to be around other people. Expect to meet some great people. Expect to… encounter a few people you'd rather not. It's part of the fun (mostly).
• The Little Things: A few minor things: some of the rooms are a little compact, but, hey, you're probably not spending that much time inside. The signage for the spa could be better.

The Verdict (After One Sangria Too Many):

Endless Summer Awaits? Yeah, it lives up to its name. It's a fun, vibrant hostel with a fantastic location, great amenities, and a genuine effort at being accessible. Is it perfect? No. But it's damn close. It's a place where you can relax, meet new people, swim, drink, and (maybe, just maybe) find your own endless summer. And yes, I'd ABSOLUTELY recommend it, especially if you’re looking for a social, fun, and relatively affordable stay in Tenerife. Just bring earplugs. And maybe a good book for the occasional escape from… the enthusiasm.

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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into my potential (and let's be honest, slightly chaotic) Tenerife adventure, all starting from the hallowed halls of the Endless Summer Hostel. Ready for the ride? Because honestly, I'm not entirely sure I am.

Tenerife: A Week of Sun, Sand, and Questionable Life Choices (Probably)

Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (aka, "Where's the Sangria?")

• 14:00: Touchdown, Tenerife South Airport (TFS). Okay, first impression? Hot. Like, "melt your brain to a puddle of existential dread" hot. I swear, I could smell the sun before I even got off the plane.
• 15:00: Bus to Los Cristianos. Finding the damn bus stop felt like a scavenger hunt designed by a sadist. Seriously, I think I saw a gecko give me the side-eye.
• 16:00: Check-in at Endless Summer Hostel. The name is a blatant lie. The "endless summer" is mostly tourists with sunburnt noses and a slightly concerning amount of board shorts. But hey, the vibe is chill, and the staff seem genuinely… okay, maybe slightly jaded, but still friendly. Bonus points for a comfy-looking hammock. Already planning my nap strategy.
• 17:00: Explore Los Cristianos. The promenade is packed, the scent of fried fish is everywhere. Found a tiny, adorable cafe with a view of the harbor. Ordered sangria. Two glasses. Maybe three… Don't judge.
• 19:00: Hostel introductions/meet-and-greet. Oh god, the small talk. I swear half these people have already climbed Mount Teide, learned fluent Spanish, and are now writing a novel about the meaning of life. I'm still unpacking and trying to figure out if I brought enough sunscreen. (Spoiler: I didn't).
• 21:00: Attempt to join a pub crawl. Let's be honest, this could go very, very wrong. Or, as I suspect, very, very right. Wish me luck!

Day 2: Teide or Bust (and Probably Busting Up My Ankles Along the Way)

• 07:00: Wake up. Nope, scratch that. Wake up from a nap. Okay, now actually wake up. Headache? Check. Regret? Maybe a little.
• 08:00: Attempt to make coffee. Success! Then spill half of it down my front. Smooth start.
• 09:00: Bus to Teide National Park. Packed lunch? Check. Water bottle? Check. Hiking boots? Wait… are these the right ones? (Looks at shoes questioningly).
• 10:30: Arrival at the base of Mount Teide. Holy. Effing. Cow. This mountain. It's huge. Towering. Majestic. And probably going to kick my ass.
• 11:00 – 15:00: Hike, hike, hike! The views? Absolutely stunning. The altitude? Absolutely brutal. I'm gasping for air, questioning every life choice that led me here, and occasionally trying not to faceplant. I’m convinced I’ll be the one who gets helicoptered off the mountain.
• 16:00: Take the cable car down. My legs are jelly. My lungs are rebelling. Worth it. Absolutely, unequivocally worth it. The sheer scale of the landscape is breathtaking. I've never felt so small and so… alive.
• 18:00: Arrive back at the hostel. Food. Glorious food. Immediately collapse into the hammock, contemplating the meaning of life and wondering if I can convince someone to bring me a beer.
• 19:00: Dinner at a local restaurant. Tried the Canarian potatoes with mojo sauce. Mind officially blown.

Day 3: Beach Bumming and Bad Decisions (aka, "The Day I Ruined My Sunburn")

• 09:00: Wake up. Sunburn. Oh, the sweet, sweet agony. (I told you I didn’t bring enough sunscreen).
• 10:00: Head to Playa de las Teresitas. That golden sand, the turquoise water… it's a postcard. Seriously.
• 10:30-14:00: Beaching it. Swimming. Sunbathing (with more sunscreen this time… or at least, trying to). Avoiding the aggressive seagulls.
• 14:00: Lunch at a beachside chiringuito. Fresh seafood. Cold beer. Bliss.
• 15:00: Attempt to build a sandcastle. Failure. Spectacular, sandy failure.
• 16:00: Decision made. Attempt to sunbathe without sunscreen. I'm an idiot.
• 17:00: Head back to the hostel, feeling like a lobster's close cousin.
• 18:00: Regret. Aloe vera application. Lots of it.
• 19:00: Attempt salsa dancing lesson. My coordination is atrocious. My hips are lying to me. My pride is taking a severe beating. But the music is infectious, the energy is electric, and I'm laughing so hard I almost forget about my sunburn.
• 21:00: Drinks with new friends. Maybe one too many.

Day 4: Exploring the Charm of Garachico and the Agony of Finding the Right Bus

• 09:00: Wake up, squinting painfully at the ceiling. Why did I think salsa dancing was a good idea again?
• 10:00: The Journey to Garachico begins! According to my very specific notes (which I scribbled on a napkin last night) the bus journey is "about 1.5 hours-ish". Famous last words.
• 11:30-ish Still on the bus. This is a test of resilience. I'm pretty sure the bus driver is enjoying my suffering.
• 12:00: Arrive in Garachico. Oh. My. God. This place. Picturesque doesn't even begin to cover it. Cobblestone streets, charming buildings, the natural pools… it's like stepping into a postcard. (And I swear, the gecko from Day 1 is back, staring at me.)
• 13:00: Exploring Garachico's Natural Pools. The first time I've had to wade through water since I was seven. It's very refreshing, but I'm constantly paranoid about a stray sea urchin.
• 14:30: Lunch at a hidden restaurant. The food is delicious, but the waiter is even more charming. Maybe there's a secret language of flirting through ordering food.
• 16:00: A bit of exploring, a bit of shopping, and a lot of staring at the sea. I feel oddly peaceful.
• 18:00: The bus ride back. This time it's less of a challenge and maybe I'm getting used to the slow pace.
• 20:00: Back at the hostel. The hostel bar is my savior.
• 21:00: Another late-night hang with this strange mix of people. Someone is teaching me how to play chess (the results are not promising).

Day 5: Whales and Whimsical Thoughts

• 09:00: Trying to sleep, the sounds of the world are already starting. It's hot!
• 10:00: Boat trip (hopefully, for whale watching!). The thought of seeing these majestic creatures is truly amazing. Hopefully, the seas are calm. I get motion sick easily.
• 11:00 - 13:00: On the sea! The salt, the wind, the hope!
• 13:00: Saw them! A pod of pilot whales, playing and swimming in the sea. It was so beautiful, I nearly cried. The boat trip was a must. Worth every penny.
• 14:00: Quick lunch.
• 15:00 - 17:00: Beaching by the sea. Thinking. Maybe I've found my place. Do I want to move here? Is it the sunburn talking?
• 18:00: Back at the hostel. It's time to actually explore this hostel!
• 19:00: The communal dinner!
• 21:00: A quiet night, packing and preparing for the next day.

Day 6: Loro Parque and Last-Minute Panic

• 08:00: Argh! The day has come when I need to do something.
• 9:00: Trying to get ready. The sun is already hitting. Gotta get to Loro Parque!
• 10:00 - 15:00: It was a blast! The penguin exhibit was

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Endless Summer Awaits: Tenerife's Hottest Hostel - FAQ (and a Bit More)

Okay, so... what *is* this "Endless Summer Awaits" place, anyway? Sounds kinda cheesy, doesn't it?

Alright, alright, I get it. The name's a bit… hopeful. But honestly? It's actually pretty damn accurate. Endless Summer Awaits is a hostel in Tenerife. Think vibrant colors, sun-drenched everything, and people who actually *smile* at breakfast. (Unlike that hostel in Berlin, UGH, I still have nightmares about the guy with the beard and the silent coffee.) It's geared towards the younger crowd and those young at heart. Backpackers, digital nomads, folks just wanting a good time. And surprisingly? They pull it off. It’s more than just a bed; it's a vibe. I should know; I just got back. And I’m already planning my return. (Don't tell my therapist).

Rooms: Are they like, clean? And what's the deal, dorms or private? My privacy is PRICELESS.

Okay, look. This is a hostel. So, *CLEAN* clean… let's just say it's "hostel clean." It's definitely a step above some of the dives I've stumbled through. The staff actually *cares* about the place, and you can tell. They're constantly tidying and mopping. I peeked into a few dorms, and yeah, you'll find the usual suspects: a rogue sock or two under a bed, maybe a slightly questionable stain on a pillowcase (c'mon, it's inevitable!), but overall it's kept up pretty well. As for private rooms, they *do* have them, and they looked pretty sweet. But honestly, the *real* magic of a hostel is in the dorms. Seriously. That's where the stories happen. I met this hilarious Swiss dude there (we'll call him Hans… because, well, he was Swiss) who snored like a chain saw. I mean, the first night was brutal. But by the third? We were synchronized. We were like a symphony of snores. It was weird, but… we bonded. And you can't put a price on that – or on earplugs, for that matter.

Food: Gotta eat, right? What's the grub situation? Is it all just… instant ramen?

THANK GOD, no. Though, there were some impressive ramen cooking sessions in the communal kitchen, I tell you what, some of those backpackers could *cook*. Endless Summer Awaits usually includes a breakfast, which is pretty decent. Think basic stuff: toast, eggs, fruit, cereals, coffee, the works. The *real* gem, though, is the communal kitchen. You can cook your own meals, and honestly, that's where the fun starts. Sharing recipes, failing spectacularly at cooking paella with strangers… those are the memories that stick. Plus, Tenerife itself is a food paradise. The local restaurants are insanely cheap and *delicious*. I swear, I gained five pounds from the tapas alone. Seriously, the mojo sauces? Forget about it. I could eat them with a spoon. (Don't judge.)

What's the social scene like? I'm not exactly Mr. Social Butterfly… but I also don't want to be totally alone.

This is a HUGE plus. The social scene is *thriving*. They organize pub crawls, beach days, hikes. Seriously, they push you out of your comfort zone, in the best way possible. Even if you're socially awkward (ahem, like *me*), you'll find yourself chatting with someone by the pool, or swapping travel stories over a beer. Here’s a story for you: The first night I was there, I was pretty intimidated. Didn't know anyone. Just stood awkwardly at the bar nursing a beer. Then, this group of backpackers, they were playing some silly drinking game, and they just… pulled me in. Offered me a shot. Terrible shot, by the way. But the point is, they made me feel welcome. And that's what Endless Summer Awaits is all about. Making you feel welcome.

Location, location, location! Is it near, you know, the *good stuff*?

Yep! It's ideally located. You're close to beaches, bars, restaurants, everything. Super convenient for exploring the island by bus or renting a car. You can walk to the main beach area, and there’s always something happening. Honestly, the location is a gift. Plus, it's easy to get to from the airport. Winning!

Ok, the bad stuff. Spill the beans, what were the downsides? Don't lie to me!

Alright, okay, here's the real deal. No place is perfect. The noise *can* be an issue. People partying late into the night, the occasional loud snorer (ahem, Hans!), that kind of thing. Earplugs are your friend. The internet can also be a little spotty at times, but hey, you're on VACATION! Get off your phone, people! (Says the guy glued to his phone at the moment.) And… honestly? The biggest downside? Having to leave. Seriously. Saying goodbye was rough. I’d gotten *attached*. That damn hostel had me in its clutches.

Would you go back? Seriously, would you?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Yes! Absolutely, unequivocally, YES! I'm already looking at flights. It's not just a hostel; it's an experience. A messy, imperfect, ridiculously fun experience. And the memories? Priceless. Go. Just go. Just maybe pack earplugs. And a camera. And maybe a phrasebook for some really questionable Spanish. You won't regret it.

Okay, so *one* more thing. What were your best and worst moments? Be honest.

Alright, deep breath. Best moment? Hands down, the hike up Mount Teide. The views were breathtaking. I mean, I almost died, altitude sickness is a beast, and I ended up looking like a tomato by the end of it, but the view from the top? Worth every gasp of breath. I felt like I was on top of the world. Seriously, the clouds were like a fluffy white ocean beneath me. I’ll never forget that. Worst moment? Hmm… it wasn’t necessarily *bad*, but… there was this incident with the communal pizza oven. We were making a pizza (I swear, I was trying to make a nice flatbread, and also, I was a bit tipsy). I somehow managed to set off the fire alarm. In the middle of the night. The whole hostel was evacuated. In their pajamas. And I was the pizza arsonist. Mortified. But… everyone laughed. And hey, at least it made a good storyChicstayst

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