I’ve always been someone who would choose an experience over a physical thing. I’d rather pay for memories than materialism, which is why travel is so important to me. So naturally, when I was asked what I’d like for my recent birthday I knew just what I wanted… a romantic night away (can I still call it away if it’s in my hometown?).
Living in an urban city and never having actually stayed in a hotel in Bristol, I had NO idea where to go, but after extensive Googling I discovered a gem, located in the countryside yet a mere 15 minutes from the centre and my own home.
To our surprise, upon arrival we had been upgraded to a room worth almost twice as much as we’d paid for; a lovely gesture for the eve of my birthday. The room was wonderful – rustic as advertised with a modern touch that made me feel like a millionaire from another era.
We opened the handle on the wall to explore, and found the most amazing ‘hidden’ bathroom I’d ever seen.
My favourite part of the room, the bathroom was delightful. With a luxurious roll-top bath, a shower, and beautifully designed sinks, it was flawless. Before arrival, I’d read on their website that they supported local businesses, and was excited to see South-West based Bramley’s bath products (which left me smelling amazing!) dotted around the room.
“Could it get any better?” I remember thinking, before opening the curtains to see French doors opening out to a view of the house’s very own gardens.
When they said ‘garden view’, I had no idea this was what they meant. The views were beautiful and semi-private which was a plus.
Time for tea? The room had a serving tray jam packed with individually wrapped Twinings teabags, including herbal, green, and black teas. Attention to detail in this hotel was phenomenal.
Fast forward an hour or so after check in and we’re in the bar, a small room with leather armchairs, fully stocked with wine, gin, beer, and pretty much every spirit and cocktail ingredient known to man. (Anything we bought during the stay was added to our room and paid for upon checkout so it was difficult to find out prices, upon checkout I worked out that this G&T cost me around £11…)
The guy serving us was a happy Italian gentleman who, although lovely, was quite difficult to understand at times. After an awkward conversation regarding what we thought was whether or not we’d ordered two glasses of prosecco, we finally realised he was offering us two complimentary glasses of prosecco, which we unknowingly denied… oops. Oh well! The wine was wonderful, and it was so nice to sit outside on the grounds with the view.
Upon check-in, we were handed a menu and asked whether we’d like to book an evening meal. The meal sounded wonderful so we booked; it seemed as though the menu changed daily, there was a set menu that was specific to that day.
There’s something about hotel breakfasts. After the evening meal, I couldn’t wait to eat here in the morning. The continental spread was full of fruit, berries, cereal, yogurt, cinnamon rolls, and those strange cake-bread things that are always in hotels. Do people actually like those things?