15 July 2017

Our stay at the luxurious Bovey Castle Hotel - Codename: OperationDon'tTellAftab

Many moons ago, in the distant realm of Devon, a shire far far away from the steel and glass towers of Londinium (about 2.5 hours by iron horse) a gallant Fresh Prince was fearlessly escorted by 3 Princesses (take THAT mansplaining!) to a beautiful stone castle snug in the wild valleys of Dartmoor.


We think he may have liked it? But, let's rewind a month or three.

*bing*
"For Aftab's Birthday shall we kidnap him? I mean, plan a secret trip?"
"Ooooooooooooooh yes!"
"Ooooooooooooooh yes!"

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi
Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

"When we're kidnapping him, sorry, planning a mystery trip, if an overnight to Europe doesn't pan out can we go to a castle?"
"Ooooooooooooooh yes!"
"Ooooooooooooooh yes!"


And thus, the adventure to Middle Earth Dartmoor National Park began.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

Scheming - sorry, planning - our trip over a private Whatsapp group literally titled "Don't Tell Aftab" (just to make sure we didn't accidentally leak the details in our excitement,) Angie, Binny and I scoured the internet for a location brave enough to survive a visit from 4 excited bloggers.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

Not quite being able to work out the schematics of a European break (we didn't want to spend all of our time queuing in airports) we went back to plan B.

Figuring that a stone, turreted building that has stood for many years, and perhaps even withstood the furious rampages of battle (though being built in 1907 this one hasn't, unless you count in the bar) we narrowed our choices down to Bovey Castle, built in the Dartmoor valleys.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

Best part of the trip? When our cab driver got involved in teasing Aftab about our "camping trip". With a wicked grin he assured us that "it's ever such a lovely meadow, and if you cross the stream and stand on the fallen tree stump you even get a couple of bars of internet service..."

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

Second best part of the trip? Aftab's relieved/excited shout of "Ooooooooooooooh it IS a CASTLE!" as we pulled up to the castle walls.

Third best part of the trip? My junior suite in my very own wing of the castle.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi
Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

There were no peas in these princess-like surroundings.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

Not shown are the sumptuous bath robes hung on the back of the door, or the full size bath tub. In all honestly, my suite made me late for dinner - that and the wifi coming back online.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

For glimpses into the other suites, you'll need to espy the posts on Aftab's blog, Angie's blog and Binny's blog. Y'all come back now - I'll be here, champagne flute in hand... (or perhaps make myself comfy in Angie's bath...)

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

I take it all back, this was the best part of the trip. These three.

Luxury Bovey Castle Hotel Adventures of a London Kiwi

By the end of our 30 or so hours, our ribs hurt from laughing, our appetites were more than sated (to be continued) and our cheeks hurt from grinning.

Where/what is your dream stay?

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