Escape to Paradise: Luxury Cottage, Hot Tub & Breathtaking Views in Kilgetty!
Escape to Paradise: Luxury Cottage, Hot Tub & Breathtaking Views… Almost Heaven? (A Review That's Definitely Not Robotic)
Right, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea (or, more accurately, the Earl Grey from the complimentary tea service) on Escape to Paradise in Kilgetty. This place… well, let's just say it promises paradise. Does it deliver? Let's dive in. And, because I'm not a robot, the order might get a little wonky. Deal with it.
First Impressions & The "Almost" Bliss:
The website photos? Glorious. The reality? Pretty darn close. The views are, frankly, breathtaking. Seriously, I spent a solid hour just staring, jaw agape, at the rolling hills. The cottage itself – a lovely, stone-built thing – is charming, and the hot tub? Oh, the hot tub. That, my friends, is where the magic really happens. Picture this: crisp evening air, starlight twinkling, bubbles caressing your weary bones… chef's kiss. Pure, unadulterated bliss.
But then… the hiccups. I'm not going to lie, it wasn't perfect. Perfection, you know, is overrated (and usually boring). So, let's be honest about the journey, ok?
The Good Stuff. Really Good Stuff (And Where the "Wow" Factor Shone):
- The Hot Tub: I'm going to gush again, because it deserves it. Night one? Champagne, hot tub, zero responsibilities. Night two? Bubbles, star gazing, and a deep, fulfilling sleep (that almost made me forget my work emails). That is what you pay for.
- The Views, Again: Seriously, they're worth mentioning repeatedly. You could get lost in those undulating landscapes for days. I even contemplated writing a novel out there, just to stay put. The kind of scenery that makes your soul happy.
- Freshly Prepared Breakfast: I loved the option to get breakfast delivered in your room. No fuss. No rush. Just delicious food and the view to start the day.
Where the "Almost" Came In (And Why We're All Human):
- Accessibility: I'm going to start with this, because it's super important. While the website claims facilities for disabled guests. I have to admit, I'm a little conflicted. Given the beautiful but hilly terrain, I can see how it might not be ideal for anyone with mobility issues. While the interior of the cottage was generally well-designed, the outdoor spaces posed a challenge. Important to consider if you need it.
- Wi-Fi Woes: Okay, this is a minor gripe, but the Wi-Fi wasn't exactly lightning-fast. I suspect being hidden away in that gorgeous countryside means the connectivity took a slight hit. Not a huge deal if you, like me, go to disconnect, but if you need to be fully plugged in, it's something to note.
- The Small Stuff That Made a Difference: The staff, bless their hearts, were genuinely lovely. Not stuffy or overly formal, but friendly and helpful. Little touches like fresh flowers in the cottage and a welcome bottle of wine really boosted the experience. The fact that the staff were wearing masks and that social distancing was being observed, did have me feeling more comfortable.
- Breakfast - Almost Perfection: The breakfast in room was delightful. Yes, I opted for the full Welsh (when in Rome…), and yes, it was a thing of beauty every morning. However, there was a slight mix up with one of my orders. But, really, these slight misses are what make these places feel real.
The Little Things (That Matter):
- Cleanliness and Safety: Excellent. Hand sanitizer everywhere, staff wearing masks (and smiling with their eyes!), and the cottage was spotless, which made me feel secure.
- Amenities Galore: Coffee maker, fluffy bathrobes, enough towels to sink a ship… All the little things that make a stay luxurious were present and accounted for.
- Dining & Sipping: The bar, in particular, was a nice spot to unwind. There were also great restaurants available.
The Overall Vibe (And Is It Really Escape to Paradise?):
Look, is it literally paradise? Nah, heaven's a bit above Kilgetty. But, it's a damn good escape. It's the kind of place where you can genuinely relax, unwind, and forget about the stresses of everyday life. It provides a strong foundation for a romantic getaway.
Final Verdict (Because You Need One!):
I'd go back in a heartbeat. The views, the hot tub, and the general atmosphere are worth every penny. Just be prepared for a little bit of internet-induced withdrawal, and be sure to double-check the accessibility if that’s a concern. Overall, though, it's a win. Highly recommended for a romantic getaway, a solo escape, or even just a few days of pure, unadulterated bliss. Bring your best book and your biggest smile. You're going to need them.
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The Dairy Debrief: A Welsh Whirlwind (and My Existential Crisis in a Hot Tub)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your average itinerary, this is my itinerary. And let me tell you, the Dairy in Kilgetty, Wales? Buckled me up, good. It was supposed to be a relaxing getaway. HAH! More like a delicious, slightly soggy, emotional rollercoaster.
Day 1: Arrival & The Great Cheese and Wine Debacle
14:00 (ish): Arrive at The Dairy. Or, attempt to. GPS, bless its faulty little heart, led us down a lane that was basically a cow pat obstacle course. Finally, after three near-death experiences with rogue tractors, we made it. The Dairy. Glorious, postcard-perfect, and…smaller than I imagined. Okay, fine. Cozy. (Whispers: "expensive cozy.")
My initial reaction? Pure, unadulterated "WOW." Seriously, the views! Rolling hills, sheep, the whole shebang. I swear, one of those sheep looked at me like I was a complete idiot. Fair enough, Sheepy. Fair enough.
15:00: Unpack. Which meant fumbling with the ridiculously complicated lock on the front door (I almost broke a nail!) and then discovering the lack of a decent shoe rack. Crucial oversight, people! Where am I supposed to put my boots of adventure? On the pristine, white-washed floor? The horror!
16:00: The promised welcome basket! Wine and cheese, the holy grail of relaxation. Or so I thought. Turns out, I’m allergic to one of the cheeses. Cue my internal monologue screaming at the universe for its cruel sense of humour. (Also, I had no bloody idea what kind of cheese it was. Mystery cheese? My enemy.)
17:00: Attempt to light the log fire. Fail miserably. Smoke-filled cottage, coughing fits, and a profound sense of inadequacy. Turns out, I'm more "fire watcher" than "fire starter." Lesson learned: Bring a fire starter. And maybe a gas mask.
18:00: Wine poured (the non-allergy-inducing kind!), cheese avoided, feeling slightly defeated, but determined. Decided to brave the hot tub. The sheer bliss as the jets massaged away all the travel stress was almost worth the cheese ordeal. ALMOST. I also became convinced I could see the sheep plotting to overthrow humanity. They had that glint in their woolly little eyes.
19:30: Dinner. Which I completely messed up. Burned the garlic bread. Oversalted the pasta. Ate it anyway, because, well…wine.
Day 2: Coastal Capers & Existential Musings (in a Hot Tub, Again)
09:00: Woke up with a crick in my neck and a sheep-shaped shadow haunting my mental landscape. Coffee, bless it, was the only thing keeping me from crawling back into bed.
10:00: Drive to Tenby. The drive itself was…interesting. Narrow roads, blind corners, and a near-miss with a cyclist who clearly thought I was moving in slow motion. (Guilty. I was admiring the scenery. And also, secretly, slightly panicking.)
10:30 - 14:00: Tenby! Absolutely gorgeous. Sandy beaches, colourful houses, the whole shebang. Wandered around, ate ice cream (strawberry, thank God), and felt a genuine sense of peace. Briefly. Then remembered I have a mortgage back home. The peace vanished.
14:30: Attempted to find a decent fish and chips takeaway. Failed spectacularly. Ended up with lukewarm, greasy disappointment. Contemplated launching myself into the sea. Decided against it. Mostly because I didn't have the energy.
16:00: Back at the Dairy. Hot Tub time, baby! This time, I emerged from the water a totally different person. Or at least, a slightly less frantic one. Stared at the stars, pondering the vastness of the universe and my place within it. And then I remembered the washing up I’d been putting off.
18:00: The great book reading session was set to start but I fell asleep on the sofa.
20:00: Finished my book and went to bed.
Day 3: Departure & (Very) Honest Reflections
08:00: Woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed. Maybe the cheese-free diet of Day 2 had worked wonders. Packed. Cried a bit, because leaving is always hard. Even when you've got a slight fear of sheep.
09:00: Ate the remaining biscuits from the welcome basket. They were, thankfully, cheese-free. Glory be!
10:00: Said goodbye to The Dairy. Drove away, slightly sadder, slightly wiser, and definitely with a newfound appreciation for fire starters.
Final Verdict:
The Dairy? Stunning. The views? Unmatched. The cheese? A personal vendetta. The experience? Utterly, gloriously, imperfectly human. Would I go back? Absolutely. But next time, I’m bringing my own cheese, my own fire starter, and a healthy dose of skepticism towards those suspiciously intelligent-looking sheep. And maybe, just maybe, I'll master that bloody log fire. Maybe.
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Okay, spill the tea... is this "Escape to Paradise" actually paradise, or just clever marketing? (And what's with the "Kilgetty" bit?)
Alright, alright, let's get real. Paradise? Well, it's pushing it. Think mostly paradise. The views? Breathtaking, no lie. Like, you walk out the door and your jaw genuinely clenches in that "whah-oh" kind of way. The marketing? Yeah, they got me. But look, I'm a sucker for a good view. And Kilgetty… Kilgetty is Wales. Specifically, a bit of Wales near Tenby that's… charmingly quiet. Don't expect a buzzing nightlife. Expect… sheep. Lots of sheep. And that, my friends, is part of the escape. It's not Ibiza, it's… well, it's Kilgetty. And honestly? I kind of loved it.
That hot tub... is it as amazing as the pictures? 'Cause, you know, Instagram lies are a thing.
The hot tub. Okay, this one's important. The pictures? Don't always do it justice, but in this case… they were pretty accurate! Seriously, the hot tub *made* the trip. We got there on a Friday, knackered from the drive, and by Saturday morning, I'm pretty sure I'd spent at least a third of my waking hours submerged in bubbly, warm, perfectly-tempered water. Sunrise? Hot tub. Sunset? Hot tub. Rainstorm (lovely Welsh drizzle, naturally)? Absolutely, hot tub. My skin was… well, pruney as all heck by the end, but so relaxed. I even managed to convince myself I'd solved the world's problems while soaking. (Spoiler alert: I didn't.) The only downside? Having to brave the short, cold dash back inside to the cottage. That was… bracing.
"Luxury cottage"... How luxurious are we talking? Is there a Butler? Private Chef? Or are we talking, like, *slightly* upgraded IKEA?
Okay, let's talk luxury. No butler. Sadly. No private chef, either. (I'm convinced that would've been a whole other level of bliss.) It's not going to rival the Ritz, but it's definitely not budget IKEA. Think… comfortable, well-appointed, with nice touches. Modern kitchen, comfy sofas, decent wifi (a must, let's be honest). The linens were fluffy. That's always a good sign. They'd clearly put some thought into the decor. Plus, proper heating, vital considering the Welsh weather which can change faster than my mood swings on a Monday morning. So, not *super* luxe, but definitely luxurious enough to feel like a proper treat.
Speaking of which, what about the *views*? Are they really "breathtaking"? Did you *actually* breathe? (Dramatic, I know, but important, right?)
Oh. My. God. The views. Yes, absolutely. Breathtaking. I actually *caught myself* holding my breath a few times just to take them in. They look down over the valley, across to the sea. One morning was so foggy, it felt like we were floating in the clouds. Another, the sunset was so vibrant, I almost cried. (Yes, I'm a softie.) I spent a good hour each morning just staring out the window, coffee in hand, feeling… incredibly peaceful. It was ridiculously beautiful. Seriously. Photos do not do it justice. You need to see it for yourself. Go. Just go.
Okay, but be honest… what *didn't* you like? What are the downsides? (Because nothing's perfect, right?)
Okay, deep breath. First, the lack of a nearby convenience store was a pain, especially when we realized we'd forgotten milk for our coffee and we had to drive to the nearest town. The roads can be… narrow. And winding. I'm not a huge fan of driving on the left at the best of times, and those Welsh lanes? Eeek. We took it *very* easy. Also, the Wi-Fi, while decent, was occasionally… a bit temperamental. And… hmm… the hot tub was very exposed, so a bit chilly getting in and out sometimes.. But honestly? Those are minor quibbles. I’m nit-picking, and I know it. Finding genuine fault? Seriously hard.
What's the area like? Anything to *do*, or is it just sheep and hot tubs? (Not that there's anything wrong with sheep and hot tubs, mind you…)
Right, the area. It's not exactly a hotbed of activity, but there's plenty to keep you busy. Tenby is a short drive away, with its lovely beaches and colorful houses. We spent a day there – ate fish and chips on the beach (classic!), and wandered around the shops. If you're into history, there are castles to explore (Carew Castle is great). And of course, the Pembrokeshire Coast Path – a walker's paradise. We did a small section of it. It was stunning. Sheep, of course. Plenty of sheep. And puffins! Okay, we didn't *see* any puffins, but there are boat trips that go to Skomer Island, where you can get a glimpse. So yes, sheep and hot tubs are definitely part of the package, but there's a decent amount to *do* too, if you want it. Or you can just, you know, soak in the hot tub and stare at the view. Which is perfectly acceptable.
Would you go back? (And would you recommend it to *your* friends… or are you keeping it a secret?)
Absolutely, without a doubt, I’d go back. In a heartbeat. I'm seriously already planning it. It was one of the most relaxing trips I've had in ages. I'd recommend it to friends. (Maybe. Okay, fine, *some* of my friends. The ones who appreciate a good view and a hot tub, and who don't need a 24/7 party scene). Honestly, it was a blissful escape. A little bit of paradise. Well, mostly paradise. And yes, I’m selfishly keeping it a little bit of a secret too. But hey, you read this, so the secret's out, right?! Enjoy!
