Come see the spa they said. Have afternoon tea. What’s not to like?
My Mother’s Day dream gift is a spa day. I like to sit in hot rooms and bubbling water.
I headed off to the new Brighton Harbour Hotel, resplendent in the blazing sunshine on the seafront.
Afternoon tea for Brighton bloggers and freelancers and a tour; it sounded like fun.
Looking around a hotel is useful as I’m often asked advice on where to stay, too, by friends coming down for the weekend.
This is when I’m useless as I’m from here, so family live here, too.
If anyone comes to stay they usually grab a spare bed with a relative.
When we looked around the superior rooms with a sea view our helpful guide Charlotte explained they included gin and sherry.
Yes! Booze not in the minibar (although we did look in the mini bar and it was very well stocked).
The sea twinkled, the sun blazing down. It felt like a Mediterranean heaven. I could live in one of those rooms.
I was there for the spa, and that took us to the depths of the building and into smugglers’ tunnels.
There was the smell of essential oils and warmth.
It was pretty hot once you go past the treatment rooms and steaming once we went down to the pool.
While it’s not huge at 13 metres don’t think it’s designed with people swimming a kilometre a day in mind.
Hot and bubbly
Past the large hydrotherapy pool, bubbles and joy. I wanted to get in.
We headed down into the depths where the tunnels form a grotto.
Bubbling away were two large, wooden Scandinavian hot tubs with the corridors leading off to the sauna, steam room and private relaxation areas.
I like sitting in hot rooms. I can just imagine myself going from pool to sauna to tub to steam room. Ohhh heaven.
There’s a day pass and gift vouchers so my husband can expect heavy hints closer to Christmas and Mother’s’ Day and my birthday.
During the tour I did make mental note of the gym and treatment rooms, but for me only heat and bubbling water mattered.
Tea and cake
Leaving the spa felt quite refreshing as we settled down to tea, sandwiches and cake at the Jetty restaurant.
I’d neglected to tell them I’m vegan, so had a little wait while the other attendees exclaimed about the fabulous flavours of the dainty offerings.
Before showing us around Charlotte explained how the restaurant caters for vegetarians, vegans and gluten-free, so I wasn’t worried.
My sandwiches were delicious, packed with plant-based flavour.
The Harbour and Jetty gave an excellent impression and a delightful couple of hours diversion.
Thanks for the invitation.