I had originally planned to name this post ‘ A very expensive coffee’, however I was pleasantly surprised yesterday when it wasn’t. So, had to go with a plain-jane title (apologies).
The day didn’t quite start off as planned: rain. I never know why I still get so surprised and disheartened when it rains considering I live in Scotland. Anyway, if we let rain stop us going out we would never go anywhere. It was Ross’s idea to take a trip down to Turnberry Golf course for a wander and look around the hotel, so we quickly got ready and threw our stuff into the car. It was over an hour journey but it was worth it.
The moment you arrive at the hotel the grand entrance overwhelms you. The scale of the building against the beautiful green grounds really is something else. I immediately felt slightly out of place. It was posh, grand and out of my league. We parked the car up and headed to the main entrance. We were treated by the friendly faces of the staff and directed straight into the hallway. My eyes were immediately drawn to the large chandler hanging above me. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life. The reception area was designed in a way that was dark but yet it felt so bright (if that makes sense). A real log fire was lit with chairs surrounding to catch a little heat. We sat here for a few minutes while Ross made a call and the heat was immense. I could only imagine how lush this would be on a winters day, and perhaps not a mild mid-september day.
Me being my typical self, I was straight into the bar/small restaurant area on the hunt for a coffee. I didn’t care how overpriced it was going to be, I just couldn’t wait to get a table at the large bay windows and daydream. Most of the tables were booked out but it actually worked in our favour. We were directed into the secluded bar area and given the choice of pretty much any table. We perched ourselves on a high table right at the window, perfect! Two caramel lattes and a bowl of soup were our choices, although there was several afternoon tea packages to choose from and a light lunch menu. I could have sat there all day, chatting and drinking coffee, watching the sea and golfers in the distance. I wish I could do these outings every day of my life and tell you all about them. I don’t want to sound ungrateful though, at least I’ve been and hopefully can go back.
After our quick bite to eat we decided to have a nosey round the hotel, and much to my delight there was a wedding open day (honestly, I didn’t know)! To the right of the reception (as you walk in) there is a long corridor that leads you to the main ballroom of the hotel. It is greater by a large reception area with beautiful views over the front gardens down into the golf course. As you pass through you end up in the most beautiful and breathtaking ballroom I have ever seen in my life. Large diamond chandlers hang from all areas of the room, sparkling over all the tables. White and gold decor pain the room with class and elegance. It truly is like something out of a fairy tale (Props to that interior designer).
Once Ross was able to pull me away and stop taking pictures we headed back to the car to drive down to the golf clubhouse for a walk along the course. Obviously, we had to pop into the shop firstly to let Ross pick up a few bits for his next golf outing. At the back end of the main golf course there is a refurbished light house. If you have money to through away you can pay to stay the night there in a very luxurious suite. But there is also a small cafe at the back that looks out to the sea. It’s a fair walk along the course to get there but if you can be bothered it’s defiantly something to go and see. It still functions as a real lighthouse to this day and apparently has never been so bright since Trump bought the 1,000 acre resort (i’ll leave you to decide on that one).
By this point the rain had started again and we really were getting soaked. I had such a lovely time I didn’t really want to come home but I was motivated to come back and write a good blog post all about it. I couldn’t recommend a day trip to Turnberry enough. It really is something else. I’ve added some of my pics to the bottom for you although I don’t think they do it any justice.
Until next time..