Everyone needs a break now and again and I have to say, plotting weekends and trips away is one of my favourite amusements. It’s been a super rubbish year and Nick et moi had an anniversary to celebrate so (any excuse obv), I decided that escaping for a weekend seemed like an ace idea. I got it into my head that I wanted a spa break but they are soo expensive?! Or at least, they are when you leave booking it until the last minute…so when I stumbled upon the Sir Christopher Wren Hotel in Windsor, my prayers were answered because all guests at the hotel get access to the spa facilities. Winning. Hotel et spa, voila!
Part of the Sarova Hotels group, Christopher Wren is what I would describe as a classic oldie-worldie hotel with a modern twist. It’s tucked away in one of the Windsor streets that sits right on the river, so a perfect location for pottering into Windsor, wandering along the river and OF COURSE visiting Windsor Castle!
All the rooms in the hotel are dotted around winding corridors and steep stairs – ours was a bit of a mission to climb up to, but, it helped me work off all the food I consumed over the weekend! I love a cosy hotel room and this was just that, they even supply you with the classic white hotel robe *insert shot of me in said robe, which ofc I forgot to take* – idiot.
The hotel’s lounges were absolutely stunning too, a place to relax with coffee in the day or take some drinks into in the evening. Some seriously amazing artwork and decor too – #whencanimovein?
After a potter around Windsor, we headed to lunch. See? Orangina (not wine) because come on now I’m going to a spa and taking it seriously.
And I’m so glad I did because the spa was ahhh-mazing! It was incredibly quiet too which was added bonus (nothing worse than awkwardly sitting in a small sauna or jacuzzi with strangers…..) and we had hours of nothing but relaxation, yippee!
After spa-ing it up, later in the evening we ate in the Christopher Wren Brasserie which was GREAT not just because of the food, because it was so nice to just roll up the stairs afterwards to the room, instead of trekking across Windsor in the cold or having to get a cab. I think I really am the laziest person in the world?
But anyway, the food was lovely and the ambience too, like the lady I am I tucked into a giant burger whilst Nick had an elegant, modest plate of fish. Totally the wrong way round but, meh! The Brasserie has a wonderful river view too, and it was a lovely relaxed place to feast.
After an ace nights sleep in a very comfy bed, it was breakfast (with a view again) and the off to Windsor castle. I couldn’t fault the hotel service at all and it was just a lovely bubble of a weekend which I’d love to do all over again.
Obviously ALL relaxation was undone on the way home when the car broke down, omg why???, BUT we made it home alive and I got a McDonalds out of it, so apart from that, it was a lovely weekend and I’d absolutely recommend Sarova Hotels if you’re after a bit of an escapist break.