Sea Valley 27 Clovelly: UK's Most Stunning Coastal Escape?
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into Sea Valley 27 Clovelly, the self-proclaimed "UK's Most Stunning Coastal Escape." And let me tell you, after a week of, shall we say, experiencing this place, I've got opinions. Lots and lots of wonderfully messy, possibly contradictory, but definitely human opinions. This isn't your run-of-the-mill hotel review. This is… well, this is therapy, distilled into a paragraph-by-paragraph dissection of a potentially spectacular (or spectacularly flawed) stay.
First Impressions & The Accessibility Maze (Oh, the Joy!)
Okay, so "Most Stunning Coastal Escape" is a bold claim. Clovelly itself? Stunning. Like, jaw-dropping, Instagram-overload stunning. Sea Valley 27? That's trickier. The accessibility… ugh. Let's be honest, navigating those cobbled streets with anything less than a super-powered off-road wheelchair is a project. They do have facilities for disabled guests, but getting to those facilities feels like climbing Everest. So, accessibility? Let's call it "aspirational." There's an elevator, which is a godsend, so points for thinking of the vertically challenged.
Cleanliness & Safety: Germs? We Don't Know Her!
My germaphobe inner child was thrilled. They've got the whole "Hygiene certification" thing going on. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? Double-check. And the staff? Trained ninjas in sanitization protocol. They're like, vigilant. I even saw them sterilizing the air. Okay, maybe not. But they’re clearly taking it seriously, which is hugely comforting in these uncertain times. And the hand sanitizer stations? Everywhere. I felt like I was living in a giant, fragrant, and slightly obsessive bubble of cleanliness.
Eating, Praying, and… Eating Again (And Maybe Some Praying Later)
The dining situation is… complex. The restaurant, while visually stunning (pool with a view AND an outdoor venue for special events), had a menu that swung wildly between haute cuisine and "what even is this?" The a la carte options were expensive, which is understandable, and the Asian breakfast was… an experience. Let's just say I'm not sure my taste buds are ready for seaweed salad first thing in the morning. But, listen, they do have a vegetarian restaurant AND a western breakfast. They even had a bar! And a poolside bar! (Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated joy for a well-made cocktail, even if the seaweed salad remains a mystery.) Room service was 24-hour, which is a huge plus when you’re battling jet lag. (Quirky observation: The coffee shop was disappointingly average. I need caffeine, people!) They also have alternative meal arrangements, which is nice if you're picky, and they even offer breakfast takeaway. Genius!
And the food? Well. It was… inconsistent. I had a soup so good, I considered proposing to the chef. The next night? Let's just say, the salad felt like it had been in a staring contest with a microwave. The buffet? A mixed bag. I'm not good with buffets. I always overeat. And then I get that food coma feeling. But hey, the buffet was there, so that's a win. The coffee/tea in the restaurant was a lifesaver. I did have to hide in the corner and drink a bunch of it because I was so tired.
Things to Do (Besides Contemplate the Universe)
Right, so relaxing. They offer a body wrap! A body scrub! And a massage! A spa! A sauna! A steamroom! And a Fitness Center. I tried to go to the gym/fitness center but I'm not going to lie: I bailed. Too much beautiful scenery to stare at. Plus, I’m not sure I wanted to get that relaxed. But there's a pool with a view. I just sat there and stared at the view. I spent an hour or so just staring at this amazing view. It's an amazing view, I swear.
Rooms, Rooms, Glorious Rooms
The rooms? Mostly fantastic. The soundproofing was excellent. You need it, honestly. Some of the other guests were, shall we say, enthusiastic about enjoying their stay. Mine had a balcony. It also had a mirror. The bed was comfy. The blackout curtains were a godsend. I'm a sucker for a good blackout curtain. Plus, free Wi-Fi in all the rooms! (Thank the tech gods!) The toiletries were nice. The slippers? Luxurious. The separate shower/bathtub combo was a nice touch. I think I spent an hour just standing in the tub, looking at the shower. Some rooms even have an additional toilet. Talk about a win!
The Extras (Because Life Isn't Always About the Big Stuff)
- For the Kids: Babysitting Service? Check. Family/Child Friendly? Check. Kids Meal? Also check!
- Services & Conveniences: Daily housekeeping? Yes! Concierge? Yup. Dry cleaning? Available. Food delivery? Sure thing. Luggage storage too. They have it all.
- Getting Around: Car park [free of charge] is a HUGE plus!
- Business Facilities: If you must work, they have all the usual suspects.
The Slightly Messy Bits (Because No Place Is Perfect)
- The "Internet Access - LAN" thing in the room gave me flashbacks to the dial-up era. Let's just stick with the Wi-Fi, yeah?
- The "Hotel Chain" bit isn't really relevant.
- The "Shrine" is a bit random.
My Verdict: Love It (With Caveats)
Sea Valley 27 Clovelly is a beautiful, flawed, and ultimately, enchanting place. It's the kind of place that stays with you, not just because of the stunning scenery, but because of its quirks, its imperfections, and its genuine attempt to make you feel pampered. It's a place where you might find yourself contemplating the meaning of life while sipping a cocktail by the pool. Or maybe just binge-watching movies, which is perfectly ok.
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Ryokoji Temple: Aso's Hidden Gem You NEED to See!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your meticulously-planned, color-coded travel itinerary. This is more like… a chaotic, love-letter-slash-vent-session about a trip to Sea Valley 27 in Clovelly, UK. Prepare for tangents, opinions, and the distinct possibility of me losing my train of thought somewhere around the cliffs. Here we go…
Clovelly Chaos: A "Plan" (If You Can Call It That)
Day 1: Arrival and the "Ooh, Look at the Cobbles!" Factor
- Morning (ish): Landed in Bristol. Bristol! Even that airport felt like a betrayal of the whole "quaint fishing village" vibe. Rented a beat-up Vauxhall Corsa - named her Brenda, because she's got a grumpy old lady energy. The drive to Clovelly… lord, the drive. Winding country lanes. Brenda grumbling like a disgruntled badger. I swear, I almost sideswiped a rogue sheep at one point. (No sheep were harmed. Mostly.)
- Afternoon: FINALLY arrived in Clovelly. Okay, okay, breathe. The village itself? Utterly, ridiculously gorgeous. Like, postcard-level pretty. The cobbled street… gasp. It slopes steeply down to the harbor. And the houses, clinging like barnacles to the hillside. It’s charming, it’s picture-perfect… It’s also a logistical nightmare for luggage. Dragging my suitcase down that incline felt like attempting to climb Mount Everest with a toddler strapped to my back. My knees nearly gave out. I'm pretty sure I saw a dog pity me as it walked past, effortlessly bounding up the slope.
- First Impression: Overwhelmed. Totally, utterly overwhelmed by beauty and a sudden, intense dislike for wheeled suitcases.
- Afternoon/Evening: The Red Lion and the "Fish-and-Chips Induced Coma":
- Checked into my B&B - "Sea Siren's Rest". Don't judge the name, it's a cliché, I know, but the view from my window? Divine. The sea, the boats gently bobbing… it was idyllic.
- Dinner at The Red Lion pub. This deserves its own paragraph. This pub is legendary. The fish and chips were HUGE. The batter? Crispy perfection. The tartar sauce? Heaven in a tiny pot. The waitress? She was a local legend, knew everyone by name, and had seen more life than I've probably read in books.
- Anecdote: I'm not usually a dessert person, but someone (cough, me) ordered the sticky toffee pudding. It was a mistake. Not because it was bad (it was the opposite of bad - it was pure, unadulterated, sugary bliss). It was a mistake because after that glorious, calorific explosion, I could barely waddle back to my room. I passed out in a fish-and-chips-induced coma, waking up only to the sound of seagulls. It was glorious and a little frightening.
- Emotional Reaction: Pure, unadulterated happiness. Food coma aside, I was completely charmed by the pub, the food, and the general, sleepy atmosphere.
Day 2: Harbour Hangs and "Accidental Sea Spray Facial"
- Morning: Attempted a "walk" (more like a shuffle) down to the harbor. The cobbled street was less of a challenge today, maybe because I'd already paid my dues yesterday. Watched the boats bob, watched the fishermen mend nets. It was peaceful.
- Mid-Morning: Decided to attempt a "boat trip". Should have seen the size of the waves! This may be a small detail, but it was an experience. You definitely noticed it.
- Observation: The sea air is intense. The wind whips and it doesn't take kindly to your hair. Also got a totally accidental sea spray facial. Charming.
- Lunch: Found a cute little tea room. Had a cream tea. (Don't judge! It's a tradition, okay?). Scones with clotted cream and jam. My diet? Non-existent on this trip.
- Rambling Thought: I'm convinced England is fueled by tea and scones. It's also fueled by a healthy dose of complaining about the weather.
- Afternoon: The Donkey Derby… or, The Donkey Drama
- Clovelly is famous for its donkeys. They used to haul goods up and down the cobbled street. Nowadays? They're mostly for tourists. Now, I love donkeys as much as the next person BUT the "donkey derby" was more of a slow shuffle.
- Anecdote: There was a donkey named "Reggie". And Reggie showed absolutely no interest in the "race". He'd stop, he'd munch on grass, he'd look at the crowd with a look that said, "You're the crazy ones." I found Reggie extremely relatable. Actually, I kinda wanted to get on the donkey myself, but that may be against the rules.
- Emotional Reaction: Mixed. A little bit sad for the donkeys, a little bit amused by Reggie's defiance, and a whole lot of "wow, this is life".
- Evening: Walked back up the hill. My legs were screaming. Dinner at the Clovelly Fish and Chip shop. Yup, another fish and chips. Don't care. It's delicious.
- Quirky Observation: The light changes dramatically over the harbor, casting everything in these beautiful, soft, almost ethereal hues as the sun sets over the water. This place is just dreamy.
Day 3: Saying Goodbye (and Planning My Return)
- Morning: Last breakfast. Sigh. Ate some scrambled eggs in my dreamy room. The sea was sparkling this morning.
- Mid-Morning: One last wander through the village. Spent way too much money on souvenirs. (A "I Love Clovelly" mug, a nautical-themed tea towel, a fluffy donkey toy… don’t judge!)
- Imperfection: Managed to trip on the cobblestones again. This time, saved myself with a graceful grab onto a nearby lamppost. Smooth.
- Afternoon: Reluctantly climbed into Brenda the Corsa. The climb out was very difficult, the whole trip was exhausting. My knees? Well… let's just say they're not the best.
- Emotional Reaction: Mostly sadness, but also a quiet sense of peace. Clovelly, with all its imperfections, had gotten under my skin.
- Departure: Drove away, already planning my return and wondering how to get a proper souvenir of the red lion pub.
Final Verdict:
Clovelly isn't for the faint of heart. It's a workout for your legs, your wallet, and your ability to resist fish and chips. It's also utterly magical. It's a place where time seems to slow down, where beauty is around every corner, and where you can embrace being a slightly clumsy, slightly overwhelmed tourist. Would I go back? Absolutely. Would I bring a better suitcase? Maybe. Would I skip the donkey derby next time? Probably. But would I trade the experience for anything? Absolutely not.
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Sea Valley 27 Clovelly: So, You Wanna Know About Paradise...? (Maybe)
Okay, first things first: Is Clovelly REALLY as picture-perfect as it looks? Seriously, is it staged?
Look, I’ll be honest. The first time I saw photos of Clovelly, I thought, "This is Photoshopped, right? Like, someone added a filter to make it look ridiculously gorgeous." And then... I walked in. And yes, it's pretty darn close to what you see. Cobbled streets zigzagging down to the harbour? Check. Whitewashed cottages clinging to the cliffs? Double-check. That *insane* view? Triple-check.
But… here's the messy bit. It's also… a *little* bit touristy. Like, you will jostle with people. And honestly, the "quaint" doesn't quite apply to everyone. I saw a bloke in a Hawaiian shirt and Crocs try and squeeze past a donkey, and let me tell you, it definitely broke the fantasy. So, yes, beautiful? Absolutely. Perfectly pristine and devoid of humanity's oddities? Absolutely not. Gotta embrace the chaos, really.
Sea Valley 27, specifically? What's the deal? It's got a view, yeah?
Alright, deep breaths. Sea Valley 27... The view. Okay, the view. I've seen some views. I’ve seen mountains, oceans, even a pretty decent view of a Tesco car park (once, don't ask). But Sea Valley 27? That view had me speechless, and I'm not generally speechless.
It's not just a view; it’s an *experience*. You stand on the balcony, and it's like the world just opens up. The sea stretches out, all blueness and sparkly bits. Clovelly itself, all those little houses stacked like Lego, is right there at your feet. Waves crashing. Birds squawking. The air? Salty and fresh and completely intoxicating. Honestly, I spent a good hour on that balcony the first morning just… staring. I mean, my coffee went cold. I forgot to brush my teeth. Worth it. Totally worth it.
That balcony... It's the main event, frankly. I've never met a balcony with that much charisma. It's a little bit wonky, actually... the wooden planks have seen better days if I'm honest. And I worried I'd fall through a few times. Okay, *maybe* it's a safety risk... but who cares?! The view! The view!!!
How do you actually *get* to Sea Valley 27? Because Clovelly seems… hilly.
Oh, the hills. The hills are a character in the Clovelly saga. They're practically part of the scenery. Getting to Sea Valley 27? Well, you've got two options. One: You attempt to walk down the cobbled high street, and good luck with that. I saw a lady wearing heels nearly take flight after a step on a cobble stone, and I don't know about you, but I'm not that coordinated. Two: You use the 4X4.
The 4X4 is a little van, specifically for getting luggage and guests around. That's the easy part... until it's not. It's a tight squeeze getting up the hill, and it’s *steep*. But the driver’s hilarious, and you'll probably be laughing, and praying you're not sick, the entire time. Once you've got your luggage, you'll probably want to take a long, slow walk. It's worth it. You earn that view!
Is Sea Valley 27 dog-friendly? My furry best friend is practically family.
This is a big one for us dog lovers! I was thrilled when I found out that it was dog-friendly. My furry best friend, Mr. Wigglesworth the Third (he’s posh), absolutely loved it. The coastal walks are amazing. There's this one little beach a little further down, and you just have to see his little face when he explores it. You can have a lot of fun with your dog in the town or on the beach!
Just a heads-up: The cobblestones can be a bit of a nightmare for little paws. Also, if your dog barks at seagulls, be prepared for an *endless* symphony of squawks.
Okay, so I'm sold. What's the food situation like? I get hangry.
Right. Food. Important. You're going to want to eat at the Red Lion. It's a fantastic pub with a lovely view. There's also a very nice bakery, and it's so close to the sea! And the food. Fresh seafood, proper pub grub, and the best cream teas this side of Devon. It is a little bit touristy, so expect queues at peak times.
What are the downsides? Because nothing's perfect, right?
Okay, the real talk. Nothing's perfect. First, the obvious: the hills. Your legs will hate you. You WILL be out of breath. You will be craving a chair. Pack sensible shoes. Comfortable shoes are everything.
And then there’s the… well, the lack of privacy, really. Because Clovelly is open to the public. You can't help but feel you're sort of "on display". Just learn to ignore them to some extent. And yeah, the price tag. It isn’t cheap to stay there. You've gotta weigh up the view against the cost. But if you can, do it.
Is it worth the money? Be honest!
Okay, so...worth the money? Yes. Absolutely, unequivocally, YES. Look, it’s an *experience*. You're paying for the location, for that view, for the feeling of being somewhere truly special. You're paying for history and charm. And if you need to, save up, scrimp, and go! You won't regret it. Just… go.
And maybe pack extra plasters for your feet.
Anything else I should know that isn't obvious?
Pack layers. The weather can be a bit… frisky. One minute, sunshine. The next, you're bracing against the wind. And bring binoculars! You can spendYour Stay Hub
