We arrived after a two minute drive around some winding bends, from Ellerman House, outside the edge of somebody’s house. Slightly confused as we pulled up, the door opened and the friendliest man welcomed us inside. To our relief a beautiful reception area stood before us and beyond, the sunlight glinting off the horizon of the Ocean.
We were shown to our ginormous Deluxe Suite room at Cape View Clifton, before a tour of the rest of the hotel ensued. I think this is my favourite hotel room I’ve ever stayed in. We had a huge bed topped with the fluffiest of cushions, leading through to a living area complete with desk, comfy seating and a huge TV. The walk-in wardrobe is probably bigger than my bathroom and kitchen put together, the seat making it the perfect room to get ready in. Through the walk-in wardrobe, the perfect bathroom. Seriously, this would be my bathroom of choice if I could design my house right now.
Ben and I were suddenly the most alone we had been since the wedding. He surprised me with a bottle of bubbles and we opened it over the Ocean view.
Sipping the crisp honey coloured liquid, we lay back in the golden glow of the setting sun in peaceful tranquility I only got up again when my bath was run and filled with bubbles. It was the perfect spot, lying there with my glass in hand watching the sky turn from blue to yellow to pink and purple before spreading its inky fingers across the ocean pushing the sun right down behind the horizon.
Once I’d soaked the day away, we threw on some clothes and popped out into the bay for supper. We had a little trouble finding somewhere to eat at 8.30pm, and had to remind ourselves that we weren’t in Europe but eventually settled on a little place right on the water front. The meat, as ever in South Africa, was incredible.
We were back at Cape View Clifton within a few hours and in the comfort of our beautiful room. I could hear the waves lapping at the shore while we snuggled down into our fluffy dressing gowns with another bottle of bubbles that had very kindly been left for us, on ice, in the room.
The bed felt like sleeping on a cloud and it didn’t take me long to drift away into the land of dreams, waking up to beautiful blue skies and a new day in Cape Town.
We had the morning relaxing in our room and the hotel, sitting down by the pool with a cup of tea in the freshness of the morning was heavenly, especially looking out over nothing but the beautiful ocean.
The ladies in the kitchen introduced themselves as the ‘kitchen mums’ and asked us if we’d like to have a cooked breakfast, to which we both definitely did.
With the most spectacular start to the morning, we had an incredible day planned with a tour guide so it was time to say goodbye to the beautiful Cape View Clifton. It’s the most at home I’ve ever felt in a hotel, so it definitely wasn’t easy to leave.
Do you have a home away from home hotel that’s made you really question leaving?