Victoria's Hidden Gem: Fairholme Manor Inn Awaits!
Victoria's Hidden Gem: Fairholme Manor Inn Awaits! (A Review from a Real Person - Rambling Included)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Fairholme Manor Inn in Victoria, and I have feelings. Lots and lots of feelings. This isn't going to be your standard, dry-as-a-desert-bone review. This is going to be messy, opinionated, and full of the kind of stuff you actually want to know before you book a place.
First Impressions (and, Oh, the Drive!)
Finding Fairholme Manor? Easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Well, after I finally stopped second-guessing my GPS which, naturally, tried to send me down a one-way street the wrong way. (Thanks, Google Maps. You’re a gem… sometimes.) The place itself is… wow. Like, seriously wow. Think Victorian elegance meets… well, Victoria. It's got that "I'm rich, but I'm also a bit quirky" vibe.
Accessibility (My Brief, But Important, Perspective)
I'm not wheelchair-bound, thank goodness, but I do appreciate places that try. And Fairholme seems to have made an effort! They've got an elevator (hallelujah!), and I saw signage mentioning accessible rooms. I’m not an expert, of course, so I can't vouch for the full spectrum of accessibility, but the basics seemed to be covered. They should definitely highlight this more because honestly, it matters!
Rooms: My Sanctuary… Mostly.
Okay, the rooms. Mine, specifically, was… gorgeous. Like, chandelier-level gorgeous. The air conditioning was a godsend because, let's be real, Victoria summers can sneak up on ya. I'm talking blackout curtains, bathrobes, slippers… the works. I wanted to spend all day just lounging in the seating area with a good book (and, let’s be honest, scrolling through social media on the free Wi-Fi – total lifesaver!). The bed? Heavenly. Honestly, I could have spent the whole trip just comatosed in that extra long bed. The bathroom? Not quite as dazzling, but perfectly serviceable. (Pro Tip: the bathrooms phone? Completely useless in an emergency. Trust me.)
I did have a slight issue with the soundproofing. You could faintly hear… something. Probably some gossiping ghosts, I imagine. Seriously, though, they should double-check the walls. (And maybe hire a ghost whisperer. Just sayin'.)
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (My Stomach's Report)
Alright, let's talk eats. The breakfast buffet was… decent. I'm a sucker for Western and Asian breakfast options. They had the usual suspects, including some slightly questionable pastries, and a coffee machine that looked like it was older than the building itself. (It took a while.) I should have tried the room service [24-hour] but I was always too tired (or hungover). The coffee shop was a total hit for the mid-afternoon caffeine fix. I didn’t try the happy hour or the bar. I heard the poolside bar was quite good. They do have several restaurants listed so there's plenty of opportunities.
Cleanliness and Safety: (Because, You Know, The World)
Okay, I am a total germaphobe in the best possible way. I appreciate that Fairholme seems to be taking things seriously. I noticed the anti-viral cleaning products, the daily disinfection in common areas, the hand sanitizer stations everywhere. I opted-out of room sanitization – I'm a bit of a neat freak myself! (They actually give you the option!) The staff seemed super on top of things, trained in safety protocols and wearing masks. It was, frankly, reassuring.
Things To Do (Beyond Just Being Lazy)
Victoria is a lovely city, and Fairholme is a decent jumping-off point. They advertise a bunch of things to do, but honestly, I was mostly in relaxation mode. I heard the gym/fitness center exists, but I prefer to keep my fitness level at "barely surviving." They have a spa but I didn’t visit it. They have a swimming pool [outdoor] which is beautiful, and has a pool with a view.
Services and Conveniences (The Perks!)
The staff were genuinely nice, but a little… let's call it "Victorian-paced." Don't be in a hurry. The concierge was helpful in general. They have a gift/souvenir shop, but I think I'd rather pick up my own keepsakes for memories' sake. The daily housekeeping was impeccable (thanks, housekeeping!). They even have facilities for disabled guests. I did not require this but appreciated it. They've got a luggage storage, which is handy. Didn't use the dry cleaning or laundry service but good to know. Business facilities, business is not my area of expertise.
Internet (Because, Life!)
The free Wi-Fi in the rooms was AMAZING. Seriously, I could stream, work, and send 200 emails. There's also Internet [LAN] but let's be real, who uses LAN anymore? They should probably remove that from the list…The Wi-Fi in public areas was solid, too. Can't complain!
For the Kids (I'm Not a Parent, But I See The Potential)
I'm not exactly the target demographic for babysitting service or kids meal, but I did notice they have family/child friendly facilities listed. So, if you've got little ones, it's definitely worth checking out.
Getting Around (Navigating the City)
They offer an airport transfer, which is convenient, as well as a taxi service. There were car park [free of charge] and car park [on-site] options.
And Now, For the Ramblings…
Look, Fairholme Manor isn't perfect. No place is. The service could be a tad faster. The ghosts (or whatever was making that noise) in the walls need to be dealt with. But overall? It’s a charming, memorable experience. It’s the kind of place where you can actually unwind. It's a little slice of Victorian heaven, with a healthy dose of modern convenience.
Would I Go Back?
Absolutely. In a heartbeat. I'm already planning my return trip. Maybe I'll even try to get a massage next time. Or maybe I'll just spend the entire day in the bathtub, reading trashy novels. Either way, Fairholme Manor, you've won me over. You are a hidden gem, indeed!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups. This ain't your sanitized, perfectly-curated travel blog. This is a raw, unfiltered, probably-needs-therapy account of my trip to Fairholme Manor Inn in Victoria, BC. Consider yourselves warned.
Day 1: Arrival & Initial Panicked Assessment (aka "My Luggage is Somewhere in Alberta, Crying")
- 1:00 PM: Landed in Victoria. Smooth flight, actually. Felt smug. Karma, you glorious, petty witch, immediately set about smITING me. Discovered my luggage was on a scenic tour of Alberta (seriously, what?). Cue internal screaming. External? A strained, "Oh. Right." Followed by a forced, "Well, this is just lovely."
- 2:00 PM: Taxi ride to Fairholme Manor. First impressions? Stunning. Like, "Victorian movie set" stunning. Big, imposing, and slightly intimidating. The driver, bless his heart, kept chatting about the "ghosts" and "secret passages." My brain, already fried by luggage-related existential dread, could barely process the words "historical intrigue."
- 2:30 PM: Check-in. The woman at the front desk (wearing a surprisingly non-creepy smile) was an angel. Offered me a complimentary glass of wine to ease the luggage-less blues. Smart, Fairholme, very smart.
- 3:00 PM: Wandered around the manor. Seriously, the architecture! And the furniture! Felt like I’d stumbled into a Merchant Ivory film. This is where the "good" emotions start to bubble: sheer awe. The stained glass windows! The sweeping staircase! The smell of old books (or maybe that was just my imagination…and longing for a good read)
- 4:00 PM: Forced myself to unpack (or rather, not unpack) and take a shower in the surprisingly modern bathroom. Tried not to think about my missing suitcase, probably full of my lucky socks and the only pair of jeans that actually fit.
- 5:00 PM: The food. Oh, the food. Dinner in the dining room was a revelation. Everything was so beautifully presented. Seriously, look up Fairholme Manor's dining room. The atmosphere was pure class. It’s like the chefs are actually trying to impress you. And succeeding. This particular meal was a triumph of culinary skills - the duck confit? I may or may not have licked the plate. (Okay, I probably did).
- 7:00 PM: Wandered the grounds, because I couldn't stay in my room and stew. This is where the "messier structure" kicks in. The gardens were… okay. I'm more of a "concrete jungle" kind of gal. But the flowers were vibrant, and the air smelled of… sea salt and something I couldn't identify, but knew was wonderful. Spent 20 mins on the bench in the garden and watched a few squirrels in a comical chase sequence. This was the first bit of true calm I experienced all day.
- 8:00 PM: The "ghosts" the driver spoke of. I feel like I should actually say something about this - I was feeling slightly jittery (probably from the missing luggage), and every creak in the floorboards had me jumping. Maybe I'm just a sucker for atmosphere, but I swear I saw a flicker of movement in the hallway. My logical brain tried to tell me it was probably the wind. My tired brain? "Aha! A spectral Victorian!"
- 9:00 PM: Ordered room service (because, comfort food!) and fell into a deep, exhausted sleep, dreaming of socks and haunted hallways.
Day 2: Doubling Down on the Experience: Morning Tea & a Search for Lost Treasures (Emotional roller coaster)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up starving. The hotel did know how to make a guest feel welcome! Morning view from my room chef's Kiss. Coffee in the sun was a balm to my soul.
- 9:00 AM: Tea in the parlour. This was the pinnacle of the Fairholme experience. The delicate china. The perfect pastries. The sheer elegance of it all. I felt utterly transported. For a blessed hour, I was a lady of leisure, forgetting, for a little while, that I was wearing mismatched socks and a borrowed t-shirt.
- 10:00 AM: This is where things get… interesting. Remember the "secret passages" the driver mentioned? Well, after a few cups of tea, and an over-inflated sense of adventure, (and maybe a touch of boredom), I decided to go on a quest. To find them! Armed with nothing but my own slightly-caffeinated curiosity, I wandered the manor, opening creaky doors and peering into dark corners.
- 10:30 AM: Found a dusty old library with a hidden panel! (Success! Kinda). It was a book shelf that pulls out and reveals a hidden passage. Okay, maybe not hidden, but it's a cool trick. This raised my enthusiasm. Found some letters written in the 19th century. It was as if someone was literally reaching out from the past.
- 11:00 AM: The "secret passage" led to… the kitchen. (Reality check. Sigh).
- 12:00 PM: Went to the front desk (again), to ask if my luggage had magically appeared. It had not. Tears threatened to spill. The sweet receptionist offered me another glass of wine. I may or may not have finished it in one gulp while she was looking away.
- 1:00 PM: Wandering around the city, trying to look like a sophisticated jet-setter, but probably appearing more like a lost, slightly-dishevelled tourist. Felt a little more prepared today - but I was still missing my luggage.
- 2:00 PM: Discovered a vintage shop. It was amazing and I ended up buying a vintage scarf. (A small win for the day).
- 3:00 PM: Back to the manor. The "good emotions" were trying to stay strong - but the weight of missing luggage was beginning to drag me down.
- 4:00 PM: Read through the letters I found in the library. They were incredibly detailed - and made me feel what it was like to live in Victoria in a different time. (This is the good stuff. The real, emotional stuff).
- 5:00 PM: Another amazing dinner. Dessert helped, and helped, and helped.
- 7:00 PM: Stumbled back to my room and fell asleep.
Day 3: Acceptance (And Possibly a New Outfit?)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up. Luggage still missing. Acceptance begins to creep in.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast in bed. This time, I let the sadness go, and actually enjoyed myself.
- 10:00 AM: Decided to do an activity to "feel" the Victoria region. Spent the morning at Craigdarroch Castle. I spent the next three hours wandering around and taking pictures. It was pretty impressive.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a local cafe. The food was fresh, and all I needed.
- 2:00 PM: Wandered the city.
- 3:00 PM: Shopping for a new outfit (because, necessity!). Found a cute dress! It was perfect. It was almost like Fairholme Manor was giving me another opportunity to look my very best.
- 4:00 PM: Enjoying my gorgeous new dress. The ghost of luggage.
- 5:00 PM: Final Fairholme dinner. Food was as amazing as usual.
- 7:00 PM: Packing (well, repacking my minimal belongings)
- 8:00 PM: A final glass of wine in the garden. The ghosts (if they were there) didn't bother me. It was just a gorgeous night. The world felt a little bit "okay."
- 9:00 PM: Sleep.
Day 4: Farewell (and a Promise I'll Return!)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up. Still no luggage. Sigh.
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast. Said my goodbyes.
- 10:00 AM: Taxi. The same driver as arrival. He smiled.
- 10:30 AM: Goodbye, Fairholme Manor. Victoria airport.
- 1:00 PM: Flight home.
Was this a perfect trip? Absolutely not. Was it worth it? One hundred percent. Fairholme Manor is an experience. And even with the luggage, the ghosts, the ups and downs, I wouldn't have traded it for anything. Book it. Just… maybe send your luggage ahead of time. And if you see a woman in a vintage scarf wandering the halls, wave. It might be me.
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Fairholme Manor: You *Thinking* of Going? Read This First! (Trust Me)
Okay, Okay, Fairholme Manor. Sounds Fancy. Is It *Really* Worth the Hype (and the Pretty Penny, I'm Guessing)?
Ugh, the hype. It's... a beast. I mean, yeah, it's gorgeous. Victoria, in general, is like stepping into a postcard, and Fairholme just *amps* that up. Think: cobblestone streets (well, mostly), ivy-covered walls, and ridiculously fluffy beds. Seriously, the beds are like sinking into a cloud. But, worth the price of admission? See, that's where it gets interesting.
Listen, I went expecting some stuffy, Downton Abbey-esque experience. You know, the kind where you feel like you're constantly worried about committing a faux pas. And… yeah, there's a *bit* of that. The afternoon tea? Divine, if you like feeling slightly overdressed and unsure if you're using the right fork. (I wasn’t. Always the wrong fork. And I *googled* it beforehand!) But then, the staff… most of them are lovely, genuinely helpful. One guy, I swear, he could charm the birds out of the trees. He saved my bacon when I locked myself out on the balcony (don't ask).
Here's the messy truth: it depends on what you want. If you're after complete opulent pampering, YES. If you're on a shoestring budget? Absolutely not. Somewhere in the middle? Hmm… buckle up, buttercup, because it's a bit of a splurge, but the *memories*... (I’m still dreaming about that breakfast, seriously.)
Tell Me About the Food, Please! (Because, Priorities.)
Food? Oh. My. God. The food. Okay, so, the breakfast… listen, I've eaten some good breakfasts in my time. Your standard hotel buffet? Pass. Fairholme’s? I nearly wept. Not even kidding. Freshly baked croissants that practically *melt* in your mouth, eggs benedict that was so perfect it felt almost… wrong. And the fruit! Like, perfectly ripe, sweet, juicy fruit. I’m getting hungry just thinking about it.
The afternoon tea? As I mentioned, it’s a production. Finger sandwiches, teeny-tiny scones with clotted cream (which, by the way, I’m still trying to replicate at home), and a dizzying array of teas. I'm not even a big tea drinker, but I felt obligated to try them all. I’m pretty sure I had a caffeine-induced heart palpitation at one point. But worth it! Okay, maybe not the heart palpitation, but the memory of that cucumber sandwich is forever seared into my brain.
Dinner? Didn't eat dinner there. Too busy, you know, recovering from the afternoon tea. But I heard good things, word-of-mouth, some guests saying it was exquisite. So, yeah, food? Don't skip it. Pack your stretchy pants. And maybe antacids. Just in case.
What's the Vibe Like? Is it All Gowns and Monocles?
Okay, okay, let's talk *vibe*. I was genuinely terrified I'd feel out of place. And, look, there are definitely people who do get it. The effortlessly elegant types. The ones who probably own more pearls than I own socks. But here’s the kicker: it’s also… surprisingly relaxed.
Yes, there are moments. The formal afternoon tea, the hushed tones in the hallways. But then, you'll see someone in jeans and a t-shirt, scarfing down a croissant, and you realize… hey, it’s okay to breathe. The staff is pretty adept at making you feel comfortable, even if you’re clumsily fumbling with a silver fork. The gardens are a perfect place for a walk after the afternoon tea, that is as long as you can waddle.
The truth? It's not the most *out-there* or wild place. Think classy, more than crazy. But that's kinda the point, isn't it? And honestly? After a long day of sightseeing, it’s quite nice to return to a place that doesn't involve neon lights and blaring music. It can be a good place to unwind, after a very hectic day.
Is the Location Good? I Want to Explore Victoria!
The location is… pretty darn good. It's a bit of a walk into the main downtown area, but that's actually a *benefit*, in my opinion. You're away from the hustle and bustle, but still close enough to everything. Think: a leisurely stroll to the Inner Harbour, the Parliament Buildings, the Royal BC Museum (which, by the way, is fantastic – go!).
The neighborhood itself is lovely. Quiet, residential, with charming houses and beautiful gardens. Perfect for a pre-breakfast walk (to work up an appetite for those croissants, obviously!). Also, it is important to remember that the downtown area is rather hilly, so plan accordingly. If you're not a fan of walking, taxis and public transportation are readily available. And the concierge is fantastic at getting you sorted.
Seriously, the location is a winner. Especially after a long day when everyone is already at their hotel and you can peacefully walk back and enjoy the peace and quiet.
Any Quirks or Things I Need to Know BEFORE I Go? Spoilers Welcome!
Alright, buckle up. Here comes the unvarnished truth. First, the parking. It *can* be a bit tricky. Space is limited, and sometimes, you might end up a block or two away. Not a huge deal, but something to be aware of, especially if you have a mountain of luggage, as I often do.
Second, the walls are… old. Which adds to the charm, sure, but also means you might hear your neighbors. Especially if they are, shall we say, *enthusiastic* about their vacation. Pack earplugs. Seriously. You've been warned. I learned that the hard way.
Third, and this is a *biggie*: book the afternoon tea *well* in advance. Seriously. Months. I almost missed out, and I'm still not entirely over it. And make sure you have the right tip too, it is important to be a good guest. Finally, explore the grounds. The gardens are beautiful, and there are hidden nooks and crannies perfect for a romantic moment (or, you know, hiding from the world with a good book and a glass of wine – my personal favorite).
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Ah, the fur babies. I'm sorry, but I'm not entirely certain on this. I didn't see any dogs during my stay, so I don't know if they allow pets. It's definitely a question you should specifically ask the hotel, because if you have a pet, they're probably part of your life! So, call them directly and inquireOcean View Inn
