Let’s be real: when you’re pulling into a hotel after a long drive, you’re not looking for boutique chic or artisanal toiletries. You’re looking for a clean room, a bed that doesn’t feel like a hammock, and someone who won’t judge you for eating crisps at 2 a.m. This place delivers on all three.
The car park is massive, well-lit, and free—take that, city centre extortion! And the entrance? It’s so bright and welcoming you half expect a butler to pop out and offer to carry your bags. (Spoiler: no butler, but the receptionist will smile. It’s the little things.)
