Thinking about a romantic getaway in Ireland but not sure where to go? Mrs. FOMOist and I went to this luxuriously indulgent weekend. It included a hot tub and a Michelin star restaurant.
Mrs FOMOist and I are not uber romantic. Neither of us get sucked into the hype of Valentine’s Day. We rather eat a nice meal than buy each other flowers. Or rather spend the money on doing things when travelling, rather than splash out on 5-Star accommodation.
The Occasion and The Hotel
But, earlier this month, we threw away the rule-book and treated ourselves to a luxurious stay at the Cliff House Hotel in Ardmore. I would have never even known this place existed, if it wasn’t for the casual hallway, front-of-the-coffee-machine chats with a workmate. Mrs. FOMOist and I were exploring a few possible destination options for our second wedding anniversary when this workmate suggested going to Waterford in Ireland. Since moving to London we have been gallivanting around Europe, however there has always been a slight pang of guilt for not making the most of the UK and the neighbours.
Head to Ardmore for a Romantic Getaway in Ireland
So we took the advice, booked our tickets. We landed in Cork, picked up the rental car and drove to this infamous hotel. After driving in the wrong direction for 10 minutes, we arrived in front of the hotel in an hour. Perched on top of a cliff like the crown on Her Majesty’s royal head, Cliff House Hotel is a sight to behold. Once stationary, we were greeted by the lovely janitor, who offered to park and unload the car. Just digressing a little here, the reason I am giving all these details is because I don’t want to forget this royal treatment anytime soon. Valet parking, for our rental Renault, really?
First Impressions of the Ardmore Village and our room at Cliff House Hotel
Anyways, once inside the reception, we were greeted by magnificent panoramic views of the ocean stretched out as far as eyes could see. We were early to arrive so we left our bags at the reception, grabbed a couple of umbrellas (yes it’s Ireland and it was raining and very cold, yes) and set for a stroll around the Ardmore village.
To our slight disappointment, the entire town was closed, but for me it added to the serenity, even if my rumbling stomach didn’t agree. After walking around the town, twice, we agreed to have a
light lunch at the only open restaurant – White Horses Restaurant. The “light” lunch started with a main each and ended with a dessert, tea and coffee.
While the meal was delicious, we instantly regretted the decision of stuffing ourselves at 2.00pm, because we had a 6.30pm meeting at The House – one Michelin star restaurant at our hotel.
So to burn off the calories, we checked into our room and admired the expansive coastal view from the floor to ceiling wall of our room.
This is possibly the only time that we have spent so much time indoors on a holiday. Except for when we went on a cruise and Mrs. FOMOist almost died of sea-sickness and me of cabin fever! But this was different. This time we were channeling our Jack and Rose on the edge of Titanic. With uninterrupted views of the imposing coastline, all from our room! I have never enjoyed looking into nothingness so much before. It was a view of a cliff trying to embrace the infinite ocean, while failing miserably.
Dinner at The House – The On-site Michelin Star Hotel
Now to the dinner. We went to the restaurant punctually, still full from lunch, and decided on the a la carte menu. I initially was determined to have a three-course meal, but after the freshly baked bread and the three different amuse-bouche, I quickly changed my tune. We got a main each and finish with beautifully fluffy soufflé.
Quick Summary of Our Romantic Getaway in Ireland
bragging boring you with the blow-by-blow account of events, below is a quick list of highlights from our trip:
- The hotel we stayed at must be a local’s secret because 90% of the guests were Irish.
- The hotel adorns an inviting outdoor hot tub. You can imagine the view from it, based on the photos.
- People in Ireland are so polite and friendly. Apart from the ones in our hotel who were just as bad as Londoners. Trying to avoid making eye contact at any cost and trying not to smile in case they get wrinkles (that could be the only rational explanation really).
- Irish know how to work their magic with potatoes. I mean it in the most sincere way! I’ve ever had roast potato, mash, chips or any other form of potato worth writing about.
- I discovered the joy of walking around in wellies so I can walk into a puddle without worrying about the mess.
- People genuinely love their stout in Ireland! May be we were surrounded by tourists but I remember seeing a lot more Guinness on tables than I ever have before.
- The cathedral in a place called Cobh is breathtakingly beautiful. It towers over the town, looking down on us mortals. When we got to Cobh, we thought we were going off-the-beaten-path. That illusion was shortly shattered when we found out that this was the last port of call for Titanic. The town was full of tourists, donning their maps, exploring the beautifully colourful streets.
Now that we’ve had the taste of Irish hospitality, Mrs. FOMOist and I are determined to return and visit Dublin while we are in this part of the world. Watch this space!