Blackfriars Inverness: Unveiling the Hidden Gem of Scotland
Hotel Review: Drowning in Amenities (and a Bit Overwhelmed)
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I've just emerged from a literal vortex of luxury and, frankly, I need a nap. This hotel – let’s just call it "The Opulence Oasis" (because, let’s be real, that’s probably what it’s called!) – is not messing around. They really tried to throw the kitchen sink (and a whole spa) at me. And honestly? I’m still picking up the pieces, both figuratively and literally (that bath bomb exploded).
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Accessibility: Bless Their Hearts (Mostly)
Right, first things first: accessibility. This is HUGE for me (and it should be for everyone!). The Opulence Oasis attempts a high-five on this front. There are Wheelchair accessible rooms, which is fantastic. The Elevator is plentiful, which is a must. I even spotted a ramp or two (though, let's be real, navigating a mega-hotel is a workout in itself). They’ve got the basics covered, which is a win. BUT, I did notice some issues with certain areas feeling a little cramped, like a sudden, claustrophobic chokehold. Some of the hallways get a little crowded though, but like I said, a small thing!
On-site Restaurants & Lounges: Prepare for a Food Coma
Oh, the food! Okay, so they have more choices than my indecisive brain can handle!
- Restaurants: A la carte choices are a given; several restaurants offer Asian cuisine, International cuisine, Western cuisine, and even a dedicated Vegetarian restaurant (thank goodness, I’m trying to be healthy… sometimes).
- Dining, drinking, and snacking: They did well, having an Asian breakfast and a Western breakfast, but with Breakfast [buffet], that felt like an all-you-can-eat mountain of deliciousness. There is Coffee/tea in restaurant, Desserts in restaurant, Salad in restaurant, Soup in restaurant, and a Snack bar - just in case you weren't full. You'll find a Poolside bar if you are looking for a drink and want to stay near the pool.
- Room service [24-hour]: Because, obviously. My inner sloth was ecstatic. I ordered a midnight burger (don't judge).
- Bar: They have a bar. Happy hour, to be exact.
My Experience: The Pasta Incident
I went to a restaurant and ordered pasta. Seemed simple, right? Apparently not. I asked for some extra cheese. They got the cheese wrong. I went to the bar and asked if I could have a drink. The staff member did not know how to make it. So, I went to the pool, and I was getting bored. I go back to my room.
The Spa, Fitness Center, and Everything In Between: Sensory Overload!
This is where things got truly bonkers, in the best way possible.
- Spa: This whole place is like a wellness wonderland! They have a Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath, Massage, Sauna, Spa/sauna, Steamroom.
- Pools: There's a Pool with view, Swimming pool, and Swimming pool [outdoor].
- Fitness: Fitness center, Gym/fitness.
My Experience: The Sauna Saga
I spent a solid hour in the sauna. Just me and my thoughts (and a lot of sweat). It was fantastic. Until… someone blasted the air conditioning while I was in there. I almost melted. It was like being in a car in the desert with the AC blasting after you turn off the car! But! After that, it was just perfect.
Internet: Finally! (And Then, Not So Much)
Yay for Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! And Internet [LAN]! And Internet services! (Did I miss anything?). It’s a lifeline when you're lost in the hotel's labyrinthine corridors. I thought.
- Wi-Fi in public areas: The internet wasn't bad, but I couldn't use it.
- Internet: The internet was fast and easy to use.
My Experience: The Zoom Call Debacle
I had a client call one morning (because, adulthood). The Wi-Fi signal was, let's just say, unreliable. I ended up pacing the halls, trying to find a decent connection. I swear, I looked like a crazed, tech-dependent hamster on a wheel.
Cleanliness & Safety: Germaphobe Approved (Mostly)
Look, this place is obsessed with hygiene, which is a good thing.
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment. This is basically the checklist of a hypochondriac’s dream come true.
- Room sanitization opt-out available: Cool.
- Daily housekeeping: Great, though I did find a stray crumb on my nightstand. Shhh, don’t tell anyone.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Continued):
- Breakfast in room, Breakfast takeaway service, Bottle of water, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Happy hour, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Snack bar: You won't go hungry.
- Cashless payment service: Easy peasy.
- Alternative meal arrangement: Useful for picky eaters (like me!).
Services and Conveniences: The Overabundance
Here’s where things get really crazy.
- Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Indoor venue for special events, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: All present and accounted for.
- Concierge: They can do anything, apparently. They even offered to find me a unicorn. (I’m not kidding.)
- Convenience store: Because you will inevitably forget something.
- Laundry service: Thank goodness. My suitcase was starting to rebel.
For the Kids: (I have no kids, but still…)
- Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: I didn't experience these personally, but they seemed well-equipped.
My Experience: The Doorman's Faux Pas
I was leaving and, as I did, there was a very confused doorman. "Can I help you with something?" he said as I, with my luggage, tripped over the curb. I said no, as I could tell he was out of it.
Rooms: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Gaudy
- Available in all rooms: You can have an **Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries,
Blackfriars & Beyond: A Highland Humdinger (Or Maybe Just a Highland Humdrum?) - My Inverness Itinerary (God Help Me)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your perfectly-planned, Insta-grammable travelogue. This is the raw, unfiltered truth about my attempt to conquer Inverness, starting with… Blackfriars. Yes, the pub. It's where it all began. Don't judge.
Day 1: Arrival & The Blackfriars Blitz (and the Dreaded Jet Lag)
Morning (ish): Arrived at Inverness Airport. Actually, arrived is a strong word. "Staggered out of a plane smelling vaguely of stale pretzels and existential dread" is more accurate. Jet lag: the gift that keeps on giving. Found my wee B&B – "Clachnaharry House" – which, bless its heart, tried to be charming. Think faded floral wallpaper and a landlady who looked like she'd seen a ghost (maybe she had, this being Scotland and all). Unpacked, collapsed onto the bed for a solid 2.5 hours of fitful sleep, and then woke up convinced someone was trying to steal my left kidney.
Afternoon: Attempted to navigate the city. Got hopelessly lost within five minutes. The street signs are practically hieroglyphics after a transatlantic flight. Found my way to Blackfriars, eventually. My mission: a pint of something local and a hearty meal to ward off the creeping shadows of jet lag and general loneliness.
- Blackfriars Experience (The Good, The Bad, and The Pint-Sized): Okay, let's be real. Blackfriars is the reason I came to Inverness. I'd read about it. I'd dreamed about it. The pub itself is gorgeous, all exposed beams and cozy nooks. The first pint? Glorious. A local ale, smooth and dark, slid down my throat like a velvet dream. The food, though… well, let's just say my "steak pie" was a valiant effort, but the pastry was a tad… resistant. I sat at the bar, eavesdropping shamelessly on the locals. Learnt more Gaelic slang than English.
- Anecdote: There was this elderly gentleman, with a face that looked like he'd lived a hundred lives, telling a rambling story about a runaway sheep named Agnes. I didn’t understand half of it, but his sheer enthusiasm for Agnes was infectious.
- Emotional Reaction: Loved the atmosphere. Found myself feeling strangely at ease. The hubbub, the clinking glasses, the friendly banter… it was a warm hug in a pint glass.
- Quirky Observation: The bartender had a magnificent handlebar mustache. I was half expecting him to start twirling it dramatically between pouring pints.
- Imperfection: Slightly overdid it on the ale. Ended up singing a terrible rendition of "Loch Lomond" at the top of my lungs. Mortified.
- Blackfriars Experience (The Good, The Bad, and The Pint-Sized): Okay, let's be real. Blackfriars is the reason I came to Inverness. I'd read about it. I'd dreamed about it. The pub itself is gorgeous, all exposed beams and cozy nooks. The first pint? Glorious. A local ale, smooth and dark, slid down my throat like a velvet dream. The food, though… well, let's just say my "steak pie" was a valiant effort, but the pastry was a tad… resistant. I sat at the bar, eavesdropping shamelessly on the locals. Learnt more Gaelic slang than English.
Evening: Stumbled back (literally) to the B&B, convinced the floral wallpaper was judging me. Collapsed into bed, dreaming of sheep and questionable pastry.
Day 2: Nessie, Castles & the Caley (or, the Day I Felt like a Tourist)
Morning: Dragged myself out of bed (kidney intact!). Fueled by instant coffee and a sense of vague regret. Today's goal: Loch Ness, the legendary monster, and generally just try to have a plan.
- Transportation: Hired a car. The drive was… interesting. I'm used to driving on the right side of the road. Nearly drove into a ditch attempting to navigate a roundabout. Twice.
- Loch Ness Experience (Nessie or Nothing): Headed to Loch Ness. Took a boat tour, and the views were stunning. Truly stunning. The water was dark and mysterious, ringed by rolling hills. The air was crisp and clean. And… no sign of Nessie. Sigh. The tour guide was very enthusiastic, and I really wanted to believe. I imagined the monster, a big friendly creature, perhaps a friend of Agnes.
- Imperfection: A seagull pooped on my head. Twice.
- Quirky Observation: The boat tour offered a "monster-themed" snack. I opted for the regular biscuit. I am an optimist, after all.
- Side Quest: Visited Urquhart Castle. Spectacular ruins, even if they were crowded with other tourists.
- Emotional Reaction: Felt a thrill of excitement. Then a mild disappointment. Then a profound understanding of why people believe in cryptids. (I really want to believe! Let me have Nessie.)
Afternoon: Visited the Culloden Battlefield. A somber, moving experience. The raw history hit you like a physical blow.
- Stronger Emotional Reaction: Deeply saddened by the stories. So much loss. So much violence. Needed a stiff drink after that.
- Rambling: Thought a lot about the human condition. History is brutal. We're still making the same mistakes.
Evening: Tried (and failed) to find a decent fish and chips shop. Ended up eating a microwaved ready-meal in my B&B room. Depressing.
Day 3: Whiskey, Whims, and a Desperate Plea for Adventure
Morning: Whiskey distillery tour at the Glen Ord Distillery (at least, that's the plan).
- The Whiskey Experience (Doubling Down): I'd been looking forward to this all along. I thought, I thought I really, truly thought this was the highlight of my trip. It was. The tour was brilliant, the history fascinating. The smell of malt, of oak, the knowledge…it was heaven. And the whiskey! The guide, another great storyteller, explained the process, and then we got to sample. Smooth, complex, warm. It was pure magic. I bought a bottle. (If you’re reading this, don't tell my doctor.)
- Quirky Observation: I developed a sudden, inexplicable urge to buy a tartan scarf.
- Emotional Reaction: Pure euphoria.
- Imperfection: May have overdone the tasting.
Afternoon: Attempted a hike (a "gentle stroll" according to the map) near the Caledonian Canal. Got lost. Again. Found a rather grumpy sheep who seemed to judge my choice of footwear.
- Messier Structure: Let's face it, my map-reading skills are on par with a toddler's. The "walk" turned into a muddy trudge through increasingly soggy terrain. My shoes were ruined.
- Anecdote: Ended up chatting with an elderly couple. They'd lived in Inverness their entire lives and had a million stories. They gave me directions (sort of) and a packet of digestives biscuits. They were very kind.
- Rambling: Wondered why I never seem to learn from mistakes. Why do I insist on adventures I'm clearly not prepared for?
Evening: Back to Blackfriars. Necessity. And a desperate plea for a friendly face (and another pint).
Day 4: The Farewell & The Longing
- Morning: A quick walk along the River Ness. Trying to soak it all in, I made myself be present.
- Afternoon: Packed up my things, said a fond (and slightly tearful) goodbye to the floral wallpaper. Headed to Inverness Airport.
- Evening: Sitting on the plane, utterly exhausted but somehow happy. Inverness. She's not perfect, and neither am I. I'm sure I missed something. But I think I found some sort of peace. A love for adventure, and a slight addiction to whiskey? (Maybe that's a problem). But mostly, I loved a place where, despite some mistakes, some seagulls and the very real need to feel seen, I felt like I belonged.
Final Thoughts:
This trip wasn't perfect. It was messy and imperfect, full of screw ups. But it was mine. And I’d go back in a heartbeat. Blackfriars first, of course. Then, another stab at Nessie. Maybe next time I will find her. Maybe next time I'll use a map. Maybe someday I'll be able to properly tie my shoes. But mostly, I hope the next place is as welcoming, and as warm, as Inverness. Until then, Sláinte!
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So, like, what *is* "Life Stuff" anyway? Because seriously, I'm still figuring that out.
Ugh, great question! Honestly? It's everything. From remembering to pay the electric bill (which, let's be real, is a whole THING sometimes) to figuring out if I should finally get that questionable-but-I-secretly-love-it tattoo. It's the big stuff, the small stuff, the stuff that keeps you up at night, and the stuff that makes you burst out laughing in the middle of a Tuesday. It's a glorious, messy soup of existence.
Okay, but *specifically*, what kind of "life stuff" are we talking about here? Like, is this a blog about taxes? Because I'm already sweating.
Whoa, whoa, hold your horses! No, no taxes (unless I accidentally end up owing them majorly and need to vent, then maybe... maybe we'll cover it. Just kidding... mostly). It's more...life-y stuff. Relationships (the good, the bad, and the "what even *was* that?" kind), work (the "fake it till you make it" kind and the kind that makes you want to scream into a pillow), personal growth (or the lack thereof – hey, we're all works in progress, right?), maybe travel (when I actually *manage* to pack a suitcase without forgetting my toothbrush... again). Basically, whatever pops into my frazzled brain on any given day. Think broad strokes, people!
Are you going to be one of *those* super-positive, everything-is-wonderful, "find your inner unicorn" types? Because honestly, my inner unicorn is currently in pajamas, eating ice cream and feeling a bit… meh.
GOD, I hope not! Look, I'm all for finding the good stuff, but let's be real. Life is HARD. There are days when I want to chuck my phone out the window and hide under the covers. I'm not promising rainbows and sunshine every single day. I'm promising REAL. Expect sarcasm, occasional bouts of self-doubt, and a whole lot of messy honesty. If I find my inner unicorn, I'll probably complain about its shedding. We’re in this together, and sometimes that means just acknowledging that things are a bit of a dumpster fire, and that’s okay. It's relatable, right?
So, like, what do you *actually* *do* with your life? Besides, you know, overthink everything and eat copious amounts of instant noodles?
Right? Totally fair. Well, mostly I'm a… well, let's just say I'm working on "things." There's the "day job" (which, let's be honest, sometimes feels like trying to herd cats), writing (the stuff I *want* to do), and trying desperately to keep my plants alive (a constant struggle, to be honest. I swear, they judge me). Oh, and there's the whole "being a human being" thing, which is a full-time job in itself. I try to learn new things. I binge-watch terrible reality TV (don’t judge me, it's research!). And occasionally, I even manage to leave the house. It's an adventure, people. A messy, hilarious, often-exhausting adventure.
And… what about feelings? Are we going to get into the *feelings*? Because, ugh, sometimes I just want to avoid them entirely.
Oh, honey, we're *definitely* going to get into the feelings. That's kind of the point. Listen, avoidance is a perfectly valid coping mechanism… sometimes. But eventually, those feelings? They’re gonna bubble up. And when they do, we're gonna talk about them. Whether it's the joy of a perfect cup of coffee, the rage-inducing frustration of dealing with customer service, or the soul-crushing loneliness that creeps in sometimes…we'll talk about it. It's going to be vulnerable, it's going to be messy, and it's going to be real. Maybe we can even cry together (virtually, of course). The good, the bad, and the ugly. Prepare yourself.
Okay, you mentioned relationships. What’s the deal? Love, loss, friendship… spill the tea.
Ah, relationships. The beautiful, terrifying, wonderful, and sometimes downright bewildering aspects of the human experience. Let me tell you, I have stories. Buckle up, because this is where things get… well, complicated. There’s the epic love story that ended in a dumpster fire (and a surprisingly catchy breakup song on repeat, for months). The friendships that have kept me sane (and occasionally enabled my more questionable decisions). The family dynamics that are… complex. The absolute and utter joy of finding a friend who understands you so well, it’s almost spooky. And yes, the dating app nightmares. Oh, the dating app nightmares… seriously, people, the horror stories I could tell… It doesn't matter if it is friendship, romantic love etc., anything is possible. I've been through quite a lot, and I will certainly tell you all about things that are fun and bad. So there will be plenty of tea to spill.
So, Travel.... You mentioned it earlier. Are you actually going to talk about it?
So, travel. That’s interesting. Because, you see, I… I *want* to be one of those people who jet off to exotic locales, Instagram-friendly beaches. I *dream* of it. But packing? Packing is my nemesis. Let me tell you about the last time I attempted a "relaxing weekend getaway." It was supposed to be bliss, a break from the madness. Except I spent three solid hours packing my suitcase. Three hours! And then, the morning of the trip, I realized I’d FORGOTTEN EVERY SINGLE CHARGER FOR MY ELECTRONICS. My phone, my camera… everything was dead. This is why I'm not one of those instagram models.
Okay, so you're a mess. And you're honest. But, where do we start to get started, how? What is the first topic to tell that we will be able to be related to?
Okay, fine, let's get down to the core. Where do we begin, I suppose? I think, honestly, the first thing to talk about, since you want something relatable, should be... Self-doubt. We all have it. We all deal with it. We all get those moments when we look in the mirror and think: “Who am I? What am I doing?Hotel For Travelers
