Escape to Paradise: Your Await at Colonial House Motel, Kerikeri!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a Kerikeri escape – the Colonial House Motel!. And let me tell you, after reading that name, I’m already picturing rocking chairs, cocktails, and a serious lack of responsibilities. Let’s see if the reality lives up to the fantasy, and I'll be honest, my expectations are high.
First, the Basics (and the Annoyingly Necessary SEO Stuff):
So, you're looking for a Kerikeri hotel? You wanna ESCAPE, right? Stress melting off you like butter on a hot crumpet? Colonial House Motel. Kerikeri. Escape to Paradise. Got it? Good. Because Google does. Look, I'm not just here to wax poetic about the potential for poolside bliss (though, let's be honest, I am here for that). We're talking Accessibility, Cleanliness, Dining Options (crucial!), and all that jazz. And yes, FREE Wi-Fi in ALL rooms! (Hallelujah! I'm freelance, need me internet!). This is important for those of us who need to stay connected while also disconnecting. Got it?
The Good Stuff: Where Dreams (Possibly) Come True
Okay, deep breath. Let's imagine the possibilities.
- Relaxation Central: Okay, let's go for the easy stuff first – ways to relax. We’re talking pool with a view. Now, I'm a sucker for a good view, particularly when I'm floating in water. Then there's a spa, sauna, steamroom. Are we getting fancy here? Maybe. This could be the ultimate chill zone. I can picture it now… a body wrap, a foot bath… yes, please.
Now, let's talk about the poolside bar. Someone, please tell me there are drinks with tiny little umbrellas involved? I’m a sucker for those.
Eating and Drinking: The Fuel of Happiness: Here’s where my inner foodie kicks in. A restaurant with an a la carte menu? YES. Also, buffet in restaurant, I gotta say. And happy hour?! Sign. Me. Up. Coffee/tea in restaurant is pretty standard, but I appreciate it. They have Asian cuisine in restaurant! (which is a bonus, I love it). I'm hoping for the best. I need a good breakfast to fuel my day of doing absolutely nothing (or maybe, you know, exploring Kerikeri, but let's not get ahead of ourselves).
Cleanliness & Safety: Let's Get Real (Because COVID): Okay, this is the new normal, and it's important. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. Rooms sanitized between stays? HUGE check. Hand sanitizer? Essential. Staff trained in safety protocol? Good. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter? Important. The fact that they have sanitized kitchen and tableware items makes me feel a whole lot safer. This is essential for my risk tolerance.
The Not-So-Great (or What Could Be Better):
Look, I can't guarantee everything will be perfect. Here's where the research helps, and I’m basing this on the available data:
- Accessibility: I see "facilities for disabled guests", which is good, but how extensive is it? Is it truly wheelchair accessible? Concrete details on specific room features are important.
- Internet: While Free Wi-Fi is great (and a lifesaver!), how good is it? Is it fast enough to stream a movie without buffering every five seconds? That's a must. Also, Internet [LAN] suggests older technology.
- For the Kids: Babysitting service? Interesting. Are there kids facilities? Maybe a playground? The website needs to clarify.
My "Escape to Paradise" Offer – Because Selling You is Easier Than Selling Myself:
Okay, here's the pitch. Forget your worries, ditch the emails, and silence the phone. Escape to Colonial House Motel and book your Kerikeri adventure.
Here’s the deal:
- Embrace the chill: Book a Spa package, and get 20% off the massage.
- Foodie Paradise: Get free meals and drinks.
- Stay Connected: With Free Wi-Fi, and all that other technology.
This is what you get:
- Guaranteed Cleanliness & Safety: Your health is a priority.
- The perfect base for exploring Kerikeri.
- Stress-Free Booking: Make it a breeze.
Think of it this way: You deserve a break. And Colonial House Motel might be the place to do it.
But the Real Test:
The true test of any hotel isn’t just the brochure; it's the experience. The real magic of a place isn't the amenities; it's the vibe.
And here's the kicker, I haven't BEEN yet. I'm going off the available information. I don't know what sort of soul this place has. Is it a cozy, family-run haven, or a sterile, corporate experience? This review is based on the possibility of paradise. That's what I am hoping for.
So, here's the bottom line:
If you're looking for a Kerikeri escape with potential for relaxation, good food, and a safe, clean environment, Colonial House Motel is worth considering. Do your own research. Let me know how it goes!
Final, rambling thoughts:
Maybe the best thing about this review is, it's not a final verdict. It's a promise of possibility. It means the Colonial House Motel could be amazing. Or maybe not. But hey, that's the fun, right? Take a risk. Live a little. Escape somewhere. And tell me all about it. Because now I want to go!
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn’t going to be one of those pristine, picture-perfect travel guides you see online. This is the real deal. This is my messy, glorious, sometimes panicked, and hopefully hilarious trip to the Colonial House Motel in Kerikeri, New Zealand. Prepare for ALL the feels (and maybe a bit of seasickness).
Kerikeri Kerfuffle: A Colonial House Catastrophe… or Comedy? (Probably both)
Day 1: Getting There (and Questioning ALL Life Choices)
- 6:00 AM: Alarm screams. Me screams louder. Why did I think a 24-hour journey to the other side of the world was a good idea? Pretty sure my internal organs are already plotting a revolt.
- 7:00 AM: Airport chaos. Managed to spill coffee down my front. Classic. Pretty sure I’ve already offended at least three people with my general lack of grace.
- 12:00 PM (ish): Flight #1. Survived takeoff. Celebrated with a tiny, overpriced bag of pretzels. Pretty sure I’m the only one who thinks airplane food is a national tragedy. Also, I’m convinced the air conditioning is actively trying to dry out my eyeballs.
- 2:00 PM (again, ish): Layover in… somewhere. Can’t remember. Too stressed. The airport smells vaguely of sadness, and I’m starting to feel like a particularly weary travel-sized tin of sardines. Attempted to purchase a decent coffee. Failed. My travel angst is intensifying.
- 10:00 PM (NZ Time): FINALLY! Touchdown in Auckland. The air smells different here, cleaner. Maybe New Zealand isn't a total scam after all. Still haven’t showered. Pretty sure I’m becoming one with my travel clothes.
- 11:30 PM: Managed to get the rental car. This tiny, beat-up thing is now going to be my home and driving companion for the next ten days, I'm scared, but I am also giddy.
- 1:00 AM: Arrive in Kerikeri. The drive was dark and I was tired and I went the wrong way. So much for my 'genius' planning. Roll into the Colonial House Motel. It's charming, I guess? The room key feels like it's from the Victorian era. Pretty sure the ghost of a particularly chatty sheep farmer is going to haunt me tonight.
- 1:15 AM: Fall into bed. Pray to the travel gods for a solid 8 hours of sleep, uninterrupted by jet lag, existential dread, or the aforementioned sheep farmer.
Day 2: Kerikeri's Charms (And My Blunders)
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Sun is shining! The world doesn't seem like a terrible place anymore.
- 9:00 AM: Wandering the grounds of the motel. It's quite nice surprisingly. The Colonial House's gardens are a mix of slightly overgrown and charmingly wild. Spotted a fantail flitting about! This might be the first time I've been near a bird I didn't want to run away from.
- 10:00 AM: Exploring Kerikeri town. Visited the Stone Store and Kemp House, the oldest wooden building in New Zealand. Felt briefly overwhelmed to be surrounded by so much history. Nearly tripped over a cobblestone. My clumsy reign of terror continues.
- 11:00 AM: Mission Station Bay Walk. Ooh, the water! The sun! The views! Took a ton of photos, mostly of the same things – the water, the sun, the views. Then, I encountered something that's now become a core memory: a very friendly sea turtle. I sat in the sand, for what felt like hours, watching this magnificent creature swim near the shore. It was so humbling. This is the kind of moment that makes all the travel headaches worth it.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch… and another blunder. Found a cute café in town, got a burger, and then accidentally ordered a side of "kumara chips" thinking it was something like regular fries. It ended up being sweet potato fries sprinkled with some weird spice. I ate it, but I missed my fries.
- 2:00 PM: Attempted to visit the Rainbow Falls. Followed Google Maps. Ended up lost in the woods for an hour. (This is a running theme.) Eventually found the falls. Beautiful, obviously. But mostly relieved to have escaped the clutches of the forest.
- 4:00 PM: Relaxing back at the motel. Read a book, and soaked up the sun. There are so few places where one can simply be.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant. Beautiful food, but the waitress was a bit abrupt. I think she sensed my complete lack of navigational skills.
- 8:30 PM: Bedtime ritual. Reflect on the day. Feel a strange mix of exhaustion and exhilaration.
Day 3: Deeper Exploration (And Maybe Less Directionally Challenged?)
- 9:00 AM: Trying to be productive and plan out the day. First on the list is a hike around the Puketi Kauri Forest!
- 10:00 AM: Puketi Kauri Forest. This place is amazing! Giant trees looming over me that are centuries old, I couldn't help but be awestruck. I felt connected to something much bigger than myself.
- 12:00 PM: Picnic lunch near the forest. Then, decided to explore the nearby hiking trails, which were way longer than I expected. Started to feel like I would never make it back to the car, but the beauty of the forest kept me going.
- 5:00 PM: Back in Kerikeri. Washed my hiking clothes at the Colonial House's Laundromat.
- 7:00 PM: Tried one of the Colonial House's recommendations for dinner. It was a disaster. The food was bland and the service was slow.
- 8:00 PM: Back at the motel. I'm starting to like this place - you get a sense of how much time and effort has been put into it.
Day 4: A Day Trip (Hopefully Without Getting Utterly Lost)
- 9:00 AM: Decided on a day trip to Paihia & the Bay of Islands. Ferry to Russell.
- 10:30 AM: Ferry to Russell. Russell is charming and quaint and oh-so-photogenic.
- 11:30 AM: Visited the Russell Museum. More history, more learning. Trying to soak it all in.
- 1:00 PM: Fish and chips for lunch. The best fish and chips in the Bay of Islands!
- 3:00 PM: Sailing on the Bay of Islands, and seeing the Hole in the Rock. Incredible! The boat tipped a bit while we tried to get up close to the rock, I got wet, but it was worth it.
- 6:00 PM: Arrived back at the Colonial House. Ready for a long, hot bath.
Day 5: Recovery Day (And a Deep Dive into… Cheese)
- 9:00 AM: Slept in! Feeling a little less like a crumpled piece of paper.
- 10:00 AM: Decided to stay in Kerikeri and explore the local market. Found the most incredible cheese shop. Spent an hour there. Sampled everything. Bought enough cheese to feed a small army. Zero regrets.
- 12:00 PM: Picnic lunch. Cheese, crackers, fruit (from the local market). A symphony of deliciousness. Sat by the river. Bliss.
- 2:00 PM: More wandering. Found a hidden garden. Read a book. Just… breathed.
- 5:00 PM: Back at the motel. Started packing, since I have to leave tomorrow . Feeling a bit sad.
- 7:00 PM: Farewell dinner at a nice restaurant. More delicious food. More reflection.
Day 6: Going Home (And Saying Goodbye to the Sheep Farmer?)
- 8:00 AM: Final breakfast at the Colonial House. Said a silent farewell to the ghost sheep farmer. (I think he's gone now.)
- 9:00 AM: Checking out. Sad to leave, but also surprisingly ready to go home. This trip has been messy, imperfect, and utterly unforgettable.
- 10:00 AM: Drive back to Auckland. One last scenic drive.
- 4:00 PM: Auckland airport. The end is nigh.
- **5:00 PM
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