In May I turned 40. No biggie. I dealt with and moved on, but this happy occasion gave me the excuse to spend a night in The Savoy with my girlfriend! The Savoy being a luxurious London hotel located along The Strand. We were fortunate to be offered a junior suite upgrade and this is what it was like.
On arrival we walked into the taxi/limo dropoff “Savoy Court” which is the entrance set back way off the street! The turning circle of thich is 25′ – to this day this is the legally required turning circle of all London taxis apparently. On entering through the revolving door we were met by staff who guided us through to a greeting area. This was the first time I’d ever been sat down in a comfortable chair at a vintage desk while two staff welcomed us and checked us in. I guess it’s hardly The Travelodge but something different all the same.
Our room wasn’t quite ready as we’d arrived early, but nothing a complementary cocktail in The American Bar wouldn’t fix. Not wanting to take advantage we happily “settled” for a couple of £18 cocktails (the cheapest on the menu) but both delicious and washed down with complementary snacks which kept being refilled every 10 minutes. I almost treated it as lunch, especially as the stuffed olives were the tastiest I’ve ever eaten! 🙂 The waiter explained the history of the drinks we were having but sadly I can’t remember what my one was called, but the one on the right was a ‘Punk Rock’ consisting of Bacardi Superior rum. Maybe I’ll have to go back to work out what I had!
Shortly afterwards we headed to our room to find our luggage carefully laid out in the room and did the standard rush around the room “discovery dash”. In front of us was the room’s foyer/dressing area, to the left the bedroom and to the right the opulent, checkered floored bathroom, with shower and separate claw footed bathtub. What was particularly special, whether it’s done for every guest or not, was the welcome letter from the manager, chocolate cake and nibbles. Nice touches that I’ve never experienced anywhere else either.
We wanted to make the most of The Savoy itself, and as London is where we both work, there was no need to go off sightseeing, so we lounged around in the hotel room pretty much all afternoon playing tunes out of the Ruark DAB radio, before a pleasant pre-theatre meal downstairs in Kaspar’s Seafood Bar & Grill. If we’d realised that the Savoy had an adjoining theatre (the Savoy theatre) and that Sheridan Smith was in the play ‘Funny Girl’ we’d have gone there instead rather than the arduous 100m walk to the West End 😉
On returning to the hotel post-play we found the bedside lights had been dimmed, slippers laid out by the bed and a bottle of water prepared on the bedside table, but before that it was time to crack open the champagne and take a dip in the deep white clawfoot bathtub … but I’m not showing any pictures of that part of our stay apart from the Instagram photo below.
So The Savoy lived up to, and surpassed all expectations providing many nice personalised touches. I felt very fortuante to be able to stay there for the night as a guest and not just as a curious member of the public popping in for a quick nose around the foyer or ‘Afternoon Tea’ … but that looked lovely too, so I’m sure we’ll go back sometime soon all being well.
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