Bainbridge's Hidden Gem: The Middle House Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into Bainbridge Island's (and my) little secret: The Middle House Awaits! Let's be real, finding a place that feels like a hug, not a hotel, is rare. This place? It's got that vibe. So, let's break it down, messy and all, like a good late-night chat.
First Impressions & Getting There (Accessibility – or Lack Thereof!)
Okay, let's be upfront. I'm not using a wheelchair but reading through the accessibility listing is vital. Wheelchair Accessibility: I'm seeing "Facilities for disabled guests," which sounds promising. But, I can't personally assess it, so call ahead. Get the nitty-gritty. The website boasts "Elevator," which is HUGE. Car Park [free of charge], Car park [on-site] This is great. Finding parking on Bainbridge can be a drag! Airport Transfer is a bonus, but I love a scenic drive. Taxi Service is available, just in case.
The Vitals - What You'll See Before You Pack
- Internet, internet, internet! Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise be! And Internet access – wireless! The world needs to know. Also, I think the Internet access-[LAN] is a thing of the past.
- Cleanliness & Safety: This is where The Middle House really shines. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Rooms sanitized between stays, Professional-grade sanitizing services…Honestly, I'm a bit of a germaphobe (don't judge!), so this puts my mind at ease. This is a HUGE selling point in the age of…well, you know. Hand sanitizer everywhere! Staff trained in safety protocol too. Daily housekeeping - yes, please. Hot water linen and laundry washing - important. Rooms sanitized between stays. And, if you're a worrywart like me, Room sanitization opt-out available! They've thought of everything.
- A Note on the "No Pets Allowed": Aww, bummer for the furry friends. But hey, maybe that's part of what keeps it so clean? (I kid, I kid!)
Rooms: My Room Was My Sanctuary
I'm going to talk about my room - my favorite. Air conditioning? Check. Blackout curtains? Double-check! Cozy Carpeting? YES! Coffee/tea maker? Essentials. Free bottled water? Bless you, Middle House. Hair dryer? Thank goodness. In-room safe box? Always good to have. Internet access, so I could stay in touch. Ironing facilities? Well, you know, for emergencies. Laptop workspace. Linens felt luxurious. Mini bar – temptations. Mirror - yep. Non-smoking. Private bathroom - absolutely. Reading light - perfect for late-night bookworming. Refrigerator - again, perfect! Seating area - I like to lounge…Shower & Separate shower/bathtub. Slippers. Smoke detector. Telephone? I don't think I used. Toiletries - fantastic. Towels - plush. Umbrella. Wake-up service. Wi-Fi [free]. Window that opens - fresh air! The little things matter, and they nailed it. My room was a haven. Absolutely loved having my own space to unwind.
Dining, Glorious Dining (The Middle House Awaits!)
Okay, so I'm a foodie, and The Middle House really impressed me!
- Restaurants & Lounges: Restaurants are always a plus. Bar. Poolside bar – hello, relaxation! Desserts in restaurant. Snack bar. Asian cuisine in restaurant - International cuisine in restaurant. Coffee/tea in restaurant - crucial.
- Food & Beverage Basics: A la carte in restaurant. Bottle of water (thank you!). Breakfast [buffet]. Breakfast service - so important. Coffee/tea in restaurant. Desserts in restaurant. Poolside bar. Room service [24-hour] - this is a major win. Vegetarian restaurant. Western breakfast. Western cuisine in restaurant.
- My Dining Anecdote – The Breakfast Buffet: Okay, so the breakfast buffet. Let's just say I may have gone back for seconds (and thirds!) of the pastries. I didn’t get the Breakfast takeaway service. The Buffet in restaurant was amazing. Asian breakfast was a new experience (I tried the congee!). The scrambled eggs were perfect, the coffee flowed like a river, and the atmosphere was just right. I could easily spend a few hours there. Coffee/tea in restaurant
Things to Do & Ways to Unwind (Heaven, Basically)
Now this is where The Middle House really nails it…
- Spa & Relaxation: Body scrub! Body wrap! Foot bath! Massage! Pool with view! Sauna! Spa! Spa/sauna! Steamroom! Swimming pool! Swimming pool [outdoor]!
- Active Stuff: Fitness center! Gym/fitness!
- My Day at The Spa – Pure Bliss: Okay, I splurged on a massage. Let me tell you, it was a life-altering experience. The masseuse was incredibly skilled, and the atmosphere was so serene. I'm usually a bit of a stressed-out mess, but when I finished, I floated out. Pure bliss. Pool with view? Absolutely! Sauna? Yes, please! Spa? Perfection.
For Families & More (Stuff I Didn't Personally Experience)
- Family Friendly Stuff: Babysitting service. Family/child friendly. Kids facilities. Kids meal.
- For Business (if you must): Audio-visual equipment for special events. Business facilities. Meeting/banquet facilities. Meetings. Seminars. Xerox/fax in business center. Indoor venue for special events. Outdoor venue for special events. Meetings - perfect for a work retreat.
- The “Extras” – The Middle House’s Little Touches:
- Air conditioning in public area. Cash withdrawal. Concierge is always a win. Convenience store. Currency exchange. Daily housekeeping. Doorman. Dry cleaning. Elevator. Essential condiments. Food delivery. Gift/souvenir shop. Invoice provided. Ironing service. Laundry service. Luggage storage. Safety deposit boxes. Shrine. Smoking area. Terrace. Wi-Fi for special events.
The Offer: Escape to Paradise (and Get a Discount!)
Okay, here’s the deal - The Middle House Awaits! is more than a hotel; it's an experience. It’s a chance to detox, unwind, and rediscover the joy of doing absolutely nothing.
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- 15% off your stay! (Because, why not?)
- A complimentary spa treatment. (Imagine that massage!)
- A guaranteed room upgrade (if available) because you deserve it.
- A welcome bottle of local wine. (Cheers to relaxation!)
- Free breakfast every day. (Fuel up, babes!)
- This offer is valid for stays of [X days].
- Hurry, this offer ends on [Date]!
The Middle House Awaits! is not just a stay; it's a memory waiting to be made. Go on! Book your escape. You deserve it!
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're heading to the Middle House, Bainbridge. You know, that place you scroll past on Instagram and think, "Yeah, that looks kinda… serene." Well, I'm about to tell you, it's more than that. It’s messy, it’s emotional, and sometimes, let’s be honest, a complete bloody shambles. Here's my attempt at a travel itinerary that’s less “perfect postcard” and more "drunkenly scribbled on a napkin."
Middle House Mayhem: A Bainbridge Blitz
(Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread in the Yorkshire Dales)
- 14:00: Arrive at the Middle House. Assuming, of course, the blasted GPS doesn’t send me careening into a ditch after a sheep. (Pro Tip: Download offline maps. Seriously.) The drive is beautiful, by the way. So beautiful it almost makes you forget the crippling fear that you're not good enough for this level of quaint.
- 14:30: Check-in. Breathe. The lobby is all exposed beams and that "freshly-baked-bread-meets-expensive-candles" smell that’s designed to make you feel immediately relaxed… and simultaneously inadequate because your life doesn't smell of either. The receptionist is ridiculously charming, which only heightens the anxiety. "Lovely to see you," she chirps. "Take your time settling in!" My internal monologue screams, "I don't have time, I need to unpack, unpack, and then repack my emotional baggage before dinner!"
- 15:00: Room reconnaissance. My room! It's lovely. A roaring fire is apparently awaiting me. Me. Roaring fire. I'll probably set the place alight. Still, there's a window overlooking… fields. Green fields. And a random sheep eyeing me with suspicion. Okay, I think I will survive this place.
- 16:00: Walk around Bainbridge. Okay, it's tiny. Like, Blink-and-you'll-miss-it tiny. A village green, a few stone buildings, and the promise of tea. I wander, feeling like the protagonist in a twee indie film where the plot is "person grapples with their life choices while admiring a particularly well-placed flower pot." I found the local pub (The street, it is called the Street) and almost instantly had a pint because, well, why not?
- 18:00: Prepare for dinner. This is where the real terror kicks in. "Smart casual" they said. "Relaxed elegance" they suggested. My wardrobe consists of jeans, t-shirts and a frankly terrifying sparkly top I wore to a Christmas party five years ago. This will be a disaster.
- 19:30: Dinner at the Middle House restaurant. The food. Oh, the food. It's exquisite. Like, "makes-you-want-to-weep-with-joy" exquisite. The wine list is extensive, the staff are attentive without being suffocating, and I almost drop a fork out of pure embarrassment. Try not to overeat in order not to get the stomachache later. What a lovely evening. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.
(Day 2: Dales Delights (and Deep-Seated Regrets))
- 08:00: Breakfast. The full English. The full, glorious, artery-clogging, worth-every-calorie English. I practically inhale it, fueled by a blend of caffeine and the (slightly paranoid) feeling that I need to make the most of everything.
- 09:00: Hike! Supposedly. I planned a "moderate" walk, but got lost about ten minutes in. Turns out, Yorkshire sheep are expert path-blockers. The views, though… stunning. Seriously, absolutely breathtaking. Like, "makes-you-forget-your-mortality-for-a-brief-moment" stunning. I find a quiet spot, take a seat. It struck me how quiet and wonderful it was. Just me, a field, and the distant bleating of sheep. Bloody fantastic.
- 13:00: Lunch at a village pub. Proper pub grub. Chips that are the perfect balance of crispy and fluffy. And a pint. Always a pint.
- 14:30: The Experience. I'm going back to a spot I found on my hike: A small waterfall. I had never seen anything quite so amazing, and it wasn't a postcard, it was just… there. I sat there for ages, and thought absolutely nothing. It was, honestly, the most serene thing I've ever done. I felt… a little bit lighter. A little less of the weight of the world.
- 19:00: Back to the Middle House. Another dinner at the restaurant. This time, I'm smarter. I know my way around this menu. I order the beef after all I just learned that day, and my god, it was an experience. The wine was even better. Life is pretty good.
- 21:00: Collapsed in my bed. The fire is on. All is good.
(Day 3: Goodbye (and the Lingering Ghost of a Yorkshire Pudding))
- 08:00: One last breakfast. I’m trying to not get sad, or feel too many emotions.
- 09:00: A quick stroll around Bainbridge. One last look at the village green. I buy a postcard, even though I rarely send them. It suddenly feels important.
- 10:00: Checkout. The receptionist is even more charming this time. I, impossibly, feel a little bit sad to leave.
- 10:30: The drive home. The scenery is still stunning, but now I'm mostly thinking about the beef from last night. And that waterfall. And maybe, just maybe, I'll come back. Because despite the inevitable moments of social awkwardness and existential dread, the Middle House, and Bainbridge.. was pretty damn good.
- 13:00: Back home. The world feels…louder. But I have a memory of the Yorkshire Dales, beef and a waterfall to hold onto. And maybe, just maybe, that sparkly top will get another outing. Maybe…
So, uh... What *is* this, exactly? Like, the *point* of the whole thing?
Honestly? I'm still figuring that out. It’s like… trying to herd cats made of glitter. Mostly, it's a collection of thoughts, whims, and stuff I've learned (or *think* I’ve learned) about [insert topic here]. Think of it as my brain vomit, but hopefully with at least a *sprinkle* of usefulness. Hopefully, it doesn't completely stink. Maybe you'll find a nugget in there. Maybe you'll just think I'm a total nutjob. Either is fine, really.
Okay, okay, but *specifically*... What kind of *expertise* do you bring to the table? Are you, like, a certified guru or something?
Certified guru? HA! Honey, the only certification I possess is in *being a human*. I have no official credentials. I'm just a person who's… interested. I've probably spent way too many hours reading and thinking and sometimes staring blankly at a wall... and occasionally, I've actually *done* the thing. So, take my "expertise" with a giant grain of salt, a shot of tequila, and maybe a healthy dose of skepticism. Because lord knows, I'm skeptical of myself half the time. Truth be told, I often feel I’m making it up as I go.
What if I disagree with you? Like, *really* disagree? Are you going to burst into tears?
Oh, honey, you're more than welcome to disagree! In fact, I *encourage* it. I'm just a person, remember? My opinions are as flawed and unpredictable as the weather. As for the tears? Maybe. Depends on the day and how much coffee I've had. If you think I'm dead wrong, politely tell me! Maybe you’ll have a point, and it might actually make me… *gasp* … *learn* something. That would be amazing!!! Or, you know, just move on and find someone who's less of a blabbermouth.
Right now, I’m confused. What are some common *misconceptions* you repeatedly hear?
Oh, the misconceptions! The endless deluge! First, that everything is easy. (Spoiler alert: It's not!). Then, that there’s a single “right” way to do anything. Complete myth, and one I used to *firmly* believe in, by the way. You have to find the path yourself. It's messy, it’s imperfect, and it's *yours*. I have met people who just magically “get it” immediately. I'm not in that category. I'm in the “stumbling and bumbling” category. Don't let anyone tell you it's a flawless journey!
What’s the single *biggest* challenge you’ve had to face? Spill the tea!
Oh, man. One time, I tried to [Insert a specific, relatable, and probably somewhat embarrassing anecdote here, relating to the topic]. It was a complete disaster from the start. I blundered through it, felt like a total idiot, and wanted to crawl under a rock and never be seen again. I actually wanted to quit the whole thing. The hardest part wasn’t the actual *thing*; it was the *feeling* of being a failure. And the imposter syndrome! Don’t even get me started on that! But, you know what? I somehow clawed my way back. I learned a ton. It's all part of the process. Honestly, that mistake taught me more than everything else combined. Now, I can laugh about it... mostly. I’m still a little scarred, okay?
What are three *essential* tips? Give me something useful, please!
Fine, fine, here's some semi useful advice!
- Don't be afraid to screw up. Seriously. Embrace the mess. That's where the good stuff happens.
- Ask a lot of stupid questions. The only stupid question is one you *don't* ask. Trust me, I ask plenty.
- Pace yourself. Trying to do everything at once will burn you out faster than a cheap fuse.
Okay, okay, I'm intrigued... But what if I have *more* questions? Where do I go from here?
First, congrats for making it here! Second, maybe… just maybe… I’ll have something to offer you! Maybe ask me, send me a raven, email me (if I have one, who knows!), or just shout into the void! I’ll probably hear it. And if I don't, I can just pretend I did, add it to my already enormous list of things to think about! Honestly, just get in touch! Who knows, maybe you’ll actually get inspired or something! Let’s be… *imperfect* together!
