
Escape to Fairytale France: Le Clos de La Rousselière B&B Awaits
Escape to Fairytale France: Le Clos de La Rousselière B&B - My Honest, Messy, & Utterly Obsessed Review
Okay, folks, buckle up. Because I just got back from Le Clos de La Rousselière in France, and let me tell you… I’m still dreaming of butter croissants and the gentle clink of wine glasses. This isn’t your typical sterile hotel review. This is me, spilling my guts, the good, the slightly wonky, and the downright magical. Because Le Clos? It's a feeling. And trying to capture it in words is like trying to catch sunshine in a jar.
First, a disclaimer: I, uh, love France. Like, really, really love it. So, my bias is showing. But trust me, even the most jaded traveler will find something to fall for here.
The Basics: Accessibility, Wi-Fi, and the Nitty-Gritty
Alright, let's dive into the practical stuff. Accessibility-wise, I didn't spend too much time inspecting the nooks and crannies of the place, but Facilities for disabled guests were definitely listed. Now, I didn't need them, so I can't give you a firsthand account. But with the elevator and the general vibe, I'd bet they've made a solid effort.
Internet access? Pfft. Forget your worries. Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! (Thank the travel gods!) and it's actually a decent connection. Because let's be honest, we all need to Instagram our croissants, right? There's also Internet [LAN] if you're old-school.
And, yes, because it's become essential in this crazy world, they're on top of Cleanliness and safety. They've got all the usual suspects: Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hand sanitizer everywhere. They even give you the option to Room sanitization opt-out. Which, frankly, is a little reassuring. I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so that all made me breath a sigh of relief.
Rooms That Whisper Sweet French Dreams:
Our room? Oh, the room. It wasn't just a room; it was a cozy cocoon. Air conditioning (thank you, sweet Jesus!), Blackout curtains (essential for those post-lunch naps), and a ridiculously comfortable extra long bed that practically swallowed us whole. We had a private bathroom (duh!), and it had slippers! Real, fluffy, luxury slippers.
The little details made the difference. The complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker, a refrigerator for my crucial wine-related purchases, and a window that opens to let in the sweet, fragrant air. The bathrobes were heaven. The hair dryer worked. And there was even a mirror positioned perfectly for applying lipstick (important!).
Dining, Drinking, and All Things Delicious:
Okay, FOOD. This is where Le Clos truly shines. Forget dieting. You’re in France. Embrace the carbs!
Breakfast was a glorious buffet in restaurant, complete with fresh croissants (obvious!), pain au chocolat (equally crucial), cheeses, charcuterie, and fresh fruit. They also offered an Asian breakfast (not my thing, but hey, options!). Breakfast [buffet]. We did try some Asian cuisine in restaurant, and it's… well, it's in France. It's not the main thing, but it's there if that's your jam.
Lunch? Dinner? The restaurants offered exquisite dishes. The a la carte in restaurant was dreamy. Be warned: the portions are generous. Prepare to loosen your belt. We spent a couple of afternoons in the poolside bar sipping cocktails, absolutely soaking in the incredible views. And the desserts in restaurant? Forget about it. Just. Forget About. It.
Oh, they also have a snack bar (perfect for sneaky afternoon treats), and you can get room service [24-hour].
I have to be honest. The safe dining setup made things feel very safe. There's also a Vegetarian restaurant. The chefs definitely know what they’re doing!
Things to Do (or, More Accurately, Things to Not Do):
Look, the whole point of Le Clos is relaxation. You're not going to be running marathons here. You might be tempted to spend all day by the swimming pool [outdoor], which has a pool with a view. I mean, I almost did.
They have a Spa, with the Spa/sauna options, and the steam room is a delight. I got a glorious Body scrub (my skin thanked me!), and I heard whispers of a Massage which made me a little envious. I didn't find the Gym/fitness center, but that's likely a good thing.
For those feeling especially romantic, there’s even a Couple's room! (Hint hint!)
The "Stuff" You Need to Know About Services & Amenities:
They have the basics covered: Daily housekeeping, Laundry service (thank God), Concierge, Luggage storage, the works. They also do Food delivery, which I didn't use.
There’s a convenience store for essentials and last minute snacks. They’ve got a gift/souvenir shop – a great way to grab a bottle of wine as a memory.
For the Kids:
I didn’t see any (thankfully). They do have Babysitting service and an offer of Kids meal, so yes, Family/child friendly.
The Bit That Got to Me: The Unspoken Magic
Okay, I'm going to get a little mushy now, but bear with me. Le Clos isn't just about fancy rooms and good food. It's about the feeling. The air just smells different there, cleaner and a little bit like lavender and happiness. You could go on a Seminars, or Meetings/banquet facilities but, trust me, just kick back.
The staff? Utterly charming. They weren't just doing their jobs; they genuinely seemed to care that you were having a good time. I remember one of the waiters, a young guy with the most infectious laugh. He loved his job. You could just tell.
My Honest Imperfections & Quirks:
Okay, I’ll get real for a second. The Wi-Fi did cut out once. And getting up the hill to the front door after one too many glasses of rosé was a bit of a hike. And the smoking area was a little close to the entrance.
But honestly? These are tiny imperfections. Because even when it wasn’t perfect, it was perfect.
My Persuasive Call to Action (AKA Why You HAVE to Book This Place):
Are you looking for the ultimate escape? A place to unwind, recharge, and soak up the beauty of the French countryside? Then, Le Clos de La Rousselière is calling your name.
Here’s the deal: Imagine lazy mornings with croissants and that breakfast [buffet]! Days spent lounging by the Pool with view. Evenings filled with exquisite meals. And nights spent drifting off to sleep in a room that feels like a warm hug.
Le Clos de La Rousselière isn't just a hotel; it's an experience. It's a chance to disconnect from the everyday and reconnect with yourself, your partner, or just your love of delicious food.
Book your escape to Le Clos de La Rousselière TODAY. Get your Airport transfer, settle in and be prepared to fall in love with the fairytale. You deserve it. And frankly, I might just book again myself. Don't miss this chance to experience the magic of France like never before!
Nantes Getaway: Unbeatable Luxury at Best Western Nuit De Retz!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, 'cause you're about to get real with my Francueil adventure. Forget your pristine itineraries, this is the unvarnished truth, splattered with wine stains and existential dread (kidding… mostly). We're talking Le Clos de la Rousselière B&B, and trust me, it was a ride.
Day 1: Arrival & Accidental Wine Disaster
- Morning (Let's say… 10:00 AM, after a train that felt like it ran on molasses): Arrived at the B&B. It's absolutely charming, I'll give it that. Stone walls, ivy everywhere, a postcard come to life. But, I was still recovering from the red-eye, and the sheer amount of floral wallpaper in the breakfast room almost sent me running back to the station. (Side note: packing cubes are a LIFESAVER. Seriously, thank you, whoever invented them).
- Afternoon: (1:00 PM-ish, after a frantic search for a decent café): The owner, Madame Dubois, is a whirlwind of energy. She speaks English… kind of. Her French is flawless, her English… delightful in its imperfections. We managed to navigate check-in, and I think I understood everything about the breakfast situation. (Emphasis on think). After an hour of that, I was ready for a nap, but I knew what I really needed was my coffee and a bit of exploration.
- Late Afternoon (3:00): The real disaster struck. I went to visit the local vigneron and I bought a bottle of wine, because, France. I was feeling ambitious and decided to walk back to Clos without a taxi, you know, enjoy the scenery. It was all going swimmingly, until I tripped on a rogue cobblestone. My wine bag flew across the road, and I let out a scream which I am sure that Madame Dubois heard. The wine bottle broke, the bag ripped and… well, it looked like something out of a horror movie. I think I cried.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Back at the B&B, covered in red wine, and feeling utterly defeated. Madame Dubois, bless her heart, found the whole thing hilarious. She insisted on making me a proper French dinner. It tasted like redemption.
Day 2: Castles, Canals, & Culinary Catastrophes
- Morning (8:00 AM, despite the wine-soaked memories of the day before): Breakfast! Madame Dubois's croissants. Perfection. Fuelled by carbs and a newfound appreciation for cobblestones (kidding!), I was off to explore the Loire Valley.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Visit the Château de Chenonceau. This place is unreal. A castle built on a bridge?! Ridiculous. I wandered the gardens, pretending I was a queen, and secretly judging everyone else's outfits. (Fashion is important, people!). The reflections in the water were mesmerizing. For all my struggles, this castle was something else.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Lunch at a brasserie near the castle. I "tried" to order in French. It. Did. Not. Go. Well. I ended up with something that looked suspiciously like a raw onion sandwich. I ate some and pretended that I love onions. I think the poor waiter could sense the internal struggle.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): The canals are a beautiful sight. The sun was going down.
- Evening (7:00 PM): My second attempt at dinner in Francueil. Tonight, it was the best meal. I thought I was in heaven. The ingredients were fresh, the flavors were amazing, I ate slowly so I could take it all in… and then I ruined it. I spilled my water, all over the table. I'm sure I am a clutz and a hazard the beautiful B&B.
Day 3: Trying to be a tourist, and failing.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Breakfast, I'd like to consider myself a regular at Madame Dubois' now. Croissants, jam, a coffee and a smiling exchange.
- Morning (10:00 AM): My plan was to be a tourist. I decided to go to a market so I could practice my French with locals. I got completely lost trying to drive, I was trying to say "Bonjour" very loudly, and I was sweating.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): On the way back, I was really hungry. I wanted a good meal. I spent 30 minutes trying to find a restaurant, and I ended up at the same brasserie yesterday.
- Afternoon (3:00 PM): I was defeated. I went back to the B&B and decided to rest.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Madame Dubois asked me to go into the kitchen so she could make a special dinner. It was beautiful. I was feeling so grateful.
Day 4: Leaving
- Morning (8:00 AM): Last breakfast (sob). Madame Dubois gave me a hug. Tears were shed. (Maybe a little).
- Morning (9:00 AM): Train home. Leaving Le Clos de la Rousselière felt like leaving a quirky, warm, slightly chaotic, yet utterly wonderful family.
- Later: Reflecting, I realized that the "perfect" trip is overrated. It's the mess, the stumbles, the accidental wine baths, the onion sandwiches… those are the memories that stick. And Francueil, with its imperfect charm, carved itself a little piece of my heart. I'll be back. Even if I have to take the train a few more times.
P.S. If you go, tell Madame Dubois I said "Bonjour!" And be careful around the cobblestones. You've been warned. And don't even try to order in French. Just point. You'll understand what I mean.
Escape to Paradise: Stunning 3-Bed Seaside Haven in East Wittering!
So, this "Escape to Fairytale France" thing... is it *actually* fairytale-y? Like, unicorns and stuff?!
Okay, let's be clear: No unicorns. Sadly. I was *seriously* disappointed about that. I was picturing myself riding a majestic white beast through fields of lavender. But, the reality? Le Clos de La Rousselière *does* feel like stepping into a storybook. Think more charming cottage, less Disney. Think overgrown gardens, cobblestone paths, and a general sense of "Oh, *this* feels like a place time forgot". I spent the first hour just wandering around, giggling like a loon because it was just… gorgeous. Seriously, I nearly tripped over a particularly picturesque rose bush admiring the freaking architecture. So, fairytale-lite? Yes. Unrealistic expectations shattered? Also yes. But the *good* kind of shattered, where you find beauty in the real, not the manufactured.
The website says "Le Clos de La Rousselière B&B". How is the "B&B" part? Does it suck? Because some B&Bs… ugh.
Okay, hold on. This is a crucial question. I've had some *horrendous* B&B experiences. Think lumpy mattresses, rock-hard croissants, and a landlady who hoarded all the hot water. Le Clos? THANK GOD, it was NOT that. The breakfast? Oh. My. God. Seriously, I'm still dreaming about the freshly baked bread. And the croissants? Flaky, buttery, utterly divine. There was homemade jam. And cheese. And coffee that actually tasted like coffee, not swamp water. The owners, Pascal and Marie, were *amazing*. They were friendly, helpful, and Pascal clearly takes breakfast VERY seriously. He practically *glowed* with pride when I complimented him on the pain au chocolat. Can’t help but to rave about this. I'm not kidding about the breakfast. I almost missed my flight home because I was too busy stuffing my face. Don't skip breakfast. Seriously, *don't*. You'll regret it.
What's the *closest* airport, and how much of a pain is it to get there? Because I'm lazy.
Alright, I get it. Travel is tiring. From what I looked up, the airport is around the Nantes Atlantique Airport, which is a bit away. But honestly, consider renting a car. The drive through the countryside is part of the experience! Yeah, you'll have to navigate the French roads, which can be "interesting" (read: the drivers are a little… *enthusiastic*). But, the scenery is breathtaking. Seriously, I spent half the time staring out the window, completely oblivious to where I was going. Also, having a car gives you freedom; you can explore charming little villages, go wine tasting (which I highly recommend!), and generally get lost (in the best way possible). Getting lost is something I'm well acquainted with, and a car makes it much more exciting!
The website photos are pretty, but like, what's the *vibe* like at this place? Romantic? Relaxed? Or is it all stuffy with rules?
Okay, so, the photos don't lie. But they also don't convey the *feel* of the place. "Romantic" is definitely a thing. If you're looking for a place to bring your partner and look all lovey-dovey, go for it! But I was travelling solo and it was still amazing. The vibe is more like… relaxed charm. Think comfortable elegance, rather than overly formal. There's a certain… *je ne sais quoi*. You know? Like, you can just *be*. The owners were welcoming, and I felt instantly at ease. They genuinely cared about making sure everyone had a good time. No stuffy rules, just good vibes. So, yes, you can wear a fancy dress, but you can also show up in jeans and a t-shirt without feeling out of place. It's about feeling comfortable and enjoying yourself. And drinking a glass of wine whilst watching the sunset. Which I did. Often.
Let's talk about the rooms. Were they actually nice? I'm picky.
Okay, let's be real. I am *also* picky. I've stayed in hotel rooms that looked like they hadn't been updated since the 70s, and I've got standards. The rooms at Le Clos? Yes, they are actually nice. VERY nice. They're all individually decorated. Mine had this gorgeous antique furniture and a bathroom that was… well, it was nicer than my bathroom at home, and let's just say, my bathroom is *passable*. Everything was spotless. The bed was comfortable. The décor was charming, but not overwhelming. But they also had a slight quirkiness, some interesting details that made it feel less like a generic hotel room and more like you're staying in a beautifully restored old house. Honestly, if I was being really picky (and I am), I might have preferred a slightly firmer mattress. But that's really me splitting hairs. And they were clean. Seriously clean! And safe. I’m a worrier and felt totally safe. 10/10 rooms. Would definitely stay in again.
I'm worried about my French. Is that going to be a problem? I can barely order a croissant.
Okay, deep breaths. You don't need to be fluent to enjoy Le Clos. Pascal and Marie both speak excellent English, so communication won't be an issue. They're also incredibly patient with people who are trying to speak French, even if you butcher the pronunciation (which, let's be honest, I did… a lot). They actually, *appreciate* the effort. So, go for it. Try your French, even if it's just "Bonjour" and "Merci." You'll feel like you've accomplished something, even if you end up accidentally ordering a plate of snails when you were aiming for a salad. And hey, snails are pretty good, sometimes. Just be brave, give it a go, and don't let the fear of sounding foolish hold you back. This is France! Everyone's friendly (mostly!).
Anything to do nearby? Or will I be stuck in the middle of nowhere?
Okay, "middle of nowhere" is a bit harsh. It's in a lovely, peaceful area. There's plenty to do! You're not *miles* from the coast. And there's the local villages. Lots of charming little towns to explore, markets to wander through, and restaurants to experience. If you like history, there are chateaux and local museums. You can go wine tasting. Seriously. Wine tasting. And honestly, even if there *wasn't* anything else to do, I would've been perfectly happy just lounging around the B&B, reading a book in the garden, or chatting with Pascal and Marie. I'm a big fan of disconnecting, you know? Just *being*. It's the perfect place to recharge your batteries and to actually just... relax. I spent far too long on my phone, but I did have a little escape from constant contact. And I needed that.
Rooms And Vibes
