Torquay Getaway: Inglewood Palm Hotel's Abbey Sands Paradise Awaits!

Inglewood Palm Hotel, Abbey Sands Torquay Torquay United Kingdom

Torquay Getaway: Inglewood Palm Hotel's Abbey Sands Paradise Awaits!

Torquay Getaway: Inglewood Palm Hotel's Abbey Sands Paradise Awaits! – A Review That's Probably Too Honest (But Totally Worth Reading)

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to delve headfirst into the Inglewood Palm Hotel’s "Abbey Sands Paradise Awaits!" in Torquay. Forget those perfectly curated travel blogs – this is the real deal, warts and all. I'm talking accessibility, spa bliss, food fiascos, and enough Wi-Fi to melt your motherboard (although, thankfully, I didn't). Expect the occasional tangent, because, well, life.

First Impressions & Getting Grounded (Or, You Know, Trying)

The arrival… Well, it wasn't exactly paradise material at first. Finding the place was a bit of a treasure hunt, thanks to the usual chaotic British signage. But once you're in the Torquay bubble, the views are stunning! The hotel exterior itself is a bit… well, it doesn't scream "Instagram influencer," but it's charming in a slightly faded (and slightly endearing) "seaside hotel" kind of way. There’s on-site parking, which is a godsend because parking in Torquay can be a nightmare – especially if you're, like me, incapable of parallel parking without causing a minor traffic jam. Speaking of which, Car park [free of charge] is a HUGE win, and Car park [on-site] is a lifesaver.

Accessibility: Does it Cater to All?

Accessibility is a massive deal for me, and I'm thrilled to report this place has some effort around that. The elevator is a must-have blessing. I was able to use facilities for disabled guests as well. It was a great relief.

Rooms: My Sanctuary (and a Crash Course in Blackout Curtains)

My room? Decent. Clean. The air conditioning was a life-saver considering that the weather was so unpredictable - British summers, am I right? The bed had a pretty comfy, and the blackout curtains… oh, those glorious, light-banishing curtains! They were a godsend for a light sleeper like myself! Seriously, I could have slept through a nuclear explosion in that room. There’s air conditioning, a desk for my (brief) bursts of work, a safety deposit box, and in-room Wi-Fi [free] – a major plus. Also, how about a refrigerator! (Very nice!). The slippers and bathrobes? Nice touch. There’s also a mirror which is a very big help.

But! There were some imperfections. The coffee/tea maker could have been better (the coffee tasted a bit like dishwater), and the internet access – LAN and Internet access – wireless were a bit spotty at times.

The Food Frenzy: From Breakfast Buffets to Midnight Snacks

Alright, let's talk food. Breakfast [buffet] was a highlight. I may or may not have accidentally eaten three croissants. And the Asian breakfast was a nice touch! The bar was great at the end of each day. The restaurants themselves were good overall, but it's a bit of a culinary gamble. I encountered a bland soup and a lackluster salad. Room service [24-hour] is a fantastic comfort.

Spa Day Dreams and Fitness Foibles

The spa? Oh, the spa… Body scrub, body wrap, foot bath, massage, sauna, spa/sauna, steamroom, swimming pool [outdoor], and pool with view! (Wow!). Total bliss. I got a massage and could have stayed there all day. The fitness center, on the other hand? Well, it exists. Let's just say it's a "functional" space. Be prepared for basic equipment and a distinct lack of air conditioning. Seriously, the gym was so hot I think I lost five pounds in sweat alone.

Relaxation Zones: A Bit of Everything

There's lots to keep you busy. I wasn't able to use the Babysitting service, but for families who need that, it is a major life-saver. The family/child friendly is great for them. The Kids facilities are also there which is also a huge plus! I also managed to enjoy the terrace.

Cleanliness and Safety: The (Hopefully) Germ-Free Zone

The hotel clearly takes cleanliness seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, hand sanitizer everywhere, and rooms sanitized between stays gave me some peace of mind. They are taking it seriously.

The Tech Stuff: Wi-Fi, Internet, and the Fine Print

Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! – Music to my ears. And it actually worked most of the time. However, The Internet connectivity was a bit fiddly in the rooms at times.

Services & Conveniences: The Good, the Bad, and the Slightly Odd

Daily housekeeping? Brilliant. Concierge? Helpful, though occasionally a bit overwhelmed. The dry cleaning, laundry service, and ironing service are handy. The gift/souvenir shop is… well, it's there. I'm convinced half the souvenirs are from the 1980s. Contactless check-in/out is also very helpful, and I very much appreciated the cashless payment service to reduce risk of exposure to germs.

Overall Impression: Worth a Look?

Look, Torquay Getaway: Inglewood Palm Hotel isn't perfect. Nothing ever is. But it's a solid choice. With a bit of effort, it could easily be a 5-star stay! The spa is amazing, the staff is generally friendly, the location can't be beaten, and the blackout curtains are a game-changer. If you're looking for a relaxing getaway with a bit of character (and a healthy dose of potential for minor mishaps), then yes, this is worth a shot.

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Inglewood Palm Hotel, Abbey Sands Torquay Torquay United Kingdom

Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your sanitized, Instagram-filtered travel blog. This is the real deal. My Torquay trip, centered around the Inglewood Palm Hotel, and let me tell you, it's a saga!

The Torquay Tango: A Whirlwind of Sun, Sea, and Slightly-Too-Much-Tea

(Day 1: Arrival and Immediate Regret (Kidding! Mostly))

• 14:00: Arrive at Exeter Airport. Now, the plan was a smooth train journey. The plan. Reality? A frantic dash for a taxi because the train was "delayed" due to "leaves on the line". Honestly, it's always leaves, isn't it? Anyway, taxi guy, Barry, bless his cotton socks, was a fountain of local knowledge, which, let's face it, mainly involved complaining about traffic and the price of petrol.
• 15:30: Check into the Inglewood Palm Hotel. Oooooh, the Inglewood! I'd seen the pictures online and thought, "quaint, charming, maybe a little faded, but hey, character!" Turns out, "faded" was putting it mildly. Think a floral wallpaper explosion from the 70s had a baby with a slightly grumpy, old-school seaside guesthouse. But, you know what? It had charm. Sort of. A very weathered, slightly dusty charm.
• 16:00: Unpack. Discover my suitcase is apparently the breeding ground for a family of rogue socks. And my favorite scarf? Yeah, it's been befriended by a stray cat's fur. Sigh.
• 16:30: Tea. Mandatory. The Inglewood's tea room? A vintage time capsule. The teacups were delicate, the tea was strong (perfect, I needed it after the sock situation), and the biscuits were… well, let's just say they weren't exactly the height of culinary achievement. But they were comforting, and the view out over the sea made up for it.
• 17:30: Wandering along the Abbey Sands. The sea air is doing wonders. Walking by the beach it smells like the ocean and fish and chips, the sun is on my face, a feeling of blissful peace.
• 19:00: Dinner at a local pub (The… uh, what was it called? Doesn't matter, they all look the same!). Fish and chips. Because, obviously. And a pint of something brown and fizzy. Bliss. Except… I ordered a side salad. And it looked like it had been prepped sometime in the last ice age. The lettuce was wilting, the tomatoes were… well, they weren't. They were resisting the passage of time in a way that was frankly disturbing.
• 21:00: Collapse into bed. Exhausted, slightly disappointed by the salad, but mostly content. This is it - proper holiday.

(Day 2: The Torquay Tourist Trap and a Brush with Disaster… and Delicious Ice Cream)

• 08:00: Wake up to the sound of seagulls screeching. Apparently, they're the alarm clock of Torquay.
• 08:30: Breakfast at the Inglewood. The "full English" arrived looking slightly depressed. But the toast was good. Always a win.
• 09:30: Torquay Harbor. Very pretty. Felt like a walking cliché snapping pictures of the boats.
• 10:30: A boat trip. I'm not a huge fan of boats, I get a bit queasy. The sea was a bit choppy, and I nearly lost my breakfast feeling very, very green. But the views were stunning. The coastline is really impressive.
• 12:00: Ice Cream. Needed after the boat trip. Ice cream is essential. I found a little place away from the main drag – a real, old-fashioned ice cream parlor the likes of which are sadly getting fewer and further between. The man behind the counter was ancient and had seen it all. Anyway, I ordered two scoops of chocolate-fudge, and I swear it was the best ice cream I've ever tasted. I could have stayed there all day drowning in ice cream. Honestly, it was so good I almost contemplated writing my will, and leaving my ice cream fortune to the shop.
• 13:00: A stroll along the beach
• 15:00: Quick nap to recharge my batteries.
• 16:00: I decided to explore the "Kents Cavern". I'm not an archeologist, but I was fascinated by the experience.
• 18:00: Found a little cafe with a perfect view of the sea and had another cream tea. Because when in Rome!
• 19:30: Dinner at a seafood restaurant. A little fancier than the pub, and the food was divine. The scallops were melt-in-your-mouth perfection, and the wine was… well, the wine was gone far too quickly.
• 22:00: Back to the Inglewood. Crash.

(Day 3: Culture, Clumsiness, and a Farewell Fish and Chips)

• 09:00: A slightly more subdued breakfast. Too much wine, maybe.
• 10:00: Visited Torre Abbey. Fascinating. Especially the art gallery. I'm not a huge art buff, but the paintings were really good.
• 12:00: Lunch at a little cafe I'd spotted earlier. Had a sandwich, which was nice enough I guess.
• 13:00: Back to the hotel, to get ready to leave town.
• 15:00: Final trip to the beach. I bought a silly hat.
• 16:00: Farewell Fish and Chips. Because, tradition.
• 17:00: Taxi to train station. Leaves on the line, again. You're kidding me.
• 18:00: Train to the airport.
• 19:00: Flight back
• 22:00: Home, and back to real life.

Observations, Rambles, and Emotional Rollercoasters:

• The Inglewood Palm Hotel: Bless its slightly wonky heart. It wasn't perfect, but the staff were lovely, the location was great, and it had bags of character. Would I go back? Possibly. Maybe I'd take extra socks next time though.
• The Seagulls: They're ruthless. They'll steal your chips, your ice cream, and possibly your sanity. Be warned.
• The Weather: Mostly glorious. Sunny skies, even a little bit of a breeze. Perfect for exploring.
• The People: Everyone was incredibly friendly, with that charming seaside town vibe.
• My Mood: A rollercoaster! Moments of pure joy, moments of mild existential dread, a healthy dose of holiday-induced laziness, and a constant craving for more ice cream.

So, there you have it. Torquay. A slightly chaotic, wonderfully imperfect, and utterly memorable trip. I left with a slightly emptier wallet, a slightly more sun-kissed face, and a whole heap of stories. And you know what? That's exactly what a good holiday should be. Now, where's that ice cream?

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Inglewood Palm Hotel, Abbey Sands Torquay Torquay United KingdomOkay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving HEADFIRST into the absolute rollercoaster that is the Torquay Getaway at the Inglewood Palm Hotel, specifically that Abbey Sands Paradise they're peddling! And trust me, I've got OPTIONS. Here we go, FAQ-style, but with a hefty dose of *me* thrown in.

So... Abbey Sands Paradise. Is it ACTUALLY paradise? Because, let's be honest, "paradise" is thrown around like confetti at a toddler's birthday.

Okay, deep breath. No. No, it's not actual, fire-and-brimstone, angels-playing-harps paradise. But... (and this is a BIG but) it can be pretty damn good. Look, the brochure photos? Glorified, as all brochures are. The sand is… sandy. The sea is… well, the sea is the sea, kinda grey-blue on a good day, and angry grey on a bad one. I personally, on my first visit, got sand EVERYWHERE. In my purse, in my underwear, in my hair. I swear I was finding it for days! So, paradise? Not quite. Beach-adjacent bliss? Possibly. Especially if you hit it on a sunny day, and manage to snag one of those ridiculously comfy deck chairs. They really ARE comfy, though. Just remember your sunscreen. Seriously. I learned that the hard way. More on THAT later...

What's the Inglewood Palm Hotel actually *like*? Is it one of those places that’s been gentrified within an inch of its life, or... something else?

"Something else" is a good start. Let's just say, the Inglewood Palm Hotel is… *characterful*. It’s got a certain… *je ne sais quoi* of faded glamour and slightly wonky plumbing. Think old Hollywood, but instead of Marilyn, you get… well, you get me, mainly. (I'm a regular, okay?). The lobby is usually busy with a mix of families, the elderly, and the occasional lost soul. The carpets might have a slightly… *lived-in* feel, but they're probably seen more stories than I have, and that's saying something. Oh, the breakfast! Don't even get me started on the breakfast. The sausages… they're... well, they're a *thing*. But, y'know, it all adds to the charm. Or the chaos. Depends on my mood, really. And the wifi? Pray. Just pray.

Are the rooms any good? Honestly. I'm not expecting the Ritz-Carlton, but I don't want to feel like I'm sleeping in a cupboard.

Okay, the rooms. Honestly? They vary. Massively. I’ve stayed in ones that were… surprisingly spacious and bright, with a decent view (that’s a win!), and I've stayed in ones that definitely felt like a cupboard with a slightly saggy bed. But hey, if you've got a sea view, it's worth the tiny room. Request a sea view. Insist on a sea view. Then, keep your fingers crossed. I’ve had to argue my way out of a particularly depressing room overlooking the bins once. It was a *vibe*, in the worst way possible. The bathroom… well, let’s just say the water pressure is… *aspirational*. But they all come with a telly and a kettle, and that’s the British way, isn’t it? Tea fixes everything. Even sub-par plumbing. Right?

The location! Is it actually close to the beach, or is it a "walking distance" that involves an Everest-like climb?

The location is a major selling point, and for once, the brochure isn't lying. Ish. It's VERY close. Like, stagger-out-of-the-hotel-and-you're-there close. Abbey Sands is practically on the doorstep. The walk is flat, easy, and perfect. Perfect for an after-dinner stroll. Or a morning dog walk (if that's your jam). There's a little promenade. And a few shops. And ice cream. (Crucial). You can almost *smell* the sea from the hotel, which is always a good sign. Just be prepared for seagulls. They're relentless. They'll steal your chips, your ice cream cone, your entire soul, if you're not careful. Seriously, guard your food. I had a seagull try to snatch a bacon sandwich right out of my hand once. They are *vicious*.

Tell me more about Abbey Sands itself. What's there to *do* besides, y'know, exist?

Ah, Abbey Sands! Besides the obvious (sunbathing, paddling, attempting to build a sandcastle that doesn't immediately collapse), there's a surprising amount going on. The beach itself is generally clean, which is a massive plus. There are usually deckchairs, so you can bask in the sun. You can walk around, chat with your partner, or just watch the boats come and go. (I do a lot of boat-watching.) In the summer, they sometimes have events – live music, things for the kids, that sort of thing. Oh! AND let's not forget the ice cream! (Did I mention ice cream?) The shops are right there, along the boardwalk, you've got fish and chips (obviously), and some of the pubs do decent pub grub. Just… be aware of the tides. They can come in fast. I once saw a poor chap get his entire picnic swept away. It was hilarious and also very sad. Don't be that guy.

Let's Dig Deeper - About That Breakfast. The Sausages Specifically...

Okay. The sausages. (Deep breaths). Okay, so the breakfast at the Inglewood Palm is... *an experience*. A slightly greasy, slightly chaotic, but undeniably *memorable* experience. The sausages... now, look, I'm not going to pretend they're artisanal, free-range, organic, hand-reared masterpieces. They're not. They're... well, they're the sausages your Nan probably used to buy. And they *are* what you would expect. Greasy. Not particularly flavorful. But... and this is where things get interesting... they're a *comfort food*. They're part of the tradition. They're part of the Inglewood Palm experience. You *have* to have the sausages. Even if you only eat one. You'll look at them. You'll stare at them. You'll debate whether to take one. And then, inevitably, you'll take one. And you'll eat it. And you'll judge it. And you'll probably, in a weird way, *love* it. It's an intrinsic part of the Torquay Getaway's odd charm. I actually get withdrawal symptoms if I don't have one. They're that bad/good.

Any tips for making the most of your stay? Tricks of the trade, insider secrets?

Absolutely! My secrets? Okay, here goes… #1 - Book a sea view. Even if it's a tiny room, the view makes all the difference. #2 - Pack light. The lifts are slow. And often broken. #3 - Pack earHotels Near Your

Inglewood Palm Hotel, Abbey Sands Torquay Torquay United Kingdom

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