Most of you reading this will know that what you see on Instagram is about 0.23923% of a blogger’s actual life. You’ll know that whilst it’s absolutely not a lie in any way, shape or form… social media is a way of showing off your highlight reel, probs whilst sat in pyjamas with baked bean stains all down them, greasy hair (no you’resexy) and no makeup on. And that’s cool, it’s what our job is and it’s fun and it’sartand that’s just how it works.
One thing that my social media would say about me is that I chill out a lot when, if I’m being totally realistic, I genuinely can’t remember the last time I felt completely, totally chilled out without any stresses, my to-do list longer than Kanye’s list of positives about himself constantly crossing my mind and generally feeling like my brain has an outrageous amount of tabs open. So a few weeks ago mid snow storm – the awkward moment the beast from the east takes your nickname – I took myself off to Brands Hatch with MumNextDoor to stay overnight at the Mercure, escape London for a bit, eat all the food and do all the chill.
Firstly, for any racing driving fans that might want to go to see some racing at Brand’s hatch, you won’t find a better location than this. It literally looks over the track so, you know, if you fancied keeping warm you couldjust watch it from your room (yes I’m aware that that is sacrilege, apologies). So yeah, we arrived, dived on the bed – because if you don’t turn into a 5 year old and face plant the freshly made bed are you even in a hotel? – made a cuppa and chilled for a while before dinner.
Now, I’m gonna be completely honest with you. Mercure hotels are known for being comfortable and practical and a place that does the job. So when it came to the food, I kinda just expected it to be standard hotel restaurant food. Lol BRB whilst I eat humble pie and day dream about my pulled pork burger because sweet baby f**king jesus it was incredible. Not just good hotel food, but really, really good food. And not the kinda of good food that comes in teeny tiny portion sizes… hearty, tasty af, dreamy food. I went for the tomato soup (it was called something more snazzy than this but I obviously can’t remember and my god, if it was socially acceptable to propose to a bowl of soup then I’d be down on one knee because it was so good! Add the double – yes I did size up because I wasn’t joking when I said I am the beast from the east – pulled pork burger which was just so god damn good and we had ourselves one pretty bloody great meal.
Then I went back to my room, got my heels and my Victoria’s secret add 30 cup sizes bra on and went out on the razz*.
Lol, JK, went back to the room, made a cuppa and fell asleep watching The Voice.
*Razz. One day my inner 90 year old will stop insisting on making an appearance in posts.
If anyone has been around this corner of the internet for a while, you’ll know that alongside generally making a tit of myself, my other forte is nailing a breakfast buffet. So obvs that’s what I did the next morning. Every Mercure that I’ve stayed in have always had amazing staff but the guys at Brand’s Hatch really did go above and beyond. I was made aware of everything that was gluten free and offered gluten free toast – obviously said yes because, me – and it’s just a really nice atmosphere to sit and chill ant 9384394 rounds of breakfast.
Super frickin annoyingly because of the snow I had to rush off before getting totally snowed in so I had to miss my massage but I did manage to have a quick swim and check out the facilities before leaving. I’ve actually had a massage at a different Mercure before with the babe’in Decleor products and it was one of the most relaxing I’ve ever had, and I even managed to switch off and not think about my schedule for the next few days/lunch/any random thought.
I left Brand’s hatch feeling something I hadn’t felt in a really long time… refreshed. The staff were incredible, the food was great, the room was just everything that you really need to be… it was just a good time and place to get away and chill and close at least a few of those tabs open in my brain which honestly looks like a child’s paint splattered painting.
I’d love to know what you lot get up to when you need a bit of a break? Where’s your favourite place to run off to and chill? And finally, if you have any tips for decluttering a jam packed brain then send em a sister’s way and I’ll do my best to actually implement them rather than just looking at them, knowing they’re a good idea 😉