Monday, August 20

An Lochan Hotel




The An Lochan Hotel (formerly the Royal Hotel at Tighnabruaich) is a stylish and friendly hotel in the village of Tighnabruaich (pronounced ti-na-brui). It’s a Gaelic word that I still can’t pronounce properly. The An Lochan Hotel is a two-hour drive west of Glasgow in one of Scotland's most picturesque villages.

Owned and run by the McKie family since 1997 this small yet perfectly formed hotel is the ideal place to escape the stresses and pressures of everyday life. The hotel boasts a lovely dining room with top-notch seafood drawn from the nearby Scottish waters. An Lochan also has a common room/library where guests can read or play games when the weather is…well…Scottish. Our son loved the library and I escaped to the spa for one of the best facial ever.

The bedrooms and bathrooms at An Lochan are beautifully appointed. The overall look is upscale Scotland meets Ralph Lauren. Our room was stocked with fresh fruit, bottled water and Molten Brown bath products. The rooms also feature a huge ball-and-claw tub, a thick robes and down filled duvets.

This past Christmas we spent the weekend with my parents in this lovely hotel. Unfortunately for my husband he came down with the flu on our trip in the Highlands and spent that weekend in bed. But he insists that if you are going to suffer the flu, An Lochan is a great place to do so.

In 2005, Harpers & Queen magazine voted An Lochan one of their Top 100
Hotels in the World. Judge for yourself.

5 comments:

patriciagrayinc.com said...

What a charming Hotel...too bad about your sick hubby. But I guess if you have to be sick, there is nothing like doing it in style.

Anna said...

By the look of these gorgeous pictures, it couldn't have been a better place to be snuggled up in bed with the flu!!
X
Anna

ALL THE BEST said...

Yes, we plan to go back in the next month or so. This time with no illnesses...

The Peak of Chic said...

Sounds quite luxurious! :)

Fairfax said...

WE spent the best couple of days driving through the Trossachs and stopping at lochs for oysters (Loch Fine?)... these pix make me "homesick" for that time.