Meandering down the narrow country lanes with my sister sat beside me gleefully chattering away about her recent proposal, I tried to concentrate on finding this hidden chapel while she grew more and more excited like the bottles of champagne being tossed around in the back of the car, ready to explode into a bubbly eruption of wedding fizz!
I booked Aphrodite on a whim, not knowing what to get my sister for an engagement present, I considered it the perfect excuse to catch up on the finer details of her fiancés romantic proposal and dive into some wedding planning together. Moreover, I knew just how frenzied she would be in the lead up to the big day and thought a peaceful break at Aphrodite would allow us to indulge in some quality rest and relaxation time before the wedding mania began!
As we drew nearer we spotted the sea approaching, a deep shade of azure blue, glistening in the dusky mid-summer’s moonlight. We both felt a blanket of calm fall over us as we pulled up to the chapel; it was completely unique and stood proudly amidst rolling farmland. We threw open the old chapel door and ventured inside to discover all the staircases and rooms; each beautifully designed with so many individual touches to tie-in with the endearing cherubic theme.
Every morning we awoke to the delightful countryside sounds of mooing cows and bleating sheep in the distance, and every night we were lucky enough to catch the dramatic sunset from the vantage point of the huge picture window. The sunset filled the living room with golden rays of light and made it all the more angelic. Our evenings were spent curled up by the log fire, browsing through wedding magazines with champagne on ice.
On our first day we visited the nearby market towns of Wadebridge and Bodmin to peruse their locally renowned wedding dress boutiques. The next morning we wanted to stay put and explore the immediate area, so we pulled on our wellington boots and made our merry way down to Boscastle’s picture-perfect harbour via the well-trodden coast path. We admired the quaint fishermen’s cottages, bobbing boats and stacks of lobster pots as we strolled through the quintessential fishing village. It really was like that straight off a postcard. From the fishermen to the farmers and old Cornish characters in the pub; the locals were some of the most welcoming people we had ever encountered and each added to the charm of this magical destination.
We will always remember this special weekend and would love to return one day in the not so distant future. The romantic interior theme and enchanting location gave us creative inspiration by the bucketload and was an idyllic retreat from which to start planning for my sister’s big day.
