To say they exceeded my expectations would be a gross understatement and as it turns out, even a basic guy like me enjoys being pampered every once in awhile. I was hesitant when we checked in and I walked through the building, but at the same time, I was impressed at how beautifully restored it was. Our room was on the third floor and I loved that I could see the ocean from my window. It was a pleasant surprise. The private bathroom was bigger than our bedroom at home.
That was the point when I began to realize my feelings about B&Bs were off-base. My wife and I ate so many tea time snacks that we weren't hungry for dinner and there was a lot of conversation with other couples. That was another surprise. I expected it to be awkward and quiet with people stumbling to find things to talk about. Instead, the conversation flowed freely and between the other visitors and the B&B owners who mingled with us, there was never a quiet moment. It felt like we were old friends, if that makes sense. There was a sort of congenial, quaint atmosphere that reminded me of past holiday celebrations with my family.
There was not one thing about my stay at the Queen Victoria that I did not enjoy and the little extras like the nightly turn-down service with chocolate coins on the pillows were greatly appreciated. Our bathroom had a two-person shower with water coming at me from all directions and it felt like showering in a waterfall.
Like I said in the beginning, I never expected to be the sort to enjoy a B&B, but then I visited the Queen Victoria. I have since been persuaded to visit other inns with my wife and most were nice, but none compared to the Queen Victoria experience. Somehow, the people at the Queen Victoria make you feel like both a member of the family and a VIP guest at the same time. However they do it, I hope they never change a thing.