Despite only being a few short hours away from London, arriving at The Newt felt somewhat like stepping foot into a different world. As soon as we stepped out of the car, after a drizzly, but short ride from the nearby station, the rain came to an immediate halt, and not a single drop was shed for the rest of the trip, despite an ominous forecast. That, in many ways, set the tone for my experience at The Newt.
Once the sunshine peeked out, we made our way through the hotel's endlessly beautiful gardens to their glasshouse restaurant, where we had a clear view across the landscape. Brightly colored tulips painted the walkways, and blossom-studded apple trees twisted and turned around one another, like something from a fairy tale.
