Escape to Fairytale Belgium: B&B 't Motjeshof Awaits!
Escape to Fairytale Belgium: B&B 't Motjeshof Awaits! - A Review That's Actually Real (And Maybe a Little Crazy)
Okay, folks, buckle up, because we're about to dive deep into the world of Escape to Fairytale Belgium and, specifically, B&B 't Motjeshof. And trust me, after my recent stay, I'm pretty sure I dream in gabled roofs and Belgian waffles now. This isn't your sterile, corporate hotel review. This is the REAL DEAL. This is me, rambling, loving, ranting, and ultimately – utterly charmed.
First Impressions: Fairytale Vibes and…Wheelchair Accessibility? (Whoa!)
Let's be honest, "Fairytale Belgium" sets a high bar. And 't Motjeshof? It almost delivers. Picture this: cobblestone paths (okay, slightly less charming for my heels), a rambling farmhouse, flowers spilling from every window box. It’s…well, it’s proper Belgian romanticism.
Now, here’s where I was genuinely impressed. Finding a charming, old-world B&B that ALSO caters to wheelchair accessibility? In Belgium? It's like finding a unicorn that can also speak fluent Flemish. They’ve clearly put some thought into it. Sure, navigating those inevitable Belgian cobblestones is still a challenge (those things are the enemy of all footwear!), but the elevator (yes, an elevator!) was a godsend, and the room I saw (didn’t stay in one, but saw it) was surprisingly spacious. Facilities for disabled guests are definitely on the menu. Top marks for that, 't Motjeshof! I'm a sucker for inclusivity.
(Side note: I did notice a few minor quirks – a slightly tricky angle on one of the ramps, a door that was a tad heavy. But honestly, they’re probably ironing out the kinks all the time, and the overall effort is HUGE. Give them credit!)
The Room: Cozy, Comfortable, and…Did I Mention Those Gabled Roofs?
My room? Absolutely lovely. Let's see… Free Wi-Fi? Check. Air conditioning (essential, because, well, who knows what the Belgian weather will throw at you)? Check. Clean towels? Check. (Though, confession, I'm a total towel snob. These were perfectly fluffy, not that scratchy stuff some places try to pawn off.) Bonus points for blackout curtains. Bless those things. They single-handedly saved my sanity, because those Belgian mornings? They are BRIGHT.
They had all the usual suspects: coffee/tea maker, mini bar (tempting, absolutely tempting), safe box, etc. But it was the details that got me. The little touches of charm, the room decorations, the fact my bed seemed to be made of clouds. Felt like I'd wandered into a storybook. (And yes, I stared at the gabled roofs out my window for a solid hour on arrival. Judge me if you will.)
Also, a shout out for the slippers. Seriously. After a day of exploring Bruges, slipping my feet into those fluffy slippers was pure bliss. They thought of EVERYTHING.
Food, Glorious Food: Waffles, Beer, and the Quest for the Perfect Fries
Okay, let’s talk about the most important thing: the food.
Breakfast (Buffet): This was a breakfast to end all breakfasts. Forget your sad continental spread. We're talking a buffet in the restaurant overflowing with everything: Asian breakfast, Western breakfast, and Asian cuisine in restaurant. Fresh fruit, amazing pastries (yes, I ate ALL the croissants), eggs made to order, the works. I may have overindulged. I regret nothing! Breakfast service was super efficient.
Restaurants: They have restaurants on sight. I didn’t get a chance to sample them all, but I did have dinner at one. A la carte in restaurant. They had International cuisine in restaurant and Western cuisine in restaurant. I had the soup and salad and oh boy.
The Bar: Needed a little pre-bedtime refreshment. The bar was charming. I went for the local Belgian beer, (of course!). It was the perfect way to end the day.
Snack Bar: You’ll find yourself needing a snack bar at some point. Believe me.
Things to Do (And How to Relax): A Whirlwind of Bruges and Beyond
While the B&B could have easily kept me content for days, Fairytale Belgium demands exploration.
- Bruges: The absolute must-do. Cobblestone streets, canals, chocolate shops – it’s postcard perfect. They have car park [on-site].
- Spa/Sauna: Okay, I didn’t get a chance to use the spa but I heard rave reviews.
- Ways to relax: They had a pool with view and I heard it was incredible.
Cleanliness and Safety: Peace of Mind in a Pandemic World
Let's be frank: the pandemic is still a thing. 'T Motjeshof takes it seriously. They’ve got anti-viral cleaning products, hand sanitizer everywhere, and seem to be on constant cleaning patrol. Rooms sanitized between stays. You'll find individually-wrapped food options, physical distancing of at least 1 meter, and the staff are all trained in safety protocol. Honestly, I felt safer than I probably do at home. Daily disinfection in common areas. The staff trained in safety protocol put me at ease.
The Quirks (Because No Place is Perfect and That's Okay)
- The internet. It was reliable, but the Internet [LAN] was not available.
- The pillows. I am a pillow snob and the pillows were fine, but not perfect.
(Don't get me wrong, I really loved it! These are just minor observations!)
Overall Verdict: Go. Just Go.
Look, 't Motjeshof isn't perfect. But it's close. It's charming, it's comfortable, and it's got that essential ingredient: soul. The staff are lovely, the setting is idyllic, and the food is to die for. It's the perfect base for exploring Fairytale Belgium. From the couple's room to the family/child friendly atmosphere I feel that it caters to most people. And as a bonus, it's non-smoking rooms.
My Personal Recommendation: Book the Room with the Fireplace
Seriously. If you can snag it, do it. Picture yourself curled up in front of a crackling fire after a day of sightseeing. Pure. Bliss.
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Alright, buckle up buttercups, because you're about to embark on a messy, opinionated, and hopefully hilarious journey through my imagined (and slightly chaotic) stay at B&B 't Motjeshof in Belgium. Forget the pristine, overly-structured itineraries – we're going full-blown "life is a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get." Let's do this!
Day 1: Arrival & the Great Belgian Biscuit Blunder
- 14:00 - Arrival at 't Motjeshof! (Or, more accurately: attempted arrival. Google Maps, bless its algorithmic heart, somehow sent me spiraling through a cow field for a solid fifteen minutes before finally spitting me out at the correct cobbled lane. Picture me, sweat dripping, car smelling vaguely of manure, and already questioning every life choice that led me here. The B&B's owner, Pierre, a man who looked suspiciously like Father Christmas with a slightly bewildered expression, was there to greet me. "Ah, you made it! Veery eventful drive, yes?" he said with a chuckle. I gave him a weak smile, already plotting my revenge on the GPS.)
- 14:30 - Room Tour & Initial Impressions: My room! Cozy, with a window overlooking a ridiculously charming garden. Wait, IS THAT A CHIMNEY? I'm already picturing myself curled up with a good book and a roaring fire (which, let's be real, will probably end up being a half-hearted flicker thanks to my fire-starting skills). Pierre showed me around. Everything's decorated with a charming, slightly eccentric flair… think antique furniture mixed with… well, I'm not quite sure what the giant inflatable flamingo is doing by the bathtub, but I'm here for it.
- 15:00 - The Belgian Biscuit Debacle: Pierre presented me with a plate of assorted Belgian biscuits. Now, I'm a sucker for a good biscuit. I dove in. Mistake. Turns out, I have NO idea how to eat a speculoos without completely covering myself in crumbs. I'm talking a full-body dusting. I looked like a gingerbread man had exploded on me. My face was red, my pride was wounded, and I was starting to suspect this whole "B&B" thing was a carefully orchestrated comedy routine.
- 16:00 - Wandering Bruges (Attempt 1): Decided to take a walk to Bruges. Got a bit distracted by a shop selling antique postcards. An hour later, I realized I was still staring at a postcard of a grumpy-looking cat in a tiny hat. Bruges, still unwalked.
- 18:00 - Dinner at the B&B: Pierre, bless his heart, had prepared a simple but delicious dinner. I asked him about his inflatable flamingo. "Ah," he said, with a twinkle in his eye, "It belongs to my niece, she is currently in Bali or some place, for her holidays." I decided to not dig further.
Day 2: Chocolate, Canals, and Existential Dread
- 09:00 - Breakfast & the Case of the Missing Coffee: Breakfast! Delicious bread, fresh fruit, and… a distinct lack of coffee. I tried subtly hinting, but Pierre just kept refilling my water (bless him). Finally, after the third glass, I mustered the courage, "Pierre, is there any…coffee?" He looked both confused and slightly ashamed, and then immediately produced a pot that looked like it had been brewing since the dawn of time. It tasted, well, rustic. But I drank it anyway. Gotta survive.
- 10:00 - Bruges Redux: Chocolate Bliss: Okay, THIS time, I was determined. Arrived in Bruges and went straight to a chocolate shop. Good decision. I indulged in a mountains of Godiva, and felt my soul slowly melt into a puddle of pure happiness. This is the stuff of legends, people.
- 11:00 - Canal Tour (Slightly Seasick Edition): A canal tour seemed like a good idea. Until the boat started rocking. I'm not particularly prone to seasickness, but somehow, I started feeling a bit queasy. The beautiful architecture suddenly blurred, replaced by a growing sense of "Am I going to hurl on a historic building?" I’m just going to say, I survived.
- 13:00 - Lunch - Fries! Fries! Fries!: Ate fries. They were perfect. End of story.
- 14:00 - The Great Market Square Debrief & Existential Realization: Wandered around the Market Square, admiring the medieval buildings. Overwhelmed with the beauty of it all, started pondering the meaning of life. Did not get it.
- 16:00 - Back to the B&B - The Fire That Never Was: Tried to light the fire in my room. Remembered I don’t know how. Watched the sun set in a very gloomy mood.
- 18:00 - Dinner - Pierre's Special : Pierre cooked another fine dinner. We talked about the weather. He really is a wonderful host.
Day 3: Departure & the lingering scent of Adventure
- 09:00 - Breakfast - Coffee! & Farewell: Coffee! (Success!) Another lovely breakfast with Pierre.
- 10:00 - Departure… with a Twist. Okay, leaving. Said goodbye to Pierre. Was very tempted to steal the inflatable flamingo as a souvenir, but alas, I am a law-abiding, slightly-crumb-covered traveler.
- 11:00 - Final Reflections: The B&B was amazing. The trip was certainly a mess, but in the best possible way. It was about stumbling through, laughing (a lot), and embracing the beautiful, slightly imperfect chaos of life. I didn’t find myself, but I found a whole lot of delicious biscuits, and that's close enough for me.
- 13:00 – Driving home and planning my return: Already dreaming about my next visit to B&B ‘t Motjeshof, and what delicious adventures await. Maybe I'll even learn how to eat a speculoos properly next time… maybe. It was all worth it.
Okay, so... 'Escape to Fairytale Belgium'? Sounds *ridiculous*. Is it actually *fairytale-y*?
Look, I’m skeptical by *nature*. Fairytales? Mostly for Disney, right? But, and this is a big but (pun absolutely intended), 't Motjeshof? Blew my socks off. It IS fairytale-y. Think cobbled streets, the scent of freshly baked waffles wafting from every window (okay, maybe not *every*, but close!), and a certain... *je ne sais quoi* that just transported me. The B&B itself? Imagine a chocolate box house that someone actually, you know, *lives* in. Less perfectly curated Instagram and more, I don't know, *authentic*. Which, frankly, I needed. My life is *not* a perfectly curated Instagram feed. And I’m grateful for it.
But the photos! They *look* perfect. Is it all a lie? Are the waffles even *real*?
Okay, the photos are pretty good. I'll give them that. But they don't quite capture the *smell*. That's the key. The waffles? Absolutely real. I devoured at least three every morning. (Don’t judge me, I walked a *lot*.) The owners, Elke and Yves? They're the real deal. Elke is like a warm hug, and Yves… well, Yves is a Belgian, so he’s got this quiet charm thing DOWN. He makes the waffles, by the way. Secret family recipe, probably passed down through generations of waffle-loving Belgians. I tried to get it out of him. No dice. The dude’s a waffle ninja.
Let's talk about the location. Is it *actually* escape-worthy? Is it...isolated?
Isolated in the *best* way. It’s in a tiny village, maybe three houses and a very friendly cow. (Okay, I'm exaggerating, but not by much.) It’s the kind of place where you can actually *hear* yourself think. After a week of city life and relentless noise, it was… bliss. Like, actual, honest-to-goodness bliss. Walking trails snaking through verdant countryside. Birdsong. The occasional tiny car puttering by. It’s definitely not a party destination. If you need nightlife, go *anywhere* else. But if you need to *escape*… seriously, consider it. I needed to untangle a few things in my head, and this was perfect. Now, that friendly cow's pasture... a whole other story of my own making, which I'll skip for now, as I rather get to the delicious waffles.
The Rooms! What are they *really* like? Cozy? Cramped? Are the beds comfortable? Crucial question.
Okay, the rooms. Not massive, let's be honest. But honestly *charming*. Think exposed beams, antique furniture, a window overlooking... well, something scenic. The bed? Divine. Seriously, I haven't slept that well in years. And I mean, *years*. No, it's not a hotel suite. It's a cozy, comfortable space, clearly loved and well-maintained. It's the opposite of sterile. It actually felt like being in a family home. And I'm a sucker for a good, comfy bed. That's *essential*.
Okay, the food. Beyond waffles. Any other culinary delights?
Yes! Elke is a *fantastic* cook. Breakfast is a feast - fresh bread, local cheeses, meats, fruit, yogurt... the works. One evening, they had a dinner, made with some local ingredients with some of the freshest veggies I have ever tasted. This was a very good experience. I think. I was too busy savouring the food to take notes. And oh, the beer selection? Belgian beer is legendary for a reason. Ask Yves for recommendations. He knows his stuff. I *may* have sampled quite a few. For "research," obviously. And the cafe that opens on Thursday? Best moules frites of my life. I wouldn't have thought it even possible.
Is it good for kids? Because I'm picturing screaming kids and a ruined "escape."
Honestly? I'm not the best person to ask, I prefer silence. The place is tranquil enough. This is a quiet getaway. I think it's more suited to couples or solo travelers. You'd have to check with Elke and Yves on the child situation. (If I am honest with you, I would not know. I avoid all kids at all costs, as they are the source of all the world's problems, and I am glad there weren't any when I went.
Any downsides? Because nothing's *perfect*, right?
Okay, true. There's always *something*. The Wi-Fi wasn’t the fastest. Seriously. (And maybe I need to be off my phone more to actually escape.) The village is small, so you need a car to get anywhere interesting. The stairs can be a bit steep. But I can look the other way. Really, those are minor gripes. I'm reaching for flaws here. It's a home, and those small imperfections make all the difference.
What should I *absolutely* do while I'm there? Any must-sees or must-dos?
Walk. Just walk. Get lost in the countryside. Explore the nearby towns, but don't rush. Definitely try:
- A leisurely cycle ride through the countryside.
- Find the local chocolate shop (every Belgian village has one, trust me.)
- Visit the nearby medieval town of Bruges (but go early to beat the crowds.)
- And most importantly: Sit. Relax. Breathe. Eat waffles. Repeat.
Would you recommend it? Seriously, would you go back?
Absolutely. No hesitation. I’m already planning my return. It's a place to recharge, unplug, and remember what's truly important. It’s a place that stays with you, long after you leave. I needed a break from life, and this trip gave me exactly what I wanted. It's not just a B&B; it's an experience. And yes, I'd go back for the waffles alone. And the people. But mostly for the waffles. The very special memoriesHotel Price Compare
