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just spent a weekend with 14 friends at manresa castle. biggest impressions: very kind professionalism of staff (kimberly, brandon, cindy), super clean rooms and baths, terrific food in the lounge, killer views from sleeping rooms, good lobby coffee, tended grounds and being fully immersed in history. suggestion: read ALL the reviews. it's not the seattle hilton, but it is a lovely step back in time. every one of our group enjoyed our stay and plan to return.
I booked the "Tower Suite" and my friend and I really enjoyed feeling "Special" in such luxury. Back in 1892 they really knew how to make a castle a home! I walked into pink crape paper strung from the chandelier to the corners of the room - pink balloons and a Happy Birthday banner over the bed. It was an amazing stay from Brandon who greeted us when we checked in and gave us all kinds of directions to yummy choices for dinner to running the elevator to gut us up to the 3rd floor. He told us it is the oldest continually operating elevator in the whole state of Washington! He even helped us with our luggage. Kimberly was there in the morning to run the elevator and she was the artist behind the decorations. They really know how to be hospitable. A very big Thank You to both Kimberly and Brandon! They made my stay even more amazing!! Way to feel pampered!!
We came to visit the castle because of the history and to see if we could find some ghosts. The castle was nice and the history was amazing. The staff were super friendly. The only thing I didn’t care for was the ladybugs in my room. They didn’t bother us, but they should be moved out. It is a very old place, but it was comfortable and fun.
Yes. I gave this hotel 5 stars instead of just 1. It could have been a 1. I will tell you why in a bit. But first, the good, the bad, the ugly, and the greater good.
good: The place is authentically old and strange in a good way. Antique furnishings in lobby and room. Beautiful chandeliers and fixtures. Old photographs on old walls. Room with bed in building turret (round corner protrusion of Victorian building). Beautiful wallpaper ceiling design in room. Great human subject photo opportunities, settings and backdrops. Many interesting historic aspects of the property remain, and perhaps spirits as well. But the spirits seem friendly and intent on playing jokes for fun. They do not seem to intend to frighten. They are just having fun if you experience them.
bad: Some apparent management issues. Internet speed unusable. Loud parties occur here, and late into the night. Threadbare and rough towels, but good for exfoliation. Loud room noise from thin walls and transoms above doors let-in hallway noise. Stiff and springy old bed. Loud stompers above. Chattering old fridge. Loud bar on main floor with rooms directly above and rowdy bar crowd. In lack of some special hospitality touches for signature rooms like pre-arrival information, historic tour, or nicer room amenities (robes, napkins, water/wine glasses, opener). And it is a bit loud.
ugly: some mold in the corners of the Victorian tile shower, but more authentic that way.
greater good: Checked in with Wifey shortly after 4pm On Oct 27, 2018 after shopping nearby downtown PT. The immediate impression from the road (and near dusk) was the place looked sketchy, next to a hospital, across from a QFC, and near some partially vacant overgrown neighboring lots with abandoned cars. The exterior of the building was weathered with some moss and maritime dinge, and somewhat industrial and plain from the main road. It was eerie to turn the corner and to have the building present its massive turrets, five story tall buttressed chimneys, and formal landscaping. I knew that regardless of what other surprises this hotel was going to have, it would be an interesting experience overall.
We parked in the larger west lot, hiked up a 30% incline sidewalk ramp that must have met ADA standards in the 1890s, and up old steep concrete steps into the lobby, and back in time. This was a Saturday evening, the weekend before Halloween. People we queuing-up to check in. A surprising long check-in line of 20 or so cues up behind us, out the door and down the steps. Most were young 30s with a few aging gen-xers like Wifey and me. It was our turn at the counter. The counter guy was wearing a blond wig and a cheerleader outfit. Cheerleader check-in guy was a bit stiff, not in a jokey mood, soft spoken, perhaps not comfortable in the wig, but it looked surprisingly good on him. We were informed of a Halloween party starting at 8pm In the bar and we were welcomed to attend. Check-in was expeditious. Keys obtained, old keys. Up a narrow flight of creaky stairs we went to room 200.
Room 200, the bridal suite, mid-level in the building and with the floor area of the southeast corner turret. Walking into the room: Victorian patterned carpet, elaborate ceiling wallpaper, crystal chandeliers, a ficus plant, dried flowers, a king brass bed in the round turret area (fitting the bed like a cubby), a small sitting area with antique furniture, a white tiled bathroom with the vintage basics. A bit musty, windows opened. Back to PT for dinner.
Great drinks and dinner at Sirens served by a waitress dressed like a beautiful Polynesian with pineapple on her head. Back to the castle for reading and relax time.
Arrived back around 7:30. Relax positions taken in room, me in bed, crisp new numerology book in hand (local purchase). Just before 8 we heard a thump, and then another, and in the room with us. Shortly thereafter lights start to flicker. First the chandler above the bed and then the chandelier the sitting area, separately, but only for about 2 minutes. Music then starts from the party as we realize the party room and bar are directly below us: loud pounding/vibrating DJ dance music but somewhat catchy and rhythmic. WIfey furiously miffed at the noise, a few tears, threatens to pack and go. I invited her to crawl in bed, she fell right asleep with music pounding like a freight train. Then next thing I know: glorious morning sunshine. I slept like a fetus. Looking out the southwest turret window I see a distant sailboat moored past the mist and sunrays. The old plumbing in shower spiked hot and cold, the keurig squirted coffee, and we packed and checked-out. The party had made quite a mess, it was a late bender. Staff were whispering in the halls and looked perplexed and concerned. Wifey overheard a housekeeper say “l quit” to someone, presumably the on-duty manager. Perhaps some cleaning tasks after hotel parties can trigger immediate housekeeping career self-evaluations. Staff said kind and friendly goodbyes, gave us a discount on the final bill due to the noise, and seemed like good hardworking people. We took pictures in the gothic lobby, then outside, and away we went.
Can I recommend this hotel to anyone? No. But it was enjoyable and very memorable, for that I am glad we stayed.
Stayed just one night on a friend’s weekend in Port Townsend. The castle grounds and interior is well maintained and very interesting. The castle hosts a restaurant and bar onsite which are in line with the Victorian era decor and architecture. It’s is not walking distance to the downtown area. We booked king suite which was pretty underwhelming. The room was sparse with no decor, color or comfort although it was a good size. The towels were very small and thin. For the price I would have gone with a different hotel and just visited the castle to tour the building. Staff were great and room was clean.