Escape to Paradise: The Pointe at Castle Hill's Unforgettable Getaway

The Pointe at Castle Hill Resort & Spa Cavendish United States

Escape to Paradise: The Pointe at Castle Hill's Unforgettable Getaway

Paradise Found (and Lost, and Redeemed…?) at The Pointe at Castle Hill: A Brutally Honest Review

Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to take you on a rollercoaster through my experience at The Pointe at Castle Hill's "Escape to Paradise." Honestly? It was less "escape" and more a frantic scramble for my sanity, beautifully punctuated by moments of blissful… well, paradise. So, let's dive in, shall we?

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First off, Accessibility – a HUGE thumbs up! They're clearly trying, and that's a HUGE deal. Wheelchair accessible? Check! And not just lip service, either. Ramps, elevators that actually work (a rare blessing!), and rooms designed with accessibility in mind. I'm not a wheelchair user myself, but I saw the care they put in and it made me feel genuinely good. Facilities for disabled guests – solid. They even had an emergency light for the hearing impaired in the room, and a visual alarm, too. Score one for inclusivity!

Now, the good stuff. Let me get this out of the way: I am OBSESSED with Spas. So, naturally, I beelined for the Spa/Sauna. Sweet baby Jesus, the Pool with a view was the stuff of dreams. Seriously, jaw-dropping. You’re floating, staring out at whatever breathtaking vista they’ve crafted (the mountains, the ocean, whatever), and just… ahh. I spent an obscene amount of time there, just soaking it all in. The Sauna, Steamroom, and Spa itself? Heavenly. Did I get a Body Scrub and Body Wrap? Hell yeah, I did! Pure, unadulterated bliss. The masseuse was practically psychic. She knew exactly where my tension was hiding. Honestly, I’d go back just for that. Seriously.

Let's talk about the Fitness Center for a second. I'm not a gym bunny, but I do try, and this place was impressive. Treadmills with views, weights, the works. And the best part? They actually cleaned the equipment between uses. Another shoutout for COVID compliance!

Cleanliness and Safety: Speaking of which… let’s address the elephant in the room: the pandemic. The Pointe gets it. They really do. Anti-viral cleaning products? Yep. Rooms sanitized between stays? Absolutely. Daily disinfection in common areas? You betcha. Hand sanitizer everywhere. Staff trained in safety protocol? You could tell. They were good, they were vigilant, and I felt surprisingly safe. They even gave you the option to Room sanitization opt-out available if you wanted it. That's some considerate stuff.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - Ah, the Food, the Food!

Alright, so the Restaurants are where things got… interesting. They had a Vegetarian Restaurant, a Western Cuisine restaurant and an Asian Cuisine in Restaurant and all the other categories, with Coffee/tea in restaurant, Poolside bar, and a Snack bar.

I started with the Breakfast [buffet] – a classic move. And for the most part, it was fine. Adequate. But the coffee… oh, the coffee! The first day, it tasted like dishwater. Bitter, weak, and deeply disappointing. The second day, however… pure, unadulterated nectar of the gods! They must have switched out the beans, or called some kind of coffee sorcerer in. I swear, that coffee single-handedly kept me from abandoning the whole shebang. Breakfast was a rollercoaster of emotion. I was also impressed but did not partake by the Asian breakfast.

The Poolside bar was great, albeit maybe a little TOO enthusiastic about the happy hour specials. I may or may not have ended up a little too relaxed by the pool one afternoon. I'll leave it at that. I do recommend the Happy Hour.

Things to Do, Ways to Relax and the Stuff That Comes with it:

Okay, so apart from the Spa, and the Pool, there were all sorts of things billed as 'things to do'. I wanted to visit the shrine mentioned on the list, but I couldn't find it, so I just rolled with stuff like Car park [free of charge] and Car park [on-site] (convenient!), Daily housekeeping (bless them!), Gift/souvenir shop (always a dangerous temptation), Luggage storage (essential when your life is a series of chaotic arrivals and departures), Laundry service, Dry cleaning, and a Convenience store for late-night snacks.

Services and conveniences were plentiful, including Concierge, Air conditioning in public area, Business facilities, Car power charging station, Currency exchange, Internet access and Internet [LAN]. Also, Airport transfer? YES, PLEASE. They did a great job of those.

Rooms and Amenities: The Good, the Bad, and the Occasionally Bizarre

The room itself? Pretty good. Non-smoking, thank goodness. Air conditioning blasts. Free Wi-Fi. The bed was comfortable – even though it was an Extra long bed, so I had to jump up to get into it! I'm being silly. The Bathrobes were plush and the Slippers were a nice touch, but I did not like the fact that there was a Mirror, it was not used to good effect. I loved the Coffee/tea maker, but I was sorely disappointed that there was not a tiny bottle of milk in the Refrigerator, which was a personal travesty. The Desk was a good size, but I never used it because I prefer working on the couch. The extra toilet added another layer of comfort to the rooms, but its positioning was slightly off. Finally, the Window that opens let the breezes in, which was heaven.

The Interconnecting room(s) available, which is great if you're travelling with a family. The Soundproof rooms worked – I heard absolutely nothing from the outside world. Wake-up service, I used it and it worked.

For the Kids:

I am not a parent, so I can't speak from personal experience but the Family/child friendly was evident. There were Babysitting service, and Kids facilities available, with what appeared to be a pretty decent Kids meal.

Things That Could Be Better (And the Occasional Rant):

Okay, so… here’s where my inner critic comes out to play.

• Internet Access: The Free-Wi-Fi was great but a touch spotty at times, especially out by the pool. I NEED my internet!
• Room Service: The Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver when I needed it but the menu was a little… limited. More options, please!
• The little things: The Bottle of water was nice, the Essential condiments were not. I need more condiments.

The Verdict: Is The Pointe at Castle Hill Worth It?

Honestly? Absolutely. Despite the minor hiccups, the incredible spa, the overall safety measures, and the gorgeous setting made it a truly memorable getaway. It wasn't perfect, but it was real. It was human. And sometimes, that's exactly what you need.

So, go. Escape to Paradise. Just… pack your own coffee and some extra sauces. And maybe learn a few basic spa massage techniques on YouTube before you head out there.

Would I go back? You bet your bottom dollar I would. Especially if they promise me a lifetime supply of that amazing coffee.

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The Pointe at Castle Hill Resort & Spa Cavendish United States

Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because you're about to dive headfirst into my chaotic, beautiful, and slightly-off-kilter adventure at The Pointe at Castle Hill Resort & Spa in Cavendish, Vermont. Consider this less a polished itinerary and more… a journal of my emotional and slightly-tipsy ramblings.

Day 1: Arrival, Anxiety, and the Promise of Pancakes

• 1:00 PM: Arrival - Cavendish, Here I Come (Maybe?!) Honestly, the drive was a nightmare. Vermont’s beauty is stunning, but the Vermont roads? They’re like the unpaved version of a roller coaster, and I'm not a fan of roller coasters. Found the resort, thank god. The GPS kept yelling about U-turns, which I definitely didn’t take, even though the little robot lady was screaming in my ear. Parking was a breeze, which was a nice start.
• 1:30 PM: Check-in - And the Judgement Begins (I kid, I kid… mostly) The front desk lady was lovely, but I'm still convinced she could tell I'd spent the past four hours listening to podcasts about unsolved mysteries. The lobby was all exposed beams and roaring fireplaces – Pinterest-perfect. I'm immediately questioning my packing choices. Did I bring enough sweaters? Was my hair gelled enough? Am I even Vermont-y? I'm immediately overwhelmed with the inherent question "Am I good enough to be here?".
• 2:00 PM: The Room - Holy Cozy! And… where’s the view? Okay, the room. It's gorgeous. Like, seriously. The giant bed is calling my name, like a siren song. The fireplace is a cherry on top. And, OMG, there's a jacuzzi tub?! This is fantastic. Now, the view… well, let's just say it's a little more "parking lot adjacent" than "mountain vista." Minor inconvenience. I can deal. Who needs a view when you have a jacuzzi tub?
• 3:00 PM: Exploring the Grounds - Fake it 'til you make it I’m making an effort to be cool. Wandered around. Nice little lake, and I spotted a couple of swans (I'm assuming they are swans… they were white and majestic). Didn’t fall into the lake. Good start. Found the spa, but I chickened out of making a reservation. That level of Zen is ambitious for someone who has anxiety over literally everything.
• 6:00 PM: Dinner - The Pasta Incident The restaurant was so cute! I ordered pasta, and I swear to you, the waiter gave me the stink eye when I asked for more parmesan cheese. First faux pas, right? The pasta was good though. Definitely worth the stink eye. I may have also dropped my fork. Twice.
• 8:00 PM: The Fireplace and Existential Dread Back in my room, with a glass of wine, watching the flames dance. Everything is gorgeous and peaceful and I'm still convinced I'm going to fall asleep and the building will catch fire, or a bear will break in and steal my snacks. Decided to order room service.

Day 2: The Spa, the Snow, and the Slightly-Too-Much Wine

• 9:00 AM: Breakfast - Pancake Nirvana. The breakfast buffet was a triumph. SO MANY PANCAKES. Fluffy, delicious, buttery, everything I needed. I may have gone back for thirds. No regrets. Food is love.
• 10:00 AM: The Spa – My Zen Fails Okay, I booked the spa. Deep tissue massage. I was determined to become a relaxed, put-together human being. Turns out, I'm still not that person, despite the best efforts of my masseuse (who was amazing, bless her heart for dealing with me). I kept giggling inappropriately, and I think I snored a little. Also, I smelled like lavender for the rest of the day. Honestly? Best money I’ve spent in ages.
• 12:00 PM: Winter Wonderland! - I Swear I Saw a Bigfoot! We went for a proper walk on the grounds. The world was covered in a fresh blanket of snow, so pretty. It all felt a little… movie. Like, if I'm to be honest, a Hallmark movie. Everything was a perfect backdrop of the mountains. I walked until my feet ached and my cheeks were red. And I swear I saw a Sasquatch. Maybe. Probably just a really hairy dog. Or a trick of the light. Or, you know, the wine.
• 3:00 PM: The Jacuzzi - Liquid Bliss. Back in the room, into the jacuzzi. I got as close as I can be to being relaxed. I was probably in there for like, an hour, listening to a true crime podcast. Perfect way to spend the afternoon.
• 6:00 PM: Dinner - The Second Pasta Incident. Went back to the restaurant. Ordered the pasta. Asked for extra parmesan. Got the stink eye. Again. Dropped my fork. Again. I think it’s becoming a tradition. The food was again, amazing.
• 8:00 PM: Wine and Existential Dread, Part 2: Electric Boogaloo. Drank more wine. Watched the fireplace. Questioned my life choices. Wondered if I should become a hermit. Listened to a podcast. Decided I needed a midnight snack.

Day 3: Departure (and a Promise to Return, Maybe?)

• 9:00 AM: Breakfast - Pancake Farewell. Another breakfast buffet. Another mountain of pancakes. I feel like I've properly fueled my body. I think I might miss those pancakes.
• 10:00 AM: Check-Out - And a Bittersweet Goodbye. I'm leaving! I’m so exited to go home, but it’s sad to be leaving. I've grown attached to my room. I would almost consider the option to move here full time. Almost. The staff was exceptionally understanding of my weird quirks, and I'm genuinely going to miss the place.
• 11:00 AM: The Ride Home - And the Post-Vacation Blues The drive home was less nightmarish this time. Although, I did get lost again, but it wasn’t that bad. I swear this time. I am ready to be back in my own life and the next big adventure.

Final Thoughts:

Well, folks, The Pointe at Castle Hill Resort & Spa was a rollercoaster of emotions, questionable choices, and delicious pancakes. It wasn’t perfect, and I certainly wasn't perfect. But that's the point, isn't it? It was real. It was messy. And I would (maybe, probably) go back. Maybe. If they promise me more parmesan. And maybe a Sasquatch sighting.

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Okay, spill it. What *is* this "Escape to Paradise" deal at The Pointe at Castle Hill, and why should I care?

Alright, alright, settle down drama queen. It's basically a chance to ditch reality for a few glorious days at a fancy place called The Pointe at Castle Hill. Think ocean views (check!), ridiculously comfortable beds (double check!), and enough lobster rolls to make your arteries sing a slightly panicked but ultimately happy tune. The "why should you care?" part? Honey, because LIFE. IS. HARD. You deserve a break. And this, my friend, is a break with a capital B-R-E-A-K. I almost didn't because I was bogged down, you know, life. But then I thought, "Self, you're gonna regret *not* going." And honestly? I was right.

What's the *actual* address? I’m not trying to get lost on some back road adventure.

Look, I get it. GPS is your friend, and wandering aimlessly isn't exactly "relaxing." (Unless you *want* to wander. Then, by all means, wander!) The Pointe at Castle Hill is, I believe, somewhere around "Newport, Rhode Island." Don't quote me on the exact street number – I was too busy staring at the ocean to pay attention to street signs. Seriously though, pop "The Pointe at Castle Hill" into your phone. It’s not exactly hidden. Unless they’re using some James Bond-esque secret location protocol which, now I think about it, would explain some of the high-tech things.

Tell me about the rooms. Are we talking cramped motel, or… something better? Be honest!

Okay, honest time. The rooms? They're not cramped. Unless you’re, like, building a miniature cathedral in the corner. Then, yeah, it MIGHT be a problem. We're talking spacious, airy, with seriously comfortable beds. And the views? Oh, the views. I swear, I spent a solid hour just staring out the window, letting the ocean breeze (which, thankfully, was NOT carrying the scent of seagulls) blow through my hair. Actually... maybe I should’ve bought a comb. Anyway I digress. They probably have the *best* linen. Seriously. I'd go back *just* for the chance to sleep in that bed again, to be honest. Like, I'm picturing it right now and feeling a wave of contentment. It's embarrassing.

Food! This is the most important thing. What are the dining options like? (And do they have good coffee?)

Coffee? YES. Glorious, life-giving coffee. They have it. And the food… oh, the food. Forget calorie counting, honey. You're on vacation! They have a fancy restaurant with ocean views (again with the views!), AND casual options. I went overboard with the lobster rolls, (naturally), and the clam chowder? *Chef's kiss*. My diet went out the window. And honestly? Worth it. The only bad thing was the feeling of guilt afterwards. And my inability to fit in my jeans. But hey, a momentary pang of regret is a small price to pay for happiness, right? Coffee, lobster rolls, the sound of the waves… pure bliss. Though I do recommend pacing yourself. I may have forgotten how hard it is to eat so much. Ugh.

What's there to *do*? Besides lying around and eating, I mean. (Though, that IS tempting…)

Okay, so, the lying around and eating part? Totally encouraged. But if you actually want to *do* something… well, there’s plenty! You can wander around Newport. There’s sailing. There’s sightseeing the mansions (and judging the ridiculously wealthy). There’s... honestly, I mostly just liked the lying around and eating. But hey, you're not me. There’s a spa! Hello?! Seriously, I considered getting a massage, but I was too busy eating lobster rolls. Which, again, worth it. And then of course, there's the beach. Which I walked on. Which was nice. But it was hard to balance the lobster roll consumption with beach activities. Still, fun stuff.

Okay, so are there any downsides? Anything I *shouldn't* expect? Spill the tea, please.

Alright, alright, let’s get real for a sec. Perfection? Nah. Nothing's perfect. The parking can be... a little tricky. Especially if you have a car that takes up two spaces (cough, cough). And, depending on the time of year, it might get a little crowded. You will have to be prepared to interact with other humans, you know. Which, honestly, after the year everyone's had, might be a downside. But generally, it's pretty chill. Oh! And it's definitely not cheap. Let's just put it that way. So, don't expect to be sipping champagne on a ramen noodle budget. However, if you can swing it, it is WORTH IT. Trust me.

Is this place kid-friendly? Because my kids are *little*… and loud.

Hmm… That’s a tough one. I didn't *see* a ton of kids. I mean, there were *some*, but not like, a full-blown Disney World situation. So if your kids are the quiet, well-behaved type, by all means, go for it! But if they're more of the "running around screaming and generally causing chaos" type... maybe think twice. Or bring earplugs for everyone. Or, perhaps, consider this a glorious solo trip for *you*. Just a thought. The place seemed built for relaxation, so loud children are not ideal. So, yeah, proceed with caution.

What's the overall vibe? Relaxed? Fancy? Pretentious? Give me the truth, dammit!

Okay, the vibe. It's a mix. It's definitely *fancy* – think crisp linens, impeccable service, and views that make you feel like you've won the lottery. But it's NOT pretentious. It’s more…relaxed fancy. Like, you can dress up, or you can wear jeans. Nobody’s going to judge you. (Well, not to your face, anyway.) It's the kind of place where you can unwind, breathe, and actually enjoy yourself. It's supposed to be about escape, and it really *is*. I spent a lot of time just staring out the window and feeling the tension melt away. It was glorious. Pure, unadulterated, slightly-guilty-about-the-lobster-rolls, gloriousness. That word again.. glorious. You get the gist.

Anything else I should know? Any hidden gems or insider tips? Dish!

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The Pointe at Castle Hill Resort & Spa Cavendish United States

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