I've been meaning to submit my review of this magical place for several months.
My husband and I stayed at Montpelier in late July of last year after business took us briefly to Puerto Rico (first time to the Caribbean for both of us). Not only was carefree Nevis the perfect antidote to crazy Puerto Rico, but Montpelier provided us with with the most amazing and relaxed vacation ever (my husband still talks about it as if we just got back, and it's been several months and we only spent a criminally short five nights).
The grounds, the bungalows, the pool and main house are just beautiful (exactly like the photos on their website, but they really don't do the place justice because it's just that lovely).
The food is remarkable too--from the the sumptuous breakfasts each morning (we still pine for corn fritters on Friday mornings) to the spectacular dinners provided by the chef hailing from a world away here in the Pacific Northwest. We ate in the sugar mill on our last evening, and it was certainly everything that all that other posters have said and more.
All of the staff were an absolute delight. Everyone knows your name quickly, and you're made to feel as if you're a friend staying the weekend at a lovely country house. Janelle was a wealth of information and helped us with our car as well as a day trip over to St. Kitts. Edison was always on hand to suggest just the right drink (and introduced to the rum we ended each evening with and wish we could find up here in the States) plus we had some great conversations about Nevisian history and politics. We loved Kaddy's smile, his laugh and especially the concoctions he made for us by the pool and at tea. All of the junior staff were just amazing too considering their young ages (I was never as gracious at 19 and 20 as they all were). The housekeeping and grounds crew were wonderful too--everything was always spotless and you never felt intruded upon at all. I know my husband always enjoyed talking with Tim, and I especially loved bragging about my golf game to Tim and his father-in-law over beers at the Cat Ghaut golf course (they were the only other folks playing that day at this crazy little course that's the anti-Four Seasons created by a great American retiree).
Of course, Calypso and Rudder were great replacements for our dog back home. Once they discovered that we were dog people, they were never far away (at the pool, at croquet, on our porch each morning, enticing us to play fetch during the cocktail hour). But with all the adulation they received from us, they never once violated the rules of entering the main house(our dog could never be as well-trained as those two!).
We loved the fact that Montpelier was high up in the hills (only a 15 minute drive to the private beach--which is storybook btw). When we ate dinner at night, we could see the lights of Charlestown below, hear the birds calling and feel the breezes that kept it about 10 degrees cooler than lower elevations. I started each morning on the patio of my bungalow with tea and my book and looked out over tropical flowers to the bright blue sea. Sigh....
Nevisians are probably the kindest people we've ever met in our life (the people of Ireland are a close second). It's a place where people yell hi to you as you're driving, flag you down in the street to give you a recipe (thank you to the wonderful server at Sunshine's) and buy you a beer at the water district bbq. Montpelier embodies the spirit of Nevis. My husband likens Nevis to the tiny midwest town he grew up in but with much better views, food and weather. I can't praise the island, her people and the Montpelier Plantation Inn highly enough. We will be back--hopefully much sooner rather than later.










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