Four of us; my 94-year-old mother, daughter and granddaughter and I converged on the Carriage House. To our surprise our first night in town was Plymouth’s Holiday open house, with beautifully trimmed windows, carolers, and a marathon through town. The Carriage House was a perfect refuge from the chill after our brisk cool walk through town over to the statute of Massasoit then down to Plymouth Rock.
The colors, furnishings fireplace that greeted us were the makings of a Hollywood Holiday movie set. A fully stocked, spacious eat in gourmet kitchen served as a gathering spot, as local family members dropped by to say hello to the families Matriarch, my mother. We cooked, laughed, celebrated family and the Holiday throughout our stay. It was truly magical, and I am certain never to be duplicated.
Robin, was kind and helpful throughout the entire process, extended courtesies to help me manage this cross-country trek with a wheelchair bound women. The first-floor bedroom was a God send. I was asked often why would we leave sunny California in December for Plymouth. It was because there is nothing like Plymouth in the winter. First; fewer tourists, more community, beautiful landscapes, (still got my fried clams with bellies thank you), and an authentic Holiday atmosphere. I loved it. I woke like a 10 year old, each morning. I’d jump out of bed pull up the shades and peer out looking for white powder outside. We got a bit of hale, which my daughter dubbed snow pellets, and so we counted it as snow…
All in all everything from making my reservations, to entry, departure and my stay were perfect. If you are looking at the Carriage House as a possibility for a stay in Plymouth, stop and go no further. This is the place you want to stay. I promise you will be satisfied. I loved it.
Thank you, Robin,…