I recently stayed at the Beaconsfield Inn in Victoria, BC, and it felt like stepping into a beautiful love story—only this time, the romance was with myself.
The inn is full of old-world charm, with every detail whispering history and elegance. From the creaky wooden floors to the soft light streaming through lace curtains, it invited me to slow down and be fully present. My room had a fireplace and a Jacuzzi tub, which made it feel like a gentle, luxurious hug after a long day of exploring. I spent the evening with a book, and the kind of silence that feels sacred.
Breakfast was delicious and thoughtfully prepared, and I was touched by the warmth of the staff—they made me feel genuinely welcomed, not just as a guest, but as someone who belonged there.
The location is perfect—peaceful yet close enough to walk to the harbor, little cafés, and Beacon Hill Park. I took slow walks, journaled, and soaked in the kind of beauty that stays with you.
This wasn’t just a stay—it was a reminder of how romantic it can be to spend time with yourself. I left feeling full in the best possible way, and already dreaming of coming back.
