Escape to Cornwall: Stunning Studio 7 in Saint Austell!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into "Escape to Cornwall: Stunning Studio 7 in Saint Austell!" Prepare for a review that's less "polished travel brochure" and more "slightly unhinged friend spilling the tea over a lukewarm cuppa." Gird your loins; this is gonna be long. Really long.
First Impressions: Arriving and… Ugh, the Parking (and the Accessibility Angle)
Okay, so first thing’s first: finding the darn place. Saint Austell isn’t exactly the easiest place to navigate, especially when you’re driving a car that’s seen better days (mine, bless its heart). The car park [on-site] is… functional. Let’s just say, I'm not sure I'd call it "free of charge," given some of the parking spots are so tight you need a contortionist to get in and out. But hey, at least it is car park [on-site] so brownie points for location!
And then it hits me: Accessibility. This is a big one, right? Now look, I'm usually on-foot, so I don't have personal experience, but I noticed a few things. The good news? They do list several things, like elevator (thank goodness if you’re not keen on stairs), and facilities for disabled guests. That gives me hope! I didn't spot any explicit ramps to the front door, but, I also didn't actively look. This is where asking directly is your best plan. Call ahead, people! Don't assume!
Inside Studio 7: My Own Little Coastal Bubble
Alright, inside is where things get interesting. The non-smoking rooms are a godsend, let’s be real. The whole "stunning studio" thing? Yeah, they’re not lying there. The soundproof rooms are PERFECT. I'm a light sleeper – think Princess and the Pea levels of sensitivity -- and I heard nothing from the outside world. Absolute bliss! Even the blackout curtains were top-notch, meaning I slept until a truly ungodly hour. My inner sloth rejoiced!
My room had air conditioning, which was a LIFE SAVER. Cornwall can get surprisingly warm, you know! It had Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! and in a world where Wi-Fi is increasingly patchy, this felt like a luxury. Now, to be clear, they also offer Internet access – wireless and Internet access – LAN, but who even uses LAN anymore? I mean, unless you're some hardcore, old-school gamer? Either way, options are good.
The seating area was cozy, a bit like a grown-up play fort. The sofa, not bad for a quick nap, and the desk was perfect for me working, and the laptop workspace was essential, well, unless you're, you know, actually escaping.
The extra long bed was nice for us tall people and the pillow was amazing.
The Amenities: Spa Days and Swimming Pools, Oh My!
Okay, now where things get a bit… dizzying. "Stunning Studio 7" has a ton of stuff. Way more than I could possibly use. They've got a spa with a sauna, steam room, and massage. I'm not a spa person, so I can't give you the lowdown on quality, but the sheer possibility of a body scrub and body wrap fills me with a weird sense of… envy? I can't deny the allure of a pool with view, or a swimming pool [outdoor]. Now, I'm not one for the gym, but I do love a good gym/fitness center.
The Food Fiasco (or, My Adventures in Dining)
Now… the food. This is where things get… interesting. They have restaurants and a poolside bar and a snack bar. They offer room service [24-hour] (a huge plus for us lazy folks!) and a breakfast [buffet], plus all these options: A la carte in restaurant, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, international cuisine in restaurant, vegetarian restaurant, western breakfast, western cuisine in restaurant. The sheer variety is frankly, a little overwhelming.
I opted for the breakfast [buffet] one morning. It was fine. Honestly, it was. Not spectacular, not terrible. The coffee was… coffee. The bacon was… bacon. Standard hotel fare. I did spot a desserts in restaurant, but after my "breakfast" I wasn't so keen on taking anything in. I did take a look at the bottle of water.
It does have Coffee/tea in restaurant, which is fine, and I am not sure why the soup in restaurant is a think, but it is. They also have a Happy hour, which is important. So, yay!
Safety and Cleanliness: Do They Actually Care?
YES. Big, huge, resounding YES. I noticed a real commitment to cleanliness and safety. This is HUGE. They're taking Covid seriously. Lots of hand sanitizer, staff trained in safety protocol, daily disinfection in common areas, individually-wrapped food options, physical distancing of at least 1 meter, and room sanitization opt-out available really stood out to me. I saw several items of anti-viral cleaning products being used. I'm a germaphobe at heart (don't judge!), so this was a huge relief. The sanitized kitchen and tableware items put my mind at ease. They even have safe dining setup.
The Little Extras: Services and Conveniences
Alright, let's rip through some of the other stuff. They offer all the basics, like daily housekeeping, laundry service, dry cleaning, and concierge. They have a convenience store (helpful!) and a gift/souvenir shop (potential impulse buys!). They even have cashless payment service. Now, whether you need all these things depends on you, but they’re there if you do. I would, however, suggest double-checking on the doctor/nurse on call because that can be hit or miss at a hotel.
For the Kids (and the Kid in You)
They claim to be family/child friendly, which is good to know. They have babysitting service and kids meal, which is also something, that I am not capable of partaking in, but is good to know!
Getting Around: Driving, Trains, or… Unicorns?
Airport transfer is listed, which is a nice touch (if you’re flying). They also boast car park [free of charge], which is handy.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
Look, "Escape to Cornwall: Stunning Studio 7" isn't flawless. But it's darn close. It has a lot going for it: great location, clean rooms, and a staff that genuinely seems to care. The abundance of amenities is impressive and the commitment to safety is reassuring. It's a solid choice for a relaxing getaway, especially if you value your peace and quiet (like me!).
But here's the kicker: If you’re looking for a place with a heart and soul, a place where the staff seem to know what they are doing, "Escape to Cornwall" is a great choice. Just… maybe pack your own coffee.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your perfectly-polished travel blog. This is me, wrestling with a stay in Studio 7 Apartment in Saint Austell, Cornwall, and, well, here we go…
The Saint Austell Struggle: A Week of Muddle and Maybe Magic
Day 1: Arrival, and the Apartment's Slightly Smug Aura
- Morning (ish): Landed at Newquay Airport. Hailed a taxi - which, let's be real, felt like a total luxury. My usual travel style is "hitchhike and hope for the best," but after the flight from London (which was delayed, naturally), my patience had evaporated. Saint Austell…here I come!
- Afternoon: The Apartment. Studio 7. Okay, not exactly palatial, but it's…clean. Mostly. A tiny bit of the "rental-property smell" - that elusive blend of bleach and faint disappointment. The key handover was smooth, though the proprietor gave me the whole "here's the thermostat, don't touch that one, and…oh, by the way, there's a slight leak in the bathroom, but it's fine." Perfect. My inner pessimist, named Brenda, chirped, "Oh, this is going to be fun."
- Evening: Unpacked. Panic-ate a bag of crisps. Discovered the TV remote – which, I swear, had more buttons than my old Nokia phone – and spent a humiliating 20 minutes just trying to turn the bloody thing on. Dinner: microwave meal. Culinary masterpiece? Absolutely not. Just fuel. Feeling strangely lonely. Wonder if there's a pub that isn't jam packed with tourists.
Day 2: The Eden Project – Nature’s Humid Hug and My Own Internal Struggle
- Morning: Eden Project! The big one! I'd seen the pictures a million times, but wow. Just…wow. Those biomes! Like giant, architectural snow globes of tropical paradise. The Rainforest Biome was a humid, overwhelming hug. I sweated like a pig, and felt simultaneously amazed and slightly claustrophobic. Brenda, predictably, was complaining about the humidity. "My hair!" she wailed.
- Afternoon: The Mediterranean Biome: blissfully cooler. Stood in the shade of some olive trees, feeling a pang of nostalgia for my own, neglected houseplants. Then, a moment of pure, unadulterated joy: I found a gelato stand. Sea salt caramel. Pure, unadulterated heaven.
- Evening: Back at the apartment. The bathroom leak, of course, was now a full-blown drip. Messaged the proprietor. He was "on it." Felt a vague sense of impending doom. Found a local pub. Too many tourists. Head back to the apartment, with a bottle of wine, and watch some trash tv.
Day 3: Fowey! (and my questionable sense of direction)
- Morning: Headed to Fowey. Pretty little fishing village. The drive was stunning. Cornish countryside is ridiculously beautiful, even when you're lost. Which, spoiler alert, I was. Took a wrong turn, ended up on a dirt road, and nearly drove my rental car into a ditch. Managed to turn around, eventually. Brenda was muttering, "Should have taken the train!"
- Afternoon: Fowey itself was charming. Cobbled streets, colorful boats bobbing in the harbor. Had a truly terrible seafood lunch. Oysters that tasted of the sea – and not in a good way. Walked along the waterfront, wishing I had a dog to throw a stick for. Then decided to drown my sorrows with a Cornish cream tea. Devine. Clotted cream, jam, scones, and a pot of tea. Pure bliss.
- Evening: Back in Saint Austell. The bathroom leak had been "fixed." It hadn't. Decided to embrace the chaos. Took a shower and pretended the constant dripping was a soothing rain.
Day 4: Charlestown and the Sea! - A Day of Surprises and Disappointment
- Morning: Visited Charlestown. This was the highlight. Walked through the harbor, filmed a pirate ship and pretended to be captain Jack Sparrow. Very charming place. Headed to the beach and swam in the sea.
- Afternoon: Found out there was a film festival happening in some local pub (which was a little too touristy, I'll be honest) and walked around the town, with no idea where to go, what to do.
- Evening: Tired, and a little bored. Back at the apartment, feeling strangely melancholy. The bathroom leak had morphed into a full-blown waterfall. Brenda was now openly weeping. Decided to drown my sorrows in wine.
Day 5: Lost Gardens of Heligan - Gardens of Beauty and Lost Keys!
- Morning: The Lost Gardens of Heligan. Now here's something special. Wandered around, and got totally lost in the jungle-y vibe. Stunning. The scale of everything was impressive, and I was completely mesmerized. A true highlight…until…
- Afternoon: Where are my keys. My car keys. Shit. Searched everywhere. Pockets, bag, even the gelato wrappers from Day 2. Nothing. Panicked. retraced my steps at the gardens, and found nothing. Had to call the landlord. More stress.
- Evening: He arrived. We searched the apartment in despair.
- And then. They were in the bathroom. On the window sill. The key. The window sill! Felt like a complete idiot. The relief, however, was immense. Went back to the local pub and and laughed.
Day 6: Rest and Relaxation? Nope.
- Morning: Okay, today, I decided, I am going to relax. Read some books, rewatch some films, finally write some of my trip. Of course what happened? The apartment ran out of hot water.
- Afternoon: I head to the beach! But somehow, I lost my brand new cap.
- Evening: Decided to go back to the Eden Project for the last time.
Day 7: Departure – Bittersweet and Slightly Soggy
- Morning: Checked out of the apartment. The bathroom leak was still going, but who cared anymore? Left a heartfelt note for the landlord: "Thanks for the experience."
- Departure: Newquay Airport. Plane delayed again. Brenda, surprisingly, was quiet. Maybe we'd both been through enough.
- Final thought: Cornwall? Beautiful. Saint Austell? A little rough around the edges. Studio 7 Apartment? An experience. Would I go back? Absolutely. Though next time, I'm bringing a plumber, a map, and a lot more wine. And maybe a dog. A well-behaved dog, hopefully.
Escape to Cornwall: Studio 7 - The Brutally Honest FAQ (Because Let's Be Real…)
Okay, so Studio 7 in St Austell… Is it *actually* stunning? I’ve seen the photos…
Stunning? Hmm. Let's just say the photographer clearly had a really, REALLY good lens (or maybe a generous dose of Photoshop). Is it visually *offensively* ugly? No, definitely not. It's… pleasant. Clean, bright, and the *potential* for stunning is definitely there. The reality is, it's well-presented, yeah. But “stunning,” like, "knock your socks off, gasp for air" stunning? Nah. Think more "nice, comfortable, I wouldn’t be embarrassed to have my in-laws stay here" stunning. (And trust me, *that's* a win.) I remember when I first walked in thinking, "Right, let's accessorize the HELL out of this place!" (Because honestly, how many matching cushions can one studio *really* handle?)
What's the kitchen like? Is it actually equipped for, you know, *cooking*?
The kitchen… ah, the kitchen. It's... functional! Which, coming from my own kitchen (which, let's be honest, looks like a tornado of takeout containers and half-opened spice jars exploded in it), is saying something. You've got the basics – hob, microwave, fridge. Now, if you're planning on whipping up a Michelin-starred feast? Probably not. But for a week's worth of easy meals I managed. Think pasta, sandwiches, a valiant attempt at a Cornish pasty (mine looked like a sad, crimped-up slug, FYI).
I did have a moment where I thought, "Right, I am going to attempt baking a cake." Big mistake. The oven was a little… temperamental. Let's just say my cake looked more like a solidified volcanic eruption. 🤦♀️ And don't even get me started on finding a decent spatula. Argh! But hey, tea and toast? Absolutely doable. (And thank god for the local pasty shop.)
Is it a good location for actually *exploring* Cornwall?
Location-wise, St Austell… is… central-ish. It's a decent base, I’ll give it that. You're not exactly *in* the thick of the action (Padstow, Port Isaac are a drive away, and I'm a lazy driver. I'll admit it), but you're within striking distance of a bunch of amazing things. The Eden Project is practically on your doorstep (go, it's mind-blowing – even for someone who vaguely remembers biology). The Lost Gardens of Heligan? Absolutely gorgeous. Beaches? A reasonable drive away (that aforementioned lazy driver *wills* themselves to go).
The one thing I'll say is... don't underestimate the Cornish roads! They're narrow. They're windy. And the GPS? Well, let's just say it led me to a field full of cows. I nearly died of embarrassment. Twice. Then, for a laugh, I tried to get to the beach at sunset... but ended up going to a Tesco instead.
What about the bed? Is it comfy?! Because after a day of exploring, that's all I crave!
The bed... Ah, yes, the bed. Listen, after a day of dodging sheep on those Cornish roads (seriously, do those fluffy bandits have rights of way?), the bed better be a cloud. And thankfully, Studio 7's bed did the job. It's not the *best* bed I've ever slept in (I once stayed in a hotel that had a literal TEMPUR-Pedic cloud), and it's not the worst (I’ve also slept on a park bench, long story, don't ask). It's… good. Comfortable enough. You’ll sleep. You’ll wake up feeling mostly refreshed. That’s the goal, right?
I remember I had this weird dream one night I was being chased by Cornish pasties. Terrifying. Woke up, and the bed didn’t let me down. Kept me safe. Bed: 1. Pasties: 0.
Is there parking? Because driving in Cornwall sounds... terrifying.
Parking… Yes, there *is* parking. But parking in Cornwall in general? Is a contact sport. Studio 7 has its own designated spot, which is fantastic. Honestly, a dedicated parking space is worth its weight in gold in Cornwall. I was so relieved. I was bracing myself for the parking wars! Trying to parallel park on a street with a 30-degree incline, when you're also battling a rogue seagull, just… no. It's a big win. Seriously, take the parking, and cherish it.
What about the noise? Is it quiet at night?
The noise... Well, it *is* a studio, so you're going to hear things. I'm a light sleeper, prone to every teeny tiny noise. Luckily, it was pretty quiet most nights. The biggest noise complaint I had was from my own stomach rumbling. Breakfast was always *very* welcome. There’s a bit of the usual background noise of a residential area, but nothing particularly disruptive.
One night, though? The seagulls. Dear god, the seagulls. They sounded like they were having a convention outside my window. "Mine! Mine! Mine!" (I swear that's what they were saying) Seriously, pack earplugs if you're a light sleeper. It's the only way.
Okay, overall… Would you recommend it? Be honest!
Would I recommend Studio 7? Look, it's perfectly fine. It does exactly what it says on the tin. It's a decent base for exploring Cornwall, it's clean, and it's got everything you *need*. It's not the Ritz, you know? But is it a nice, comfortable, convenient place to crash after a day of exploring? Absolutely.
My advice: go in with realistic expectations, and you’ll be fine. Don't expect a five-star experience, but embrace the Cornish charm (and the seagulls). And if you're anything like me, you'll come back with a suitcase full of memories (and probably a few too many pasties). And, you know what? That's a pretty good deal.
Just remember the earplugs.
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