Blue Ocean Motel – Don’t Judge a Book by Its... Exterior Paint Job
Okay, real talk: when we first pulled into the Blue Ocean Motel, I had a full-blown “oh no, what have I done?” moment. From the outside, it looked like it might star in a retro horror film called Motel Misery. BUT—big but here—the moment we stepped inside, all our fears vanished faster than free Wi-Fi on a family road trip.
The rooms? Spotless. Clean, comfy beds that didn’t feel like they were borrowed from a 1980s hospital ward. The bathrooms had clearly been updated a few years ago and were sparkling, well-stocked, and honestly better than a lot of big-name hotels we’ve stayed at.
Housekeeping? Absolute legends. Friendly, cheerful, and definitely doing a great job. We saw a previous review bizarrely commenting on someone's race—seriously? If you're rating people based on their ethnicity instead of service, maybe you're the problem. Just saying.
Check-in and check-out were smoother than a coastal breeze—grabbed our keys from the holder and dropped them in the box on the way out. No fuss, no queues, no awkward small talk.
Each room had the usual tea, coffee, and creamer setup (though we didn’t use it, because we were too busy running around town and stuffing our faces). We had two rooms for our group, and everyone was pleasantly surprised—yes, even the picky one.
And the location? Prime. A stone’s throw from the beach, shops, and food, without being right in the chaos.
So yeah, don’t let the outside sca
