With its gilded history, inherent charm, and Stars Hollow feel, Newport was all sorts of perfect for a Christmas family getaway.
We picked the Hotel Viking for its location, seated in the heart of Newport’s Historic Hill. It felt like a destination in itself with a highly-rated restaurant, beautifully decked halls and trimmings, and amenities. There didn’t seem to be a wrong turn in any direction from the hotel, which would suit wandering souls like my hubby and myself. So a-walking we went.
It was early afternoon on Christmas day when we arrived and went exploring in Newport. I particularly enjoyed the serenity which served as a perfect escape from the usual hustle and bustle of a city. It felt like we had Newport all to ourselves. Save for the Starbucks that was likely the only place open that day, of course. It was brimming with all the caffeine addicts that could sniff it out from a mile away. On Christmas, we chose the quiet and surprisingly not-so-painfully continued our stroll empty handed.
There were sweet decorations to behold at almost every corner. Even when the shops were closed, the holiday spirit of Newport continued to softly flicker and keep it alive.
Quaint alleyways and nooks such as this gave us the magical feeling of being in Hogsmeade or a fairytale.
I saw this patio and lovely seating setup outside of the Black Pearl and – wait for it – an outdoor bar. It was closed but I knew we had to come back when they opened the next day.
Such a gorgeous spot to dine or drink in! And just a few steps down was this quaint marina off of Bannister’s Wharf. Perhaps my favorite spot in all of Newport. Bonus points for the coffee shop right next to it, the Coffee Grinder.
My pops was tickled by the name of this boat – little did he know it’s an actual brand – since it had both my (pet name) and Alex’s names. Sort of.
This anchor was a fun little touch. You best believe Alex and my dad tried to climb it, and confirmed that it had a safe rubber landing suited for all climbers, the young or the young-at-heart.
That evening, we had originally planned Christmas dinner at Sardella’s with the family, a short walk from our hotel. Since my mom wasn’t feeling herself at all, we ventured over to the restaurant to explain our circumstance and they happily accommodated. We waited at the bar, which offered a warm welcome and set a friendly vibe to the restaurant as soon as we walked in. Around us was an intimate interior and an air of nostalgia that came with the tasteful depiction of being at grandma’s, in my view. The kind that Alex and I get so emotionally attached to right away.
A few drinks at the bar and we were off, lugging our Christmas dinner in paper bags and pizza boxes to bring back to the hotel. It wasn’t ideal, but it had everything that mattered most to us especially at Christmas: family.
The next day, we bulked up with brunch at the One Bellevue restaurant before going exploring. We continued to keep our activities less strenuous given that my mama was still fighting off a bad cold. Now I’m relieved I got my flu shot this year! What was nice about Newport though is that we were able to be creative with our site-seeing. They have a “10-mile drive” that includes a drive-by view of the mansions, historic landmarks of the city, and parts of the Cliff Walk. We were to see an overview of Newport from the comfort of our cozy car and keep my mom rested. There were portions of the drive that we could pull off for the overlook and snap away.
By the end of our trip, though my parents decided to recuperate back at the hotel, the husband and I trekked our way to The Black Pearl. It was just what we were hoping for and more. The bartender whipped up some “Magic Elixir” for his patrons which was a hardy dose of hot ciders in 2 blends and whiskey. With a hot cup of cider, a view like this to marvel at, and a wild chance to stay outdoors over the holidays, I was in my happy place. I may have been in the clouds a little too much though because I totally missed my chance to order a bowl of The Black Pearl’s award-winning clam chowder from the bar. We’ll be back.
By the time we got hungry, we were ready for some warmth. We walked back towards Thames St. and found Wharf Pub. It had space for al fresco dining and drinking but was closed that day. Inside, the restaurant was reminiscent of Southern-style home-cooked meals. Tater tots. Fish and Chips. Wings. Ah, SO good.
Our first Christmas in Newport was loaded with family time, rest and relaxation. We have so much left to see and are looking forward to be back to experience its most vibrant season in the summer, most charming time over the holidays, or both.
Hope you had a magical Christmas/ Hannukah/ Kwanzaa/ holiday!