Fairfield House Hotel
No availability found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
Photos of Fairfield House Hotel
TripAdvisor Reviews Fairfield House Hotel Ayr
Travel Blogs from Ayr
RH: As many of you know, we are super big into our kit. A hobby that picked up from our time at Blacks/Millets will probably never leave us.... oh well.
One of the most exciting things from very early on in planning our trip was what kit we were going to take and how it was all going to work. We went through our own processes of packing and they were very varied. I eventually settle on kit that ...
... and into a garden) across the beautiful river via a lovely footbridge into the big new area of tarted-up riverside where one finds things like the Science Centre and the "Armadillo," a fancy Sydney Opera House rip-off Concert Hall, then some more very ropey inner city suburbs, these increasingly filled with loud and rather drunk groups of celebrating football fans (and the busloads of morose away-team supporters going home disappointed) and then across the motorway on ...
... the Glencoe Pass, another stretch of beautiful landscape. It is no wonder the area is a popular destination for hiking and biking.
Once we were through the Pass, we stopped for a break just outside Loch Lomond National Park - our last stop before arriving in Glasgow. It was definitely a different feel being back in civilization as we drove through suburbs outside of the city. Glasgow is ...
... you can chat to a local. So we are now well and truly informed as where to go and it is all written down. We are looking forward to the next couple of weeks.
15/08 Today started out nice and sunny. We decided to walk into Ayr again and have a good look around. Ayr is very well known for it is the birthplace of the famous bard Robert Burns. He was born in a cottage not very far from here in 1759. There is ...
... 5 (built 1942) Spitfire plunging straight into the Scottish moorland. As we laid our wreaths and messages of remembrance on behalf of all of his family it was impossible to not experience some emotion standing there quietly in the peaceful albeit rather overgrown surroundings.
In all we had spent some 2 hours at Craigton and it was late in the afternoon by the time Scott had driven us back to our hotel via the tunnel beneath the Clyde. After another chat to ...