The Royal's an old hotel. If you listen, it’ll whisper to you tales from long ago, both good and bad. Epic tales of adventurers, dreamers, rogues and rebels – those who chose a different path.
It will tell you about times past. When weary travellers who’d crossed the Rimutakas could get a bed, a good meal and a drink before riding into the Wairarapa, the "land of glistening waters".
It will tell you of the times when steam power was king. When the wondrous Fell steam engine was invented that pulled travellers up and over the ranges to The Royal.
It will tell you of mysterious places and people, and of the characters that stay in the hotel rooms.
It will tell you of people who fought for right, for wrong, or did things others thought impossible.
It will tell you of soldiers marching past its doors, of New Zealand wars, and of other people’s wars.
And if you look, The Royal will show you its secrets – in its cabinets, its stairs and on its walls.
Built in a different long-ago time, you hear its age, you hear its past. Listen for the train as it rolls by, just as it’s done for 100 years. Listen for the footsteps on the stairs, heard each day since the hotel opened. Listen for the whisper of the old sash windows when the wind brushes Featherston.
But most of all, enjoy the attention and service you’ll get from a small-town hotel, locally owned and operated, and presenting – with love – all that’s local and good to eat and drink.
Be part of history.