A lovely, affectionate little hotel which seemed to have fallen out of time with an enchanted, overgrown garden. The guest book starts at 1935, the interior is just little younger and the good cuisine has strong characteristics of the seventies. A wonderful detail is coffee or tea at the bedside before breakfast. Greeted by the dog always carrying a teddy in his mouth, served by the technik-refusing barkeeper at the bar, I hope, the landlady will continue running the hotel like that as long as possible. Even when a little outdated, the Cambus O'May is a real finding! read more