In Turku, Scandinavian architecture and modern way of life prevails; but nestled between the city centre and the railway station, you will find Park Hotel Turku and a breeze of Central European atmosphere of olden times.
It is hard to write about something you don’t understand – hard to mold the words into a clearcut, finite meaning about something that seems indescribable and infinite.
The train journey from Hamburg to Aarhus, in Denmark, is long. The scenery does not change much and neither does the weather: when I arrive, it is still raining. This is why instead of walking, I am happy to hop on a taxi, and whizz myself to Villa Provence.
My most loyal readers have by now observed my interest in historic hotels and buildings. This is why, a few weeks ago in Hamburg, I was particularly delighted to receive an invitation to spend a night in a former telecommunication office.
When I think of Germany, I think of Bach’s piano music, the sorrowful books of Goethe, and the epochs of Mann. When I think of a traveller’s Germany, I do not think of the Untergrundbahns, nor the divided Berlin or the destructions of the WWII: I think of the long journeys through country meadows, wandering salesmen with their neat suitcases, the medieval villages stopped in time.
This is why I was particularly charmed when I stepped into my suite in Palais Esplanade, where a charmingly old-fashioned atmosphere greets us modern travellers.
When I see a small octagonal tower surrounded by red brick houses, I stop in amazement: this was going to be one memorable night in my own princess tower!
After a long and sunny summer in Brazil, it was amazing to return to my new city of dreams, Amsterdam. This time around, I wanted to experience what it would be like to live in this historic city: eat at my own kitchen table, walk out to the streets without greeting the hotel staff and buy my morning breads from a bakery around the corner.
Recently, on my travels and talking with hotel and B&B owners around the world, I have come into the conclusion that the best accommodations are provided by people who travel a lot themselves. This is also the case with von Deska Townhouses.
During my recent visit to Amsterdam, I was glad to discover another, urban side of the city. With a 1970s stylish retro design, loads of green plants, dim lights and wooden furniture, Hotel V Fizeaustraat is a little oasis in an urban jungle.
When I arrive at the small square of Anna Paulownaplein in The Hague’s upscale district of Mesdakwartier, my heart starts to flutter of joy. And I use this familiar expression from 19th-century novels in purpose, as the area has a beautifully elegant, charmingly old-fashioned feel.