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Locals don’t always know best
A few weeks ago, I saw a travel editor tweet out what struck me as a strange appeal. She was looking for a local writer in a certain American city. Fair enough. Local writers
Read More »Sleeping in a coffin at Propeller Island, Berlin | Review
A musician’s art project in Berlin offers up possibly the weirdest accommodation in Germany, as David Whitley found out… It wasn’t a promising welcome. My instructions had led me to a building covered in
Read More »The best Hong Kong hotels
An area by area guide to the best accommodation options in Hong Kong for all budgets and traveller preferences. Tsim Tsa Shui The tip of the Kowloon Peninsula is where many of Hong Kong’s
Read More »Transport accommodation: Staying in ships, train carriages, planes and helicopters
Bizarre transport-turned-hotels from around the Netherlands, USA, UK, Sweden and New Zealand – including planes, trains and old cruise ships. When most of us travel, we can’t wait to get to the location. The
Read More »Quiz question: Where do towels belong?
I stepped out of the shower – not a particularly memorable one, but solidly decent – and reached for the towel. This was my first mistake. The towel was not on the towel rail.
Read More »When having bad handwriting is useful
It’s increasingly common when checking in to a hotel to be asked for your email address. “If you can just fill in your name, address and email address,” the receptionist will ask after you
Read More »Travel writer tips: The best time for hotel inspections
If you need to inspect lots of hotels, should you set up appointments, or just turn up? And, if the latter, what is the best time to do it. There is likely to come
Read More »A plea to hoteliers: Please provide a toilet brush
Not having to clean up after yourself is one of the very best aspects of staying in a hotel. Let me in a hotel room for five minutes and I’ll have generally covered every
Read More »When is it reasonable to expect someone to speak English?
“Food, you have food?” I asked, breaking into a knife and fork shovel mime. “Sticky rice?” came the reply. “Fried noodle?” I tried. “Sticky rice. Soup” “OK, sticky rice, soup.” There was no real
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