Following a very successful stay in a boutique hotel in Saint Hellier on Jersey, we're now in a boutique hotel in Bordeaux. it's a pleasant mixture of old world charm and very modern chic. Each room has its own personality, our is almost a new york loft, with concrete floors and brushed metal and glass tables, but it's with a european twist, deep pignments in the wall colours, Hermes bathroom stuff and italian linens. The other rooms are all different, and lovely in their own way.
The owner, Thierry, takes it all very personally, as if he's inviting you into his house. There's an open plan kitchen off the main communal area (but that seems to only be for the staff to use), and a CD collection is avaialble for anyone to play in the lounge areas.
This is wonderful, but can lead to service being very relaxed as well. It also means that the place works wonderfully as long as you behave "normally" there.
The car parking is in a private location, and only available through the hotel staff, so if you want to park at 2 in the morning, it's either park in a public space or wake someone up.
If they are going to run a hotel this way in a busy city, I think they need to go the extra step and make the kitchen available to guests, provide 24 hour parking and have a night staff. Otherwise, a wonderful place to be.
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A favourite part of my formative years was the "play what I wrote" on the Morcambe and Wise show. I hope I'll be able to stand in their shadow - way back in their shadow.
Not that I'll manage to be amusing, nor will anything I scrawl here be as well crafted. But I'll be happy if I manage to ignore my own social programming and allow a little of their anarchy, irreverance, intelligence, wit and humour to make their way onto these pages. I doubt it will happen, but I can dream.
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