A doorman wearing a khaki uniform, a pith helmet and a smile and welcomes me to the Danna hotel on Langkawi, Malaysia. The tall, arched windows of the airy, marble-floored lobby remind me of those in Colonial era buildings over on peninsula Malaysia and Singapore.
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There’s something uplifting about waking up in the tropics, pulling back the curtains of a luxury bedroom and opening the door, stepping down from the veranda then wandering barefoot on a white sand beach in the early morning sunlight.
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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe used to sip Madeira wine in the cellar, Adolf Hitler stayed at least 35 times and there’s a secret tunnel dating from World War II and leading from the cellar under the adjacent market place
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It’s not often that I murmur a ‘wow’ upon arriving at a hotel. I’m not the most demonstrative of travellers but the grandeur of the Al Bustan Palace's 38 metre high central hall raised even my eyebrows a centimetre or two.
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The Hotel Palacio and Banyan Tree Spa stands in Estoril, 25 km west of Lisbon, a town which has long regarded one of Europe’s elite destinations.
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