Slip on your red shoes and be transported into another world. The world of Mosman. A world where balsamic vinegar is swapped for Verjuice. A world of boater hats and blue blazers. A world of private planes and Ferraris. And into this world is born The Albert. A divine hotel that epitomises what our Emerald city is all about. Crossing the bridge. The Albert has its own mini bridge – one made from perfectly laid sisal that transports a guest from the majestic original side of the hotel, once a virtual twin to Boronia House to the complementary newly built side of the hotel.