After being in Berlin for a few days, I find myself needing to retreat from the city’s bustling and wild centre. Whether it’s the jet lag finally catching up with me or the knowledge I’ll soon be surrounded more by nature than people, I feel a sleepy smile creep across my face as the bus bumps along*. Thanking the driver, who seems surprised by the interaction (I’m sure my German isn’t that bad…), I leave the bus behind. A short walk along the house-lined streets, my suitcase following diligently behind me, and the Schlosshotel Berlin by Patrick Hellmann comes into view. I have found my oasis.
*I have terrible sense of direction so I prefer to take transport and walk to help get my bearings. Guests with a better sense of direction than I, can organise a limousine transfer, luxury van or book an experience with the Rolls-Royce Ghost, all with a chauffeur.