On my recent work trip to San Francisco I was staying in the W Hotel — a chic, downtown pad that towers over Yerba Buena Gardens. Fun fact before I get to the review: the week prior to my stay, the W hosted Barack Obama during a jaunt to the city. So if it was good enough for the US president, it surely must be good enough for me — right? My room I was staying in room 711 (and I wasn’t immune to the suggestion of Americana the number evoked). I’ve stayed in some gorgeous hotel rooms, some funky…

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Berlin is an annual stop-off for me these days as it’s a regular fixture on the international technology trade show circuit, which looks something like this: Las Vegas–>Barcelona–>Berlin… rinse and repeat. Due to the fact that most of the time I’m in Berlin I’m on business trips, I’ve been fortunate to enjoy some of the fancier digs about town. I’ve stayed in the Wyndham Grand, which is swanky in a business-functional kind of way and had the most enormous bathrooms I’ve ever seen. Seriously, the shower was just the best, and practically bigger than my flat in London. I’ve stayed in the Lux 11,…

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There was a time when all I knew of Wales was its northernmost reaches. Abersoch, Anglesey and pretty Portmeirion were the places I spent my early childhood; but there is more to Wales than that, and more of Wales than that in me. About a quarter of me comes from the Valleys, the industrialised area of South Wales where my Nana grew up — before she fled to medical school in Cardiff, and then to England. But there is more to Wales even than these places. Plenty more. One of the places I have longed to go is the Brecon Beacons.…

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