Experience the epitome of luxury and timeless elegance at Hong Kong’s Peninsula Hotel as Mike Yardley takes on a journey through 95 years of opulent hospitality.
She has been the first lady of Hong Kong hospitality for a staggering 95 years. First impressions count and nothing can beat the blissed-out glamour of being whisked between Hong Kong Airport and the Peninsula Hotel in one of their magnificently regal Rolls Royce Phantoms. Faithfully staffing the main entrance, you’re warmly met on arrival by their emblematic pillbox-topped door staff and bellhops, immaculately attired in creamy pageboy attire.
Hong Kong’s grand dame is the pinnacle of destination hotels and you can’t beat a harbour-view room at “The Pen” for the best front-row seat on the Symphony of Light nightly harbour spectacle. Accommodations combine warm brown woods and soft leather with ultra-contemporary comforts and discerning works of local art. It’s the artisan detailing that is so impressive, from the leather-finished wardrobes and vintage travel trunk-inspired drawer handles, to the exceptional burlwood cabinetry and reflective-metal blossom wall art. My elegant dark green and cream marbled bathroom featured a built-in bathtub, overlooking Kowloon, and a spacious rain shower, with superb pressure. It would make the most fussy temple-bathing Roman blush.
In-room amenities, such as a welcome fruit plate and steaming hot tea greeted me on arrival. Indulge in white-gloved room service. My in-room breakfast was a silver tray affair, lavishly set with silver utensils, pewter teapots, fluffy croissants, homemade jams, succulent fruits, a choice of mains, juice and plunger coffee. What a wake-up. Tech features impress. You’ll love the illuminated mirrors that glide up at a touch and the interactive tablets, where you can order everything from ice buckets to excursion tickets, at a click, alongside tending to the TV, blinds, air-con and lighting.