In Mexico City we stayed at the W Hotel in the Polanco district. It was our first time staying in this chain where the motto for room service is "Whatever, Whenever."
The hotel seems to be a hotspot for hipsters and club loungers in the city--hence the continuous thumping disco music in the lobby and elevators. The W has a very testosterone-influenced design, all sleek lines and 90 degree angles, not a frilly curtain in sight. Red, Black and Cream seem to be the preferred colours.
The bar was a nice place to relax. So was the lobby.
Service at the hotel was excellent, but it comes at a price. In fact, all the prices were pretty exorbitant. Our favourite was the in-room snack bar, where they provided Voss Artesian Water "imported from Norway" at 80 pesos ($8 US) a bottle.
I was a fan of the weekend brunch. Any place where I can eat real tortilla chips with salsa for breakfast gets a star in my book, no matter where it is. The verdict? Only stay here if it's bankrolled by your corporate account. This wasn't real life, but we enjoyed it anyway.
We are back in London. Next up...tales from Hammersmith.
