Tag: hotel

Berlin still feels like the last real city where you can just walk out the door and live without a schedule. Staying at Michelberger gave us a base in the middle of Friedrichshain’s raw energy – near RAW-Gelände, Skatehalle, Boxi and all the vegan food and alt shops you could want. From there, Berlin unfolds on foot, by tram, and without ever needing a tourist plan.

The modern architectural world has become so absurd, so self-referential, that we are now finding whimsy in a grotesque pastiche of a mansion hoisted onto a soulless skyscraper—rather than restoring the very real, crumbling mansions that lie abandoned in the European countryside. This is art eating itself, an ouroboros of design where irony and spectacle matter more than substance or authenticity.

My first experience in an economy budget hostel in Tel Aviv was less than savory. A crowded, stinking dorm...

On the grand scale of greenliness, the Radisson Blu scores pretty low, but they are making an effort that...