Sometimes where you choose to stay while travelling is a destination in itself. While I do not mind booking myself in a standard hotel or a camper in the middle of a Dutch farm, indulging in hotels where the view is breathtaking and the wine overflows, makes my travels a little more memorable. Through the years, I have stayed in many unforgettable accommodations,  some cost me a fortune, others not even €10 a day. What they have in common are their amazing locations and top of the class service – two of the most important factors I am looking for in a hotel. I am sharing five of my favourites here:

There are places that we have to visit at least once in our lifetime. Venice or Rome for example. AND there are special places where we go back again and again because it gives us beautiful memories.

My favourite place in Italy is Bassano del Grappa, a small city in the outskirts of Venice. It lies at the foot of the majestic Monte Grappa, from which it borrowed its name.  In addition to the snow-capped mountain, the clear River Brenta that passes through the city adds up to its allure.

I discovered Bassano del Grappa in the summer of 2010, while searching for a special drink – Grappa. This is an Italian digestif made from discarded grapes that originated from this former village. From Sta Lucia station in Venice, Bassano del Grappa is only an hour and a half by train. Because the city is so small, it is ideal for daily or weekend trips.

A 10-minute walk from the train station will take you to  Ponte degli Alpini or Palladio’s bridge – a covered wooden bridge designed Andrea Palladio, Italy’s most famous villa architect. Whenever I am in Venice, I always include Bassano del Grappa to my itinerary. Standing on Ponte degli Alpini looking out to Monte Grappa is enough to take away my stress. It is such a picturesque place, don’t you think? It is a paradise for me.

I’d catch the early train from Venice to Bassano del Grappa and eat breakfast at Taverna Al Ponte, joining the local men drinking their first espresso there. I would have my meal on the terrace with the view of the pastel-colored houses on the other side of the river and enjoy a nice glass of white wine from the Dolomites together with my ham and cheese sandwhich. To end my meal, I would ask Roberto to pour me a glass of grappa and serve it with a strong shot of espresso.

Breakfast usually takes hours because I tend to order second glasses. I’d finish with a glass of apple liqueur and by the time I am done, half of the day is already gone. I would spend the remaining hours walking around the town, peering into the little boutiques selling jewelry and shoes or sit under one of the statue at Piazza Liberta gazing at the city’s grand clock adorning Museo Civico. Before my train back to Venice leaves, I’d spend an hour at Museo del Grappa, deciding which variety to take back home.

Happy, tipsy and very much relaxed, I would walk back to the train station and sleep all the way to Venice, dreaming of my next journey to this town.

I’m blogging right now from a cafe right in front of Corfu bus station, making the most of the 2-hour wait for the last bus to Paleokastritsa. This is the 8th day of my 9-day trip and where I am staying, a storm is currently raging. Not exactly the most ideal way to end my trip.

While I am not yet writing about it, I’ve posted lots of photos in Instagram and Twitter. And since I have enough time and fast internet connection now (it’s amazing how digitally-connected this part of Greece is), I thought I’d share with you come of the recent Instagram photos I took from my trip to Hamburg, Germany until my stormy visit to Corfu, Greece today.

I left Rotterdam Thursday last week for a maritime fair in Hamburg. I always enjoy watching the busy port of Hamburg from Kohlbrand Bridge which run from one side of the port to the other. It looks a lot like the Erasmus Bridge in Rotterdam only much higher.

Note: Sorry for the crappy Blackberry photos. My time in Rome was very short and very hectic that’s why I wans’t able to take decent photos.

In the Philippines, we call a 24-hour trip an “overnight” because it means spending a night somewhere else than your own house. Kids and teenagers usually look forward to “overnights” at their friends’ houses – it’s a way of getting away from the prying eyes of their parents while enjoying time with friends. While for me, an overnight had been a way to see Europe in between business trips.

Hi and goodbye

Last summer I spent an evening in pompous Rome after a news conference in Umbria. Because I already travelled to Italy the week before for my other job, I did not have the luxury to extend my weekend trip any longer than Monday. So Rome and I sort of just said hi and hello – a very quick meet-up.

I stayed at Hotel Alpi, a 4-star hotel about 10 minutes walk away from Central Termini Station. I find it a bit on the expensive side at €98 per night, especially when I wasn’t able to enjoy the hotel fully – not it’s breakfast nor it’s cozy terrace. But what I found most disappointing was when they advertised at booking.com that they offer free wifi in their hotel rooms but when you ask them for it, they will tell you that it’s not possible with my computer but when I checked, I actually have to pay for it. That’s lying!

I spent a couple of hours enjoying the sights of Rome, on top of a double-decker bus. That little window of time made me appreciate the history of the city, frown at it’s excesses and realized it’s importance to the modern society. I wished I had more time to stay.