The Palace Hotel, Manchester
Recently, I’ve found myself enjoying a number of overnight stays across the north west, and as far as Germany. Work has been chaotic to say the least! With deadline after deadline and a never ending stack of marking and assessments, I’ve really valued each night away. None more so than this weekend’s visit to The Palace Hotel, Oxford Road, Manchester.
Months ago, I purchased tickets to see Cold War Kids in Manchester. Two weeks before, I decided a Friday evening commute into and out of the city centre wasn’t for me and started to research staying the night. I scoured the internet and found a reasonably priced deal, on LateRooms.com, which sounded too good to be true! A double room at the four star Palace for £59.
Leaving work on Friday, I headed straight to the train station. At 5.25pm, I was resting my head against the train window watching the countryside slip by and letting the stresses of the previous two weeks drift away. Little did I know what the hotel had in mind for me…
On arrival, I was impressed by the hotel’s grandeur. High ceilings, marble flooring and leaded glass windows hinted at the building’s previous life as the Refuge Assurance Building, built in 1891-1895. In 1986, the Refuge Assurance Company parted ways with the building to relocate to Cheshire, and despite plans to use the iconic building for The Halle orchestra, the building lay empty until it was converted into a hotel in 1996.
Stepping through the glass facade, the large queue at the hotel lobby detracted me from the impressive entrance hall. However, I needn’t had worried. Before I had even had time to send a text, a receptionist was waiting to take my details and ask if I required any morning newspapers. Within minutes, I was on my way to the room, with Trip Advisor reviewer’s words of doom ringing in my head. Previous reviews had stated it was difficult to find some rooms. Ours was no different. This wasn’t due to the hotel’s signage, but our inability to believe our incredible good luck. The hotel had assigned us to a suite!
The Christopher Columbus suite to be precise. Tentatively opening the door, we were welcomed by a huge sitting room complete with leather sofas, flat-screen television and a writing desk. Giddy at such luck, we raced through to the bedroom to find a huge, four poster bed with two soft, towelling robes and a pair of slippers awaiting. Now, maybe it’s just me but I’m guessing not, a perk of hotel rooms are the toiletries and my, I was not disappointed. They had even included a razor, foam, toothbrush and paste and emery board, as well as the usual soap and shower gel.
Honestly, the suite was larger than the ground floor of my home and as I lay in bed that night, I found myself wishing I had booked the whole weekend. Will I stay again? Most definitely. For me, the reviews on Trip Advisor were minor details which were insignificant to us during our stay.
Considering a visit? Book it! You never know your luck, you too may be lucky enough to stay in a suite.
*It’s worthwhile to point out that I am not being paid to endorse this hotel in any way. I am merely a happy and satisfied paying customer, who felt a quality stay was worth sharing.