When we visited Munich, we very much scheduled where to stay around what we were doing. Our first hotel (we wouldn’t usually move hotels, preferring to spend the time in a cafe or pub) was selected specifically for how close it was to the main train station (It was a nice enough hotel despite the Faulty Towers-esque lift that only stopped mid-storey so luggage was lugged up or down half a flight of stairs).
Being close to the München Hauptbahnhof meant we could delay getting out of bed as late as possible before boarding trains armed with plum pastries and coffee from one of the local bakeries. What we didn’t count on would be discovering a street FULL of Turkish kebab shops (apparently the German version of burger joints) that we would end up in for at least two nights, hungry from the alpine air.
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of the Westin Grand Munich but all of my very many thoughts and excitement over storage spaces are very much my own…
But, our favourite stay of the holiday our 4-star superior hotel we left for the end. We intentionally planned the last few days for shorter trips, pottering around Munich to places we discovered (like the incredibly cool BMW museum), coffee with the lovely Linda and simply relaxing.
I often find hotel reviews to be the hardest thing to write on this blog corner of mine, but staying at the Grand Westin was such
a pleasure. Slightly out of the centre (about 10 minutes on the Metro) it was as much a relaxation destination as a hotel – just what the doctor ordered.
Check-in was smooth as silk, and whilst the enormous foyer reminded me a little of the spacious hotels of the Middle East – all opulent marble and columns – our room was beautifully European. Decorated in a palette of white, turquoise and earth tones (inspired by the form, colors and contours of the Isar River’s alpine course) it was perfect for foliage shoefies. What more can you ask for?
Up on the 15th floor, our 30m2 room was the perfect size to spread out, unpack our suitcases and watch the sunsets over the Munich city skyline – even on overcast days. With windows the width of our room and wrapping further around, it was a bright, welcoming space.
With a bed we desperately wanted to pack in our suitcases, well-appointed bathroom, sweet welcoming gift of cake platter complete with hashtagged icing #legends, a pool I had spent weeks looking forward to and their own exclusive beer hall and garden tucked away it was the perfect way to sleep away a few days.
Our spacious Bavarian room had all of the mod cons we expect in a luxury brand hotel, along with the best storage we’ve seen in a long while <insert London-inhabitant squeal here>, an enormous bed which was ridiculously comfortable, plenty of bedside sockets #bloglife, a widescreen perfect for watching BBC international on and even a mini-kettle for tea and coffee (such a British pleasure) that was so tasty we picked more up for enjoying at home. The bathroom featured a rainforest shower, separate bath, his and hers sinks, comfy robe, curiously angled full length mirror (not pictured) and lovely spa scented toiletries.
It was just so easy to relax.
And then, we found the pool. The Grand Westin is definitely billed as a conference hotel (one of the largest in South Germany but the pool had me starry eyed from the moment I heard about it. And wanting to convince my boss about the necessity of more conferences. We didn’t properly enjoy the bevy of saunas – a Finnish sauna (90°C), Roman steam bath (40°C) and thermium (60°C) – but spent a while enjoying the wellness-bar overlooking the calm waters.
There’s also the handy running concierge service where they will escort you on a group run, probably through the nearby English Garden which we didn’t *ahem* avail ourselves of, citing simply not enough time. The best amenity award has to go to the car hire facility in the basement though – all those Bavarian alps and castles perfect for daytripping to…
Note the husband bonce modelled for an idea of scale.
A touch brutalist on the outside, it was a lovely mix of opulence and character on the inside. Fairly close to Munich airport (with pilots and airline staff checking in whilst we stayed) and with excellent links to the city centre it was a nice way to round out our holiday (and fit in a few last minute discoveries). Munich Westin, thank you, you certainly were Grand.
Oh, and Paulaner’s Wirtshaus with beer garden serves the BEST Pork Knuckle and crackling I’ve had the pleasure to try… just a hint to whet the appetite for a future post.