Hotel IC Madrid room

Without a good bed a hotel loses its raison d’etre yet, even in the  most luxurious hotels, a comfortable bed is not a given. I have stayed in many, many hotels, travelling far & wide as a fashion editor at The Wall Street Journal, and as an editor at Conde Nast Traveller.  I have also been known to review hotels for The Sunday Times Travel section.

I believe I know my hotel beds.

There are the tolerable beds, the ones you don’t really notice. You get in, you sleep well, you get up. And yet…nothing really registers bar that you are pleased that your back doesn’t hurt the  next morning.

Then there are the really glorious beds: with the right combination of mattress, height, linen and width. These are the exception not the rule. I could direct you to the heavenly marshmallow cloud of a bed at The Peninsula NewYork, the luxurious ease of the mattress at The Beverly Hills Hotel,  or the cool, crisp sheets into which I slid post-clubbing at Malmaison London but the bed that I think of with love right now is the huge King size one (above) at Madrid’s very grown up & sophisticated Hotel InterContinental Madrid where I stayed for two nights a few weeks ago.

I had crawled off the red eye  from New York a shadow of my normal ebullient travelling self, desperately sick, tired and longing for sleep. I wanted my bed with the same passion that King Charles called out for a horse.

So, imag­ine how it felt to arrive at what looked to be an 18th cen­tury palace in the heart of the city, check-in in sec­onds, be shown to a vast, per­fectly appointed room, take a scald­ing hot, soapy shower in the lux­u­ri­ous mar­ble bath­room, draw the heavy cur­tains, and then climb into a bed so com­fort­able, so sup­port­ive, so envelop­ing that I wanted to stay there for days, not hours.

There were SIX pil­lows (& a pil­low menu should they not suit) enveloped in the soft­est cot­ton slips, white Frette linens, an enor­mous duvet of just the right weight for warmth with­out sti­fling,  and enough space for at last three peo­ple to stretch out com­fort­ably. (If that’s your thing.)

During my time at the InterCon I saw nothing of Madrid bar the luxurious antique-chic interior of the hotel, as I lacked the strength to go elsewhere. But I can’t think of a better place to hole up.

From the truly lovely & concerned room service gentleman who brought me delicious mushroom soup and offered me hot water bottles as I coughed all over him, to the fantastically efficient girls at the Club Intercontinental Lounge reception desk, no one could have been kinder, snappier, more generous, more charming.

Ah yes, the Club Intercontinental Lounge. This I recommend.  With bells on. If you upgrade to a Club room, you don’t just get a larger bedroom, with a seating area and, most useful for sick insomniacs, tea & coffee makers, you get access to THE PRIVATE LOUNGE.

As equally useful for people like me who can’t facing leaving the cocooned luxury of the hotel, as it is for important people who wish to take meetings, check the internets or read the gratis daily newspapers, it provides not just freebie lunch, cocktail hour and dinner snacks, but what they euphemistically call a complimentary Buffet Breakfast, and I call a FEAST.

Imagine my joy as I fitfully lifted silver domes on various chafing dishes of bacon and eggs to discover that the confusingly-named Judas Beans at the very end were my beloved Heinz Baked Beans. Rarely, I think, can a hotel guest have been happier than I at that  point. The acres of delectable Jamon de Serrano, interesting cheese, myriad breads &  bowls of perfect fruit were all very well, but nothing, nothing beats baked beans on the freshest white bread when you are abroad & miserable.

Truly, I love this hotel.

The Hotel InterContinental Madrid
Paseo de la Castellana 49 • Madrid, 28046 • Spain
Tel: +34-91-7007300 •

LLG was a guest of the Hotel InterContinental Madrid

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This hotel sounds like heaven. I hope you’re starting to feel a bit better.

Carly. x


Well, this sure beats the stuffing out of the cheapo I stayed at on Pensacola Beach. Surprisingly, though, the bed was great even as the “linens” were funky. I slept better than I had in years.

I am putting your Intercontinental on my hotel wishlist.

Incidentally, if you are ever in Savannah, do please try the River Street Inn, balcony room.


Now , I know I’ve bored on this subject before, but I find the beds at the London Mal too hard – college room bed hard !!!, So I always stay round the corner at the Fox and Anchor (owned by one of the owners of the Mal) where the beds are lovely !


But thank you for the Inter Continental info – we will shortly be sussing out Madrid ahead of OH’s company move there, so good hotel rooms will be required!


I love Sofitel beds. The ones I’ve stayed at both had fabulous beds which I slept like a dream in. But this one looks pretty awesome too… One to aspire to if I ever buy a bed for my home!


So pleased that you were well taken care of while you were so ill.

Poppy xox


@Poppy Good service really DOES make a difference!


lol i love a good intercontinental too. have you ever stayed at the one in hong kong? it’s outstanding. the view, bed, lounge – all close to the best i’ve had! heading to florence – will be trying out the savoy for the first time. can’t wait:)

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