Wellington. April 2009. Ajr When I first walked into the lobby of Wellington's Museum Hotel, I thought I'd tripped and fallen into a classy bordello. It's all over-the-top opulence with luscious fabrics, gilt framed mirrors, dripping crystals and one of the craziest art collections I've ever come across. Nonetheless, I loved it. It's quirky and colourful and I'm always a fan of things slightly left of centre. And it must be one of the few hotels in the world that has been placed on rollers and shifted along the street to a new location. www.museumhotel.co.nz
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