children enjoy the same 5-star weekend in the city without a
meltdown? A Brisbane family takes the challenge
must confess that the thought of staying in a 5-star hotel with my two
young boys had filled me with fear rather than delight as I pondered
how staff at such a fine establishment would cope with Masters aged
10 and 4. While both my children are – by most standards – well
behaved, Master 10 can be a bit clumsy at times and Master 4, who
is known to go from pleasant to a sulking heap in 1.5 seconds, has a
tendency to get nude at inappropriate moments and a severe aversion to
wearing footwear of any kind.
Let’s just say, as a family with free-spirited young boys, we felt more
suited to the holiday park style of accommodation, but when we were
invited for a weekend break in the city I was willing to take the challenge.
Taking a two-day holiday in our own home town had never actually
occurred to us, indeed it’s only a 15-minute drive to the Marriott
Brisbane from our house, yet when we pulled up and the concierge
opened the car door I felt like we were in another city far away.
Master 10 was immediately impressed. “Does the Queen stay here?”
he asked. “What about the Prime Minister?” The concierge quietly
whispered into his ear as he whisked our bags away, “I don’t know about
that, but we’ve had at least one President stay with us”. That sealed the
deal for Master 10. If it was good enough for President Obama, who
stayed during G20, it was the coolest place on earth. Master 4, on the
other hand, couldn’t have cared less if President Obama himself had
appeared to take our baggage. He was, however, ecstatic that he was
allowed the very important job of pressing the elevator button, a role he
enthusiastically defended from anyone throughout our stay.
From the early check-in to settling into our room, the very efficient
and friendly staff made us all feel very welcome, from a glass of bubbles
for Mum and Dad at reception to the sweets discreetly passed to us from
one of the staff for the boys.
Once in our rooms (we had two, with an internal adjoining door)
Master 4 showed his appreciation of the massive king-size bed by
immediately running and doing a belly flop on the plump mattress.
Happiness for us was not having two children snoring in single beds
beside ours (or potentially in our bed), and the boys were excited to be in
their own room and monopolising the remote for their own TV.
We arrived in the early evening so we had a Marriott-style ‘night in’,
starting with pre-dinner canapés at the Executive Lounge on Level 26.
I was quite surprised at reception when we were invited to enjoy this
exclusive lounge and I thought the staff member had clearly lost her
mind when she said the invite included the children as well. I hopelessly
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Five star family getaway