Lenna of Hobart

Sshhhh its a secret!!! If you have always wanted to step into a lift and press ‘P’ for Penthouse as opposed to Parking, enjoy that delicious private moment of smugness that makes you wish the lift was full for all to see! You are about to go up in the world in every way imaginable. Have you ever wondered whether Penthouses are the top as they are closer to heaven? This place is 007 Licensed to Thrill! With more technology than Nasa to operate shields, blinds and lights for North, South and West zones, this place is would have Q reaching for his Viagra. It’s so damn masculine and sexy. At any moment I am waiting for James Craig to enter with a Martini from the space-age kitchen. With more premium drinks than Melbourne has bars; Verve, Dom Perignon vintage 98, Hennessy XO, Glenfiddich, are all ‘honesty’ stocked for your pleasure. The killer aphrodisiac is the 360 degree floor to ceiling views that would make the Opera House envious. There is nothing sexier than being a voyeur. Situated above Salamanca place you have the whole of Hobart at your feet from glorious harbour views to the majestic Mount Wellington. I have a Carrie Bradshaw moment from Sex and The city as i re-enter the penthouse from the wrap around the entertainers balcony; I feel like we are on top of the world as I say “Hello, I live here”… Stardom attacks you, or maybe it’s the altitude that does funny things with your brain. The galaxy of electronic wizardry continues with a smoochily lit corridor aroused by movement sensors. Coffee colour hues in the king-size bedroom embellish the plush ‘now you see your toes’ now ‘you don’t’ carpets through to the expansive tilled bathroom. Ooh la la, I am about to hug the floor as its heated warmth brings happiness in a way no hot-water bottle ever can. This is the ultimate executive love pad. Mr X is still captivated with this futuristic new world which includes an integrated DVD/CD/Stereo system so you dance, Fred Astair/Ginger Rogers style throughout the entire apartment. “IT’S 61 INCHES” …Well at that a girl has to run to find out more! The plasma screen is finally on and a happy Mr X is now marveling at the style genius of the B&O phone. One of the great things about the penthouse is that it is part of ‘Lenna Hobart’ Hotel, a magnificently restored colonial home, classified by the National Trust. The benefit to a ‘penthouser’ is that the hotel’s award winning restaurant, Alexanders is only a lift decent away and you will be enjoying an amuse-bouche quicker than you can say ‘Bond, James Bond’ highlights: The luxurious furnishings, the 2 voyeur chairs that spin around so you can watch the world wake up and then doze in the moonlight which floods the apartment. We loved our ‘his & hers’ toiletry bags, coffee table books, luxury magazines, boxed Twinnings selection and freshly roasted Hobart coffee. A full laundry also is a welcome addition to any clothes horse traveler. Complimentary buffet and a la carte breakfast in the restaurant for those who like their eggs easy over… lowlights: What no spa bath? Ok we have been spoiled with two in every place, but it would have been nice to light the candles and soak the vertigo away. A pair of binoculars would have been SO much fun! (Date of experience: Feb, 2010 )