
Perhaps Melbourne fascinates me so much because it is a city of layers. A place where thousands of years of Aboriginal history meet colonial ambition, gold-rush wealth, modern design and that unmistakably Australian calm.

Just a few kilometres from Melbourne’s bustling CBD, yet holding a completely different energy — salt in the air, palm trees along the boulevard, street musicians who play better than some concert acts, and that unmistakable Australian blend of laidback and lively.

Some hotels stay with you because they do something special with the space they have. The Little National Hotel Canberra is one of those places. The room is small yet it feels like a luxurious retreat.