Despite being in a city that’s not short of fine hotels, this one stands out. Our nest in the Swedish capital overlooked the water on the chic Strandvägen, in a beautiful and classical Art Nouveau building (complete with wrought iron balconies, sienna awnings, marbled floors, extravagant fireplaces and vintage elevators). The rooms are classical but luxurious, each a little different from the others. Ours on the fourth floor was characterful, an L-shaped suite with highceilings and oversized windows – more of an apartment than a hotel room – featuring a comfortable Dux bed and white and gold bathroom. The team at the property were warm and friendly, not to mention cute (it is Sweden after all) and it seems its bar-restaurant is the place to be seen, even though summer had not yet fully set in. Local fashionistas in their J.Lindeberg shirts and pastel-coloured cashmere knitwear slung over their shoulders, jostled for a table outside on the street, large glasses of rose wine in hand. We were content inside, with a view of the harbour through the huge, extensive windows as we worked our way through the menu of fresh local cuisine with a touch of the Mediterranean.