Tuesday, 7 October 2025

Hotel Chic



Hotel Subur Sitges with it's  exuberant passion for raffia mat wall hangings. We usually stay at The Plaja D'or, not this time, it was fully booked as was the Calipolis, the Subur was the only available hotel. We took the risk and booked it.



 Thinking of decorating? Looking for home decor ideas? For inspiration look no further than the exquisite interior of  the Surbur Hotel in Sitges that offers an insight into the lives of Bill Sykes and Nancy. We took it in turns to sit in that chair, it was the only place in the room that picked up the internet.




Room with a view, I didn't mind slumming it for a few days until the new upgraded room became available.

After 4 days we were able to move to a sea view room. Only 2 raffia mats in this room, goes together well with the tropical bamboo mirror frames, bed for communal fu sleeping.

Close up view of that wall mounted mat from the old room.

On loan from the Pompidou in Paris.

Nothing riles me more than seeing dried flower arrangements in hotel rooms, absolutely fine in your own home if you're that way inclined, but what purpose do they serve,  other than taking up valuable table space. where am I supposed to recharge my ipad with that clunky thing in the way.


This is the breakfast room of the 3* Subur hotel in Sitges, this is what I had to endure for the past 14 days, here I would sit and gaze wistfully at the ceiling in a pose of a Pre-Raphaelite muse, The Lady of Shallot.



The hotel's party line, oh the things you hear through the bathroom air vents, makes me blush just thinking about it.

 

What do you do with your old raffia table mats, make an interesting wall feature of them of course. 


Nice views with a wrap around balcony.



Raffia pineapple 



From hotel chic to Satin Chic

23 comments:

  1. We stayed there once. A "lovely" view of the street from the terrace, and a "wonderful" view of the bins and the car park from the other side. Last time we went to Sitges, we thought we'd booked the same hotel again - but, no! We were actually in the Subur Maritim - a half a mile walk away from town (not far from the beach bar pictured in your last post, actually). It turned out (despite the nightly exhausting stagger back from a long evening's drinking) to be a far nicer option, with a fab garden. And a lot cheaper. And we could even get the stupid little tourist mini-train back during daylight hours.

    I don't even think there was any raffia involved, either. Jx

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    1. Sounds very much like room 299 where we stayed, did the bin men wake you up in the early hours, emptying the bottle bins, the sound was horrendous. The Subur Maritim is more me and I don't mind a walk drunk or otherwise, thanks for the recommendation. We used to stay at the Apollo apartments until a man drowned in the pool there and we've never been back since. We often stay at Plaja d'or on the on the sea front, equally as scruffy as the Subur but it has a nicer atmosphere and there is room to 'roam' there! If you're after some company just sit on the sofa next to the lift and you will soon get an invite into someone's room.

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    2. Alison Goldfrapp the best Noosha Fox impersonator out there.

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    3. My mother had an album of theirs that's why I'm familiar with the group. Whilst looking at your link I noticed someone with a Madonna True Blue avatar, that reminded me of a video I watched/listened to on YouTube when I was bored out of my mind, in Sitges, it was Madonna's True Blue Album as if it was recorded in the 1950s and Blondie's Parallel Lines.

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    4. Ooh - right up our street! Jx

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  2. I've been lucky to stay with friends when in Spain. so missed all such taffi-raffia. Oh bugger! Now I might have insulted the Welsh! (But it was in Spain that I fell in love with Sicilian olives. OMG!

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    1. Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief;
      Taffy came to my house and stole a leg of beef...

      I'm not keen on olives, Sicillian or otherwise. I don't mind a tapenade though.

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    2. I went to Taffy's house, Taffy wasn't in;
      I jumped on his Sunday hat and poked it with a pin.


      You're lucky I'm not "woke" or I could have sued for "Welshist discrimination" 🤣. Jx

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    3. I'll look forward to the knock at the door.

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  3. I do wonder if the raffia mats were used to cover unfortunate stains to save complete redecoration?
    Sx

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    1. I thought that too. I used the fan in pic 2 to cool myself but more importantly to look coquettishly at young man on the balcony opposite, I've been reading too many of MC Beatons historical novels.

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  4. I can live with these pseudo handy craft kitsch - but the breakfast room gives me the creeps. It looks like a dubious sports bar, usually a front for organised crime. The motor bike surely was used in some robberies. I would not eat there ; maybe a beer from the bottle, I'll open it meself, thanx.

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    1. Those types of establishments are commonly known in England as 'spit and sawdust'. Mother would have been appalled. Use the edge of the table to open a beer bottle, I've done that before now.

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  5. You gazed wistfully at that ceiling? Good grief, look at the state of it!
    Still, as you say, the view from your pre-upgrade room made up for it.

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    1. The maid and I gasped one evening as we passed by the Sports bar and saw a wedding reception taking place, the bride looked radiant with her many facial piercings and tattoos.

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  6. Darling Mitzi,
    I know that we have been absent for some time, but where are you? We have been on the lookout for you in the Ritz, the Gritti Palace and the Four Seasons but we really would not have dreamed to find you in a Sports Bar, especially not for breakfast.

    We shall be keeping a very close eye on you now we are back [be afraid, be very afraid] to ensure that the chic, divine and totally incredible Mitzi is gazing wistfully at Tiepolo ceilings in future posts.:):)

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  7. Ah Garn! as they say in London. I am pleased to hear from you. It was a last minute booking, made by my maid of all work Carmen, you know what staff are like. I soldiered on by reminding myself of a 'rough and ready' school trip I once took in my youth to Camping le Ruisseau, I woke up one morning to find a live peacock in my tent!

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    1. It's from their forever winter range, they wanted me to pose for their 2026 catalogue.

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  9. Well, I enjoyed traveling with you in pictures and words at least. I would have been staring dubiously at that motorcycle wondering if it would fall or not. The prettiest view you offered is the view through the balcony doors of the wraparound porch. I'm glad you got the upgrade for part of the trip at least!

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    1. It'll teach me to give my maid free rein to book a holiday, "where to?" She asked "Surprise me" I replied, she certainly did. Oh, well, I suppose it got us out of the house.

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