Is it just me or is there a striking similarity between BB Luxury Suites and Disney castle? Magical.

When I got the brief for my latest top unsecret travel mission, I had just got back from Joburg and was sitting in the Spur at Cape Town International Airport, just watching the planes take off, just imagining where all those people were going, when I saw the email light on my iBerry (have managed to fuse 2 smartphones into the ultimate web communications tool which allows me to blog on-the-go) give a ding-dong. I opened it and nearly exploded with joy at my latest mission, which was to review the Bantry Bay Luxury Suites!

For those of you who don’t know Bantry Bay, where you have been all my life? I mean your life? I don’t even know where to start. Bantry Bay is like a 3-course Cape Town meal: a little city, a lot of sea and a smattering of the suburbs for dessert. Massive. There wasn’t a moment to be wasted. So I called up a cab and yelled ‘Bantry Bay brother! And if you make it extra speedy I’ll throw in some small talk to make it worth your while!’

Needless to say the driver hotwheeled it through the city and over the mountain to the Atlantic Seaboard, where he over-indulged my special request of pulling up to the Luxury Suites while playing that song from the Godfather. You know the one. The dramatic one. Der ner ner ner. I let him keep the CD, because life is too short to not give away classic movie soundtracks to strangers.

Let me just say of the suites, this is not where you take the lady you are half-dating from the sports club and her smoking habit. This is where you take the Lady Diana of Your Dreams Who Works Hard For Her Money And Has Quit Smoking Because It Is No Longer Fashionable. This is a place for professionals with a taste for le life, if you catch my drifting words. Shew-whee, did I have fun living it up in the heart of the Platinum Mile (Cape Town’s sexy stretch of seaside property). But it wasn’t so shwanky that I didn’t feel nicely tended to in the way that has made the recent trend of Boutique Hotels a trend. It’s got a nice balance going. Not too big so you’re anonymous, not too small so the granny who runs it leaves a note saying she got the strange stains out of your dirty underwear. To take advantage of this and other delicious deals click here.