I'm feeling just a little bit posh after having spent last evening and night at the Ritz Carlton in Enniskerry, Co Wicklow. The occasion was a conference for pharmacy customers of Cahill May Roberts to which partners were also invited. I got to play golf in Powerscourt - enjoyable, though I did not score well. All in glorious sunshine too!
The Ritz Carlton is easily the poshest place I have ever stayed in - luxury everywhere. Breakfast this morning was normal rashers and sausages - but served with silver and fine china. €29 a head for the full Irish was extremely bad value (though CMR paid for this). Clearly - no expense was spared in building this hotel, you can almost smell the money that it took to create this piece of luxury.
I have to say that I feel out of place in fine surroundings such as the Ritz. It's far too posh for this Wicklow man, and it was far from this that I was reared. It's nice to experience this occasionally, but I always feel more comfortable when I am leaving - almost relieved to be heading home.