Tim Warrington checks into Raffles Dubai
Check-in experience: A seemingly infinite reception desk staffed by an army of superhuman, super-polite receptionists made for a 10-out-of-10 "blink and it's over" check-in experience — exactly what you want after a 17-hour flight. No issues with my very early check-in.
Room: A vast, 70 sq m Club Room complete with butler and access to the Raffles Club, where you're fed and watered with a constant flow of between-meal meals. Two queen-size beds, a sofa with chaise and a writing desk made for a comfortable in-room lounging about experience. Less comfortable was the outdoor terrace in the scorching Dubai summer. As I opened the door, the 45-degree heat slapped me back into the air-conditioned room quick smart. A Bose stereo and Nespresso added to the homeliness of the room.
Location: Mid-way between the airport and downtown. It's a stone's throw to the local metro station, which is clean, convenient and famously reliable — though completely under-used by the locals. Alternatively, one of the constant stream of taxis rolling through the forecourt will whisk you away. All taxis in Dubai are metered, with video cameras and mics for your safety. Not that crime is a problem in Dubai, but with big brother watching the cabbies, you're guaranteed a superlative ride.
Room with a view? Once the morning haze was burnt off by the blistering heat, my 11th floor room had picturesque views of the Burj Khalifa and her sister skyscrapers.