My Immersive Stay at Xiangjiang Hotel 1968

Pushing open the hotel's grand door feels like turning the pages of a yellowed urban biography. The marble floors in the lobby gleam like mirrors, reflecting the shimmering maple leaf chandeliers and the mottled red brick walls, creating a timeless overlap of eras. At check-in, the wooden room key handed by the receptionist bears intricate relief carvings—the moment my fingers touch it, it's as if I've grasped a time capsule from 66 years ago. The original terrazzo staircase at the corridor corner remains preserved, its handrail polished smooth by countless footsteps over time, while the vintage photographs and restoration timeline on the walls quietly narrate the building's legendary 35-meter relocation and rebirth. In the room, the latex mattress cradles weary limbs like clouds, and as the smart curtains slowly part, history and modernity reveal themselves to be just a window apart. The bathroom design is a masterclass in aesthetic experimentation: retro decor coexists with smart home features, and amidst the rose-scented bath salts, the natural textures of loofah sponges and wooden bath brushes evoke memories of grandmother's old bathing rituals. If you too seek a sanctuary where the soul can both reminisce and unwind, this is a story worth continuing in your own handwriting.