Venice’s grand hotels are ruining everywhere else for me

Velvet slippers, lunar bedrooms, and sunglasses at breakfast: Douglas Blyde checks into Four Seasons’ reborn Danieli, the art-filled Venice Venice, and the extravagant new Airelles Palladio, before escaping to Venissa’s remarkable lagoon vineyard. The trouble with such hospitality is that everywhere else may never feel quite the same again.