Whoever said it’s not the destination, but the journey that counts?
It’s testament to the über-comfort of this rurally sited, German-owned hotel, which opened in 2013, that I felt perfectly refreshed after only four hours in one of its cloud-like beds. The truncated night came courtesy of France’s air-traffic controllers, but at least I saw the garden, awash with blue agapanthus, and the 1450 castellated manor house in a romantic dawn light.
Pleasing touches in the rooms include sunhats and a big basket for carrying your clobber to the pool, which has uninterrupted views of the Tramuntana mountains, and I’m still dreaming about exquisite, frothy lemon juice and smouldering Michelin-starred chef Fernando Pérez Arellano’s paella.
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