It was a little too nippy to dive into the outdoor pool at Park Hyatt Mallorca, but I couldn't go to the Spanish island and not dip my toes in the water. Luckily the Presidential Suite has its own outdoor heated plunge pool, so I ventured in at golden hour and like a queen, sat warming myself, whilst surveying the hotel's villas and land towards to the sparkling sea.
From the road winding up towards the hills, I caught sight of the peach-coloured villas perched between the trees that look out towards the sea. Park Hyatt Mallorca has been built to resemble a village rather than hotel, complete with a Plaza Mayor (main square). With three restaurants and a cafe, including an Asian restaurant and tapas bar, 142 rooms, two outdoor pools and a spa, it's pretty much all you might want or could ever need for a holiday destination. I spent a couple of days there last week soaking up some rays and eating my way through their menu.
The spa in itself is a reason to put a visit to Park Hyatt Mallorca on next year's wish-list. Beautifully designed, it's an ode to all things calm, amongst striking architecture, interiors and art installations - see second image below.
Thanks to Park Hyatt Mallorca for having me.
You may have seen on my Instagram that did a little shoot with Park Hyatt last Monday. It involved spending a couple of hours in the, albeit cold, sunshine shooting a few landmarks around Paris, possibly one of the best photography assignments I've had so far as it was also followed by lunch and then an event plus a night's stay back at the hotel. If you follow me on Snapchat (marissacoxparis) you would have seen me taking full advantage of the spa the next morning! If only every week started this way...! Anyway I thought I'd share a few of the shots as it looked (even if it didn't feel it), like the perfect spring day.
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Last month I was invited to Zanzibar to discover the new Park Hyatt Zanzibar. . Admittedly I hesitated - the idea of packing my suitcase again after just returning from NYC and Iceland the previous weeks, seemed a little too exhausting, and then there was the 20hrs travel (door to door) for just a couple of nights, but I was sure this was going to be one of those once-in-a-lifetime trips that I couldn't bring myself to turn down. And I was not wrong. After the metro to gare du nord, RER to Charles de Gaulle airport, a 6hr flight to Doha (luckily we got the opportunity to lounge around in the business lounge ordering as many cups of tea/coffee and paninis that would could eat), followed by another 6 hour flight to Zanzibar, we finally emerged from the plane into a wonderful 30 degrees heat.
It was my first real foray into Africa. I've been on the continent to Morocco and I was born near Dubai, but I'd never visited what in my mind was 'real' Africa. Of course Zanzibar is off the coast of Tanzania and is greener, lusher and more humid than the arid plains of the Africa in my mind, films and photos, but I wasn't complaining! Driving through the rich, green vegetation towards the hotel, I felt immediately smug with my decision, dismissed any impending yawns and couldn't wait to see more.
We arrived at the hotel and were greeted with numerous smiling staff. The hotel is old UNESCO heritage building, with Arab influence that has been beautifully and thoughtfully transformed into a hotel. It's right on the beach too, so when I woke up the next day and opened the curtains to let the sun stream in, I could see the morning light dancing on the water. Heaven. The food, the rooms, the beach were all wonderful and we were treated to a massage in the spa and a water safari, which entailed sailing on a dhow, snorkelling in the turquoise blue sea and lunch on a private island! It might have been just two nights, but I felt like I was there for a week.