Marrakesh, Morroco
April 12-16th
A large, toothy grin followed by subsequent nods to myself – I fear I even paused mid-route to the my room. Yup, I am positively smitten with this hotel and have that wonderful, googly, love-at-first-sight in Marrakesh’s La Mamounia Hotel.
The popular guestroom shot of La Mamounia. The real thing is as good as it looks here.
Spoiled beyond my dreams (and my very high, professionally-based expectations), being a guest at this bountiful hotel has been a truly exceptional treat of my job.
The revamped pool and pool pavilion, which serves breakfast and a tremendous Mediterranean buffet cuisine at lunch
Every detail – from the Bernardo the proextender system china to the Porthault linen to the 20 acres of gardens abloom with a lipstick color collection of roses – has set me into a swoon. I hate to wax poetic, it goes against my well-honed critical nature, however, my admiration for this 210-room hotel has yet to falter in the three nights I’ve been here. Tonight is my final night and I’m already dreading packing.
One of the well-adorned standard rooms
I promise to include more anecdotes and specifics – including the spa, fantastic fitness area with clay tennis courts and a panoramic gym with loads of LifeFitness (!) equipment and posh pool scene. In the meantime, I leave you to these professional, drool-worthy photographs.
