The 56 rooms here, all with balconies and terraces to take in views of tropical gardens and a brochure-blue sea, are as spoiling as the surroundings. Carefully converted to a hotel from a grand old home, it was once the residence of an aristocrat, and even today follows the impeccable hospitality of the eldest daughter of the family, Lady Sarojin. Her mission was to ensure that all rooms, all meals, indeed all her father’s guests were exquisitely looked after. It’s a legacy that lingers, but in a contemporary chic version.
Today, the hotel comprises seven, two-storey buildings, each tucked into tropical gardens. All is serene inside and out. Wooden floors, fine furnishings and an absolutely delightful ambience make each residence one no-one wants to leave. All enjoy outside space, some with gardens, some with sea views, a couple with lovely private pools. That said, the infinity pool surrounded by lush gardens is escape enough – expansive, lined with cabanas with sizeable day beds shaded by gauzy muslin. And there’s a spa, too, where the most restful traditions of Thai massage are played out against an idyllic forest setting.
Dining is anywhere you want – the impeccable service here always asks after your preferred spot. It could be a table for two beside the beach or by a jungle waterfall. Otherwise, the Ficus, sited right under the ancient boughs of the tree this restaurant is named after, will dish up Mediterranean classics along the lines of black truffle linguini. Thai delicacies and tapas plates are the order of the day at the beachside bar, as are the seafood baskets laden with fresh delicacies from the surrounding sea.