#OceanViews: 8 New Tropical Escapes You Should Prooobably Book Right This Second – MarieClaire.com

Some people clamor for the busy, nightlife-filled cities to escape to. Me? Give me a beach with a book and drink (and maybe a jet ski) and I’m living my best life. If you can relate, here are eight resorts—many new!—that will give you the taste of the good life/have you searching the internet for cheap flights like nobody’s business. Godspeed.

Long Weekend review: How to get some rest and relaxation on Europe’s most notorious party island – City A.M.

The weekend:


For many years, Ibiza was defined by its drugs and decadent party scene, the capital of banging clubs and, well, banging. While its hedonistic days are far from over, pockets of the island are settling down with a degree of refined elegance. Decent restaurants and the arrival of all the big name hotel brands mean it’s even safe for total squares now, like me and Ed Miliband.


Where?


ME Ibiza is on the cusp of Santa Eulalia and Es Canar on the east coast. It’s about eight miles from Ibiza town (a €30 taxi ride on average) so you have to make a concerted effort to enter the thick of it. The hotel can arrange flashy white Range Rovers to ferry you around in style, though, or you can just bask in the hotel’s laid back luxury. It’s nice to have the option to sleep, you know? Guests also get complimentary access to Nikki Beach next door, which hosts parties throughout the summer.



The stay:


It’s all about sleek modernity at ME Ibiza. Most things are white and reflective and it’s a bit like living in a big ol’ shell out for one of the suites with hydromassage tubs. Craig David stays in one every weekend, presumably because he’s too busy chasing ladies during the week.


The food:


…is not spectacular. The only thing worth ordering at the poolside restaurant, Salt and Sea, is the stone-baked pizza because everything else is the sort of Mediterranean mish-mash you’d expect to find at Zizzi. Upstairs on the fancy rooftop terrace, there’s more of a focus on pricey, yet pedestrian, seafood. Bizarrely, there are also pop-up oyster carts casually dotted about and a table of full-on cream-stuffed gateaux at breakfast – although, the morning buffet did also star a bucket of iced champagne, which I must confess I was not averse to.



But where’s the culture, darling?


Photographer Alberto Van Stokkum, who has shot for Spanish Vogue and Rolling Stone, is touring his evocative portrait photography around ME’s hotels worldwide. If a big night on the town has sapped your glamour, just imagine you’re one of his sultry models draped over a rusty Jeep (pictured above).


And after that?


Parties! And ME Ibiza throws its own on the rooftop terrace. Locals are invited to its ‘Come with Me’ event series, too, which is themed around cities where other ME hotels reside and features live music from up-and-coming bands from those destinations. It’s both a cheeky hotel marketing strategy and a way to party without having to travel anywhere.


Need to know:


Room rates at ME Ibiza start at £250 in low season. For reservations visit melia.com

Long Weekend review: How to get some rest and relaxation on Europe’s most notorious party island – City A.M.

The weekend:


For many years, Ibiza was defined by its drugs and decadent party scene, the capital of banging clubs and, well, banging. While its hedonistic days are far from over, pockets of the island are settling down with a degree of refined elegance. Decent restaurants and the arrival of all the big name hotel brands mean it’s even safe for total squares now, like me and Ed Miliband.


Where?


ME Ibiza is on the cusp of Santa Eulalia and Es Canar on the east coast. It’s about eight miles from Ibiza town (a €30 taxi ride on average) so you have to make a concerted effort to enter the thick of it. The hotel can arrange flashy white Range Rovers to ferry you around in style, though, or you can just bask in the hotel’s laid back luxury. It’s nice to have the option to sleep, you know? Guests also get complimentary access to Nikki Beach next door, which hosts parties throughout the summer.



The stay:


It’s all about sleek modernity at ME Ibiza. Most things are white and reflective and it’s a bit like living in a big ol’ shell out for one of the suites with hydromassage tubs. Craig David stays in one every weekend, presumably because he’s too busy chasing ladies during the week.


The food:


…is not spectacular. The only thing worth ordering at the poolside restaurant, Salt and Sea, is the stone-baked pizza because everything else is the sort of Mediterranean mish-mash you’d expect to find at Zizzi. Upstairs on the fancy rooftop terrace, there’s more of a focus on pricey, yet pedestrian, seafood. Bizarrely, there are also pop-up oyster carts casually dotted about and a table of full-on cream-stuffed gateaux at breakfast – although, the morning buffet did also star a bucket of iced champagne, which I must confess I was not averse to.



But where’s the culture, darling?


Photographer Alberto Van Stokkum, who has shot for Spanish Vogue and Rolling Stone, is touring his evocative portrait photography around ME’s hotels worldwide. If a big night on the town has sapped your glamour, just imagine you’re one of his sultry models draped over a rusty Jeep (pictured above).


And after that?


Parties! And ME Ibiza throws its own on the rooftop terrace. Locals are invited to its ‘Come with Me’ event series, too, which is themed around cities where other ME hotels reside and features live music from up-and-coming bands from those destinations. It’s both a cheeky hotel marketing strategy and a way to party without having to travel anywhere.


Need to know:


Room rates at ME Ibiza start at £250 in low season. For reservations visit melia.com

Long Weekend review: How to get some rest and relaxation on Europe’s most notorious party island – City A.M.

The weekend:


For many years, Ibiza was defined by its drugs and decadent party scene, the capital of banging clubs and, well, banging. While its hedonistic days are far from over, pockets of the island are settling down with a degree of refined elegance. Decent restaurants and the arrival of all the big name hotel brands mean it’s even safe for total squares now, like me and Ed Miliband.


Where?


ME Ibiza is on the cusp of Santa Eulalia and Es Canar on the east coast. It’s about eight miles from Ibiza town (a €30 taxi ride on average) so you have to make a concerted effort to enter the thick of it. The hotel can arrange flashy white Range Rovers to ferry you around in style, though, or you can just bask in the hotel’s laid back luxury. It’s nice to have the option to sleep, you know? Guests also get complimentary access to Nikki Beach next door, which hosts parties throughout the summer.



The stay:


It’s all about sleek modernity at ME Ibiza. Most things are white and reflective and it’s a bit like living in a big ol’ shell out for one of the suites with hydromassage tubs. Craig David stays in one every weekend, presumably because he’s too busy chasing ladies during the week.


The food:


…is not spectacular. The only thing worth ordering at the poolside restaurant, Salt and Sea, is the stone-baked pizza because everything else is the sort of Mediterranean mish-mash you’d expect to find at Zizzi. Upstairs on the fancy rooftop terrace, there’s more of a focus on pricey, yet pedestrian, seafood. Bizarrely, there are also pop-up oyster carts casually dotted about and a table of full-on cream-stuffed gateaux at breakfast – although, the morning buffet did also star a bucket of iced champagne, which I must confess I was not averse to.



But where’s the culture, darling?


Photographer Alberto Van Stokkum, who has shot for Spanish Vogue and Rolling Stone, is touring his evocative portrait photography around ME’s hotels worldwide. If a big night on the town has sapped your glamour, just imagine you’re one of his sultry models draped over a rusty Jeep (pictured above).


And after that?


Parties! And ME Ibiza throws its own on the rooftop terrace. Locals are invited to its ‘Come with Me’ event series, too, which is themed around cities where other ME hotels reside and features live music from up-and-coming bands from those destinations. It’s both a cheeky hotel marketing strategy and a way to party without having to travel anywhere.


Need to know:


Room rates at ME Ibiza start at £250 in low season. For reservations visit melia.com

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Blog … – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Blog … – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Blog … – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Blog … – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.

Space forever: Remembering one of Ibiza’s most iconic clubs – Mixmag

Mixmag’s Ralph Moore reflects on 17-years worth of partying at the legendary Space Ibiza

When I first came to Ibiza in 1999, it was already well known that Space was the place. Home on a Sunday with Darren Hughes featured the most progressive and on-point line-ups on the island, with Sasha and Digweed playing alongside the likes of David Morales, Cassius and Erick Morillo. They’d play to the most cosmopolitan, open-minded dancefloor on the island, whereas most of the other parties catered to a mainly British crowd. It was the era of the open terrace, a time when tracks could still be dubbed terrace anthems.

I could probably write a whole chapter on those anthems but here’s a short list of tracks that are synonymous with Space: Alan Braxe and Fred Falke’s ‘King Of My Castle’ for the first time at Space. It sounded bonkers and the lyrics made no sense but the record was partially broken on the terrace and a few weeks later the track was a UK number one. Space strikes again.