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Alba
Fourteen windows. Fourteen views of the Mediterranean.
Not a resort. Not a tower. A house of windows above Port d'Andratx — each room a different angle on the same endless blue.
Silence is the amenity. The sea is the entertainment. Guests under sixteen are kindly invited to return when the horizon is theirs alone.
The fourteen
Hover a pane. The curtains part. Each opening is a suite — named for the light that finds it.
Each of the fourteen opens onto a slightly different Mediterranean — morning silver, afternoon gold, night indigo.
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The glass catches silver. Cliffs still hold the night's cool. Coffee arrives before the sun clears the ridge.
Down to the sea
Scroll and the page tilts toward the water — the same gesture as stepping from the terrace to the tender. Private charter along the Andratx coastline, or a helicopter from Palma in twenty minutes.
At table
Hover this section — afternoon turns to sunset. The kitchen follows the same light: Mediterranean produce, precise technique, the horizon as backdrop.
Dinner service · terrace & dining room · tasting menus by reservation. Wine list weighted toward Mallorca and the Catalan coast.
On the edge
Fourteen rooms share one pool that dissolves into the Mediterranean — and the space between them is the point.
A single plane of water aligned with the horizon. Morning swim before the heat; evening dip under indigo sky.
Every room faces the sea. No courtyard fillers. No “partial view.” Fourteen openings, fourteen horizons.
Not a restriction — a standard. Quiet corridors, unhurried breakfast, conversation pitched to the sound of waves.
From your room
The reservation form sits inside a window — as if you were already here, phoning down for another night of that view.