Wide, creamy, sandy shores sandwiched between the blue of the sunlit Caribbean Sea and the lush mangroves of Mexico's Riviera Maya makes for a colourful eyeful worth seeing. And you can see it in luxury at the three-in-one Grand Velas resort.
The Cavalieri sits on the Monte Mario, the highest hill in Rome, and is about 20 minutes from St Peter's.
As I arrive, I'm slightly disappointed by the 1960s boxy exterior, but once inside, the opulence of the interiors and the art collection in the lobby, impress. From my balcony on the seventh floor, I have a magnificent view of the eternal city.
It was no coincidence that film director Wes Anderson checked into the Corinthia before shooting The Grand Budapest Hotel. Its ornately mirrored lifts suggest the splendour of a bygone era while also rekindling memories of favourite scenes from the endearingly quirky movie. So, too, does the brasserie and atrium with its lofty vista, and the baroque-style grand ballroom.
Located 400km south of Malé and 56km north of the Equator, the hotel is on its own private island in one of the largest and deepest atolls in the world. Getting here involves an hour's domestic flight to Kooddoo Island, then a 30 minute speedboat transfer - the price you pay for seclusion.
Rotherhithe might not be the obvious getaway destination. But this renovated and freshly rebranded waterfront property could change opinions, not least for those wishing to make a night of it after a concert at the nearby O2 Arena.
With the announcement that Gleneagles, that grande dame of Scottish boltholes, had been sold to the owners of the Hoxton Hotel who brought chic to Shoreditch, the cry must have gone up all over the land: "It's not broke - for heaven's sake don't fix it!"
The adult-only 160-room hotel was renovated when Barceló took over the property in 2012. It is built around an atrium in which there are two swimming pools and a restaurant in an old converted mansion. Bedrooms, all neatly modern in style, either face in or out to sea.