This week, we’ve followed Ernest Hemingway’s footsteps to Pamplona in north-west Spain, in search of Basque berets, bulls and a prize-scooping bolthole…
Style Minimalist monolith
Setting Between bullrings and Burlada
Our favourite bits We love the pared-down Executive Suites, which look out to the rugged San Cristóbal Mountain from their epically sized slate terraces. Suite 325 is the big daddy in terms of style and space, with more stripped pine, two bathrooms, a living room, a reception room and a hefty bedroom with white, cloud-like beds. We’re also big fans of the restaurant, which serves seasonal Navarre cuisine, mostly courtesy of the grill; the fish is excellent, with fresh monkfish and sea-bass likely to make an appearance. The restaurant is on the lower level of the hotel, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the mountains. Breakfast is a mini-buffet brought on a wooden board to your table: pastries, rolls, fresh fruit on ice, yoghurts, ham and cheese, and hot items to order.
Mr & Mrs Smith say ‘From the outside, newly built Muga de Beloso is a big brown box of a boutique hotel, perched in its own valley on the outskirts of Pamplona. Inside, it’s a far sleeker affair. Bedrooms are hidden behind doors that look like overhead lockers. There’s more than enough room for your trolley bags, though – these space-savvy suites are open-plan, with toilets locked away in cupboards and showers tucked around corners. You enter through the bathroom, so shake your boots off at the door…’
Read the rest of our anonymous review of Muga de Beloso in Pamplona