Traveling alone, like anything, has its pluses and minuses. On the plus side, there’s no compromising or conceding on the destination. On the minus side, if said destination disappoints you have only yourself to blame.
Solo travel is something I subscribed to just a couple years ago. I love it because it pushes me to the outer limits of my comfort zone. It’s unpredictable and spontaneous by nature—there’s physically no one else to talk over decisions or itineraries with. Anything can change at any moment.
On the hour-long drive east from the capacious Palma de Mallorca airport I wondered how rural a “Finca Rural” might be? Would I feel more alone in a “Rural” hotel? And what is life on a Finca like?
I’d find out at the end of a long gravel driveway, up in the scenic hills of eastern Mallorca overlooking the Mediterranean. Until just a few years ago, Son Gener was a forgotten 18th-century farmhouse that lay in ruins. Upon pulling up to Son Gener, that fact was hard to believe.
At Son Gener, two elements immediately strike you: light and stone. The facade of the farmhouse literally glows against a backdrop of greenery and a cloudless blue sky. The relationship between the sun and stone, and way in which they radiate off one another in measured degrees throughout the day, is idyllic.
Taking in the farmhouse would be impossible without absorbing all that surrounds it: A vegetable garden, orchards, palm trees, and olive groves line the periphery. Between the Finca and the Mediterranean there are two outdoor pools, one indoor pool, sauna, steam, hot tub, and a yoga pavilion. In other words, there’s plenty to do.
Inside the Finca, the design is minimalist and intentional. Allowing the architecture and natural elements to radiate even indoors, key pieces of furniture and art compliment instead of compete. Limestone, exposed beams, overgrown plants, and lush flowers bring the outdoors in. Interesting antiques and thoughtful coffee table books make Son Gener truly feel like you’re in someone’s island home.
There’s no front desk or concierge stand at Son Gener. Instead, you’re greeted by the lovely Aina who oversees the guests and welcomes you into your new home. She’ll explain just that: this is your new home and you should treat it as such. In other words, the line between hotel and home are blurred here — the staff are here to help you in anyway at anytime but you’re also encouraged to relax throughout just as you would in the comfort of your own home. The difference being, unlike in your own home, there is always someone happy to make you a snack or bring a cocktail to you while you read a book.
At breakfast each morning there is a smattering of options lovingly organized of homegrown fruit and fruit juices, eggs from their chickens, pastries, breads, cheeses, charcuterie, and even homemade Spanish chorizo called Sobrassada. Across from dining room is a chalkboard that displays the evening’s tasting menu. Want a reservation? That’s as easy as letting any staff member know and a table will be set for you. (Paella night was my favorite.)
So what was it like being at Son Gener for the week? Like having the best of both worlds: the comforts of home combined with the luxury of staying at a hotel. Whether traveling alone, with a partner, or with your whole brood, at Son Gener you’ll be welcomed as family.
Stay courtesy of the Son Gener Hotel.
All photos © Roxana Inés Gray Saidi.