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Charlotte Ivers: ‘My road trip through Spain's world-class vineyards'

Charlotte Ivers: ‘My road trip through Spain's world-class vineyards'

Times8 hours ago

There's a small strip of land along the Duero River known as the Golden Mile. As is the way of such convenient place names this is, of course, a lie. The golden mile is in fact nearly ten miles long. It's an inauspicious piece of land: parched earth, and the soil doesn't look up to growing much.
Drive along the dusty road, and little collections of buildings — sun-bleached, ramshackle, seemingly hastily assembled — spring up on the horizon and disappear as soon as you reach them. There's something of the Western frontier to this place. Or maybe it's more like California during the gold rush, or those early Texas oil towns. But it isn't oil these pioneers are chasing. It's grapes.
For a long time this little chunk of Castile and Leon was a destination only for those who knew what they were looking for, and what they were looking for was wine. Madrid to the south and San Sebastian to the north take care of the tourists in search of a bit of glamour and a Michelin-starred meal. Wine connoisseurs — importers, restaurateurs, buyers — come to the Golden Mile to cart back crates of red bottles of liquid gold.
In recent years, however, the small Spanish hotel group Castilla Termal, which specialises in converting historic buildings into high-end spa destinations, has opened a five-star hotel in a restored 12th-century monastery. Suddenly, there's a reason for luxury travellers to come to this part of the world.
Perhaps there always was: the vineyards here are world-class. If you're into tempranillo, this place is the ultimate pilgrimage site. But this was not an area designed for leisure visitors. It was a hard sell as a mini-break before this extravagant hotel and spa sprang up.
Stuck onto the side of tiny San Bernardo, the bottom half of the monastery remains a historical site, and the Catholic church attached is still used by the hundred or so people who live in the village. There is a sense of staying in a living museum: a type of historic grandeur with which no billion-pound new-build could hope to compete. Most rooms are located on the first floor, reached by a walkway looking down into the cloisters below. There are only 79: all spacious, some cavernous, all decorated in an understated, modern manner.
We are here as part of a package Castilla Termal has set up. The idea is that you spend three nights here at Monasterio de Valbuena, then two at another of its hotels in the slightly larger village of Brihuega (of which more later). On arrival, the first thing this entails is dinner at Converso: a restaurant set up in the hotel just a few months ago with the advice of Miguel Ángel de la Cruz, a renowned local chef who specialises in vegetarian and sustainable cooking. This restaurant is a clear statement of intent, in terms of sustainability and quality. The ingredients all come from the hotel's vegetable garden and, more impressively, the eggs come from its own hens. It is, quite clearly, Michelin bait. No doubt they will get their star soon: this is the best restaurant around by miles.
The next day there's an almost infinite supply of vineyards to be getting on with. We visit Emilio Moro, one of the oldest and most notable vineyards nearby, for a tour, tasting and lunch. (During which the proprietors absolutely did not skimp on sharing their product. We rolled home.) Then there's an extremely pleasant day out to be had at Finca Villacreces, touring the vineyard on electric bikes to see the different terrains, before returning to base for tasting and snacks. In both cases, it is clear that these guys really live their wine; these are guides who can cater for everyone from the most serious of wine professionals to those who just fancy a few glasses of red and a look at the countryside.
Back at the hotel the spa is the main event. The thermal pools, indoor and outdoor, contain more means of administering a water jet than you ever thought possible, whether you're standing, sitting or lying down. The best part, however, is the Chapel of San Pedro spa experience. Castilla Termal has painstakingly recreated the beautiful little chapel that sits off the side of the main church. Instead of worshippers, this one hosts a steam room, a sauna and a variety of Roman bath-style plunge pools of varying temperatures. It's a private space: you book your time and don't have to share with other guests. Once you've got over the vague sense of sacrilege and realise that a thunderbolt hasn't actually descended from the sky, it's wonderful. With its vaulted ceilings and pale stone walls, this is the spa you always imagine when plotting a relaxation day — but which never quite seems to manifest in the real world.
The view from our vast bedroom window is quite remarkable. Looking out into the romantic garden we can see straight into the treetops. This view isn't hard to come by in this hotel; the rooms here circle the building, most facing outwards into the garden. The room is high-ceilinged and bright, with wood panels and the pale white stone of the original building. It's elegant and modern, yet understated.
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After three nights we drag ourselves away from the pools and head onwards to our next stop: driving a couple of hours east to Brihuega, a small town of fewer than 3,000 people just north of Madrid. Here Castilla Termal has another hotel, rising out of a hill in the centre of town in an old cloth factory. Again, this is a place you would never find on a standard tourist route. Again we find ourselves in the most remarkable building: circular, with a covered courtyard restaurant in the middle, at the centre of which is a vast indoor tree. Gardens in the romantic style surround the hotel, with views across the hills.
It's a more casual dining situation here — a fresh, light, à la carte menu — and that's perhaps what we need after several days of red wine at lunch. And this time the town is big enough to sustain several restaurants and bars. Here we get the longed-for opportunity of every European holiday: to sit in a pretty town square with a small beer and some salty snacks. Except for the hotel, this is a locals' town. It only strikes me now that we didn't hear a single passer-by speaking English outside our hotel, quite a rare thing when combined with a luxury spa break. We enjoy our impeccably authentic tapas, negotiating the language barrier as we go, and then return again to the peace of the thermal spas (nearly identical to those in our last destination) and to the hotel's signature massage which, in homage to the building's origins, uses cloths to stretch out our limbs by pulling the fabric to extend or bend them gently.
• 25 of the best vineyard hotels to visit in France
As a day trip, the hotel team recommends we head an hour or so away, to Cogolludo, to meet quite a remarkable man named Yñigo Miguez del Olmo. Del Olmo has done the thing that every city worker threatens to do but never actually does: he has sacked off the corporate life to head to the hills, where he makes his own wine and has restored a quite remarkable 16th-century convent. Here he has created a makeshift museum, full of his collection of carved stone going back to Roman times.
At 11.30am he uncorks several bottles of his wine made, to our excitement, from vines that emerged unscathed by the phylloxera that destroyed the vineyards of Europe in the 19th century. It is a thrillingly rare experience, made more delightful by del Olmo's general sense of joie de vivre. Soon, we are joined by his wife and baby daughter, and there is little wine left. We pour ourselves into the taxi home, utterly charmed by this rare show of hospitality and authenticity.
These are the things that make this driving holiday such a remarkable find. So often, travel is a trade-off between luxury and authenticity. The problem with places off the beaten track is that they aren't well-equipped for high-end tourism. The problem with places well-equipped for high-end tourism is, well, they are full of high-end tourism. What a joy to find a means of experiencing the best of both. And it doesn't hurt that it's accompanied by vast rivers of red wine.
Charlotte Ivers was a guest of the Luxury Holiday Company, which has five nights' B&B from £1,935pp on a Gastronomy & Wellness in Central Spain itinerary, including flights, car hire, spa treatments, a wine experience and some extra meals (theluxuryholidaycompany.com)
This article contains affiliate links that can earn us revenue
By Richard Mellor
Despite one of the main Camino de Santiago pilgrimage routes passing through its compact centre, Logroño remains wonderfully untouristy, aided by the absence of an airport (trains from Bilbao take two and a half hours). The capital of the winemaking Rioja region, it has an elegant old town where all 60-odd tapas joints have their own speciality — be it Juan y Pinchame's langoustine and pineapple skewers, Bar Ángel's fried mushrooms or Torres Gastrobar's legendary calamari-filled buns with lightly spiced bravas sauce. Logroño also does a fine line in bodegas — Franco-Españolas, just across the Ebro River from the old town, was once visited by Hemingway (tours £23; enoturismo.francoespanolas.com) — and, best of all, is exceptionally affordable, even on a Saturday night on the main street, Calle del Laurel. Equally good value and just off that street is the chic Sercotel Calle Mayor hotel, inside a 400-year-old mansion.Details Room-only doubles from £75 (sercotelhoteles.com). Fly to Bilbao
There's no doubting Girona's headline act. El Celler de Can Roca is the creation of the three Roca brothers — head chef Joan, pastry chef Jordi and sommelier Josep — and has three Michelin stars for its bravura takes on Catalan cuisine (15-course tasting menu, £270). It has topped charts of the world's best restaurants and spawned many sister establishments that are far easier to get into, including a natural wine bar, a comfort-food restaurant and a fancy ice cream parlour (cellercanroca.com). But this handsome, Catalan-speaking medieval city, 40 minutes by train from Barcelona, also has a raft of other great restaurants to try, including tiny BionBo, where each day's unique, wildly inventive menu might be themed to comedy, sport or music (six courses, £38; bionbo.com). As for somewhere to stay, let's turn back to the Rocas: Jordi's Casa Cacao chocolate shop also includes 15 cosy bedrooms (and a rooftop terrace).Details B&B doubles from £219 (hotelcasacacao.com). Fly to Girona
On the Mediterranean between Andalusia and Valencia, Murcia is a dream for vegetarians. Much produce hails from its surrounding, Moorish-era market gardens, while the local, lauded Torre Pacheco melons and Cieza peaches have protected geographical indication status. Delicious bomba rice and paprika made using ñora peppers are other staples, with zarangollo — scrambled eggs loaded with courgette and onion — paparajotes, a dessert involving batter-fried lemon leaves dusted in icing sugar, among the classic dishes. Far more ambitious takes on those await at Frases, down an alleyway near the grand, gothic-baroque cathedral. Awarded a Michelin star in November, this informal haunt champions a distinctly regional larder (five courses, £63; frasesrestaurante.com). Nearby, past squares that throng on summer nights, is the simple, stylish Hotel Cetina.Details B&B doubles from £74 (cetinahotels.com). Fly to Murcia
Woody Allen's favourite Spanish city is a heartland for the produce of Spain's lush northwest. Most famously there's Asturian cider which, poured from a dramatic height to inject effervescence, can be tried in various old-school sidrerias along lively Calle Gascona, ideally in cahoots with platters of pixin (fried monkfish chunks) and tangy Cabrales cheese, Spain's stilton. You'll also find that, alongside good chorizo, in El Fontan market. Build up an appetite by roaming the student-filled old town, then consider sitting down to a staple plate of cachopo — two large, breaded beef or veal escalopes filled with ham and cheese. An atmospheric former 18th-century hospice, the Eurostars Hotel de la Reconquista serves nice breakfasts, but that doesn't mean you can't have a second one at the renowned Camilo de Blas pastry shop later.Details B&B doubles from £135 (eurostarshotels.co.uk). Fly to Oviedo
Neighbouring Portugal, Extremadura is a low-profile region where good birdwatching, grand palaces and great galleries converge. Gastronomically minded visitors come chiefly for two of Spain's most sought-after foodstuffs: premier jamon iberico de bellota (Iberico ham from pigs fed on acorns) and gooey torta del Casar sheep's milk cheese. These anchor two of four food-focused driving routes — the others themed on olive oil and wine — that road-trippers might follow past quiet holm and cork oak pastures (turismoextremadura.com). Otherwise, simply head for the beautiful city of Caceres, where storks nest in 12th-century walls and the sustainable, three-Michelin-starred Atrio draws foodies from as far as France for its avant-garde use of Extremaduran fare (19-course tasting menu, £236). The same old-town complex also contains 14 spacious, art-filled and spare contemporary bedrooms around a small pool.Details B&B doubles from £463 (atriocaceres.com). Fly to Badajoz or Madrid

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Thirty years ago this remote idyll in the middle of the Indian Ocean could easily have become one of those lost paradise-on-a-budget destinations beloved of grubby backpackers – think tents on beaches and cheap, palm-fronded bars. But investors have long since hollowed out that meagre revenue stream. In 2024 Hilton Group opened a five-star Waldorf Astoria resort on Platte, filling what had once been a small coconut plantation with imported palm trees and high-end lodges. The gamble appears to be paying off, with no shortage of high flyers lining up to pay around £12,000 a night for a five-bedroom villa. The Seychelles wasn't always a magnet for the super rich. Local expat artist Michael Adams and his wife Heather moved there in 1972, and have fond memories of the islands before the developers arrived. 'For years the place was a hippy paradise with a few arty expats like us living a very simple, carefree life,' says Heather. 'We rarely encountered many tourists other than a few hairy dropouts seeking nirvana. These days it feels more like a playground for rich bankers and swanky wedding parties.' European destinations are also trying to attract the billionaire class. Once known for their bohemian vibes, Greek islands such as Mykonos, Santorini and Ios have been well and truly blinged in recent years, abandoning the needs of ordinary holidaymakers in favour of the luxury end of the market. Santorini feels less like the rustic outpost of old and more a roped-off playground for the yachting fraternity. At Santa Marina, a five-star resort on Mykonos, rooms cost around £2,400 a night. It's all a far cry from the homely mama and baba pensions that once proliferated here. Then there's Montenegro, once seen as one of Europe's most affordable destinations, but now home to fleets of mega-yachts and a plethora of five-star resorts such as Nikki Beach and The Chedi, part of a sprawling new beach community in Luštica Bay complete with luxury apartment blocks, a handsome town square and one of Europe's highest, most exclusive golf courses. Even Benidorm has been trying to shed its less-than-salubrious image. When I visited recently the town felt more like a cross between Miami and Dubai with shiny new high-end hotels looming over the wide, perfectly manicured beaches. These days the old town feels properly cosmopolitan and the Boca del Calvari Museum even had a Goya exhibition. You'll also struggle to find a decent room for less than £200, and up in the mountains overlooking Benidorm, the Asia Gardens and Melia Villaitana resorts are as good as anything you'll find in more traditionally lavish locations. Ibiza's transformation from scuzzy 1970s hippie retreat to the world's most exclusive global party hub has been more gradual but no less dramatic. When I was there visiting friends recently, the decadent vibe felt like a two-fingered salute to all those bearded dropouts who decamped to what was then a remote corner of the Balearics. In July, a room at the Six Senses in Cala Nova will set you back over £1,300 a night. That's assuming, of course, the hotel isn't already fully booked; Ibiza has become the Glastonbury festival of holiday destinations where tickets sell out fast. Many of the older residents I spoke to complained that the island itself had sold out to a new breed of flashy drug-fuelled pleasure-seekers with little interest in island life. While the super rich are expanding their holiday horizons across every nook and cranny of Europe, don't expect long-haul destinations to offer much of an affordable alternative. Back in the early 1990s, if you backpacked across south-east Asia you were still considered something of a pioneer. On Thailand's Koh Phi Phi, I remember being told not to drink the water and to carry a torch with me at all times due to unpredictable electricity supplies. How times have changed. Phi Phi along with neighbouring Koh Phangan and Koh Samui have seen heavy development over the past 20 years with sprawling resorts replacing the tatty beach huts of old. Mexico's Yucatan peninsula has suffered a similar fate, with the unmade but picturesque ocean road from Cancun to Tulum now a gleaming highway lined with upscale hotels. Tulum, once a remote Mayan ruin surrounded by a smattering of camp sites, has been transformed into a glamorous beach resort where rooms at La Valise Tulum will set you back over £300. Wealthy travellers may be shaping the holiday landscape but there are still some surprisingly affordable pockets of Europe that have resisted. The Dordogne, for instance, has some lovely family-owned chateau hotels that don't cost the earth. Rooms at four star hotel L'Abbaye in sleepy Saint-Cyprien start at around £120 and from there you can tour the region's many historic castles where entry costs around £10. Drop by any of Périgord's heavenly villages and you can still enjoy a three-course menu du jour for around £14. But if you're still feeling down about the affordability of your next trip abroad, just remember: the super rich feed on exclusivity. So perhaps they'll grow tired of colonising the entire world and retreat back to their more familiar habitats – allowing the rest of us to rediscover favourite haunts we assumed were beyond our reach.

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