Escape to Paradise: Majorca's Hidden Gem, Petit Montision Boutique Hotel
Okay, buckle up buttercups, cuz we're about to dive headfirst into the shimmering turquoise waters of Petit Montision Boutique Hotel, Majorca's "Hidden Gem" – and boy, do I have some FEELINGS about this place! Prepare for a review less "sterile corporate drone" and more "chatty friend telling you the TRUTH."
First Impressions (and a Slight Panic Attack About Getting There):
So, the website promised "escape to paradise." And, honestly, as I drove the winding, single-lane roads leading up to Petit Montision, I started to sweat. My GPS, bless its digital cotton socks, kept yelling, "Recalculating! Recalculating!" Which, in that moment, transformed from a computer's voice into a harbinger of doom. The sheer, sheer beauty, the dramatic cliffs, the hidden coves of Majorca… it made me question my life choices, and if I had actually brought the correct passport. But then… the gates of Petit Montision opened, and BAM! Paradise. Seriously, instant relief, and a heartfelt "Thank God" directed upwards.
Accessibility (My Biggest Fear, Honestly):
Okay, let's get this out of the way: I’m giving a mostly positive review, because, hey, I’m not a robot. However, this hotel is not a beacon of perfect accessibility. Despite claiming Facilities for disabled guests, it's nestled on a hillside, which means stairs. Lots of stairs. And a few tight corners. The Elevator, thankfully, is there, but you might need to psych yourself up for longer walks. They do have to be commended for making the effort and going the extra mile to ensure comfort. They have Wheelchair accessible rooms, but you’ll likely need to ask someone to guide you to get to your room.
The Internet Saga (Because, You Know, Life):
Alright, the Free Wi-Fi in all rooms part? True. But the Internet access – LAN (wired, remember those?) felt like it was from the pre-Cambrian era. Still, the Wi-Fi in public areas was fairly reliable. Look, I needed to post my stunning sunset pics to make my friends jealous, and it worked! So, minor inconvenience, major bragging rights achieved. Plus, it’s a boutique hotel and, as with most things that are boutique, there are many steps and walking involved. Expect and embrace it.
Things To Do (Besides Staring Vacantly at the Sea):
Okay, so it's not just a place to vegetate. Though, let’s be honest, I did a lot of that. Things to do…, where do I even begin?
- The Pool: Ah, the Swimming pool [outdoor]. This is where I spent most of my waking hours. The Pool with view is spectacular. And the poolside bar… more on that later.
- Spa Day (Because, Self-Care): The Spa. Oh, the spa. Okay, I'm a sucker for a good spa day. I tried the Body scrub and the Massage and almost fell asleep. The Sauna, the Steamroom, all top-notch. Pure bliss. Totally worth it to get rid of all the anxieties of the road.
- Fitness: The Gym/fitness center is functional, though not exactly state-of-the-art.
- Relaxation: You can't go wrong with Body wrap, the Foot bath, or just straight-up relaxing.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (The Important Stuff):
Okay, buckle up, foodies. This is where things get GOOD.
- The Restaurants: I mostly ate at the main restaurant, though the Poolside bar was a frequent hangout. The Restaurants offer both Asian cuisine in restaurant, and International cuisine in restaurant.
- Breakfast: The Breakfast [buffet] was a glorious spread. Everything was delicious, fresh. I’m not a huge buffet fan usually, but this was the best Buffet in restaurant I’ve encountered in a while. They also offer Breakfast in room if the thought of interacting with humans before coffee makes you shudder (ME). I did try the Breakfast takeaway service once, because, you know, laziness.
- Lunch/Dinner: They have a diverse menu – The A la carte in restaurant menu was amazing with dishes for all eaters with multiple Vegetarian restaurant options. While they don’t have a dedicated cafe, the Coffee/tea in restaurant was always ready.
- Drinks: The Bar is well-stocked. The Happy hour? Even better. Those cocktails… oh, those cocktails…
- Snacks: Snack bar is a lifesaver between meals. I needed it – a lot.
Cleanliness and Safety (Because, Hello, Pandemic):
They take cleanliness seriously. Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Rooms sanitized between stays, and Staff trained in safety protocol are all in place. They have Hand sanitizer everywhere, and the staff were wearing masks. They have Cashless payment service, which is a nice touch. Also, I am a germophobe, and I felt perfectly comfortable so I will rate those categories as excellent.
Services and Conveniences (The Little Things That Make a Difference):
- The Staff: Concierge was incredibly helpful. Doorman. The staff were outstanding!
- Conveniences: Air conditioning in public area makes it a wonderful place to relax. Laundry service, Daily housekeeping, Car park [free of charge] are all brilliant.
- Extras: They have a Gift/souvenir shop, which is dangerous (I bought a LOT of stuff).
- Special Events: If you're planning a wedding or a conference, they've got you covered with Meeting/banquet facilities
Rooms: The Sanctuary
Okay, let's talk rooms. My room? (You know, the one that smelled like heaven?)
- The Good Stuff: They have Air conditioning, thank god. A comfy Bed, a Bathrobe. Blackout curtains were clutch for sleep-deprived me. A Refrigerator, Coffee/tea maker , and a Free bottled water meant I could be lazy. And the Wi-Fi [free] was great!
- The Great Details: The Bathroom was divine, with a Separate shower/bathtub. And the Balcony - my own little slice of heaven!
- The Tiny Quibbles/Potential Imperfections: The Additional toilet was a luxury I barely used. The Alarm clock was antiquated. Minor, minor issues.
For the Kids (Because I Saw Some):
They are Family/child friendly. They have some * Babysitting services and Kids meal so, if that's your thing, go for it.
Getting Around (The Great Escape):
They provide Airport transfer, which is a must in my opinion. There’s also Car park [on-site], Car park [free of charge], Taxi service, and Valet parking available.
Final Verdict (Here Comes the Emotional Breakdown):
Okay, so, Petit Montision isn’t perfect. It's a little rough around the edges, and definitely not your cookie-cutter luxury resort. But it has SOUL. It has heart. It's the kind of place where you feel instantly relaxed, where the staff remember your name and your drink, where you can actually disconnect and breathe. Some tiny, small imperfections are there but nothing that hurts the experience.
Would I recommend it? ABSOLUTELY.
So here is my offer:
Escape to Paradise: Seriously, Book Petit Montision Now!
Are you tired of the same old, boring holidays? Do you crave stunning views, total relaxation, and an escape from the everyday grind? Then Petit Montision Boutique Hotel is your answer!
Here's why you NEED to book right now:
- Breathtaking Beauty: Perched on the hillsides of Majorca, the hotel is surrounded by views that will literally make you gasp. The Mediterranean sea is the focal point to all activities.
- Unwind in Ultimate Luxury: Soak up the sun by the stunning outdoor pool. Indulge in a spa treatment that makes you feel like a new person.
- Foodie Heaven: Delicious breakfasts, and delectable dinners cooked by their in-house chef await you!
- Service That Makes You Feel Like Royalty: The staff are genuinely friendly, helpful, and make you feel like you're part of the family.
- Total Relaxation: This is your haven. Your escape. Your chance to disconnect from the world and connect with yourself.
Book now, and get:
- Complimentary welcome drink upon arrival.
- Free Wi-Fi so you can brag to all your friends about your amazing travel experience.
- Free parking*
**But hurry, because availability is limited! This is your chance to experience the Magic of Mallorca. This is your chance to escape, to reset, to find your
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's itinerary. This is me, stumbling, rambling, and ultimately, hopefully, surviving Boutique Hotel Petit Montision in Majorca. Get ready for a trip report that's less "structured" and more… "a chaotic dance of sun, sangria, and existential dread (but in a good way!)."
Day 1: Arrival & Immediate Gratification (and the Cat Who Judges)
- 10:00 AM: Landed in Palma. The airplane was fine, but the airport? Dear God, it was a maze. Took a wrong turn, ended up in duty-free, bought a ridiculously expensive Toblerone. No regrets.
- 11:30 AM: Taxi chaos. Learned the hard way that "si" doesn't always translate to "I know where I'm going." Eventually, found my ride and made it to Petit Montision. First impressions? Absolutely stunning. Like, Instagram-filter-worthy, even without the filter.
- 12:30 PM: Check-in. The guy at the desk (let's call him Javier, because all Spanish hotel staff are named Javier, right?) was charming, but spoke so fast I understood maybe 30% of what he said. He handed me a key and a vague promise of "amazing views." He wasn't lying.
- 1:00 PM: Room reveal. Okay, okay, I gasped. White-washed walls, exposed beams, a balcony that practically begged to be sat on. The bed? Cloud. And the little cat, a grumpy ginger, that surveyed the scene from the rooftop? Its attitude made me laugh for the rest of the morning, not letting me forget about the real life is coming.
- 1:30 PM: Found the pool. Finally. Spent the next two hours doing absolutely nothing but basking in the sun and pretending I wasn't checking my emails every fifteen minutes. The water was an ideal temperature.
- 3:30 PM: Drinks by the pool. Started with a beer, then segued into a ridiculously potent Mojito. Made friends with a lovely British couple who were already on their third week here. Clearly, they'd figured something out, or were just too drunk to care, which, honestly, is also a valid option.
- 5:00 PM: Napped. Seriously, the sun and the Mojitos hit me like a truck. Woke up with a vague sense of being slightly sunburnt, but also incredibly content.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at the hotel restaurant. The food was good, but the real show-stopper was the view of the mountains as the sun set. I almost cried. Okay, I might have dabbed away a rogue tear. Don't judge.
- 9:00 PM: Exploring the hotel grounds by night. The lighting was so aesthetic. The smell of jasmine was heavenly. Found myself wandering around, the only one for a good thirty minutes, and felt weirdly, wonderfully, at peace.
- 10:00 PM: Attempted to write in my journal. Failed miserably. Ended up scrolling through Instagram and envying everyone's picture-perfect lives. Resorted to chocolate and an early night.
- 10:30 PM: Cat from the rooftop. It judged me.
Day 2: Exploring Deià & Cliffside Shenanigans
9:00 AM: Awoke ready to smash this day. Headed down to breakfast, tried the local pastries. Felt a wave of nausea then felt better, so that was a win.
10:00 AM: Drove to Deià, recommended by Javier, obviously. The drive itself was an experience. Winding roads, hairpin turns, the kind of scenery that makes you want to simultaneously scream with joy and pray to every deity you can think of. The car rental, named "Pedro" was great!
11:00 AM: Deià: So picturesque it actually hurts. Wandered through the tiny streets, bought a ridiculously overpriced piece of art (because, you know, culture), and felt increasingly like I was in a movie. Possibly a rom-com, possibly a thriller. Jury's still out.
12:30 PM: Lunch at a clifftop restaurant. The views were, again, obscene. Ordered paella, which was delicious, but the portions were massive. Now I understood why everyone was wearing a size above.
2:00 PM: This is where it went off the rails - in the best way possible. Ended up (don't ask) on a tiny, hidden cove. With a rocky ledge. And an urge. Jumped off the cliffside. Pure adrenaline. One of the most exhilarating/terrifying experiences of my life.
3:00 PM: Sunbathed and almost fell asleep on a giant rock.
5:00 PM: Drove back to the hotel.
7:00 PM: Dinner with the British couple. Talked about everything and nothing. They told me a story about a runaway donkey and a questionable bottle of wine. I loved them.
9:00 PM: Fell asleep.
10:00 PM: Cat from the rooftop. It looked slightly less judgmental. Maybe it's warming up to me.
Day 3: Poolside Bliss and the Pursuit of Happiness (and Tapas!)
- 9:00 AM: Breakfast, the cat sat with me. Stole some of the breakfast sausage. My new best friend.
- 9:30 AM - 4:00 PM: Spent the entire day glued to a sun lounger. Read a book. Dipped in the pool repeatedly. Ordered cocktails. Lived my best life. This is peak vacation. This is what I came for.
- 6:00 PM: Finally dragged myself away from the pool. Felt like a cooked lobster.
- 7:30 PM: Tapas crawl in a nearby town. Okay, this is where things got real. Ate too much. Drank too much. Laughed until my stomach hurt. Fell completely in love with the local tapas scene.
- 9:00 PM: The sangria hit. And how it hit.
- 10:00 PM: Tried to remember how to get back to the hotel.
- 11:00 PM: Somehow made it back to the hotel.
- 12:00 AM: Cat from the rooftop. It winked. I think we're friends now. Or at least, we're tolerating each other.
Day 4: Departure and the Aftermath (AKA, the Real World is Coming)
- 8:00 AM: Woke up with a headache. The sun, that bastard, was relentless even through my closed shutters.
- 9:00 AM: Luggage-packing: a Herculean task, after all those tapas.
- 10:00 AM: Heartbreaking farewell to Javier (and the cat, who gave me a genuine head-butt, which I will cherish forever).
- 11:00 AM: Taxi to the airport. The airport was still a maze.
- 1:00 PM: Back home. Reality. The emails, the laundry, the general chaos of life.
Final Verdict:
Petit Montision was everything I hoped for and so much more. The hotel, the food, the people, the views… it was all just… perfect. Okay, almost perfect. There were the occasional logistical snafus, the slightly-too-much-sangria moments, and the lingering feeling that I was probably going to come home 10 pounds heavier. But you know what? It was worth every single, messy, imperfect moment. And I'd go back in a heartbeat. Maybe I'll even learn to speak Spanish next time. Or not. Either way, the cat on the rooftop definitely approves.
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Okay, seriously, is Petit Montision *really* worth the hype? I saw the photos, and... wow.
Look, I’m gonna be real with you. I went in expecting Instagram perfection, you know? That filtered, airbrushed paradise. And... yeah, it’s gorgeous. The pictures don't lie. But here's the thing – they *understate* the magic. It’s not just about the perfectly sculpted hedges and the infinity pool that looks like it's melting into the Serra de Tramuntana mountains (which, by the way, IS breathtaking).
It's the *feeling*. Walking through those ancient stone walls, you just... exhale. Like your shoulders physically drop. One afternoon, I actually burst into tears (happy tears, I swear!) just sitting on my balcony. I had a glass of the house wine, and the sunlight was hitting the stone, and the cicadas were going nuts, and... ugh, it was just perfect. It's the kind of place that makes you want to write a novel (and then promptly forget about it and just drink more wine).
So, worth the hype? Abso-freakin'-lutely. Just go. Seriously. Book it. Before I do and they're all booked up! (Don't tell anyone about this, I want my spot!)
What's the deal with the food? I'm a foodie. Will I be happy?
Oh, the food. Where do I even begin? Okay, so, I'm kinda obsessed with food, I'll admit it. And the restaurant at Petit Montision, "Sa Tafona”, is a revelation. This isn't your average hotel restaurant, okay? This is next-level, farm-to-table, Michelin-star-worthy stuff.
The first night, I ordered the lamb. I swear, it melted in my mouth. Like, I actually closed my eyes and made little "mmmm" noises. My husband (bless his heart, he's a simple man) looked at me like I'd lost my mind. But the flavor! They obviously know what they're doing with local ingredients. And the presentation? Gorgeous, artistic, like the chef is an actual painting wizard. (I may have taken at least 20 photos of my plate... don’t judge!)
Breakfast is also incredible. Everything is homemade, even the yogurt! They have this apricot marmalade that I would commit serious crimes for. Just… go. Eat everything! Don’t diet! Life is short! Especially when you're at Petit Montision!
Is it kid-friendly? I have a little monster… I mean, angel.
Okay, this is tricky. Petit Montision is... not really *designed* for kids. I'm not saying it's actively *unfriendly* to children, but it’s more of a romantic, quiet getaway. Think couples, friends looking to relax, and maybe, just maybe, a solo traveler wanting to find themselves (me!).
I saw a few families there, but they seemed to have super well-behaved children. Like, little angels. The kind that eat their vegetables and don't whine. The pool is lovely, but not specifically geared toward water slides or anything.
So, if your “angel" is a tiny tornado of energy, maybe, maybe, it's not the best fit. If they're more of the "quietly observing the world and sketching landscapes" type, then you might be fine. Talk to the hotel! They’re very accommodating. Just, don't blame me if your toddler starts screaming during the perfectly composed evening cocktails! I'm just warning you based on my observations! (And the screaming *would* be a shame because the cocktails are AMAZING....)
The location seems a little… remote. Is it hard to get around?
Remote? Oh, yes, darling. Beautifully remote! That’s part of the charm. You're tucked away in the Serra de Tramuntana mountains, a UNESCO World Heritage site. It's not like you’re just stumbling out of the hotel and into a bustling city center.
You definitely need a car. There's public transport, I think, but honestly, I wouldn't bother. Rent a car and explore! The drive into the mountains is gorgeous. Winding roads, incredible views, the smell of pines... Just... don't be intimidated by the hairpin turns. Me and my husband, we almost died a few times! (Okay, I’m exaggerating, maybe three times. But close!).
It's worth it, though. You'll find little hidden gems like the charming town of Valldemossa, and the historic town of Deià, that are beautiful too. It's an adventure! Just remember to pack your patience (and maybe some anti-nausea medication if you're prone to car sickness). And take pictures!
What kind of activities are there? Do I just sit by the pool all day?
Okay, while lounging by the pool IS a perfectly acceptable way to spend your time at Petit Montision (and, let's be honest, incredibly tempting), there’s actually a surprising amount to do.
First off, hiking! The Tramuntana mountains are fantastic for hiking. The hotel can arrange guided walks, or you can just grab a map and wander. I got lost once and ended up scaling a tiny waterfall. Totally worth it! (But maybe bring a friend next time).
Then of course are the day-trips that are super easy to do with a car: exploring the nearby villages, visiting local wineries, etc.
The hotel also offers cooking classes, if you’re feeling ambitious (I chickened out, but heard great things). And, of course, there's the spa. I had a massage that was so good, I think I actually levitated for a few minutes. No one witnessed it, so it's just between us, of course. So...no, you don't *have* to sit by the pool all day, but you absolutely could, and you wouldn't regret it.
Anything I should know about the rooms themselves? Are they as nice as they look in the photos?
Oh, the rooms! Where do I even begin? Okay, so my room... It was like stepping into a different century. Ancient stone walls! Exposed beams! A four-poster bed that made me feel like royalty! (Even though I definitely wasn’t).
They're absolutely stunning. And yes, they are just as lovely as the pictures suggest. The linens are ridiculously soft. The bathrooms are spacious and luxurious. But here's a (minor) confessionJet Set Hotels
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