‘Cabo is always a good idea’, says Sarah Ivens as she follows the Hollywood A-listers and books into Nobu’s first Latin American hotel
When I was editor-in-chief of a US celebrity magazine, I spent a lot of time in Los Angeles, especially around awards season. Hanging out with Hollywood’s most dazzling stars, I soon learned that when it came to post-ceremony rest and relaxation, both the winners and losers sought refuge in one of two places.
The minute their sequins and fake tan were removed, and their Oscars and Golden Globes – or disappointed egos – safely hidden away in their Beverly Hills mansions, they would head to Cabo San Lucas, the favoured Mexican hideaway of the rich and famous. If they couldn’t get to Cabo, they’d bolster themselves with a short drive along the Pacific Coast Highway to Nobu, where they would eat black cod and toast their talent with sake.
In my five years of travelling regularly to LA, I learned that these two hotspots were as beloved by souped-up thespians as diet pills and aggressive agents. So when I heard that the Nobu group was building its first Latin American hotel in Los Cabos, I understood. It was a perfect marriage. Love is a four-letter word – so, too, are Nobu and Cabo. But can such a marriage survive when you add in children?
“Cabo is always a good idea,” is a phrase I heard a lot on the celebrity circuit, but Nobu is pristine, measured and quiet – three things that my children are not. I was intrigued, arriving at the resort a week after its official opening with my husband, Russ, and children, William, eight, and Matilda, six.
“You’ve just missed Robert,” our taxi driver informed us on our 40-minute drive from the airport, referring to the co-owner, Robert De Niro. At check-in, the emphasis this sophisticated hotel places on being a family resort became all too clear. As Russ and I handed over our credit card and sipped hibiscus tea, my children were handed a form of their own to fill in, a sweet touch that made them feel terribly grand – and gave the kids’ club team the details they needed: names, ages, interests.
Yes, I said kids’ club – but it’s the best one I have ever seen – and complimentary, too. It was so carefully curated to different children’s interests that over our four-day stay I actually started to miss my two. Open 9am-6pm, the treehouse concept clubhouse included a rock-climbing wall, reading nooks, a face-painting station and every kind of modern tech device my eight-year-old could explain in detail. As the children made friends, played sports and produced art, we were left to eat dulce de leche tacos poolside as if we were on honeymoon.
by Sarah Ivens for The Telegraph
Source: The Telegraph