Although I’ve been back from Miami and the Bahamas for over a week now, I’m still just now unpacking.
So in the effort to shake off the Bahamian sun and sand off me and my still vacation-soaked clothes, I figured I would run through everything I wore while staying at the beautiful Four Seasons Ocean Club Resort in Nassau.
First things first though — the Four Seasons Ocean Club. Hands down, it’s without a doubt, one of the most beautiful hotels I’ve been lucky enough to call home for a few days. Nestled further away from the main parts of Nassau, the resort itself is practically an oasis, sitting on acre after acre of open beach and lush tropical lands. And while that might sound sprawling and massive (don’t get me wrong, the gardens are pretty sprawling), the property itself still manages to feel quite cozy and intimate. Step one foot into their lobby and you’ll see what I mean. Greeted with floor to ceiling windows overlooking the ocean down below, a grand piano off to the side and family photo frames filling the shelves of past guests (many a few famous faces here), there’s a comforting feeling of coming home — like you’re just relaxing in someone’s beautiful ocean-front living room.
From there, you can exit through a grand courtyard — what was once someone’s palatial estate — now makes up the just under 150 guest rooms, including villas, that comprise the resort. A fountain beckons you into the courtyard, the tile work begging to be appreciated from above — so you do just that, you hop upstairs to overlook it, as you walk down the open air hallway, the friendly faces of the staff saying hello as you pass by, encouraging you to make your way out to the Versailles Gardens. So again. You do just that.
Now winding down the lush pathways leading to the gardens, you can see how far it spans ahead of you — the entire width of the island to be exact. And you can make out statues — many of them — peeking out ever so slightly amongst the tropical greenery, with the stoic columns of the 12th century cloisters in the far distance. You make your way through, preferably barefoot as the Bahamians might do, stopping to admire a new flower or perhaps a beautiful statue of Hercules, surrounded by a lily pond. It’s about now you start to wonder, “Do I have to go back to New York?”
About this time is when you start to climb the stairs up to the reconstructed French and Spanish 12th century cloisters, which wrap around a collection of low tropical shrubs with a statue called “Silence” in the middle. Naturally, taking a cue from “Silence” you prop yourself up on one of the arched gateways of the cloisters, put on some Leon Bridges and breathe in the ocean air.
Huge thank you to the Four Seasons team for having me in the Bahamas — I hope to return someday very soon, so I can hopefully relive this exact afternoon. And in case you’re planning a warm, tropical vacation soon (especially during these summer months), I’ve rounded up everything I wore during my trip for a little packing inspiration. Keep scrolling!