Ninety rooms on a private stretch of sand, two restaurants, a spa built into the rock, and a beach club that stays open until the last guest leaves.
The family that built Bellamer in 1981 still runs it. The buildings have been rebuilt twice, but the bay, the pines and the staff have largely stayed put.
It is deliberately not the biggest resort on this coast. Ninety rooms is the number at which the beach still feels like yours in the morning.
Ninety rooms, all facing water, all with a terrace and an outdoor shower.
A beachside grill for lunch and a candlelit dining room that takes bookings from seven.
Cut into the cliff, with a hammam, four treatment rooms and a seawater pool.
Loungers, shade, a bar that makes a proper daiquiri and music that stays civilised.
Book direct for the best rate and a guaranteed sea view.
Airport transfer, cold towel, and your key before you reach reception.
A schedule is available on request. Almost nobody requests it.
“Same fortnight, same room, eleven years running. That should tell you everything.”
Returning guest
June and September are warmer than you think and half as busy.