Mallorca and Ibiza had topped my bucket list for years, but the journey getting there was just as important. I love road trips, so instead of heading there directly, we took our time winding through Portugal and Spain, from the Algarve to Madrid and Valencia, before ferrying across to the Mediterranean coast. Along the way, we checked into six incredible luxury hotels. Portugal was a place I’d long wanted to revisit as a photographer, while it was my husband Niall’s first time there. Spain, meanwhile, was somewhere we’d each visited before—but never together. This is the route I’d recommend to anyone with 19 days to spare.
We touched down in Lisbon and wandered straight into Alfama, letting the Old Town’s maze of cobblestone lanes, colorful tiled buildings and vintage trams climbing steep hills set the scene. After breakfast at Magnolia beneath its Rococo-style ceiling fresco, we left the city behind and followed the road south to the Algarve, where sun-drenched beaches, rugged cliffs and sleepy fishing villages welcomed us into five blissful days by the sea.
Our first few nights at Vila Vita Parc couldn’t have been a better introduction to the Algarve. Perched high above the rugged Atlantic coastline, the Moorish-influenced resort instantly slowed us down with its sweeping ocean views and immaculately manicured gardens tucked around every corner. One of our favorite parts was the walk down to the beach, following staircases carved into the cliffs that led to secluded stretches of sand below, making even a simple beach day feel like an adventure. Mornings started with coffee framed by palm tree views before giving way to afternoons beneath thatched umbrellas overlooking the sea, spritz in hand, and dinners of fresh seafood at Arte Náutica Beach Restaurant, just steps from the beach.
For the second half of our Algarve stay, we headed inland, passing grazing cows and rolling countryside before arriving at Praia do Canal, where the scenery felt wilder with every turn. Surrounded by 220 hectares of protected nature, the hotel’s sand-coloured buildings seemed to disappear into the landscape, while floor-to-ceiling windows and bold architecture frame the outdoors. From our room, the view stretched across the Parque Natural do Sudoeste Alentejano e Costa Vicentina—one of Portugal’s largest protected coastal landscapes—with bougainvillea climbing outside the door and a huge marble bathroom I fell in love with. As a photographer, I loved wandering the grounds with my camera, capturing the dramatic coastline and local fishermen perched high on the cliffs above the Atlantic. Between delicious brunches, one of the best massages I’ve ever had and swims in the infinity pool, each day brought a new way to appreciate the beauty of this wild corner of Portugal.
Leaving the Algarve behind, we hit the road for Spain. The eight-hour drive took us across Portugal and into Andalusia, with a well-timed stop in Seville to wander the sun-soaked Old Town, admire its beautiful architecture and enjoy a glass of vino before continuing on to Madrid.
We checked into Nômade Temple Madrid in the heart of the city, lucky enough to be among the first guests to experience the newly opened hotel. Housed in a beautifully restored historic building, it strikes a beautiful balance between old and new, preserving its original architectural details while layering in rich materials and tactile textures throughout the space. The moody interiors, thoughtfully designed rooms and rooftop views (best enjoyed with a glass of vino, of course) quickly became highlights, but the evenings brought their own excitement. We even got a sneak peek at the hotel’s soon-to-open nightclub, before ending our nights with Negronis in the lobby, taking in the atmosphere of a space that felt every bit as stylish and full of energy as Madrid itself.
After a few days of city adventures, it was time to chase the Mediterranean. We left Madrid behind and made our way to Valencia, a scenic 3.5-hour drive away, where we spent the afternoon taking in the city before boarding an overnight ferry to Palma. Arriving just after 6:00 a.m., we were greeted by a spectacular sunrise that painted Mallorca‘s coastline and honey-colored buildings in soft golden light. Before setting off for our next hotel, we roamed Palma’s quiet cobblestone streets and fueled up at Fika Farina, where some of the best pastries of the trip were waiting behind the counter, including a cardamom bun that quickly became my favorite.
Somewhere along the way, we spotted a man riding a moped wearing a T-shirt with the words “Live Slow” printed across the back. It became our unofficial motto, and nowhere embodied it better than Sarena de Muro Resort Mallorca. Set on the edge of the Mediterranean, the resort felt as though it melted into the sea, with views that made it seem possible to step straight from the room into the water. Days drifted between walks along the white-sand beach and afternoons by the pool, rosé at the ready, stretched out on the hotel’s signature green-striped loungers. It was the kind of place that made doing very little feel like the perfect way to experience Mallorca.
After soaking up Mallorca’s laid-back charm, we continued our island-hopping adventure with a quick two-hour ferry ride to Ibiza. While the island is famous for its nightlife, Northern Ibiza revealed a completely different side, one defined by wild landscapes, hidden coves, turquoise waters and sea-kissed days far from the crowds.
From the moment we arrived at Six Senses Ibiza, we knew it would be one of the defining stays of the trip. Tucked into the island’s rugged northern coastline, the resort feels completely at home among wildflowers, rocky cliffs and the endless blue of the Mediterranean. The infinity pool appears to spill straight into the sea, making it difficult to tell where one ends and the other begins, while every sunset painted the coastline in a different shade of gold. Mornings started with delightfully prepared breakfasts, before giving way to swims in the sea, afternoons stretched out by the pool and serene moments simply taking in the extraordinary beauty of this corner of Ibiza.
For the second half of our Ibiza stay, we remained in the island’s north, where the pace was calmer and the coastline felt magnificently untouched. Cala San Miguel Resort became our base for exploring rugged cliffs, secluded coves and the region’s wild beauty. Our room’s panoramic view was unforgettable, looking over a private cala that felt like a world away. Between swims in the resort’s three pools and afternoons by the sea, every moment revealed another reason to fall in love with this quieter corner of the island.
Every great road trip eventually reaches its final stretch. The ferry back to Dénia marked the beginning of the journey home, but neither of us was ready to say goodbye. Driving through Portugal and Spain became one of the most memorable parts of the trip, with winding roads lined by ancient olive groves, rolling hills and landscapes that seemed to change around every bend. We left with thousands of photos, a long list of favorite meals and six extraordinary hotel stays, but also the feeling that we’d only scratched the surface. Northern Ibiza, especially, has an energy that’s hard to describe until you’ve experienced it for yourself. We’ll be back next year. I’m sure of it.
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