Makani Luxury WanderlustThe boat ride is just 15 minutes, but somehow it feels like you’ve crossed an ocean. Maybe it’s the color of the water—it isn’t quite Rosario Islands turquoise, but it’s close enough that you stop caring about the difference the moment you step onto the sand. Makani feels quiet in a way Cartagena never does, like someone turned down the city’s volume knob. The staff greet you like they’ve been waiting for you all morning, and within minutes you’ve got a drink in hand and a place to settle in.
Everyone I've talked to has been blown away by the food, which is as carefully made as anything you’ll find back in the city. It’s really the rhythm of the day that hooks you. Swim, read, snack, repeat. There’s a pool if you’re looking for that cool plunge, or you can wander to their mostly private stretch of beach and pretend you’re much farther from the mainland than you really are. Most people pop over for the day—a boat out in the morning, back in the evening—but if you can stretch the budget or your schedule, staying overnight feels like you’ve stolen extra time. It’s that kind of place, the kind you linger in even after you’ve left.
