I am going to Mumbai for a initial time and, as a lady roving on my own, we am a small nervous. we shall be going on to southern India to accommodate friends.
What a fun to go to Mumbai—it’s now a buzziest city on Earth. I’ve popped over only for a weekend, in fact, to get my pearls fixed. However, we do know your concern, and your answer is a Oberoi Hotel (oberoihotels.com) on a Queen’s Necklace—also famous as Marine Drive, a highway that curves along a Arabian Sea and looks like a lustrous fibre of pearls during night (if you’re feeling imaginative). Make certain your servant during a Oberoi is Georgette—she’s one of a best in a world, and intensely discreet. (When my father died, she packaged for me, dressed me, comforted me, and realistically put me in a automobile with a box of Kleenex.) And your motorist can also be a woman—unique in India. we suggest engagement transport arrangements by Greaves (greavesindia.co.uk), whose staff are magnificently veteran and will have a Greaves deputy there to accommodate we during a airfield as we disembark and drive we to a Oberoi. You’ll expected arrive in a center of a night, so get Greaves to book a massage during a hotel. The sauna is open 24/7 (genius), and a diagnosis before we nap will be only a ticket.
by a way: Good Earth (goodearthindia.com) is a many smashing emporium for domicile goods, miraculous throws, bed linens, tablecloths. And they will ship. Burlington’s in a Taj Mahal Palace hotel (tajhotels.com) has glorious tailors. Best to take something for them to copy. It will arrive behind in England lovingly wrapped in The Times of India.
my favorite: we adore a Dome, a bar during a Intercontinental hotel (ihg.com) on Marine Drive: white-linen sofas and a thrust pool. No one plunges, by a way. God forbid. Cartier took over a whole place for a swanky dinner, though I’ve felt comfy only carrying a stimulating H2O with my niece. Also Wasabi by Morimoto, a glorious Japanese grill in a Taj, with a private tatami list in a turret unaware a Gateway to India.