It has become a cliche to compare luxury Italian resorts to the Taormina hotel in The White Lotus, but strolling on to Borgo Santandrea’s private beach makes you half expect Jennifer Coolidge to wade out of the sea gesturing to a white polo-shirt-clad waiter to bring a pornstar martini.
The Amalfi coast has long been the jewel in the south-west Italian coastline, a refuge for millionaires, celebrities and influencers looking for a place to park their superyachts and quaff spritzes and dine on vongole. The coastline is peppered with luxurious hotels stuffed full of so much marble it is a miracle they haven’t collapsed under the weight but the Borgo Santandrea has somehow managed to combine Game of Thrones-level grandeur with a laidback nonna’s house atmosphere that is fresh and disarming.
