Isn’t the last night of a holiday always the best?
After taking our time primping and preening, with some added silly time, hot tub and rocking out to Britney, we eventually made our way down to hail a cab to take us to a restaurant recommended by the hotel. We had asked for a simple but lovely restaurant so we could treat ourselves and see our short time in Madrid out in style. After several minutes of whizzing through the city, the taxi pulled up outside Ramses, the only Philippe Stark restaurant in Spain and now my new favourite. It looked like the ideal place for some pre-dancing grub (and smart enough to be in party attire – in our case LBD’s and towering stilettos).
Once we passed what looked to be a busy cosmopolitan bar we were led up a grand staircase and seated in the beautiful restaurant – c’etait tres chic! And much to our amazement, a lot more glamorous than we had anticipated. The opulent decor and atmosphere combined a mixture of London’s Sketch, Gaucho and Beach Blanket Babylon, so did not disappoint.
Now if you haven’t tried an Apple Martini, you are most definitely missing out as they are utterly amazing, and my new favourite cocktail i’ll have you know! We spent the next couple of hours sipping on fruity concoctions before switching to the waiters choice of red, and indulging in what turned out to be a michelin starred menu of oysters followed by steak and the most delicious chocolate pudding EVER! After polishing off yet more local red wine, we were given a tour of the 3 floors that make up the trendy, contemporary eatery …including a Dom Perignon Salon!
It was 2am by the time we finished eating and I was ready for bed! But the party was only just getting started. We were led down to the bar area and kindly treated to a variety of drinks before heading off MOMA Fifty Six, where we were given VIP bands on entry and hurried through to the area cordoned of from the main dance floor. Everyone loves a bit of VIP treatment every now and again, but we found ourselves more at home shimmying on the dance floor with everyone else.
The night and our trip ended back at Gabana 1800 before squeezing in our last little bit of sight seeing the next morning, then back home to England feeling pretty exhausted but very happy indeed.
All in all I’d say it was a VERY successful trip. We ate amazing food, stayed in an incredible hotel, met some great people and danced the nights away.
Turns out Girly City breaks are terribly underated – but be sure always choose your company wisely as that’s what makes it the most memorable!