The High Life - The WaterColours, Grand Cayman
A day at The WaterColours, Grand Cayman's most luxurious residential development.
Words by Isy Obi. Photography courtesy of The WaterColours.
Like magic, at the touch of a button the bedroom blinds glide up to reveal every imaginable shade of blue. Sea and sky melt into one as I revel in the tranquillity and sweeping panorama of the Caribbean Sea from my secluded balcony. Having been conveniently greeted at the airport via car service the night before, the morning almost seems like a dream.
I head downstairs with my adorable pug, Stella, for her morning constitutional. She likes to run the length of the property, but with 300 feet of pristine beach to cover she has her work cut out for her.
Grabbing a coffee at the espresso bar downstairs I wave 'hello' to my friend Julie before heading out into the sunshine. At the poolside doggie station I notice Stella’s personalised towel and water bowl stand ready for our return.
Time to meet my personal trainer in the gym for a session on the Pilates reformer and state-of-the-art Cybex machines. The view of the infinity pool melding into the horizon makes this, the most gruelling part of my day, a pleasure.
Before my arrival, Leroy, the residence's extraordinary concierge, has stocked the fridge with my usual groceries so I have everything needed to whip up a healthy post-workout smoothie. Thoughtfully, he's also left me a note regarding my friend's visit next week confirming that she can be accommodated in one of the sumptuously appointed on-site guest suites while I’m in residence.
Smoothie in hand, I head downstairs to the private boardroom for a quick business meeting. Kitted out with state-of-the-art video-conferencing facilities, working remotely feels so easy.
After swimming lengths in the 108-foot glass mosaic tiled pool, I lean over the infinity-edge watching in awe as the sea’s colours change and understand why they named this property The WaterColours.
I contemplate joining a yoga class that has been organised beside the pool when I spy the property’s paddleboards for residents' use. Tempted by adventure on the high seas, I demur when I see that Leroy has kindly laid out a towel for me on my favourite day bed along with icy bottle of water. I settle in for some major relaxation.
Well rested, I wander inside to the Owners' Conservatory and poke about the fully stocked Chef's Kitchen finding inspiration for my next dinner party. Given the stunning setting and ease of hosting an event, it's easy to get carried away.
Deep in thought I amble past the mahogany wood Owner's Wine Cellar stopping to inhale its crisp scent. Carol, the ever-attentive attendant, notices my lingering and offers to uncork a bottle of my favourite Champagne, one of several chilling in my private wine locker.
Party planned, I’m ready for a blissful massage in the property’s private spa. It's the ultimate indulgence to prepare for the evening's social activities.
Fellow residents gather for an intimate cocktail party in the Owners’ Conservatory. At the bar Carol pours me a perfect Manhattan. Exotic daytime floral arrangements have been replaced with soothingly scented candles and the grand piano plays softly in the background. In the convivial atmosphere we spill out onto the pool deck and marvel at the famous Seven Mile Beach sunset.
Tired from the day's adventures, I'm glad Leroy has organised in-residence dinner service from my favourite neighbouring restaurant Ragazzi.
Heading back to my apartment, I stroll through the property's colonnaded breezeway and admire the exotic Omani marble floor tiles and stacked stonewalls. Under the grand porte-cochère I spy one of two top-of-the-line Audi’s available for residents’ use waiting to whisk my friend off on her date.
Time for a last nightcap on my balcony to enjoy the evening’s sounds – the waves shush gently below while cicadas whirl and stars wink overhead. Today was a perfect day. Where else could one enjoy the amenities of a five-star resort while revelling in the comforts of their own home?
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