Tucker's Point in Bermuda has a quietly seductive aura of elegance and sophistication. Since it is what you would expect from a Rosewood resort like others of its caliber, it does not pretend to appeal to the tourist masses. But then, neither does Bermuda. The island conjures up all those images of former British Colonialism, impeccable pastel cottages, and those elegant gentlemen dressed for business in Hamilton in their uniquely Bermudian shorts, jackets and ties. This sartorial splendor helps them do all those offshore banking transactions in style.
The island is not pretentious, just rich in culture and finances. Tucker's Point is equal to the task of accommodating, entertaining even Queen Elizabeth and her entourage, providing an impeccable golf course that rolls its greens to the azure sea, and just providing an amazing indulgence of spirit.
We were greeted by Ray, the doorman clad in a pink pith helmet with matching pink tie. Bermuda shorts, of course. The staff is genuinely gracious and responsive. The accommodations are quite spectacular, with views from the balcony that astound.
Our table at The Point was adjacent to the one where Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip dined when they visited Bermuda last year. We shared the same tea pot. That was enough for me.
It was a memorable escape from city life. I am sure the Queen felt the same.
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