R olling over a fairytale bridge in a Rolls Royce above a sweeping lake surrounded by towering lime trees, tiered fountains, and immaculately manicured gardens, you’ll arrive at the Fairmont Windsor Park as you’re greeted by grinning doormen dressed in their finery. Glide under an archway nestled between Victorian globe lanterns and English Yew as you tiptoe across diamond floors into its sweeping lobby, passing little boutiques from Mr Sims to Floris London and Hublot . Before spilling into a towering three-story atrium with a grand planter centerpiece filled with pink lilies and marguerite daisies–surrounded by high-back lavender booths, giant Rolex watches (showing the global time zones), and a black marble fireplace guarded by crocodile leather banquettes, all under a glass-domed roof.
Pass by floor-to-ceiling mottled mirrors as you swan into the Lobby Lounge with grand pillars, black iron horses, peach wingback love seats, cream cross-stitched sofas, and a Venetian medusa-like Murano chandelier. Outside, you’ll find a Parisian rooftop-style courtyard wrapped in red brick with towering palm trees and glass bubble dining pods where you can snuggle up and sip a glass of Argentinian Malbec . Whiz down a peacock-emblemed elevator wrapped in royal blue leather walls as you reach the Fairmont Spa –set across 27,000 square feet with its own Himalayan salt room, cryotherapy chamber (where you can experience sub-zero temperatures), Japanese Ashiyu foot ritual bath, and m.