Luxe Beat Magazine JANUARY 2015 | Page 89

Wellness Back at the lodge, Chef Jacques discusses lunch at breakfast, where one must avail of super smoothies like strawberry-coconut-banana. Chef lately abandoned Singita for olori, and when you have staff voluntarily leaving Singita, you know Molori’s doing something special. At Molori, suppers include four-course bush-dinners in the jungle or briers in the lodge’s boma (an al-freso enclosure), where Chef Jacques sprawls South African specialities and “boma fide” frikaans malva pudding, macerated in Amarula liqueur and Roibos tea. But why dine out when you can dine in Metsi’s arms? Ah Metsi, alright, she isn’t quite a Bond Girl, or even a girl. But this preposterously lavish presidential suite has all the seductions of a Bond Girl. Think crystal chandeliers swooping down from a thatch roof or hanging from trees. “Metsi” means “water” in Setswana, and the outdoors ows into the indoors where trees thrust out behind sofas. There’s also a uidity of styles, as anti ues irt with avant-garde, and a stupendous Chinese drum is stationed by indigenous African art. Stately arm-chairs Marie Antoinette might’ve sat in laze by contemporary-cool, red-as-passion chairs made of reed and cane. The study has a chair in zebra hide, the deck is sleek with white-leathered swings and suave chaise-lounge. The bedroom boasts the most sumptuous bed in all South Africa, whilst three bathrooms stock enough Aqua di arma toiletries to fill a bouti ue. The main bathroom is a “living room”, with a velvet sofa longer than a 89 train, and not a walk-in but a “sit-in” wardrobe with a splendid ottoman... The pool, the size of a lake, has a heated jacuzzi and a resident frog or two. t breakfast on the terrific terraces, you might be combating yellow-beaked hornbills that purloin your cookies as plumed plethora bedazzle. The lodge has a hillocked spa, but enjoy signature Molori facials and Molori massages within the luxuries of your butlered suite. There’s a sense of irreverence, abandon and irony about this place. It’s outrageously over the top, but pulled off with panache.