A nondescript marker sits just off the highway, easily
missed if not for the GPS chirping, “next left turn”. Turn left here?
Post-apocalyptic monochromatic mesa stretches across the horizon. A short, remarkably smooth paved road
ends abruptly at a gate and another nondescript, but elegant marker: Amangiri. The next mile of private drive funnels one through an
otherworldly scene of stratified and statuesque pillars and bluffs punctuate
with desert shrubs, flowers and the occasional tumbleweed.
I step out of the car and feel like I’ve stepped onto the
set of a James Bond movie. Like an
austere modernist sculpture, the Pavilion rises out of the escarpment. On one side oversize picture windows
frame the desert, on the other, glass doors open on an extraordinary pool built
around a 160 million year old stone outcropping. The room overlooks the undulating mesa, and comes with its
own plunge pool and sky terrace.
At night, the intense isolation (there are only 34 accommodations to
this 600 acre resort on the edge of a national park) is broken by the infinite
stars and galaxies – like sleeping in a planetarium.
Amangiri is surrounded by the so called Grand Circle of
national parks, Zion, Bryce, and the Grand Canyon. With the resort's dramatic surrounds, however, you might
never find reason to venture off the grounds.
Paula
Paula