Borgo Santo Pietro

Questo è l'hotel più impressionante in cui abbia mai soggiornato. Ha un giardino perfetto, un ristorante Michelin all'interno e le camere sono sorprendentemente grandi. Tutto è molto buono!

Il servizio dell'hotel è molto buono e l'ambiente è bellissimo, la qualità del servizio è direttamente proporzionale al prezzo

The English language contains many words for superlatives, but not enough to describe Borgo Santo Pietro. I’ve visited many five-star hotels and resorts but nothing like this magical place. I booked for only one night. Next visit will be for three nights minimum!!!! This stunning place is an experience. The beautiful grounds with flowers and vegetable gardens and secrete hideaways, the gorgeous bouquet of flowers in the room and everywhere ( from their own garden) the aesthetic experience of the public places, the incredible dinning with Michelin green star tasting menu by chef Ariel Hagen using products from the Borgo Santo Pietro’s own gardens. One can sense that no detail to delight the senses has been skipped. No expense spared in making it a flawless, elegant, pampering experience for the guests. We did a sound bath with ******* bowls and various chime sounds which was an incredible experience. We did massage in their fabulous spa. I had a delightful chat with their artist in residence. You can visit her studio and even take an art lesson. The room was beautiful, The bed was super comfortable with cotton sheets and great pillows and blanket that made you want to stay in bed, but hey, we had booked a massage. ( I looked at the name of the company and will order bedsheets from them.) The staff is warm, attentive and welcoming. Three of them waited for us as we drove from the gate along the cypress lined road to the main building. Sienna is not far away, but who wants to leave the property when you’re in a place like this? Not me. To sum it up, if you have a bucket list, be sure to add this place to it. Prepare to be dazzled.

How could one explain this hotel... it's a fairy tale-like setting! Rafaela, the cooking instructor and Noosheen really made our stay extra magical. The cooking class is a must and so is the flower workshop. Quite the definition of slow living and reconnecting in the middle of nowhere of beautiful Tuscany.

Ah, dearest readers, gather 'round and let me regale you with the delightful escapades of three fast friends who found themselves nestled within the enchanting embrace of Borgo Santo Pietro in the sun-drenched July of 2024. They took refuge in the whimsically styled chambers of San Galgano and Sir Vincent, each a testament to individual charm and allure. Picture, if you will, the hotel itself—a veritable feast for the eyes, as though conjured from the pages of *Bridgerton*. Flowers cascade like whispers upon every surface, fountains flirt openly, and candlelight dances in the shadows. Every corner a lover’s embrace, each inviting soul to indulge in sweet reverie. Behold the noble tree that graces the splendid pool, seemingly shedding its ethereal blossoms into the shimmering waters, as if it too partakes in the enchanting fantasy. The maple’s delicate blooms resemble orchids, floating with a grace that would make the most seasoned debutante swoon. The infinity pool, akin to a secret lake, plunges to a tantalizing depth of 2.4 meters—truly a siren's call for a refreshing dip! And let us not overlook the staff, whose affable charm and impeccable service ensure that every guest is cocooned in comfort and delight. We must raise our teacups to the ever-gracious Alba and Greta, who tended to our every need during breakfast and dinner at the delectable Trattoria. Ah, the morning fare! A veritable triumph for the taste buds, lavishly displayed in a quaint old open kitchen, while the meals at Trattoria Sull’Albero were nothing short of divine. Set against the backdrop of an ancient tree, the view was a feast for the eyes as well. Our expectations, dear friends, were not only met but splendidly surpassed, leaving us wrapped in a cocoon of sheer contentment Yours Truly Lady Whistledown