It is not difficult to fall in love with the Aman Resorts, as evidenced in how the returning customers like to call themselves: the ‘Aman Junkies’. It’s a testament to the genuine following the Aman Resorts brand inspire. Having been spellbound first by Amansara and now by Amanruya we count ourselves among the ‘Junkies’ too.
As we exited the airport terminal in Bodrum, a young man passed us, hurrying inside. We immediately recognized the trademark Aman style in his unmarked, impeccable uniform.
The Aman experience
With a very alarmed look on his face he disappeared inside before we managed to wave him. “He thinks he is late”, we smiled to ourselves.
He wasn’t late, but that one expression captured something that sets Aman Resorts apart: the deep personal commitment of its staff to making the Aman experience just perfect.
Munching on almonds we drove, reaching an access road after some 20 minutes. As the road weaved its way through a hillside forest, we eagerly awaited the first glimpses of Amanruya, in its graceful setting.
The resort descends via series of terraces down to the sea, with well-spaced villas organically scattered throughout the property. They are linked by meandering pathways and paved roads, often steep and just wide enough for an electric buggy to pass.
The architecture reinterprets the Aegean-Anatolian design vernacular and Ottoman heritage.
This is evident in the resort’s layout, which resembles a hamlet of local farm houses, as well as in the tall windows and porticos, reflecting the grand houses on the Bosphorus (the Yali).
Fragments of antique stone blocks used as quoins add a flavour of the local Bodrum heritage.
Design luxury and… the Ninjas (clearly)
The natural and the timeless in its simple design palette, the beautiful clean lines of the Amanruya’s contemporary style, the trademark serene pavilions, the infinity pools and zen courtyards and the intimate ambience—all this provides a sense of space and luxury.
But it’s only one part of the Aman experience. The other part is the inconspicuous service, including what we call “the ninja housekeeping”—because you just never ever see them.
They know exactly when the guests are out and don’t waste a minute to make sure the villa is immaculate, with no detail overlooked.
Our Turkish favourites
But we usually gave them plenty of time anyway, lounging with drinks on the huge mats in the bar by the sea or lazily extending the (fantastic) breakfasts almost until midday, by the main pool.
Amanruya doesn’t really have a one-building restaurant as such—it’s just a collection of terraces, halls and rooms arranged around the infinity pool.
By the way, our Turkish breakfast faves at Amanruya were: Menemen, which is a soft scrambled eggs with tomato, sweet pepper and onion; Çılbır, or soft poached eggs with warmed yogurt, smoky paprica, chili oil, garlic and olive crostini; and Gözleme, a savory hand rolled pastry, Turkish ricotta cheese or potato.
Time spent at Amanruya seem to encapsulate the old maxim about the simple things in life.
We savoured every moment: from a candlelight dinner or a buggy ride with a chatty concierge employee, to a cool swim in the sea or hours spent browsing the impressive collection of books and albums in the library.
And when at the library, what can top the discovery of a jar of homemade fruity drink, prepared for the library guests? Such is the magic of Amanruya: epitomized in the smallest detail.