Monte-Carlo Beach is the Monaco hotel for people who do not actually want to be in Monaco. It sits at the far end of Avenue Princesse Grace, technically just over the border in Roquebrune-Cap-Martin, a low terracotta 1929 building on its own headland with an Olympic-length sea-water pool, a private beach and the Monte-Carlo Beach Club at its feet. India Mahdavi's 2009 redesign gave the 40 rooms a soft, sun-faded Riviera look that still holds up.
The recurring praise is for the pace: quiet mornings, long lunches at Elsa, the organic restaurant with a Michelin star and a green star, and afternoons that never require a taxi. Almost every room faces the sea, which is rare in Monaco. It is seasonal, roughly March to October, and that is part of the appeal: it feels like a summer house, not a hotel with a summer programme.
It suits couples and honeymooners, and anyone whose Monaco ambitions extend to one evening at the casino and no more. The hotel shuttle and a ten-minute drive cover that. If you want to walk out into Monte-Carlo each night, you are in the wrong place.