Strolling through the centre of Ciutadella which captivates us, we pass Tres Sants without even realising. The way this hotel blends into its environment with absolute mimicry. And at the same time chameleonic, as one only has to cross the threshold to enter a dream world, the walls covered in multicoloured frescoes or made of “marés”, a stone from local quarries omnipresent in the island. On the ground floor a cosy reading room and a prim tea room with a fire place and old vaulted ceilings. On a lower level the dining room, giving on to a beautiful “patio” with a Washington palm tree, is the space for breakfasts which stretch in time. The coffee that accompanies the “ensaimada” (typical Balearic bun) asks to read the newspaper or a book, in no hurry. In the vaulted basement, a chromo therapy swimming pool like a medieval reservoir, and a space for sauna and massages is the favourite place to end the day. On the first and second floors, the bedrooms each different and unexpected, are an exercise of imagination and they are part of this dream topped off by the roof terrace, with privileged views of the Cathedral and the old town. The moment has come to listen to the church bells, the flapping of wings of the flocks of pigeons, or the discreet horn of the ferry reaching the port.