Casa Lucia

The atrium lounge isn’t just a lobby—by night it becomes a moody glasshouse with velvet armchairs, candlelit corners, and just enough jazz to convince you to stay in

Stepping into Casa Lucía feels like drifting into an era that only ever existed in cinema. From the marble checkerboard floors and bronze chandeliers to the crisp linened beds and smooth jazz whispering from Club Bacan, the hotel seduces at every turn. The service is sharp—your bags are in your suite before you've finished admiring the in-room artwork. Spa time? Yes, please. The scent of eucalyptus oils wraps around you before your treatment even starts. Cantina dishes up Argentina’s heartland on hand-painted plates, while the rooftop bar brings Buenos Aires’ beat to your glass. By the time you check out, you're either plotting your return or secretly Googling flats on Calle Arroyo