Costa del Sol

First, you see Africa . . . floating like a mirage across the strait.

A reminder that some views haven’t changed since the Moors ruled these hills.

Then the sweep of coastline unfolds before you – the precise spot where three worlds collide: Europe, Africa, and that endless blue that turned emperors into poets.

Nueva Andalucia’s hills have always known luxury. Moorish princes once gazed from these heights toward Gibraltar’s sleeping lion. Today, this contemporary aerie continues their legacy of elevated living, though ancient arabesques have given way to sun-washed terraces and panoramic windows that frame the coast like a living canvas.

Dawn here is pure theater. The African coast emerges from morning mist, while Puerto Banús’s yacht masts catch first light far below. By the time your café con leche steams on the terrace, the Mediterranean has transformed into a field of diamonds.

The morning air carries whispers of wild thyme and pine from the hills. Red-tailed hawks circle lazily overhead, while far below, the coast shimmers like a promise.

Three floors of contemporary luxury cascade down the hillside, where jasmine and bougainvillea perfume the terraces. Stone steps, warmed by centuries of sun, lead you through gardens that blend Spanish grandeur with Moorish grace.

The infinity pool merges with horizon, while the outdoor kitchen and Jacuzzi transform simple pleasures into celebrations.

Inside, seven bedrooms offer private retreats, each with views that would make a Moroccan king trade his palace.

A cinema room for starlit screenings. An outdoor gym where your morning workout comes with panoramic views. Spaces that flow from inside to out, where glass walls disappear to let the mountain air whisper through.

Here, time moves like Spanish wine, measured in golden afternoons by the pool, long dinners under the stars, and the slow dance of light across the Gibraltar Strait.