Cheval Blanc Courchevel vs Cheval Blanc Randheli

This is the hotel people go back to every year on purpose, not out of habit. Guests who've done the full circuit of Cheval Blanc properties around the world single out Courchevel as the favorite, and the reason is specific: it's not just a beautiful building on a slope, it's a building that runs like a machine built entirely around getting you out the door and back in again. Ski boots come off at the entrance and slippers go on before you've said a word. The ski room team clocks you coming down the mountain and has your gear ready before you've caught your breath.

The food is where the picture splits. Le 1947, Yannick Alléno's three-star, is treated as close to essential by people who plan whole trips around it, meat-forward and technically serious. But the hotel's grill drew a sharp complaint about a €95 filet arriving with nothing on the plate and a €20 side that tasted like fast food, with the same guest pointing across town at a restaurant doing more for half the price. Nobody disputes the staff, even there: the same review that hated the value called the service across the board kind and professional. The spa, a Guerlain, gets treatment rooms with a slope view and a team that finds room for you even when the book is full.

Book it for the ski-in, ski-out setup and the level of care that has people rebooking a year out, sometimes literally waiting a year for a room. Go in expecting Courchevel pricing throughout, including a grill that doesn't always earn its menu, and eat at Le 1947 at least once while you're there.

A week here runs somewhere around $4,000 a night once you're in the top villas, and what you get for it is genuinely hard to find elsewhere in the Maldives: identical, enormous villa layouts whether you're on the water or on the island, a 45-foot pool that heats up in the sun, and a lagoon in front of the Lagoon Villas that people who've done a dozen Maldives trips still describe as unlike any water they've seen. The Jean-Michel Gathy design carries the whole property, from the restaurants to the spa, which sits on its own island reached by a short boat ride and includes a pool big enough that you'll likely have it to yourself with a waiter bringing drinks.

The butlers can make or break the week, and that's the real trade-off worth knowing before you book. One couple's stay turned on Mr. G tracking down dolphins and surprising them with snacks and treats; another couple's most-referenced complaint was a butler who felt reactive rather than anticipatory, plus a few requests (reserved goggles, an itinerary update) that never made it through from the pre-trip planning team. A run of hygiene complaints followed a general manager change too: hair in food, a live worm in a salad, reckless buggy driving, reported by more than one long-time guest who called the resort their second home before that stretch. It hasn't shown up everywhere, but it's real, and it tracks with the management turnover other guests flagged around the same period. The house reef is also weak, so don't come expecting to snorkel straight off your villa; the better marine life is a short boat ride away.

Book it for the villas and the spa island, and go in expecting the food to be the strongest and most consistent part of your week, especially breakfast and the pastry counter — a few guests found the sushi at Diptyque didn't match the rest of the menu, which is worth knowing rather than worth avoiding the resort over. Couples and families both seem to do well here; the kids' club gets specific praise, and the villas are private enough that other guests barely register. For the room alone, and for a lagoon that keeps coming up as the thing nobody expected, this is worth the seaplane transfer.