September 14, 2026 |
After a week in Ibiza with a group of friends, plenty of trips to the super clubs, and what seemed to be endless jugs of sangria, there was no better place to end the summer and our trip than at The Standard in the Old Town.
As soon as you step through the glass doors on the corner of Carrer de Ramon, a stone’s throw from the Marina port of Ibiza, you are immersed straight into a disco urban universe. On arrival, my partner and I were greeted with a beer from Alhambra and a glass of chilled local white wine. Behind the check-in desk, our eyes glanced over to the merchandise the hotel has to offer. From a special-edition giant More Joy by Christopher Kane tote bag etched with “More Ibiza” in a bright sunny yellow, to a rainbow of Hunza G bikinis hanging on rails in front of pasta shapes and pool inflatables – the possibilities of shopping seemed endless here. We made our way to our Deluxe room, which was coated in panels of light walnut wood and cool stone floor tiles with a subtle shine. The room itself was neat and precise, clean and minimal without feeling empty – furniture and textiles blended into the walls in a neutral colourway. The warmth of the wood contrasted with the white bathroom, almost making you feel like you’re in a villa in the north of the island.
Inside the bathroom itself was a long cream stone sink, with two Crittall doors separating the shower and toilet. Amenities curated by Davines in sleek chrome bottles gave the space a fragrant scent of jasmine with each pump.
The famous upside-down logo is subtly sewn and stamped among the amenities around the room, from the white seersucker slippers and dressing gowns to the earplugs and glass bottles of water placed on each bedside table. The bed itself was dressed in crisp white bedding that looked soft at a glance. Light brown marble tables sat on either side, with warm light glistening on top.
On the sixth floor, we found the rooftop pool, bar and restaurant, Up. We spent our days lounging on the dusty red pillowed beds, overlooking the Catholic Church, Dalt Vila and the Ibizan shops on the horizon. The plant pots, holding a variety of cacti and palms, echoed the view’s mixed hues of deep terracotta, mustard, white-washed and dusty rose, blending seamlessly with the surrounding buildings and scenery.
At Up, you’ll find a variety of sushi on the menu, paired with fruity cocktails with a Japanese fusion twist. By 6pm it’s almost impossible to get a table, and by 8pm, as the September sun sets, the soundtrack shifts to the house music the island is known for, with some soulful and jazzy tracks mixed in. Within Jara, the Mediterranean restaurant on the ground floor of the hotel, a marble bar sits at the centre, with neon pink hues lighting the indented ovals in the ceiling. The restaurant is fun and lively, with nearly every table filled for dinner. With palm-leaf cushioned seating and a minimal house playlist, we feasted on the Chuleton Madurado, a 95 kg dry-aged rib-eye steak served alongside fries and piquillo peppers, paired with a bottle of Marchesi Antinori Tignanello red wine.
Ibiza may be the Eurosummer party island, but once you’ve checked into The Standard, you’ll find yourself not only gravitating to the king-sized, cloud-like bed but also enjoying the buzz that the island offers, with a restful stay to match.
Photography courtesy of The Standard.
