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An ink-black ryokan in the sky above Otemachi.

Aman's younger sibling debuted here, and the giant spa did the talking.

A hillside machiya beside Ninenzaka with the city at its feet.

A ryokan you arrive at by private boat up the river.

150 years of authors and ambassadors, with the Chao Phraya at breakfast.

Crowned the world's best almost the moment it opened.

The first Aman. The reason the word "Amanjunkie" exists.

The Long Bar invented the Singapore Sling; the suites invented the legend.

The boat on three towers, and the world's most photographed infinity pool.

The grande dame of the Far East, green Rolls-Royces included.

The harbourfront heavyweight that reset the city's luxury bar.

André Fu's quiet tower above Pacific Place; small, serene, endlessly rebooked.

The 1903 icon that gave India its most famous harbor view.

A lakeside palace that out-palaces the actual palaces.

Barefoot luxury was invented on this island.

The points grail with the whale-shaped overwater spa.

Home of the Muraka, the suite that sleeps under the sea.

Three private islands and one of the most hunted award redemptions alive.

The overwater bungalow fantasy, points edition.

Hilton's South Pacific flagship and its most fought-over free night.

Opera House views from the pillow.

A row of tents facing the rock, and nothing else for hundreds of miles.

A surf break with a resort attached, repeatedly voted the world's best.

Art deco perfection; royalty's home away from palace.

Mayfair's quietest luxury and its most famous martini trolley.

Hemingway drank here, Chanel lived here, the word "ritzy" started here.

A palace with a rooftop pool and a resident cat named Fa-raon.

Flowers by the ton and three Michelin-starred restaurants under one roof.

The points door into palace-district Paris.

The Riviera legend where Fitzgerald set the party.

A five-minute boat ride from San Marco and a world away.

A doge's palazzo on the Grand Canal, still acting like one.

The red-and-white postcard of the Amalfi Coast.

An 18th-century villa that walked straight into first place on the world's-best list.

Where winter high society has wintered since 1896.

Concrete, canyon, silence: the American desert's most photographed pool.

Treehouses on a cliff over the Pacific; no TVs, no regrets.

The all-inclusive Globalist grail in the redwoods.

The pink palace on Sunset; Hollywood's living room since 1912.

The Crown Building turned into Manhattan's most whispered-about address.

The hotel inside One57, and Hyatt's American flagship.

Rooms with no fourth wall, just the Pitons.

South America's grande dame, presiding over the beach since 1923.

Breakfast with giraffes leaning through the window.

Churchill called it the loveliest spot in the whole world.

A medina of private riads built by a king to out-host everyone.

Private pools, wandering oryx, and the Marriott redemption of legend.

The sail-shaped "seven-star" that made Dubai's skyline.

The billion-dollar opening Beyoncé sang for.

Said to be the best hotel in Tokyo