Mérida, Mexico

Casa Olivia

Price per night from$574.28

Price information

If you haven’t entered any dates, the rate shown is provided directly by the hotel and represents the cheapest double room (inclusive of taxes and fees) available in the next 60 days.

Prices have been converted from the hotel’s local currency (MXN10,530.00), via openexchangerates.org, using today’s exchange rate.

Style

Barrio’s best-dressed

Setting

Magical Mérida

Casa Olivia rocks its colonial colours with panache, and it’s quite the get-up. An unassuming black door with a rusting gargoyle knocker leads the way inside this Rudyard Kipling fever dream, all monochromatic checkerboard floor tiles, antique loveseats, hand-painted cornicing, decorative wooden armoires and wrought-iron spiral staircases. Guests weary of basking poolside in the blazing Mexican sun sip mezcal margaritas beneath rotating ceiling-fans in the lost-in-time bar (which could just as easily have been installed in 1821 as 2021), as giant potted-palm fronds sway gently in the downdraft. A similarly superb sensory experience awaits on the enchanting streets of Mérida’s old town, directly outside the casa.

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Facilities

Photos Casa Olivia facilities

Need to know

Rooms

Four, of which two are suites.

Check–Out

Noon. Check-in is at 3pm. Both are flexible when availability allows.

More details

Rates include an extensive three-course breakfast including fresh fruit, local dishes, small cakes and desserts and lashings of coffee and fruit juice. It’s served at the breakfast table in the bar area or on the small garden patio.

Also

Unfortunately this hotel isn't best suited to guests with mobility issues.

At the hotel

Small boutique and free WiFi. In rooms: air-conditioning, free bottled water and L’Occitane bathroom amenities.

Our favourite rooms

The twin joys of direct pool access and an actual garden in the bathroom make ground-floor suite Olivia the cream of a very fine crop. Large patio doors (with antique wooden shutters for privacy, natch) lead onto the terrace while, inside the suite, you can gaze up at high ceilings with hand-painted cornicing and a hypnotic spinning fan from your lavish king bed. The bathroom in here is something else: a chandelier hangs over the twin rainfall showers and bath tub and there’s a garden area which has taken that old cliché of ‘bringing the outside inside’ and turned it into a foliage-festooned (sur)reality.

Poolside

An ornate overflowing fountain trickles tranquilly into the narrow terrace pool, which is open 24 hours and flanked by high stucco walls, loungers, day-beds and verdant foliage. Even the public WC out here, complete with antique wooden door, hand-painted walls, boat-sized mirror and a sink apparently hewn from solid rock, seems to have been plucked straight from a movie set.

Packing tips

The Yucatán Peninsula’s intoxicating mix of Spanish colonialism and ancient Mayan culture is manna for photographers and history buffs. Arm yourself with an old-fashioned 35mm film camera for snapping those colourful houses and ancient ruins, and a book on Mayan civilisation to leaf through during those long intervals spent sipping espresso at plaza cafés. And pick up a take-home bottle of mezcal at the hotel's boutique.

Also

Each of the four rooms here – Olivia, Ofelia, Olga and Orietta – is named after a member of the family that owns the casa.

Children

No unicorn-shaped rubber rings or spaghetti-spattered high-chairs here; Casa Olivia is just for the grown-ups.

Food and Drink

Photos Casa Olivia food and drink

Top Table

The internal garden courtyard by the wrought-iron spiral staircase is pole position for a long, languid breakfast.

Dress Code

This casa is made for colonial cosplay, so rock those oatmeal linen suits, colourful floral prints and pristine panama hats for the most authentic selfies in the bar and by the pool.

Hotel restaurant

There’s no restaurant on site, but there are several casual cafés dotted around the plaza, and staff can provide a long list of the best places to dine around the old town.

Hotel bar

The colonial-era style of the bar, with its antique wooden display cabinets, checkerboard tiles and swaying palm fronds, is such that you wouldn’t be at all surprised to spot the ghosts of Somerset Maugham and Graham Greene noisily slurping the mezcal-laced signature margaritas. The bar opens on request and closes at 9pm, with an honesty policy operating thereafter.

Last orders

The bar’s open until 9pm, after which an honesty policy applies for night owls.

Location

Photos Casa Olivia location
Address
Casa Olivia
C. 72 481, entre Calle 57 Barrio de Santiago Centro
Mérida
97000
Mexico

Casa Olivia is housed inside a cute corner building overlooking Plaza Santiago, a leafy market square complete with a crumbling lime-washed chapel in Mérida’s beguiling colonial old town.

Planes

Mérida International Airport is served by daily direct flights from a number of destinations in the Americas, including Miami, Dallas, Houston and Toronto. It’s a fairly straightforward whiz along Highway 261 to reach Casa Olivia, taking between 15 and 25 minutes depending on traffic. Private transfers can be arranged from Mex$1,200.

Automobiles

Mérida’s grid-like layout makes it easy to navigate, with narrow streets and broad plazas that beg to be explored on foot, so it’s unlikely you’ll need a car unless you plan to visit the wider Yucatán Peninsula. Even then, you may find it less stressful to have the city’s seasoned bus and cab drivers navigate the city’s convoluted network of one-way streets for you. If you do opt for your own vehicle, there are several rental desks at the airport and parking is free in the Parque de Santiago in front of Casa Olivia.

Worth getting out of bed for

Centuries-old cathedrals, leafy plazas and colourful colonial buildings in pale peach, powder-puff pink and periwinkle purple are among the many no-filter-needed gems you’ll discover on a stroll through the narrow lanes of Mérida’s magical old town. Right outside the casa’s front door, Plaza de Santiago is as good a place to start as any. Grab a table at one of the cafés that line the perimeter and people-watch over a brick-sized slab of homemade tres leches cake.

From one unmissable Mexican confection to another, Mérida Cathedral’s intoxicating blend of Moorish towers and Renaissance interiors should be your first port of call on Plaza Grande. Built using stone from local Mayan ruins, this 16th-century stalwart is only the oldest mainland cathedral in the Americas. Afterwards, grab a gelato and plan the rest of your day in the shade of the plaza’s huge laurel trees. Frankly, you could just spend it here, where a Sunday craft market, nightly live music and ancient Maya ball-game tournaments on Fridays mean there’s rarely a dull moment. Other must-sees around the plaza include local artist Fernando Castro Pacheco’s hallucinatory series of Spanish Conquest abstracts inside the grandiose Governor's Palace and the ever-rotating collection of paintings and sculptures at the free MACAY contemporary art museum, housed, of course, inside a former colonial palace.

If you’re in the mercado for something a little more immersive, join a foodie tour of Santa Ana or San Benito market for a real flavour of the region. We’re talking a kaleidoscopic cornucopia of colourful and exotic produce like hot habaneros, refreshing cactus juice and sweet guaya fruit sprinkled with chilli powder. And don’t dare leave without feasting on Yucatán specialities like cochinita pibil (zingy pulled pork) and papadzules, the habanero-spiced Mayan forerunner to modern enchiladas. You can thank us later.

Work it all off with a sightseeing cycle around the old town. On Sundays, the streets close to motorised traffic, making it an ideal time to cruise up and down tree-lined Paseo de Montejo on two wheels, pausing to admire the monuments, mansions and contemporary sculptures that flank this beautiful broad (and usually traffic-heavy) avenue.

Finally, it would be remiss to visit the Yucatán for more than a couple of days without donning your Indiana Jones hat (and whip, if you’re into that kind of thing) and venturing to some of the region’s exceptionally well-preserved Mayan archeological sites. Chichén Itzá, around two hours out of town, is the big kahuna locally, but those in the know follow the path of the gods to Uxmal. Not only is it closer, it’s generally less crowded too, and its ornate stone carvings, towering pyramids and other ceremonial buildings deliver just as much wow factor.

Local restaurants

Dining in the Yucatán can hit like a near-religious experience, the Peninsula’s regional cuisine a unique blend of Mexican, Carib and Mayan influences, all warm spices, zesty citrus flavours and slow-cooked stews. Mérida favourite Apoala’s location in the arcades that flank pretty Parque Santa Lucia is just one of many feathers in its cap. Oaxaca meets the Yucatán on the menu, where octopus and scallop aquachile (a bit like ceviche), lamb tacos and tlayudas (giant tortillas stuffed with meat, black beans and Oaxaca cheese) are all but guaranteed to have you confirming that second booking before you’ve reached dessert. This is also where you can sip some of the finest cocktails in town; try the margarita with avocado and passionfruit or a mezcal sour for the win. There’s further food of the (Mayan) gods to be found at Holoch, where the yellowfin tuna tostadas, pork-belly empanadas and pibil-style corn are like a religious experience. Pick out the restaurant's cornflower-blue façade between lemon-yellow and dusky-pink neighbours and step inside, where checkerboard tiles and dark wooden tables set the scene for an evening of street food and cervezas. Can’t make up your mind? Mercado 60 has you covered. Grab a bench in this self-styled culinary and cultural market and mix and match your meal from a dozen or so food stalls and bars. Tacos, tostadas, quesadillas, margaritas…you’ll find flavours from around Mexico and beyond here, with live music nightly to keep the cocktails flowing.

Local cafés

You’re never more than a coffee bean’s throw from an espresso bar in caffeine-obsessed Mexico, and Mérida is no exception. There are any number to choose from on and around Casa Olivia’s location on Plaza de Santiago and even the bleariest of early risers can likely manage the two-minute walk to nearby Placer y Delirio for their morning fix. Mosey over to SOCO Merida for something a little more substantial. Here, blues and jazz music soundtracks lazy brunches of sourdough salmon bagels, tlayuda (crispy tortilla topped with eggs, vegetables, refried beans, and salsa), and avocado toast. Wash down with a specialty coffee or refreshing cold brew. Head back via Parque Santa Lucia and pick up dessert at Pola Gelato, where the unusual menu of flavours includes blue cheese with apple, olive oil with dates, and a mango sorbet spiked with hot chilli.

Local bars

Entering Salón Gallos’s crumbling interior through a pair of rusting red gates, you could be forgiven for wondering if you’ve come to the right place. You’ll quickly warm to the industrial look though, all exposed timbers, bare floors and cracked plaster. Drinks in the Wine Bar are presented in beat-up hospital-green cabinets – there’s a good selection of Mexican and international wines alongside cervezas, cocktails and tequilas galore. There’s also a restaurant, a gallery space and a small cinema showing offbeat classics and arthouse indie flicks. Beer aficionados rejoice: there are also a couple of decent taprooms within stumbling distance of Casa Olivia. Start at Hop 3 the Beer Experience, a dinky microbrewery and beer garden west of Paseo de Montejo and work your way back down to the unassuming Cuerno de Toro taproom, tucked away behind jade-green wooden doors on the corner of calle 55 and calle 64 a few blocks west of Parque Santa Lucia.

Reviews

Photos Casa Olivia reviews
Suzanne Bearne

Anonymous review

By Suzanne Bearne, Touring scribe

As I push open the unassuming heavy black wooden doors of Casa Olivia, I am greeted by not one, but four wide smiles. There’s Paty, the beaming hotel manager who exudes so much warmth that we find ourselves hugging, and her trio of staff: Erika, Vivi and Gaby, all glowing in their huipiles (traditional white dresses with colourful embroidery). Straightaway, I am encouraged to relieve myself of the 80-litre backpack clinging to me (perhaps not the usual luggage seen on Casa Olivia guests, but I'm on a six-month Latin American adventure, which the suitcase is not so suit-able for, if you'll pardon the pun), handed a glass of spinach-like chaya juice to quench my thirst, and a towel to soak up the glowing beads forming on my skin (it’s winter in Mérida, but in England this would almost be considered a heatwave). 

And breathe… Paty shows me around the hotel and shares the story of how visionary owner Ivette Beltrán transformed the 19th-century townhouse into a luxury four-bedroom hotel, combining vintage finds alongside commissions from Mexican artists; as I take in the grand decor of dark wooden furnishings against checkerboard floor tiles, tied white curtains separating the dining area and courtyard, and huge wooden fans keeping the place breezy. You can tell everything here has been handpicked with love and precision. A black spiral staircase leads us to Olga, my room. with a wide and high bed that almost needs a leg up to reach and a separate room with a hammock and a yoga mat, exercise ball and weights (much appreciated given all the Mexican food I've been indulging in).  

Inevitably, given my love of swimming (and the heat), I head to the sumptuous pool by the terrace — made all the more grand by the presence of a water fountain continually flowing into it and two cream day-beds — for a few laps. Afterwards, the biggest delight awaits me: I have booked a deep-tissue massage to relieve my back and shoulders after only a week of backpacking, and not one, but two masseurs turn up. And not only have they brought their strong hands and arms to undo all my knots, but they come armed with hot stones, an electrical pulsing device and I can’t even see what the third instrument is but I sense it could be something out of a toolkit. I don’t complain. In fact, it’s incredible. Usually, I’m left feeling slightly unsatisfied after a massage, as they never really hit the spot, but I can confidently say it is the best massage I’ve ever had. Afterwards, the chap informs me that he is a chiropractor, and he’d like to perform some manipulation moves on me and pop a bandage on my arm as he can see it is inflamed (hello, RSI). Yes, please, I almost scream. I rave about the massage enough that the American couple I meet at breakfast the following day book it with gusto.

As much as I’d like to have a post-massage snooze, it’s my birthday and I’m off to Holoch, a darkly lit restaurant with hanging lampshades, where I am accompanied by Stella, a Chinese former journalist with residency in China, Spain and Mexico; she bought a home in Mérida about six years ago. We met on a Facebook group for female travellers in Mexico and here we are, sharing esquites (small pots of maize snacks), grilled cauliflower and mezcal cocktails with honey and citrus. Afterwards Stella takes me to one of her favourite spots, Mercado 60, where food, drinks and live music are flowing as much as the rhythmic people taking over the dance floor. After another mezcal, I wonder if I too should try and live in Mérida…

The next day after a swim, weights session and hearty breakfast of avocado on toast, I venture out to see the city in daylight. With buildings painted an ice-cream palette of colours and plazas rich with colonial architecture, Mérida is ridiculously attractive. Realising I’d like to dig deeper into the city, I join a walking tour, where I discover the Catedral de San Ildefonso sits above Mayan ruins and learn about the feminist movement in the city. I stroll down Paseo de Montejo, the most famous thoroughfare, which has a fun atmosphere on a Sunday, when the European-style street closes to cars till 1pm. Cue a flow of cyclists, pedestrians and even people on tricycles.  

Afterwards, I stop by cute restaurant Ramiro Cocina for smoked plantain and aubergine tacos in its outdoor courtyard, and then spend the rest of the day horizontal by the pool, reading my book. For dinner, I join a couple of German friends I’d met waiting for a bus in another city at homely spot El Apapacho.

I'm given a late check-out, and so the next day, wanting to find out more about the Yucatán’s food scene, I visit Los Dos, a popular cooking school led by chef Mario Canul, where we take a trip to the Lucas de Gálvez market to buy ingredients before making dishes such as sikil pak, a dip made from ground pumpkin seeds, tomato purée, chillis and onion, and enchiladas filled with black beans and cooked wrapped in banana leaves. 

With a stuffed stomach and fond memories, it’s time for me to pick up that beast of a bag and bid farewell to the unforgettable Casa Olivia and Paty and her team… and not forgetting Olivia herself, the miniature Italian black greyhound whom the hotel is named after. Adios! 

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