An earthier take on upscale Tulum beach hotels, Nest Tulum makes a nature-first style statement underlined with eco principles. It has 12 artfully appointed rooms and a private villa, all with shared use of the hotel’s own stretch of beach, peppered with cabanas and palms, and freshened with tropical breezes and Caribbean sea spray. The ‘nest’ theme is carried throughout, from the root-woven light fittings to the cabana thatch, which, together with Mexican antiques and custom-made pieces from local woodworkers, results in an aesthetic that lands just the right side of rustic. The swim-friendly waters off Tulum Beach are just a few steps away from your lounger, and you can day trip out to swim with turtles in a cenote, cycle through jungle landscapes, or discover ancient ruins, before returning to your nest to enjoy hospitality that’s both respectful and restorative.
12 rooms, including two suites, and one private five-bedroom villa.
11am, but flexible, subject to availability and to be arranged in advance. Earliest check-in, 3pm.
Double rooms from £302.70 ($376), including tax at 21 per cent. Please note the hotel charges an additional local city tax of $12.50 per room per night prior to arrival.
Rates at Nest Tulum usually include a continental breakfast with coffee, juice, fruit and a main dish of your choice.
At the hotel
Free use of hotel bikes (subject to availability), shaded lounges and cabanas, hammocks, beachfront terrace, free WiFi. In rooms: 24-hour air-conditioning, free bottled water, vegan and eco-friendly LoredAna toiletries.
Our favourite rooms
Driftwood and thatch feature heavily (yet tastefully), and although the water has its obvious charms, the jungle-set Tuluk rooms were designed and built with traditional Mayan methods of using hand-laid stone, Chukum walls and local natural woods. It’s the real deal.
Arrive with a case stuffed with your best swim and sun-lounging wear, plus some casual glam for cocktail hour. Also pack lightweight hiking gear if you’re planning to explore the jungle. Hairdryers, beach bags, beach towels and reef-friendly sunscreen are provided.
The rooftop terrace is available to book for massages or romantic dinners à deux. Spa treatments, holistic ceremonies and sound healing sessions are available to book upon request.
Over-10s are welcome.
Sustainability is at the core of the Nest Tulum ethos. Everything you see is designed to draw a connection between the hotel and its place in nature. Composting and recycling is part of the daily rhythm of life here, and toiletries, insect-repellent and sunscreen are locally sourced and eco-friendly. There’s a water recycling system on site, which can also convert saltwater into drinking water. Single-use plastics are banned on the premises and solar panels provide all the power for the hotel’s private villa. During your stay you’ll be invited to sign the Tulum Pledge, an agreement to preserve and protect Tulum for future visitors. The hotel also partners with local company Primitive Xpeditions to offer eco-friendly, plastic-free tours for guests.
With beach views during the day and a canopy of stars in the evenings, you’re in good company wherever you sit.
Nest is all about refined simplicity and nowhere is this more apparent than in the elegant dishes. Beachfront Living Room Restaurant and Bar serves colourful salads, quesadillas and tacos with unique Mexican spirits, wines, and custom cocktails. Nests’ sister property, Nü is located on the jungle side and offers modern Caribbean cuisine with a focus on sustainability and local ingredients. Enjoy fresh catch fish with creamed yuca and Vasva sauce, lemongrass rock cornish, and unique custom drinks, as rays of hazy light spill in through the foliage. For a more casual dining experience, the hotel’s bar and lounge have you covered. Sample a panoply of fresh local flavours while enjoying the sound of laid-back jungle beats.
Located on the hotel’s dazzlingly white private beach, the Living Room bar and restaurant is a cozy idyll shrouded in jungle greens. Choose from an impressive selection of wines, craft beer and cocktails, including mango margaritas and mojitos infused with green melon and cardamom.
The Beachfront bar and restaurant is open from 8am to 10pm, while dinner at Nü is served from 6pm to 10.30pm, and bar is open until 11.30pm.
Carr. Tulum-Boca Paila Km 9.5, Tulum Beach, Zona Hotelera, 77760 Tulum, Q.R., Mexico
Nest Tulum overlooks the sugar-white sands of Tulum Beach, 20 minutes’ drive from Tulum town centre.
Cancun airport is 80 miles from Nest Tulum, around a 90-minute drive away. Hotel staff can arrange airport transfers for $180 one way, $350 round trip.
Follow the 307 highway from Cancun southwards for 90 miles, all the way to Tulum via Playa del Carmen. On reaching the four-way intersection in Tulum with Super Aki supermarket on the right, turn left and travel east towards the beach road, signposted to Boca Paila. Turn right and head south for around 6km. You’ll find Nest Tulum past the main strip between the Encantada and Be Tulum hotels, opposite the Loco restaurant at Carr. Tulum-Boca Paila Km 9.5. There’s free parking at the hotel (subject to availability). You can reach the heart of Tulum in 20 minutes by road.
Worth getting out of bed for
Exuding deep Yucatan spirituality, Nest Tulum takes an embodied approach to its extra-curricular offerings, with a focus on healing and rejuvenating experiences. Start the day in alignment with a private yoga class, followed by a detoxifying volcanic mud ritual and topped off by an afternoon Margarita at the hotel’s beachfront bar (life’s about balance, after all). If you’re feeling bold, Nest’s sacred cacao ceremony brings ancient Mayan traditions straight to your doorstep. Speaking of Mayans, just a short drive away, you’ll find the ruins of a 13th-century Mayan settlement. Built to face the rising sun, these majestic stone structures are enveloped in exotic flora and set against the Caribbean coast, making it a sine qua non for happy snappers and history buffs alike. Cool off in Tulum’s Grand Cenote, a crystal ocean inlet filled with tropical fish, try your hand at kayaking, snorkelling or fly fishing or explore Sian Ka’an biosphere reserve to sample the unadulterated natural wonders of Tulum in the company of dolphins, sea turtles, big cats and exotic birds. Or simply lie back and float through the mangroves on the reserve’s ‘lazy rivers’.
If you've tasted all there is to taste at Nü, there are other options not too far from the hotel, Tulum’s first shared dining restaurant, Ocumare, is located just a two minute walk away. With a tantalizing menu including fish with guajillo and tongue in green sauce, Ocumare is a fine-dining experience that pays homage to Mexico’s rich gasto heritage. Their food is made from scratch using a variety of local ingredients, including vegetables grown in their own organic garden. At the edge of the Yucatan peninsula, Erin Werner’s off-grid establishment, Hartwood, is another standout choice. With no roof or electricity, all cooking is done by open fire, and their handwritten menu changes daily depending on the yields of local land and sea.
For acai bowls bursting with colour, fresh fruit smoothies and a variety of matcha beverages, you can’t beat Matcha Mama. Tucked away on a quiet side street, this unpretentious little cafe, complete with Instagrammable swings and lively murals is full of tropical personality.
Tulum is the perfect destination for those seeking a more relaxed variety of after-hours fun. A short drive away you’ll find Nanà rooftop bar serving up daring mezcal cocktails to a soundtrack of cool electro beats. For jungle cabanas and live music, head to Gitano Tulum, where you can dance into the small hours under a moonlit disco ball.
Once upon a time, there were two beautiful princesses (well, one was gender non-conforming, and so a prinxess) from a troubled land far, far away (New York City). Their kingdom was busy, and chaotic, and quite honestly, exhausting.
They set out on a quest — they would find the most comfortable, relaxing place in all the land to rest their souls. They wanted to feel like New York City’s most famous princess, Carrie Bradshaw, on their vacation.
They boarded their winged metal chariot (Delta 737, economy class) and it hurtled them towards the realm of Tulum. Mayan ruins, beautiful beaches, pristine cenotes, and influencers galore.
Their eyes feasted on sights such as neon inspirational slogans, linen drop crotch pants, matcha lattes, the Tuluminati strolling the beach with their phones out. The beach looked like a gorgeous Instagram fever dream, and everyone on it was equally beautiful. Through it all, they spied one simple sign, a sign that stood for so much: Nest.
Here, at last, is where they would find their rest. They were greeted by a woman with a relaxed and warm smile, in a simple green sheath dress with black curls down her back.
Emily showed them down the hotel’s sandy paths through palm trees, pointing up to the jungle rooms, and leading them to a beautiful beach where the white walled café restaurant merged seamlessly into the waves. Welcome drinks were served on a platter.
Finally, Emily led them up the stairs to their new beach-side-jungle throne (For the next three days, two nights).
'That reception lady is very cool. Do I need to quit my job and get tan and run a hotel in Tulum?' said Princess Number One.
'Hey, why are you Princess Number One?' Princess Number Two replied.
Their room had two conjoined terraces, one with two swinging black hammocks (which only Princess Number Two could figure out how to get in to), and one with chairs for sipping morning coffee. Inside, they discovered a bathroom larger than their royal Manhattan apartment (and with far fewer cockroaches).
It was dominated by a massive open air stone shower with a rain forest head. 'We live in this shower now,' declared Princess Number One.
But then they saw the bedroom: everything white and black and effortlessly glamorous. Throw pillows and round black woven rugs within white stone walls. The ceilings steepled up and away, wood beams visible.
And the bed. Oh the bed! It was the largest bed they’d ever seen, placed atop a stone platform and strewn with rose petals that read 'We R Together.' Princess Number Two had been foolish to ever worry that they couldn’t be gay in Tulum.
Emily informed them that the seasonal seaweed (or saragossum, a much more beautiful word for the same thing) made the beach less pleasant between May and November and suggested they swim in the pool at Radhoo, the Nest’s sister hotel down the road. At Radhoo, smoking bowls of copal wafted sweet-scented clouds along a pathway of wooden beams and high bamboo. Everything, everywhere, smelled of copal.
Did it dissuade mosquitos? Maybe! They thought about googling it and then realized they didn’t want to look at their phones. It smelled fantastic regardless. And in front of them lay the most glorious pool they’d ever seen.
It looked like it was made of lapis lazuli swirled marble, with a palm tree growing out of the center, and wide enough for swimming laps (which one princess did, while the other one actually enjoyed her vacation).
They sat by the pool’s jacuzzi jets reading, while a nice gentleman brought them mezcalitas. 'I was MADE for luxury,' said Princess Number One, despite this being a ridiculous thing to say. They would happily have lived out the remainder of their days at the pool, but Emily had also signed them up for a mezcal tasting at Restaurant Nu, owned by the same hotel group.
Pray for their royal highnesses, for they were two drinks away from becoming court jesters. They arrived before a table set with citrus slices and chocolate. The mezcal was poured with a generous hand, agave that was 14 years old, then 17 years old, then 22 years old.
The princesses made friends with the couple across the table (the princesses were feeling very friendly at this point), who told them that they had returned to the Nest after first staying there for their honeymoon. Tipsy and joyful the princesses made their way back to their room. They had finally remembered their quest to find the most comfortable bed in all the land.
And lo – once in the bed, the princesses regretted not having spent all day there. Though they had contemplated living in the shower and the pool and at the bottom of a bottle of mezcal, it was this particular bed that would truly be their new permanent address.
The sheets were soft and cool. Perhaps a percale? Maybe Egyptian cotton? It matters not. They were the platonic ideal of white sheets. The pillows were cumulus clouds, buoyant and bountiful. And the bed was so large that both princesses could starfish (which was usually just the job of Princess Number One).
Princess Number Two (who still would prefer to be Princess Number One, thank you very much) considered attempting a somersault. No members of the royal family would be falling off the bed tonight. And the mattress…THE MATTRESS! It was like sleeping on a marshmallow, a cloud, fresh powdered snow and whipped cream all at once.
From their jungle room, they listened to the rain whipping the trees, the waves lapping the shore, and when they woke, the windows were fogged with condensation from the crisp central air against the moisture outside. They had slept more peacefully than they ever had before. They declared they would never leave this bed (move over John and Yoko).
Accordingly, breakfast was brought to them on a gorgeous black tray: watermelon juices and cappuccinos, huevos rancheros and mango fruit bowls, laid against the white of the bed. The sight was so beautiful the princesses were moved to influence despite themselves and took out their phones.
They were so enamored with their newfound comfort that they texted the photo to their subjects in their kingdom far far away. They let them know they were abdicating their thrones. They preferred to live happily ever after (three days, two nights) on their new bed in Tulum.