Not only did my four year old son beg to be relieved of the arduous torture of swimming in the perfect green-blue sea or building sandcastles out of white sand, or eating from the quite extraordinary childrens’ menu (pulled chicken and vegetables in aromatic chicken broth, tomato and basil bisque with cream and basil oil, grilled salmon fillet with buttered vegetables – and of course mini burgers and hot dogs, too) at the elegant beachside restaurant Casa Sol, he also couldn’t wait to escape the freshwater infinity pool or the seawater one. Why? Because he was dying to get back to Maxxi Land, aka child heaven. On entering, our jaws all dropped. High-end design with Jeff Koons-style sculptures, giant rabbits built into the wall, enormous giraffe murals, sweeping wooden walls, and separate areas for the different ages of children. There was also, and this really was something else – a dormitory of cots and beds for the children so that the parents can stay out late. We also dropped our baby daughter off for her lunch nap each day, letting her be lulled to sleep by the specially chosen ‘sleep playlist’ in the cool, calm air conditioned room, watched on the video monitors by fully trained nursery staff. There was an art teacher, lego pits, ball pits, a VR room, cinema room, Playstation room (a 30 minute limit was imposed), a costume cupboard with 800 different options for dressing up, daily mini discos, workshops every day to teach the older children everything from fragrance-making to the life cycle of a butterfly. I can’t adequately put into words quite how extraordinary this place was. Is this what nurseries for the super rich are like ? I felt like I’d entered an alternate universe that I didn’t even know existed.