The 89 Best Places to Drink and Stay in New Zealand

Perched on the edge of Lake Wakatipu with the Remarkables stacking up behind it, Rosewood Matakauri is a luxury alpine lodge about ten minutes from Queenstown. Cedarwood saunas and heated plunge pools handle the wellness crowd, while the surrounding terrain keeps the heli-skiing and whitewater rafting contingent equally occupied. Inside, rooms lean heavily into the view, which does most of the decorating.

Eight kitchens cooking eight cuisines on demand in a single restaurant gives you a sense of the ambition at Cordis, a large upscale hotel sitting above the central city with views stretching to the harbor and a handful of dormant volcanoes. The Chuan Spa keeps things serene, high tea in The Chandelier Lounge has become a local ritual, and the Pinnacle Tower addition means the property can handle serious group size without the atmosphere collapsing under the weight.

Handmade bricks and salvaged timber frame this boutique hotel on the Auckland waterfront, where the eco credentials show up in the materials rather than the mood. Rooms are quietly luxurious and suites properly lavish, with harbor and skyline views doing the heavy lifting on atmosphere. The Libraries offer a place to sink into a sofa, and the all-day restaurant, kingi, leans into sustainability without making you feel virtuous about it. The Michelin Guide awarded it one Key.

A seven-storey atrium open to natural light sets the tone at this harbourside luxury hotel on Waitematā. Conran and Partners did the interiors, and the industrial-luxe concrete-and-glass aesthetic reads a little like the Tate Modern relocated to Auckland, which makes the Māori tukutuku panels and woven pieces scattered throughout feel like a considered argument rather than decoration. The Michelin Guide awarded it a Key.

Perched above the Waikato River near the thundering Huka Falls, this intimate lodge has been a trout fisherman's retreat forever and quietly evolved into something rather more. Twenty-five suites and two private cottages sit on 17 acres, each room with heated floors and a fireplace for when you come back damp. Days run from fly fishing to vintage Aston Martins on a nearby track. A Forbes Four Star property and ranked on the World's 50 Best Hotels list.

Perched on cliffs above the Pacific, this Rosewood resort on New Zealand's North Island doubles as a working sheep farm, so the view from your lodge might include a flock being herded below. A resident astronomer leads stargazing tours after dark, and the Cape Kidnappers gannet colony is a short walk along the headland. Hawke's Bay wine country sits practically at the gate. Forbes Four Star.

The lodge is shaped like a Maori fish hook cascading down a hillside above Owhanake Bay, which is either a design choice or a very confident metaphor. This intimate retreat on Waiheke Island holds just six units across suites, a villa, and an apartment, so the ratio of infinity pool to guest is refreshingly high. The ferry from Auckland takes 35 minutes, and the island's vineyards and beaches take considerably longer to leave.

Perched above the North Island's Pacific coast where waves work the stony shoreline constantly, this Rosewood resort arranges its suites and villas so that wall-to-wall windows and private terraces put the ocean front and center. Golf, guided bush hikes, and helicopter runs along the cliffs fill the days; the dining room leans on line-caught seafood and locally foraged produce; the spa does hot stone work within earshot of the sea.

A thirty-foot beam ceiling and a fireplace you could park a car in anchor the Great Room of this remote lodge hotel on Lake Wakatipu, with the Humboldt mountains filling the windows behind it. An Idaho architect built it as a love letter to the lodges of the American West, which makes it slightly absurd and completely comfortable. Eight rooms, plus suites and private chalets. The Michelin Guide awarded it 2 Keys. No children under 13, which tells you the clientele.

Ten rooms inside a restored Ponsonby villa, so the vibe is closer to staying at a very tasteful friend's house than checking into a hotel. Underfloor-heated bathrooms and breakfast in bed keep things firmly in boutique territory, while afternoon drinks and small bites arrive without you having to ask. Ponsonby Road's cafés and galleries are a short walk, and the Michelin Guide awarded it one Key.

Five suites on the shore of Lake Wakatipu, each with a wood-burning fireplace and possum-skin throws on the beds, and views that make the price tag feel like a reasonable argument. Eichardt's is a boutique luxury hotel that's been around forever, though it took a flood and a gutsy renovation to become the place it is now. The Remarkables for winter skiing, the lake for summer, and a Michelin Key for the rooms themselves.

A 3,000-acre working sheep farm above the cliffs of Palliser Bay, this country estate lodge earns its Michelin two Keys by doing very little, very well. Freestanding cottage suites come with open fires, exposed beams, and the kind of sea-and-pasture views that make you cancel plans. Horses, quad bikes, and local Pinot fill the days; dinner leans heavily on the estate itself. The Wairarapa wine country does the rest.

Nine freestanding villas perched above Lake Wakatipu with the Remarkables filling every window, Azur is the kind of small lodge that makes you feel vaguely guilty about booking a normal hotel. Spa tubs face the panorama, fireplaces run hard through ski season, and breakfast arrives in-suite if you'd rather not put on shoes. A Michelin Key property, and close enough to Queenstown that complimentary transfers make skipping the rental car a reasonable argument.

Meat cleavers double as door handles, which sets the tone before you've ordered a drink. This cocktail bar sits inside a lakefront steakhouse in Queenstown, dressed up in plush contemporary style despite looking like a colonial cottage from the outside. The lake views do a lot of the heavy lifting in summer, and the crowd skews toward people who've had a good day on the slopes and don't mind showing it.

Stone walls, arched windows, and a homestead that's been around forever anchor this lodge near Queenstown, where a local family spent decades turning a sheep paddock into something that reads more like a European château than rural New Zealand. Suites and cottages open onto formal gardens with the Remarkables behind them, and a chapel, wine cellar, and hot tubs fill in whatever gaps the scenery leaves. The Michelin Guide awarded it one Key.

A 79-room boutique hotel inside a lovingly restored Art Deco tower on lower Queen Street, Fable reportedly drew its color palette from Wallis Simpson's jewelry collection, which explains why the headboards come in aquamarine and amethyst rather than the usual beige. Curving staircases and a three-tiered chandelier survived the renovation intact. Cooke's, the ground-floor brasserie, revives the name of the building's original eatery. The Michelin Guide has it among its selected hotels.

The wildly patterned carpets alone will stop you mid-lobby, which is very much the point. Hotel DeBrett sits on High Street, the scruffier, more interesting street running parallel to Auckland's main drag, and the building's Art Deco bones now wear mid-century modern furniture like they were always meant to. A cocktail bar, an atrium restaurant, and an upscale pub keep things lively, and the crowd leans creative, the way the neighborhood does.

The taupe glass tower that once housed touring rock bands between Auckland gigs has had a thorough rethink. This five-star hotel now runs to Urbanaut craft beer in the minibar and mindfulness sessions on the TV, which feels about right for the distance traveled. The fourth-floor pool and gym face the city through floor-to-ceiling glass, and the restaurant downstairs draws on Japanese, Korean, and Polynesian techniques in roughly equal measure.

The basement spa used to be the Reserve Bank's gold bullion vault, and the walls are still thick enough to kill your phone signal. As a hotel, SO/ Auckland goes full theatrical everywhere else too: all-black lobby, red armchairs, a Marcel Wanders chandelier, interiors by local fashion label WORLD. Rooms lean into Auckland's volcanic palette, and some face the harbour with double-wide tubs to match.

Bar Albert sits on the 38th floor, making it the highest rooftop bar in Auckland, which isn't nothing in a city that spends most of its energy pointing people toward the countryside. The hotel itself is a boutique property in a downtown tower, with harbor views that stretch well past the skyline. Beds are made from recycled materials, there's a bikeshare partnership for the restless, and an Italian trattoria handles dinner on the lower floors.

Five suites and a handful of freestanding Pods sit so quietly in the Ahuriri Valley that the South Island tussock grasslands barely notice they're there. The Lindis is a lodge where the architecture is unapologetically angular and modern, which somehow makes the landscape look wilder by contrast. Hiking, stargazing, and river fishing fill the days, and the kitchen leans on its own gardens. The Michelin Guide awarded it two Keys.

A skybridge connects this luxury boutique hotel directly to SkyCity's casino, restaurants, and the All Blacks Experience, which is either very convenient or a mild threat to your credit card. Rooms lean into New Zealand's landscape and culture in the design, comfort levels are unambiguously plush, and the staff manages to be warm without being performative about it. The Michelin Guide has it on their hotel selection.

Mid-century furnishings and Kiwiana artwork set the tone at this boutique hotel just off Viaduct Harbour, where the owner spent years sourcing every piece personally. Vinyl-stocked record players sit in suites alongside standalone baths and balconies, while book collections turn the communal areas into somewhere you'd actually linger. One-button touch screens replace the lobby phone ritual. The ground-floor Pantry runs from barista coffee through late-night snacks, and a pool, spa, and sauna occupy the upper floors.

A gilded ceiling, marble floors, and oversized botanical canvases set the tone in the lobby of this large, upscale hotel inside Auckland's SkyCity entertainment complex. West-facing rooms catch harbor bridge sunsets and the occasional bungee jumper mid-leap from the Sky Tower next door. Six restaurants sit under the same roof, including Cassia and Metita, two names worth seeking out on their own. The theatre district is a five-minute walk.

Pod hotel on Cook Street, a short walk from K' Road and Ponsonby, designed around the idea that a room is mostly for sleeping. Most pods are windowless by intention, fitted with charging points, storage nets, and a personal locker, with twin and queen ensuites available for anyone who'd rather have a door. A communal kitchen handles late-night noodle emergencies, and Miss Lucy's downstairs covers breakfast through pizza without leaving the building.

Video art loops in the lobby while salvaged maritime hardware fills the corridors, which is one way to tell guests they're not at a Marriott. This Viaduct Harbour hotel runs from standard rooms up to Junior Suites where the freestanding tub sits inside the bedroom with no wall between it and you. Esther handles Mediterranean and North African cooking downstairs, and the rooftop bar swaps egg whites for aquafaba and runs DJs on weekends.

Two glass wings extend out over the Viaduct Harbour marina, which tells you everything about how this luxury hotel positions itself in Auckland. Rooms are crisp and modern with a quietly Asian-inflected aesthetic, full-length windows, and actual balconies with sliding doors, a small mercy in an era of sealed air. The spa covers the basics well for a hotel this size, and a couple of stylish restaurants and lounges keep you from having to go far.

A riot of floral prints hits you at reception before you've even found the lift, which is either a warning or a promise, depending on your relationship with maximalism. This boutique hotel on Cuba Street backs the bold lobby with rooms that are quieter but not by much, layering color, texture, and genuinely luxurious linens. Double-glazed windows keep the city out. Lola Rouge handles pan-Asian food and high tea; the Grand Bar handles everything after.

A giant Alice in Wonderland flower sculpture greets you in the lobby, which sets the tone for this design hotel on Wellington's liveliest street. The Edwardian facade hints at restraint the interior ignores entirely: expect jewel-toned rooms with hand-painted headboards, a floor-to-ceiling red restaurant, and high tea served in an emerald parlor modeled on a Parisian conservatory. Cuba Street's galleries and bars are right outside.

A hotel on Wellington's harbor that skips the tramping-boot aesthetic most New Zealand properties lean into, QT Wellington is a loud, colorful tribute to the capital's arts scene instead. Rooms run to murals, bold prints, Bose speakers, and Nespresso machines, keeping one foot in quiet luxury. The indoor pool sits in a sunlit atrium, and the social center is the Hippopotamus Restaurant and Cocktail Bar downstairs.

Ten rooms on Oriental Parade, each with a glass-walled bathroom and a two-person soaking tub, which tells you exactly the kind of boutique hotel this is. Mid-century modernist furniture is curated with genuine care, and the materials throughout feel chosen rather than specified. Owner-operated keeps the scale human and the welcome warm, without the cool remove that usually comes with this much design intent.

Gold accents, crystal chandeliers, and double spa baths in every room, a very Parisian move for a town more accustomed to ski lodges. This luxury hotel parks you steps from Lake Wakatipu with the Remarkables as a backdrop, then spends considerable energy making you forget the outdoors exist. The L'Occitane spa, the red-velvet gin bar stocked with Central Otago distillers, and a restaurant running French technique on New Zealand produce complete the case for staying in.

Ten rooms, private balconies, gas fireplaces, heated floors, deep tubs, and a pillow menu, which tells you everything about the register. The Spire is a small luxury hotel in the heart of Queenstown, dressed in a dramatic palette of reds, greys, and black with furniture by Eames and Philippe Starck. No ski-lodge kitsch anywhere. The staff, refreshingly, skips the boutique-hotel sulk. A good base for the slopes in winter or Lake Wakatipu in summer.

Eight rooms in a restored Victorian villa a short walk from Queenstown's center, and the place still feels like someone's very grand house, which is entirely the point. Patterned wallpaper, period furnishings, and views over the lake or garden fill the rooms. A pair of garden hot tubs, borrowed bikes, and a free town shuttle cover the practicalities. The Michelin Guide has it among its selected hotels.

A glass tower on Wellington's harbor, its upper floors framing Cook Strait and the hills that make this city impossible to grid. It's a full-service hotel in the center of town, 231 rooms in cream and dark wood, with harbor views kicking in as you move up the tiers. Two Grey, the attached café and wine bar, pulls an after-work crowd on its own terms. Te Papa and the waterfront are both walkable, which in Wellington's compact core means five minutes, not twenty.

Antique skis on the wall and bold plaid underfoot could have landed anywhere on the Alpine-lodge spectrum, but Naumi's maximalist instincts kept pulling things somewhere far more interesting. This 13-room boutique hotel occupies a century-old building that was once Queenstown's first general store, and the interiors balance Alpine-chic references with a riot of color and pattern. A complimentary evening happy hour runs in the lounge, and an outdoor Jacuzzi looks out over the rooftops.

Every one of the 19 rooms at this boutique hotel looks out at a mountain range called The Remarkables, which rather sets the tone. Timber, stone, and glass keep the exterior in quiet conversation with the landscape, while local designers softened the interiors into something genuinely livable, each room spilling onto its own terrace or patio. Complimentary canapes and wine arrive in the lounge before dinner, and gourmet picnic hampers go out for those who prefer their meal with altitude.

Fifteen suites, all of them facing Lake Wakatipu and The Remarkables, which means the mountain view is essentially the design brief. This is a small luxury hotel, quietly tucked away from Queenstown's busier streets, with freestanding tubs, fireplaces, and wide glass doors arranged around that panorama. Larger residences add outdoor fireplaces and balcony saunas. A house car runs guests into town when the view eventually loses the argument.

A century-old Spanish Mission convent a short drive from central Auckland, converted into a 22-room boutique hotel where the rooms are named things like Nun's Repose and Mother Superior. The latter is a two-bedroom apartment with a full kitchen, which feels appropriately abbess-level. Decor runs eclectic, with weathered surfaces and a mix of vintage and modernist furniture. On-site restaurant Ada does contemporary New Zealand cooking with an Italian lean.

The hot tub garden sits with a direct view of the Remarkables, which tells you most of what you need to know about this Queenstown hotel. It reads like a Swiss ski lodge that made a detour through a European city hotel, all alpine warmth with a sharper edge than most of the competition on the lake. Lombardi Bar draws locals alongside guests, and that's usually a reliable sign that a hotel has figured something out.

Perched above Lake Wakatipu with the Remarkables framing the window, QT Queenstown is a boutique hotel that leans hard into the chic-urban-in-a-ski-town contradiction and pulls it off. Rooms run plush enough to justify a full day horizontal after whatever the mountains did to you. The market-style Bazaar handles meals, and the whole place carries the kind of polish that makes guests quietly wonder why they booked anything else in town.

Perched on a hillside facing Wellington's Botanic Garden, this upscale hotel trades harbor views for treetop ones, which turns out to be the better deal. Rooms lean into timber, brass, and muted textiles, with bell-shaped gold pendants and botanical prints keeping things grounded. Downstairs, Jardin Grill runs French technique through New Zealand produce on a flame grill, while the bar next door has quietly become a local gin destination.

Flockhill sits on 36,000 acres of Southern Alps farmland so cinematic it made the shortlist for the Narnia films, which tells you what you're walking into. It's a working-farm stay with villas, suites, and a four-bedroom Homestead with a private pool and dedicated chef. The restaurant pulls almost entirely from the estate and neighboring farms, the menu shifting daily. Guided hikes and horseback rides take you into country that makes the rest of the world feel genuinely remote.

A 33-room hotel housed inside a Gothic Revival building that once held Christchurch's astronomy and physics departments, now part of the Arts Centre precinct. Rooms vary widely: some have skylights over freestanding baths, others look onto the courtyard. All the furniture was made in Canterbury. The top suite sits in an attic with a roll-top tub under an overhead skylight, and a lounge downstairs keeps books and tea on hand for guests who find all that heritage a bit much.

You reach the bar by descending a staircase and passing through a doorway flanked by paint tins, which sets up one expectation and then doesn't deliver it. Caretaker is a dim, NYC-styled speakeasy cocktail bar with Sunday jazz and bartenders who'd rather talk to you than hand you a laminated menu. Tell them what you're in the mood for and let them build something around it.

A cocktail bar on Tory Street where the menu runs from pre-Prohibition classics to drinks built around white anchovy oil and oyster shell-infused gin. The list treats history as a starting point rather than a destination, so you can order something a century old or something that sounds like a dare. Either way, the bartenders clearly mean business, and the kind of crowd that notices will find them here.

The hotel shares its name with the actual bay, which is either poetic or a mild administrative headache, depending on whether you're the ferry captain. There are no roads in or out, so a golf cart meets you on arrival, and that's essentially the last time infrastructure intrudes. A remote Marlborough Sounds resort with apartment-style rooms, a deck over the water, and dolphins nearby if you want them.

A 53-room boutique hotel sitting on the edge of Hagley Park, The George is Christchurch doing quietly confident city style rather than the rustic lodge routine. Rooms look out over greenery, e-bikes are available for a lap of the park, and the in-house bistro runs afternoon tea and pre-theatre menus for guests who've actually planned their evenings. Small enough to feel personal, central enough to make the city walkable.

Named for London's most self-satisfied neighborhood and planted firmly in post-earthquake Christchurch, The Mayfair is a 67-room boutique hotel on Victoria Street where Hagley Park and a good stretch of independent restaurants are all walkable. The interiors are contemporary without going cold, and the on-site Majestic bar runs from brunch through cocktails and small plates as the day shifts. Part of Millennium's Leng's Collection, and selected by the Michelin Guide.

Saturated secondary colors and an eclectic mix of furnishings give this boutique hotel a maximalist personality that somehow still reads as distinctly South Island. Singapore's Naumi Hotels brought in a Wanaka creative agency to localize the brand's signature fantasy, and the result lands closer to a very stylish friend's house than a chain property. The Central Bar pours New Zealand wines, a courtyard garden sits tucked out back, and the staff come armed with neighborhood restaurant picks.

Four villas on a hillside above the Bay of Islands, each one a self-contained world with a personal chef, infinity pool, and glass-walled shower arrangements that require a certain comfort with the view. This small-scale luxury resort holds a Michelin Key, and its size is the whole point: with a maximum of 22 guests at once, it functions less like a hotel than a very well-appointed private escape where the main activity is deciding whether to sail, fish, or simply stop.

Lake Tarawera sits below the windows on three sides, with the Tarawera volcano filling the horizon beyond it. Solitaire is a small luxury lodge perched on a peninsula outside Rotorua, where the suites are sedate in decor but seriously appointed, freestanding baths angled toward the view. Dinner and breakfast are included, and the kitchen leans on local seafood and herbs from the lodge's own garden. The Michelin Guide awarded it one Key.

Floor-to-ceiling windows frame the Shotover River and the Remarkables from every room at this five-star resort perched above Arthurs Point, just outside Queenstown. Rattan lights and timber headboards keep things grounded while the landscape does the decorating. The on-site bar and restaurant runs breakfast through dinner using local ingredients with that same panorama behind every meal. Coronet Peak is close enough to build a ski day around, and the spa is there when you've had enough of both.

Two 18-hole courses spread across 650 acres outside Arrowtown, and golf is almost beside the point. This sprawling resort backs up to gardens, woodland, and waterways, with nature walks, tennis, and pétanque filling the gaps. Rooms are angled toward the views, with sliding windows and private terraces. When dinner comes around, the choice runs from kitchen-garden produce at Millhouse to firepit dining by the pond at Smithy's Smoke House.

Art everywhere and furniture sourced from a who's who of international designers make this airport hotel feel more like a boutique property that happens to be near the runway. From the Singapore-based Naumi group, it's a colorful place serving the colorful characters passing through New Zealand, with rooms that quietly deliver: blackout curtains, rain showers, and espresso makers mean you land or depart in reasonable shape.

Five villas scattered across a working farm on the Canterbury coast, each dropped into its own private bay or hilltop with views over the Pacific and nobody else in sight. This is a luxury villa collection designed around genuine seclusion, so there's no restaurant, just a private chef who cooks in the lodge or delivers dinner to your door regardless of how far off the map you've managed to get. Kayaking, hiking, and farm activities are on offer when the view stops being enough.

A former convent that was physically moved from Blenheim and replanted among sixteen acres of vines, which explains the stained glass and the ceilings that a purpose-built wine country hotel would never bother with. Ten rooms named in Te Reo Māori after native trees and birds look out over the estate. The kitchen follows the seasons and the garden. Staff tend to know your coffee order before breakfast ends.

A wellness retreat perched in New Zealand's southern Alps where, before you even arrive, they've already asked you to quit caffeine, cigarettes, and alcohol for a week. Multi-day programmes run sunrise yoga into guided sub-alpine hikes into evening talks from local experts, with massages folded in daily. Solo travellers make up most of the guests, and a moderate fitness level is quietly assumed rather than gently suggested.

A working winery that also happens to rent you a cottage for the night, Craggy Range sits in the shadow of Te Mata Peak in Hawke's Bay. One- and two-bedroom accommodations come with private terraces, wood burners, and kitchens, so the fantasy of living among the vines is genuinely livable. Two on-site restaurants draw from an organic garden and, naturally, the cellar. Chosen for the Michelin Selected Hotels list.

A large-scale mural of the first Polynesian wakas arriving at Otago Harbour wraps the façade of this boutique hotel, so the mid-century modern interior comes with a bit of context. Rooms keep it understated: white walls, light wood, designer furnishings, and sharp black and white bathrooms. A daytime café runs breakfast through lunch, and the hotel has partnered with neighbors for gym access and wellness bookings when you need them.

Nestled in the Southern Alps with Canterbury farmland rolling out in every direction, this MGallery resort swapped its traditional rooms for one-to-three-bedroom villas, each with a balcony for summer and a fireplace and spa bath for when the mountain chill sets in. The Clubhouse Bar and Restaurant keep you fed and watered on-site with seasonal local cooking and panoramic views, so leaving feels optional.

The tree houses sit ten meters off the ground, clad in copper shingles and raw local timber, with an indoor-outdoor shower that makes a strong case for never leaving. This small luxury lodge near Kaikoura pairs genuinely modern design, the work of an architect-builder family, with custom beds, organic communal dinners, and views that would make a sleeping bag feel like an upgrade. A two-and-a-half-hour drive from Christchurch, and conspicuously easier on the wallet than its peers.

The only Jack Nicklaus-designed golf course in New Zealand anchors this lodge and villa resort on the edge of Lake Taupo, which is a perfectly reasonable excuse to come this far north. Cabin-style villas look out over the fairways or the lake, Tongariro's hiking trails handle the non-golfers, the dining room runs a daily-changing menu, and the spa folds Manuka honey into most of its treatments, because of course it does.

The view across Lake Pukaki to Aoraki Mount Cook is the kind that makes you forget what you were worried about. This small, Michelin-selected retreat runs just a handful of one-, two-, and three-bedroom villas with a European-tinged luxury feel and a chef-driven, garden-to-table restaurant on site. The nearby Pukaki Observatory means the stargazing, on clear southern nights, is a legitimate reason to stay up past your bedtime.

Rotorua sits on a geothermal cauldron of geysers and bubbling mud pools, and this boutique hotel taps right into it with its own indoor mineral pool. Rooms are compact and monochromatic, with colorful tiled bathrooms and rainfall showers; larger suites add a soaking tub and separate living area. Grab a flat white from the in-house coffee shop before walking to the thermal spas, Maori museums, and the bayfront, all within easy reach.

The Beaux-Arts façade, stained glass, and sweeping staircase have been anchoring Duke Street for longer than anyone cares to count, and a recent restoration lets all of it show properly again. This heritage hotel in Cambridge has the Gallery Restaurant and a speakeasy bar downstairs, and the house gin, distilled from an old recipe, turns up in both. The Michelin Guide has it among its selected hotels.

Floor-to-ceiling glass wraps a one-bedroom private home on a peninsula so surrounded by water it reads as its own island. This is an exclusive-use stay, so whatever you book, you get the whole place, Pohutukawa trees, yoga deck, sun deck, outdoor BBQ, and a sheltered cove below. The Michelin Guide has it in their selected hotels. Bring someone you actually like, because it's just the two of you and the Pacific.

A former private residence on what was once a sheep station, The Manse is a two-suite luxury lodge in Hawke's Bay, ringed by vineyards, green countryside, and mountain views over the Ngaruroro River. With only two suites, the hosts can actually shape your stay around you, right down to daily menus built from the farm and orchard out back. The lodge can be taken over entirely, which rather explains the clientele.

A locked gate, several kilometers of gravel through old-growth forest, and then the lodge appears from the trees without warning. Treetops is a 2,500-acre estate stay in the American hunting lodge tradition, heavy timber and stone, holding just 36 guests. Forty-seven miles of trails, a hidden waterfall, archery, trout fishing, and two hot tubs in the bush fill the days. The kitchen cooks from whatever the estate turns up.

Nine rooms in the New Zealand countryside, where the chef-owner grows, forages, and cooks what surrounds the property. This is a stay-and-eat destination: a rural homestead with contemporary-rustic rooms, most with verandah views over gardens and open land. The kitchen leans hard into estate-to-plate tasting menus, and regular winemaker dinners mean the cellar gets as much attention as the stove. The Michelin Guide has selected it.

Seven suites, twelve hectares of botanical gardens, daffodil fields, and wild woodland, and somewhere in there a Victorian manor that a New Zealand politician built for himself back when politicians apparently lived like this. It's an all-inclusive lodge just outside Christchurch, with stained glass, wood-burning fireplaces, and grounds that take a while to walk. Small enough that you'll know everyone at dinner whether you intended to or not.

Central Otago pours run deep at this wine bar in Arrowtown, with bottles from the surrounding region joined by Barossa selections and vintage French champagnes. The high-ceilinged room keeps things unfussy, simply dressed tables and a relaxed pace that feels genuinely local rather than performed. An open kitchen runs along one side for anyone who wants something to watch with their glass.

A narrow beer bar tucked opposite Bardeaux on Queenstown's drinking circuit, Mini Bar runs a passport scheme where you drink your way around the world one bottle at a time, from over a hundred international options. Pop art in the Lichtenstein style covers the walls. There are cocktails on offer and a solid back-bar, but this is a beer place at heart, and the bartenders know it too.

Tucked above Minibar up a flight of stairs, this one-room cocktail bar has a vaulted ceiling and a sliver of a view over the corner below. It's a little rough around the edges, which is precisely its charm: bartenders drink here on their nights off, and by midnight the music has climbed accordingly. They chill the wine glasses before pouring cold whites, which tells you something about where their priorities sit.

A rusting padlock hangs off a battered blue door down a secluded alleyway off Arrowtown's main drag, and that's the whole address you'll need. This atmospheric bar sits in old gold-mining country where the high street already looks like a Western set, and the bar leans into that energy without trying too hard. The kind of place you find by accident and tell people about like a secret, even though everyone already knows.

Absinthe fountains, crystal decanters, and gold bartending equipment crowd the shelves of this cocktail bar, lit almost entirely by tea-lights. The menu sorts drinks by historical category, fizzes and daisies and the rest, each with a footnote on who invented it and where. The vibe is full-throated heritage emporium, which makes the thumping dance music either a charming contradiction or a minor existential crisis, depending on your mood.

Upstairs from the Red Rock pub, this small whisky bar fits leather chesterfields, barrel tables, and glass cases of whisky paraphernalia into a room that feels like a gentleman's club someone actually uses. Your feet rest on an old piece of railway line at the bar, which sets the tone. The selection covers Scotch, Japanese, Canadian, and bourbon, thorough enough for a good evening, and there are other spirits tucked in old crates below for anyone who wandered in by accident.