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Resort Review: Resort Country Club, Manesar: A Million Square Feet Where the Peacocks Wake You
- Shweta
- 1 day ago
- 4 min read
Updated: 8 hours ago
A sustainable escape just 45 minutes from Delhi, where the rate they offer includes games, pools, and animal rides.
I woke up at Resort Country Club, Manesar, to two peacocks, which is not a sentence I expected to write about a weekend so close to Delhi, and yet there they were in the tree outside our premium suite, entirely unhurried, behaving as though the morning was theirs and I was the guest who had wandered into their arrangement rather than the other way around. I lay there watching for a while, and somewhere in that stillness it occurred to me that I had completely misjudged this place before I had even arrived, because everything I assumed about a resort of this kind near the city turned out to be wrong in the best possible way.
Resort Country Club sits just past Manesar, barely forty-five minutes from the airport, and spreads across a full million square feet that feel less like grandeur and more like a kind of generous quiet, the sort of space that lets a place breathe and lets its guests breathe with it, as it is very spacious. You can read the crowd from the parking lot alone, an unpretentious and unfussy set who clearly know what they have come for (enjoyment without any drama or superiority complex), and then inside you notice the thing I had genuinely never seen at a resort before: families in every form, from newborns to grandparents, all folded into the same afternoon and never feeling on top of one another, because on land this vast, there is simply room for everyone.
What won me over, though, was something quieter than the scale: the complete absence of fakery. There are no plastic flowers here, no fiber greenery propped up to photograph well, only a beauty that has been earned honestly, right down to the fountains whose water is recycled and quietly doing their work while they look lovely. The entire property runs on solar energy in a way that goes well beyond a panel on the roof and a proud mention at check-in, and you understand this best at night, when the solar lamps trace the pathways and the whole resort turns, without exaggeration, faintly spellbinding. Our suite carried the same restraint, spacious and calm with jute carpets underfoot and paintings on the walls, a room that felt like it was exhaling, and it stayed immaculate because housekeeping moves through the property all day rather than once in the morning.
We had come to reset our "refresh button," and the sky decided to participate by raining through the night, so the next morning everything looked rinsed and glowing with every leaf washed clean, which is why my one real piece of advice is to wake early, around five or six, when the resort reveals its other residents: peacocks strolling close enough to startle you; swans gliding across the ponds; birdlife you simply have not seen before; and the rabbits wandering about as though they pay the bills before the goat, horse, and camel rides begin at nine. And here is the detail that made me sit up properly, because the club, the gym, the toy train, the kids' club, and those very rides are all built into the room rate rather than billed quietly at the end, while room service arrives so quickly that an extra mattress or quilt or fresh toiletries reaches your door almost before you have sat back down.
Being four of us, one couple and two children, meant we could taste our way across the entire dinner spread, and we did, moving through chicken curry and mutton curry; dal tadka and dal makhni; jeera rice and masala gobhi and pasta; salads and soups and an array of breads; before finishing on Indian sweets, assorted cakes and pastries, and ice cream, all of it fresh, with a breakfast the next morning just as indulgent in its idli sambhar, upma, poori with aloo, parathas, eggs done every way, croissants, masala Maggi, cereals, fruit, and good coffee. Between meals there was more than anyone could exhaust, with three swimming pools, including one kept just for the children, alongside carrom, ludo, chess, badminton, cricket, table tennis, darts, a toy train, swings, and a small library tucked away for the readers, and seating scattered everywhere that quietly dares you to do nothing whatsoever.
It sits in a serene pocket about fifteen minutes from Panchgaon Restaurant; the check-in and check-out are refreshingly painless, and it asks so little of you while giving back so much that I would return in a heartbeat, and I suspect that once you have been, you would too.
(Shweta reviewed this property. If you would like your resort or hotel to be reviewed on our website, please write to us at styleessentials.in@gmail.com.)
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