Laura N.
Yelp
Location hasn't been this top of mind since Topanga went from being a city in California to the hippy activist legend, the hair-envied icon of all girls of the '90s.
Sure our room was dated, our bathroom was a wee bit grimy and the whole tile + wicker + pirate chest interior situation would've better fit under a Mexican palapa than the relished roof of a Whitsunday resort, but dear lord that pool. Perched atop the tip of the coast line, front and centre as if baptising you in all things good, holy and Airlie, this utopian tank was a tiny slice - make that a titanic slice - of heaven by the sea. Not only was it sundrenched all day, not only was it large enough for laps without feeling selfish, but it was sublimely situated between the rocky shore and the poolside bar/restaurant. This perfect positioning assured that you were never far from being dipped in water of the salty variety, the chlorinated kind or of the boozy persuasion. Luckily, they all got along swimmingly. As did I.
If location's what you're after and you seek the pool that dreams are made of (perhaps even filled with unicorn tears - unconfirmed, but probable) Coral Sea Resort can't be beat.