Maybe it's the Seattle summer (read: non-existent), or maybe it's just life, but lately I have been dreaming of an exotic getaway....and because in my world, exotic still has to mean affordable, I find myself thinking a lot about Mexico.
I've been only a handful of times since moving to the "other" coast 15 years ago, but there is something magical about Mexico, when you are able to get past the touristy, "faux" Mexico -- something very authentic and, for lack of a better word, primal about it. Despite seeming less prosperous by comparison, Mexican culture seems superior to ours in its emphasis on finding joy in family and life's everyday moments. The older I get, the more I want my own life to be filled with these elements, less focused on what I have or don't have.
In my research, I stumbled across this charming small hotel in Sayulita; there's no pool or beachfront access, so I'm not sure it's the right escape for this trip, considering my almost obsessive desire to plunge myself into a large body of water, but it feels enchanting. I want to go someday.
|Petit Hotel Hafa|
Morocco by way of Mexico. Yes, please.