There’s something special about Mexico. Maybe it’s the vibrant colours. Perhaps it’s the unique flavours: rich and full-bodied with a hint of spice. Or maybe it’s those cervezas and double margaritas.
Whatever the case, Mexico - and in particular Tulum - continues to draw us back, year after year. Days spent eating fruit plates on the beach at Papaya Playa Project, afternoons where we wander the boutiques and markets sourcing fabrics and inspiration for West Indie, and evenings for sampling the many delicious restaurants available.
My idea of a vacay…
This trip found us back at some of our favourite spots: the aforementioned Papaya Playa Project of course, where we had breakfast everyday; Posada Margherita for an authentic Italian experience in an unlikely place; Raw Love Cafe for my kinda food. Plus some new locations including Sale & Pepe for great pizza and Le Zebra for the taco highlight of my life.
After five nights in Tulum we drove up to Valladolid, a beautiful colonial town an hour and a half inland. We were lucky to stay at Hotel Meson del Marques, a small hotel set in a huge 17th century house with a restaurant situated around a gorgeous courtyard. Very Angelina Jolie in ‘Original Sin’.
Determined as I was to see the pink lakes of Las Coloradas, we drove almost two hours north from Valladolid, stopping off at Rio Lagartos for lunch amongst the fishermen. Despite the trek - made even longer with a three year old - it was like nothing I’d seen before. I was dreading the possibility of finding pink tinged mud flats, but the lakes really are this colour: impossibly candy floss hued and oh so photogenic.
We rounded off our trip with a night in Playa del Carmen staying at the stylish Hotel Be Playa, where we had to drag ourselves out of our stunning room (and hot tub) for some last minute shopping along the crisscross of pedestrian streets.