I felt relaxed as soon as I stepped into the little Majahuitas speedboat. We whizzed through the deep blue water past jungle covered mountains and craggy rocks tumbling into the sea. With the sun on my back and the wind in my hair a sense of calm washed over me, pure contentment to be here in the moment.
Sunset is the highlight of the day in the tiny beach town of San Pancho, Mexico where we are currently living for a few months. We try to make it every day for a walk along the beach as the heat fades and then sit on the sand and watch the sun sink behind the horizon. It never fails to take away the stresses of the day.
Last week we spent a blissful three days at Majahuitas Resort, an isolated bay south of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico that can only be reached by boat. Despite being stranded on the beach (poor us!) we still found plenty to do, including trying stand up paddle boarding for the first time. Thankfully it’s much easier than surfing, and it helped that we had some expert instruction from the resort’s resident labrador.
Gazing at Trinidad from above I’m reminded of a tropical Tuscany. It’s as impossibly picturesque as so many Italian towns and there are the cobbled streets, and the terracotta tiled roofs against a backdrop of rolling green hills. But we’re in Cuba so there are Caribbean flavours: the blue sea in the distance, the palm trees lining the streets, and the one storey houses in bright and pastel shades—saffron yellow, sky blue, pale green, apricot orange and soft pink.
San Pancho, the tiny Mexican beach town where we are living for a few months is full of surprises. One of them is that it has its very own polo club. It’s particularly strange that being British and growing up around horses it took coming to the Mexican coast to attend my first ever polo game.