What did this journey invite you to let go of, and what did it allow you to embrace?
No more to-do lists, no more calendars.
Just me, Riviera Maya sand underfoot, sunlight sparkling like champagne, and the cheerful chaos of families laughing by the sea.
Luxury, I realized, is messy, imperfect, and best enjoyed barefoot—(especially with the smoky flavors of a Tomahawk Open Fire Grill feast steps from the waves!)