Cabanas La Luna, Tulum

After ten days on the road, as if that wasn’t enough escapism for us, we took a plane out of Phoenix to Mexico, we were once again Tulum bound and more than happy it about it. I am lucky enough to say that this is our third trip to Tulum, which for people that don’t really like to go back to the same place, is kinda strange but I think once you’ve been to Tulum you cannot really ever shake it off, it settles deep within….you crave the crashing waves of the turquoise waters, the feel of softest and whitest sand and the laidback, coconut grove, bohemian paradise. There is just something in the air, it doesn’t take long to understand when you fall for the magic of Tulum, you have fallen for life!

After a whirlwind non-stop week or so in the USA we really wanted somewhere, where we didn’t have to do too much (this is at your choice) but sun bathe, eat and swim. I read four books in five days, we took long walks along Tulum Beach, had the best massage of my life right on the beach, ate vats of guacamole and Totopos and mouth watering fish tacos, watched the sun go down with Margaritas and generally pinched myself that I was once again lucky enough to be on this magical strip in the Yucatan….

…And that magical stay started with two night at Cabanas La Luna, which I booked through i-escape, which I tend to do as often as we can as they find an array of little boutique boltholes rather than big chain hotels, which is much more me. As soon as we arrived, stepping onto that soft sand and walked under the swaying palm trees, I knew we had made the absolute right choice. It was a hidden gem, off the beaten track, was blissfully quiet, with just the sounds of the waves and the wind brushing through the palms. Rustic, colourful, barefoot paradise, with hammocks swinging between palm trees, it was soul warming, considered and perfectly authentic. The staff were so very friendly and welcoming and couldn’t do anymore for you. Full of stories of the days of old Tulum and tales of the times of no electricity and beach cabana for four dollars….if only! With just five wooden cabanas, all scattered around the seafront, with bright coloured walls, we stayed in Marrakech up on the 2nd floor, with artistic murals, a bathroom created with traditional Mexican features, a large balcony, complete with hammock to swing away the day on. It was simple, unfussy but really very beautiful. Nothing beats waking up on a morning with the view of the most beautiful beach, the warm breeze filling the room, as the drapes billowed, blissfully peaceful. Nothing beats, sitting up high on a balcony with a glass of wine watching the sun go down for the day. It was like our own little tropical hideaway.

Our days were filled with, well not a lot, just balmy beach days, getting into, falling out of and eventually swinging in hammocks. Dips in the sea, meeting and making friends with other guests and just being on the beach, together, both forever my happy place.

Rightly or wrongly Tulum has changed over the past four or so years, with hotels and restaurants popping up all over, some may argue it has lost its true charm, but I am here to shout out, that it is not lost. The beauty, soul and the magic of Tulum is still there, in a little spot on a very beautiful beach, overflowing with colour, warmth and full of spirit of the ‘old’ Tulum. It is all there hiding under the palms, and it is called La Luna.