Last weekend, we flew down to Zihuatanejo, Mexico, for a super low-key week of R&R. I was especially excited for this trip, as we stayed at La Casa Que Canta, a hotel that had been on my bucket list since the summer of 2002, when a magazine internship in NYC introduced me to the property, and to luxury travel. The hotel was gloriously quiet, its setting was stunning, and its staff was charming to the nth degree. And did I mention the views?
Before we even left Birmingham, my fingers were crossed for endless quantities of guacamole. So imagine my delight when we stepped out on to our private terrace to a welcome bucket of warm chips, fresh guac and salsa, and a couple of chilled coronas. We were in Mexico, alright.
Zihuatanejo Bay was dotted with sailboats all week long. Sail Fest coincided with our stay, but I imagine sailors are drawn to this pretty little place all year round.
Parasails floated over the bay all week long. I’d never been, and so I added it to the week’s agenda. The afternoon that we set out to do it, nobody was there! Next time.
Housekeeping wrote a sweet “Happy Honeymoon” message in flower petals and greens on our bed, and each night after brought a different design. Our room got the prettiest light in the afternoon.
A wedding happened on our first night at the hotel. We crashed from our balcony. (And how about that setting?!)
I instantly loved the hotel’s architecture, especially its wide, winding, pink staircases.
Anybody seen the movie When a Man Loves a Woman, with Andy Garcia and Meg Ryan? This is that pool!
We spent most of the week reading, swimming, and sunning, but we also found our way to Playa la Ropa, where we had a super-casual lunch of fish tacos (and more guac!) on the beach at La Perla.
We decided to venture off site for our last night, so we took a taxi into downtown Zihuatanejo on the other side of the bay. It’s lined with souvenir shops, bars, and restaurants and is a busy hub for fishing boats. At Coconuts, we feasted on fish tacos, coconut-crusted shrimp, and bananas flambé, which was prepared tableside with dramatic flair.
After dinner, we rolled ourselves into a cab and back to the hotel, ready to head home the next morning feeling relaxed and refreshed.