When my wife Cheri and I first began to travel, we went warm: Mexico, the Caribbean, and the Southern United States. We wanted sun and blue water, laid back attitudes, and rum drinks. We were on the Margarita Road. Later, as we grew older, we heard the call of other great cities and places, but we never tired of packing the swimsuits and following the jet stream to hotter climates.
In the garden of the little hotel we used to own in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico, we built a Read more