It’s not such a hard life rising at eight o’clock, wandering to the adult pool to pick up our towels then eating a leisurely breakfast against backdrop of crashing tides from the beach a couple hundred meters away. For the past week I’ve wallowed in the pleasure of having someone else making my meals to order, cleaning and fluffing our room, bringing cold drinks in the afternoon when the sun is high and hot in the clear blue sky. Pueblo Bonito Emerald Bay has been a much-needed escape from the frigid never-ending grey of Ontario winter. It’s March already, which means that the seed catalogues are probably in the mail – can spring be far behind? I’ve been browsing the negative comments on tripAdvisor-…
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