Whenever I travel somewhere new I like to find one word to describe it so that I can focus on that feeling when sharing the essence of a place with others. On the third morning of a recent visit to Villa Del Pamar in Loreto, Mexico I slipped down to the restaurant to grab a tea. It was just before sunrise and I seemed to be the only one who hadn’t received the memo that work could wait. I made my way through the winding pathways of the resort, watching pink light up the sky where the mountains …
