A Subtle Retreat
Every year, by the middle of January, my husband and I are sick of winter.
Cold. Dark. Dreay. That's when we start thinking about returning to Cozumel, Villa Las Anclas, and the gracious Pedro and Eyal.
Las Anclas is on a quiet street, in San Miguel, just two blocks from the square. Restaruant, shopping, diving, and people watching are all within walking distance.
The suites occupy two floors. All of suites are decorated with cultural artwork and stained glass windows that glow in the sunlight. The bedroom and bathroom are on the second floor. The glowing glass lamps at the head of the bed add a romantic glow to the room. The two closets are spacious enough to hold all of the your luggage and clothing. The showers are hot, and well-supplied with body care supplies. The floor to ceiling window looks out over the courtyard's elegant and vibrant garden.
The living and kitchenette/dining area are on the ground floor. The generously sized couch is great for relaxing, chatting, or can be made up as a bed. The picture window in each living area has a view of a narrow, lush garden, complete with a unique sculpture.
The rooms are always clean and fresh. You can control the temperature of the air conditioner, which is quiet and efficient.
One of my favorite things about Las Anclas is the courtyard and garden. Every year has a new surprise, but always a relaxing blend of flowers, foliage, lights and a fountain. We like to have a morning cup of coffee or an after dive cerveza there. We often see and chat with other guests who have the same idea!
But the best thing about Las Anclas are the owners/hosts, Pedro and Eyal. They know the restaurants--whether you want a filling after-dive lunch, casual chic, party and people-watching, or drop-dead elegance.
They can tell you where to shop for artistic and unique items beyond the the main drag. They know the dive shops, and will steer you in the right direction. They know the movies that are playing, or where to rent one. And if you want to just hang out, they make a deadly Skip-Bo team.
Every winter by the middle of January, my husband and I are sick of winter. But the thought of returning to Las Anclas, always brings a smile and a laugh.