The Cayo, a 2,000-square-mile region in Belize’s interior, casts an irresistible spell. It’s home to lush fields where Mennonites farm…untamed jungles where jaguars roam…and meandering rivers perpetually flowing toward the sea.
“My little house in the middle of the jungle is serene and simple. I have mango and tamarind trees in my yard and more birds than I can count,” says expat Carol Kandell, a California native who’s lived full-time on Koh Samui, Thailand, for the past three years.
With temperatures in the mid-80s F, habitually warm Caribbean waters on all sides, and a perpetual sea breeze accompanied by the trills of soaring sea birds, Mexico’s Isla Mujeres maintains a loyal complement of full-time residents and seasonal snowbirds.
Small, frothy waves slowly recede from the light tan sand, while the colorful parachutes of kiteboards fly overhead. A man in a cowboy hat walks his horse along the strand, hoping someone will ask for a ride. I’m sitting in a beach café, drinking fresh coconut water right from the shell for just $2 and taking it all in.
Lulu the horse whinnied low, more like a rumble, as he trotted towards me from the pasture. Next, as was the usual routine, Nunio's bleats came fast and furious as the sheep bounded in too, at one point running under Lulu's belly.
My husband Keith and I sit at our neighborhood café, enjoying a coffee and ice-cold bubbly water. Our Maltese, Carson, appreciatively sniffs the fresh ocean breeze. The cost to spend a couple of hours relaxing and chatting like this—a daily ritual which punctuates the easy lifestyle we lead...
The warm turquoise waters of the Gulf of Mexico are just steps from “our” nine-room boutique hotel on the outskirts of Celestún on the Yucatán peninsula, where we're currently housesitting. Most mornings my husband, Michael, and I have the beautiful white-sand beach and some of the clearest waters in the Yucatán all to ourselves.
In 1998, I moved from Pennsylvania to Sarasota, Florida. As a veteran Northeasterner wanting to get away from the snow and ice, I came to realize what a paradise Siesta Key and Sarasota were. I lived and worked in Sarasota for a decade, but in 2003...
“Even though I owned my own home and had worked hard all my life, I found going out and doing anything at home was prohibitively expensive,” says Cheryl Fankhauser. “A casual meal with friends, including a bottle of wine, would cost on average $80 per person."
Back in 1997, my wife and I were married in the sunny glass-covered atrium of the Don Carlos Hotel in San José, Costa Rica. The hotel provided a musician who played keyboards and a notary public who handled the paperwork and shared with us the bottle of champagne the hotel included in the wedding package.