Travel snafus delayed our arrival until the wee hours of the morning, but we were nevertheless greeted warmly by a smiling bellman who took our bags and escorted us to the hotel's grand lobby, fragrant with eucalyptus and fresh flowers. Instantly we were served flutes of surprisingly good Mexican champagne, given lavender-scented cold towels, and after a brief orientation shown to our well-appointed villa – one of 11 two-story colonial-style accommodations, each with a private concierge. Joy loved the his-and-hers bathroom sinks and the king-sized bed dressed in Egyptian cotton sheets. I appreciated the handsome furniture, sprawling outdoor terrace and well-stocked minibar that was refilled with my favorites each day. Our daily Royal Journal newsletter included a weather report, a list of the day's activities (Spanish lessons, tequila appreciation and towel sculpture were a few of our favorites) and a nod to guests with something to celebrate: "Happy Birthday, Mrs. LaHuta!"