Ahhh… Anguilla

The past two of our 3-½ year old’s life has been spent on the quest for the perfect family vacation.  The first year was easy, Europe, Asia, South American, wherever – a nap was always on the horizon.  As soon as our young explorer could walk, however, she was on the move.  Now she firmly believes that not running at all times could cause her serious bodily harm.  I believe a child’s age is perfectly related to the maximum time one can harness that energy in the controlled environment of any particular mode of transportation.  Planes, trains or automobiles, if she can’t get out of her environs, even the whirling dervishes are impressed.

If you have the means, the pedigree, or just that weird but wealthy great uncle from Gdansk, certain hotel chains can warm your world.  In the Americas and Europe - Four Seasons or Auberge; South Asia – Aman; China and East Asia – Mandarin Oriental or Peninsula; India and North Africa– Oberoi or Taj.  Although grand, these chains usually locally flavor the experience plus offer safety and security in an increasingly dangerous and unpredictable world.

My ever-intrepid husband has discovered a new favorite “chain”.  And, in an effort to integrate business with pleasure, take that Mr. Taxman, we are currently at the Viceroy in Anguilla.  In effect, the present perfect vacation -3 ½ hours travel, pristine beach location, family friendly, with Kelly Wearstler’s authentic high design.  I love my job.  Can’t wait for Sugar Beach.


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