Feeling at HOME
On a bright afternoon in late summer, I left the Colima airport in the highlands of Western Mexico and drove through a labyrinth of fields and farmland. Sunlight swathed the landscape in gilded ribbons as I arrived at Hacienda de San Antonio, a nineteenth-century coffee plantation-turned-hotel painted pink as a lily flower.
From the moment I set foot on the property’s grasscovered plaza, I felt as if I’d landed in a magical Mexican wonderland. Towering above the hacienda is the Volcán
