The air here in Zihuatanejo at this time of year seems to mold to your body. It caresses the skin like a mother's touch or that of a sensitive lover. It flows over you, it is languid, it barely touches the hair on your skin.
It matters little whether it is during the day or late into the evening, here by the water, the tropical breeze flows slowly over you. There is no bite to the wind, no urging to cover up, just to relish its touch.
It often feels just a few degrees cooler than your body, enough to refresh, but not enough to startle. It is one of the nicest features of this Pacific retreat - pacific, a perfect word - peaceful, quiet, calm, enveloping.
We will come back again!!
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