The Check-In: Hacienda Acamilpa
Once a sugar estate, now a family-run hacienda hotel just two hours from Mexico City.
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I sink into an old red rocking chair, which has been brought in just for me, and take in my surroundings. “Recomposed by Max Richter: Vivaldi – The Four Seasons” echoes off the ancient stone walls of the cavernous chapel, in a moment so surreal it feels like a dream. These are the travel moments I live for.
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