Arching PalmsCasa Pueblo
"Drowsy palms splay their leaves over the rippling pool, and wooden sun-loungers sit under yellow parasols."
How strange it is to breathe the air of another place and find it familiar, not in climate or territory, but in the resounding space where primal memory slumbers. It is paradise to see a smile in someone’s face and recognise it, to trace the rough crevices of a time-worn wall and recall your own home, to meet a stranger and find them like-minded.
It is at Casa Pueblo that these comforting sensations of familiarity are evoked. It sits on the bustling street of Pueblo, Tulum, in the Mexican state of Quintana Roo, with a smoke-grey façade like churning storm clouds.
Founder Derek Klein’s notion for Casa Pueblo revolves around home and ease. The architecture and interior design came from the minds of both Klein and Mike Moser, drawing nature into its confines without constriction. Its 16 suites surround an open atrium, which gulps in natural light and sends it spilling over balconies, warming weather-worn tiles and catching in the sharp leaves of potted palms. Throughout the hotel, it slips playfully through the slits of wooden shutters and wide stairwells, imbuing the plaster with a sun-kissed lambency.
Drowsy palms splay their leaves over the rippling pool, and wooden sun-loungers sit under yellow parasols. Artefacts, hand-sourced by Klein himself, from as far away as Chiapas, mingle with hand-sculpted lighting by Justin James. Casa Pueblo is a conscious place, ensuring that its bathroom products are environmentally friendly, and the whole premises is kept free of single-use plastics. On the rooftop, yoga, meditation or live music immerses and unwinds the tensions that can accumulate as part of the everyday.
Sit under the cover of the atrium, or outside among the rich verdure at wooden dining tables and soft-worn benches. Devour plentiful brunches and wholesome meals which never skimp on taste, infusing quintessential Mexican ingredients with the depth of Mayan spices. Sip the fragrant coffee that wafts from the onsite coffeeshop, or the fresh cocktails at the bar, conjured to suit the moment. Refresh in the walk-in rain shower, then drift to a bed dressed in white linen by Parachute Home, with a soft mattress by Luuna.
The historic streets of neighbouring Vallodolid may also beckon, as may the Caribbean Sea, lapping along clean white beaches, where sun-worshippers sink their weight into the fine sands. Further afield, Mayan ruins lie dormant in overgrown jungles, and cenotes plunge deep into the earth, harbouring rich blue waters and long trailing vines. There is enough here to satisfy a clamouring wanderlust, but to return to Casa Pueblo after each day’s adventures is like returning to the centre of things, to a place where the heart can rest and take root.