Our rental car crawled up a windy bendy narrow dirt road through thick tropical jungle higher and higher we climbed following the hand painted signs to “Haramara Retreat”. We new we had arrived when we saw the smiling face of Roberto waiting for us at the entrance to the secluded property. Roberto assured us that it was safe to park our car in the lot and that his assistants would secure our luggage and transport it to our casita.
My husband and I stumbled up a cobblestone footpath toward Haramara were we were greeted by a tall tanned barefoot young man called Hugo. A sense exotic adventure came over me I walked past tall palms, ferns bougainvillea toward the entrance to the dining room carved into the side of this mountain.
We followed a candlelit path to the lobby where the smell of lilies filled the air; the breeze blew from the sea, the sound of waves crashing against rocks echoed through the dining room we were greeted by other people in our group. Geckos flicked in the rafters, candles glimmered of the thatched roof of dining hall the hub of Haramara. I felt like the queen of the elves coming home to Rivendale. My senses overcome by the romance and rustic elegance of Haramara.
We joined members of our group for a snack at round tables in handcrafted leather chairs. As we watched the sunset through the jungle, we heard the sea crashing against rocks beneath us. I felt comfortable safe nurtured I new I was in store for something exotic.
After our refreshments Hugo escorted us to our casita. Up and down a footpath through the jungle our gentle guide lead us past the upper yoga pavilion, the pool, the lower yoga pavilion, finally to our casita.
Haramara is located in the jungle, on top of a mountain outside of a small surfing town called Sayulita located in Nayarit Mexico (about 45 minutes north of Puerto Vallarta).