hacienda

To the left of the panoramic view, the red tiled roofs of the small town sent out a gentle invitation to come explore its cobbled streets. To the right, shrouded by thick forest, was a glimpse of the Mayan ruins after which the town is named. Copan Ruinas, Honduras!
When it came to leaving, the converted stable room quarters had begun the feel like home. Hacienda El Carmen had given me what I was looking for, an escape from the ugliness that the world can hold, and an embrace with a magnificence that is far more than a weekend escape.
We did not know it at the time, but as we drove through the open gates of Hacienda Petac, we were entering an embrace with Paradise.
Returning to Temozon meant returning to the stunning pool. Did that sound like a complaint? Excuse me, that was not my intention
Way back in the mists of time (otherwise known as the late 1980s and early 1990s) I was a student living in Manchester absorbing a lot of that excellent city's life, culture and ... not inconsiderable precipitation...