Last March Mr. Mix and I voyaged across the high seas of The Mayan Riviera on our first-ever sailing adventure. With plenty of moonlit seascapes, margaritas and mole to share, I promised to publish a feature-length telling of our Mexican tale, and this month my article hit newsstands from Mumbai to Manhattan in Spice magazine. You can sample the first few paragraphs below, and follow the link at the bottom of the post to read more:
On our first night at sea, the infinite expanse of sky above us burst from our water-colored imaginations into neon brilliance. Begonia pink clouds lay scattered among the mandarin orange streaked sky, hushed only by shadows that waltzed across the waves.
Sailing across The Riviera Maya in a private yacht chartered for two, we watched the curtains close on the painted sunset that had held our gaze in wonder before it gave way to yet another sublime vista visible only from sea. The stars lit up the night sky into a spectacle of constellations that found reflection in the warm Caribbean waters below.
It was just us, the expanse of sea, and our ship; there were no other boats, no land, no people, and no noise, save the turning of the tide. That moment was lettered in time as we took in the romantic vista from the cushy deck of our 44-foot catamaran–freshly salted mango margaritas in hand…
To read the full length article that was published this month in Spice magazine, click here and Eat it Up!