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Thankfully, the journey across the Anguillan Channel is smooth, scenic, and just 25 minutes long.
A patio area within the spa at Cap Juluca, A Belmond Hotel.
I… had not.
Keanu promptly marched me back to the beach to show me how it was done.
The following day, hotel manager Eleonore notices me holding in a slight cough as I laugh over breakfast.
Photo: Victor Stonem
Dont ask me what was in itit was spicy, sour, sweet, and then spicy again.
Through my shower, a private sunbathing area with a lounge chair was perfectly placed for catching sun.
I was happy to be a sick sand bug while therewith one exception.
Photo: Edgardo Contreras
For my first appointment, I biked to the end of the island where the spa rests.
(The bikes here are plentiful and complimentary.)
The real magic of Cap Juluca lies in its extraordinary care for the guests.
Photo: Courtesy of Belmond
An old trick came to mind, something my grandma had shown me: sucking on lemons.
I sheepishly returned to Uchu, where Id previously had to lively conversation about roadside barbecue.
Would they be able to give me a to-go container of half a dozen segmented lemons?
Photo: Richard James Taylor
Well, of course they could.
My remedy accompanied me all the way home, quelling my nausea.
Finally, I was well.
Photo: Richard James Taylor
Photo: Victor Stonem
Photo: Victor Stonem
Photo: Courtesy of Belmond
