As reports of another blast of polar weather circulated through news channels, Mexico editor Gay Nagle Myers and her winter-weary daughter Jenn, a Pittsburgh resident who has not seen sun since November, escaped to the Nizuc Resort & Spa near Cancun. Gay’s first report follows.
PUNTA NIZUC — Nizuc is a Mayan word that means “nose of the dog.” The resort is tucked into a tip (punta) of land shaped somewhat like Fido’s muzzle, between the Caribbean Sea and the Laguna Nichupte.
It is the resort closest to the Cancun airport (a 15-minute drive), yet far removed from Cancun’s boisterous Zona Hoteleria.
What’s striking from the get-go is the architect’s palette of earth-tone colors used throughout the 274-room, 29-acre resort, and his ability to blend native stone and wood and Mayan-influenced accessories into the total feel of the place.
What Jenn and I see from the ledge of the black infinity pool are the shades of turquoise and blues in the Meso-American Reef just offshore, the green of the mangroves and the angles of the Cancun skyline far off in the distance.
There were chocolate truffles on the pillows of the king-size beds and a welcoming staff who greet each guest
with a hand-over-their-heart gesture of welcome. Not at all accustomed to butler service, Jenn was wide-eyed and bowled over.
So was I.
The resort opened a year ago and is a member of Las Brisas Hotel Group. Its client base is growing, as does the buzz for its reputation as a luxury resort that has already won design and culinary awards.
We’re to the spa now for a treatment billed as the Nizuc Thermal Experience. We’ll follow that with a mojito at the Havana Bar and dinner at Terra Nostra, the Mediterranean restaurant.
Bring on the snow. We couldn’t be happier.
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