This past weekend, a thought crossed my mind that I never thought I’d ever have: I want to live in Miami.
Let me be honest: I know Miami is about the hippest place in Florida, but it’s not really for me. I can’t take the crazy drivers, the snobby clubs that won’t let anyone in, or the fact that half the people speak a language I can’t understand.
But my weekend at Canyon Ranch Hotel & Spa Miami Beach made me think maybe I can overlook all of that.
Canyon Ranch is a luxury suite-hotel right on Miami Beach. The hotel offers a wide array of fitness and wellness classes for guests at no extra charge (including a breathing and meditation class that I tried) and access to an incredible spa and sauna (there is even an igloo room offering an Artic mist experience and three different storm shower options). Plus, it is perfectly located for nightlife, about five miles away from all the clubs and lounges my friends were interested in checking out.
Here is the craziest part: You can actually live at Canyon Ranch. Beachfront townhomes and tower residences are both for sale. I have a lot of dreams in life, and I think living at a place like Canyon Ranch is the newest one on that list.
A quick tour of the hotel:
Because the hotel is so focused on health and wellness, it was very easy to be disciplined while dining at the hotel. All the portions were small and many of the ingredients were natural and organic. Even the desserts were smaller than the palm of my hand. Dessert highlights included a white chocolate lollipop, strawberry shortcake and key lime tart.
As for fun around Miami, I enjoyed going to Lincoln Road and shopping after I left the hotel Sunday. I bought two necklaces for about $15 total at a fashion jewelry store called So Good, and my friend Juan and I spent hours perusing books at a bookstore called Books & Books.
I’m not sure when during my weekend I stopped caring about the crazy Miami drivers. Maybe it was during my Mango Sugar Glo body treatment. Or it could have been later, when I was laying out on the beach in a cushioned chair, wearing the hotel’s complimentary sunscreen (perfect for a girl who always forgets sunscreen). Or maybe it was during my meditation and breathing class. Either way, a 25-mile drive to work would be worth it if I could come home every night to Canyon Ranch.