The Calile Hotel

Australia / Queensland

It’s the breeze from my balcony that puts tropical lanais in my dreams, but no hammock ever had this thread count.

Last night’s plan for a morning run has ebbed – the call of the pool is louder, more persuasive. Can I tell myself I did laps, if I pushed no harder than a glide and mostly gazed at the palms and sky? A platter of fruit poolside, and the day has begun with all the virtue it needs.