Tulum has been on our bucket list for many years. despite having visited the Riviera Maya a few times, we never made it as far down as the ancient Mayan port city. There’s a real romance to the place to say the least. Rven if the history of the Mayans can be at times a little unsettling, their legacy and the structures they left behind in awe-inspiring settings are mesmerising. Tulum is the picture-postcard embodiment of their existence.

Twenty minutes’ walk up the beach road from the site of the ruins is Mi Amor, an adults-only sanctuary, part of the small Luxury Hotels of the World family. perched on a windswept cliff overlooking the sea, the boutique property oozes romance and drama. We were in do-not-disturb mode when we arrived here and the hotel’s intimate feel and service gave license for us to blend in with the small handful of other holiday-makers looking to get away from it all.

Our room was contemporary and minimalist, but with everything we could ever need, although the lighting was a little odd, with an LED star wall and halogens from the floor. outside, a private hot tub with views of the sea added to the mood, as did cabanas and couches dotted across the seafront, teetering over the sea-bashed cliffs – dramatic, if not a little exposed to the elements.

The hotel’s infinity pool wrapped around the outside of its restaurant and bar, not much of a sun trap but great to cool off from the humidity. It is also a chilled-out place to lounge, relax and have a watermelon and mint martini or five, as well as some delicious comfort food with French and italian flavours whipped up by Aussie chef Paul Bentley. It’s not the most sociable of hotels (although it was low season when we visited), but if you’re looking to run away with your loved one and have the sound of the moonlit waves as the third in your ménage à trois, then Mi Amor is for you.