Hacienda de San Antonio
Review
Character and identity
A pink colonial coffee plantation tucked deep in Colima's cloud forest, this 25-room hacienda is one of Mexico's more singular luxury propositions: Spanish Colonial bones, Jaguar basalt stone canals, breezy loggias, and a pool aimed squarely at a smoking volcano. Rooms run to volcanic stone and ceramic floors, four-poster beds, fireplaces, and French doors opening onto private terraces dressed in bright Mexican textiles. The kitchen leans on produce from the estate's own Rancho Jabalí, with citrus, avocados, and the subtler mountain cuisine of the region taking precedence over the spicier classics. Service is deliberately spartan, leaving you to wander.
Who's it for
Best for:
Couples and solo travellers chasing seclusion, romance, and a genuine sense of place. The right guest values silence, birdsong, long pool afternoons watching the volcano puff, and a property with the confidence to do things its own way. Design literates and anyone who treats the journey as part of the trip will find this magical.
Should look elsewhere:
Anyone wanting attentive, hand-held service, a buzzy scene, or quick access to restaurants and towns. The drive up is long and bumpy, the surroundings are wilderness, and the kitchen does not deal in tacos and heat. Families seeking structured activities will struggle.
Bottom line
What sells this place is its sheer individuality: a colonial hacienda in a cloud forest, with a volcano view, that refuses to soften itself for mass tastes. Book it if you want romance, isolation, and integrity over polish, and come ready to stay put. Any of the terrace rooms will do; bring binoculars for the birds.