I am sat in the resteraunt area of our hotel, the only place I can get online, sipping coffee and fresh orange juice in the shade. The day is warming up as I watch people come and go, speaking in rapid Spanish to the friendly woman behind the bar. Here and now, in the cool breeze, it’s hard to recall that it’s Christmas and that, back home in London, it’s the depths of winter. Indeed, in this paradise, one can forget winter even exists.