The New York Post almost lost me in May.
I was lying in a treatment room at the newly-opened Meraki Wellness on Grand Cayman, getting a massage so relaxing I dozed off for a few minutes, and I thought, What if I just… stay here? No one can make me go home.
How I’d support myself in the Cayman Islands? No clue. And realistically, I wouldn’t be getting the luxe spa treatment every day. But who needs realism? I was in a spa so gorgeous that I wanted to beg the co-founders to make over my apartment, so who could help but fantasize a bit?
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