Yoga, Maya Tulum and the world’s most powdery beach

I’d hope by now you know that Tim Miller runs an annual weeklong teacher training in Tulum, Mexico.

Bobbie and I have both been — a few years apart. We’d toyed with going together this winter, but it looks like we’re focused on a couple of weeks this summer in Encinitas instead.

That doesn’t mean we’re happy with that decision. And this feature on the area in the New York Times doesn’t make it any better, especially the video:

4. ­Secret Beach | 1 p.m.

Every tropical tourist destination has a secret beach joint that locals don’t want you to know about. In Tulum, that place is Chamico’s — a beachside cafe so laid back and charming you will swear you’ve seen it in a movie (you haven’t). Naturally, Chamico’s has no phone, website or address. To get there, turn off the highway onto a small dirt road (look for the sign for the Jashita Hotel) and drive down to Soliman Bay. Give the guard at the makeshift gate a look that says you know what you’re doing. Then drive past palatial villas until the road ends. Claim one of the rickety plastic tables in a thicket of palm trees and settle in. Your menu choices are fried fish or ceviche of whatever was caught that morning, followed by icy Sol beer. (Expect to pay about 300 pesos.) There are only two rules at Chamico’s: cash only and don’t tell your friends. (Open 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. — or whenever the owner feels like it.)

If you’re wondering, yes. Where Tim’s retreat happens is included:

8. ­ Yoga by the Beach | 8:30 a.m.

Coming to Tulum and not taking a yoga class is like swearing off wine in Tuscany. It’s everywhere and inescapable. One of the most serene places to find your third eye is Maya Tulum. After checking in for a class, make your way down the sandy path to the yoga studio. A word of caution: Don’t be misled by your teacher’s innate calm. Just when you think he’s about to get too spiritual for real sweat, you will notice every muscle below your earlobes straining. But under a tropical palapa roof with a breeze blowing through and the light drenching the room, offering the sun a few friendly salutations feels less like working out and more like gratitude. (Drop-in classes are $15.)

It’s even suggested as a place to stay:

Just outside the rooms at Maya Tulum, ( Tulum-Boca Paila Km 7;mayatulum.com; from $110) is the world’s most powdery beach, reason No. 1 to stay in one of the hotel’s thatch-roofed bungalows. Yoga classes; delicious, organic food; and a general air of Zen are reasons 2, 3 and 4.

Hmm… maybe Bobbie won’t notice if I disappear for a week.

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