I am sprawled on a four-poster bed relishing the most alluring gold sunlight flooding the room. I cannot get over how roomy this chamber is. In my thoughts, as I fixate on the high roof, a plausible reason forms. This being a warm destination, the ensuing balminess would unbearable if the walls were closed in. So warm is the weather here that duvets would be as impractical as trying to draw soup from stone. Bedsheets suffice. For one with trouble sleeping with the air conditioner on, the roominess ensures a comfortable night.