I’m standing on a wide terrace, a glass of Sicilian wine in one hand, the sea shimmering in the distance, and music drifting down from a rooftop where a saxophonist is playing under the stars. My teenage sons are dancing — unironically — next to me, my 12-year-old daughter is spinning around in a blur of joy, and I’m pretty sure this is the closest I’ll ever come to clubbing with my children. And honestly? It was the best feeling.
Welcome to Club Med Cefalù, a sleek, sun-drenched hideaway on Sicily’s rugged northern coast — where the original spirit of the all-inclusive holiday has grown up, slipped into linen, and ordered a Negroni.
