If you’re that concerned about missing the political action, just make sure your cabana or mountain aerie has reliable Wi-Fi.

I was at the Beverly Hills Hotel, on one of the pool cabanas.

There was even a sun deck on the hotel’s rooftop complete with imported beach sand and cabanas.

It had a pool, which now sits half full, and an outdoor kitchen — she called it the cabana — which is gone.

She painted a pink and white checkered floor on the concrete patio and, soon, a pink cabana with a striped curtain will round off the space.