All holidays have to end. Our flight home was at 13:45 hours so we planned to leave at 10am. There was time for a short roof-top yoga session and even a quick dip in the pool. I packed my bags and … [Read more...]

The constant chattering of the cicadas sounds like the rhythmic “click, click” of a garden sprinkler  as it rotates. Each morning I awoke in time to watch the sun rise over the hills across the bay. … [Read more...]

“Only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun”. All morning there had been the joyous squeals and laughter from the pool then suddenly it went quiet. The water was still, flat and inviting … [Read more...]