I lost a week in an Ibizan idyll. Set up high in the enchanted hills of Santa Eulalia, equidistant between the north and south of the island is Les Terrasses. It is not signposted but land marked by a cobalt blue, Yves Klein Stone, it surely lives up to its elusive and glamourous air.
Starting out as a humble finca, it was purchased by Francoise Pialoux in 1981, then whitewashed and embellished with North African and Gallic objets d'artes. It resembles a truly lived in Artist's abode yet functions as a sexy and contemporary boutique escape. The Gardens are nearly all edible and evenings suffused with the scent of jasmine. The Couscous nights on Tuesdays are worth booking weeks in advance if only to dine al fresco beneath bijoux chandeliers fit for a fairy Queen.
We slept in stone casita 'quatre', replete with singing Geckos, gorgeous linen and vivid dreams. Bliss, bliss, bliss.
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