A villa near the golf, a city of colour, warmth and jasmine in the air. Mornings of Pilates, afternoons lost in the souks, Majorelle Garden, afternoon tea, a perfume workshop and a day in the Agafay desert.
A whitewashed island, golden light on the Aegean, the sound of the sea and nowhere you need to be. Mornings of Pilates, afternoons that dissolve into the afternoon, and evenings that go on too long in the best way.
This trip is about real connection and being fully present. About laughing, resting and spoiling yourself in the magic of Mykonos
