A letter from Jaume

I grew up on this coast and walked this cliff for years without thinking of building on it. Then one evening I stayed until dark and watched the rock go from white to gold to blue. So we built eight suites, each on its own ledge and turned towards that light. We bring breakfast to your terrace, we light the fire when the evenings cool, and the rest of the time we leave you alone. Ask me which cove to swim in, which table is quietest, when the lighthouse comes on. Around sunset you'll usually find me at the end of the path.

Jaume

Your host at Penya Clara