The house is immersed in the shade of wild olive trees and the scents of the Mediterranean maquis, and all around is peace and silence: the only noises are the rustling of leaves, wind, waves and the cries of seagulls. Here nature is intense, pulsating with vitality, and from the solarium above, the sea invades your gaze and caresses your soul.
A simple, circular house divided in two, similar to an African tucul or a trullo, but with a conical roof made of red tiles. Well-equipped with every comfort, the tucul is furnished with simple care, and with the attention of those who love to live in their home and know how to host friends.
An airy mezzanine doubles the sleeping area, giving space to the small living room which opens onto the garden. You live between inside and outside, in a continuous and perfect dialogue between the spaces in the house, cooled by the air conditioning, and the shady ones in the garden. Here, in the evening, you can grill fish and meat or bruschetta with thyme on the large barbecue, and host friends from the village (which is very close, but not too close) around the large table.
We are on the crest of the island and at the crossroads of all the paths leading to the bays. In the morning from the solarium you can read the wind and look out over the sea, from east to west, and decide where to go; go there in the evening to look at a starry sky that will enchant you.