Ayubowan!

Oh, hello there. You’ve arrived! Shoes off, mind the geckos, and do make yourself at home – I insist.

I’m Thalassa. Built in 2008 by two writers who fell hopelessly in love with an unspoilt stretch of beach and the idea of a big, joyful house. Think long swims, strong coffee, even stronger sundowners, and moonlit strolls along the beach (with the occasional sidestep around a local cow). I was made for books, conversation, good food… and very little hurry.

I’m the sort of house where the light does beautiful things in the late afternoon. Where the jungle peeks into the sitting room, and occasionally the dogs do too! I’m not a hotel, I’m a home with stories in my walls, salt in my air, and, if you listen closely enough, the faint sound of typewriter keys and clinking glasses echoing from summers past.

This is a place to do absolutely nothing… or everything. Read a book. Write one. Stare out at the sea. Debate the meaning of life with a passing peacock. Or simply float in the pool, which glimmers like a mermaid’s tail.

If you’ve found your way here, chances are… you belong.