As you approach our sanctuary, tucked within the terraced hills, the world beyond seems to dissolve away. The road meanders through the hills, the air becoming fresher and sweeter while you pass through little towns and villages in the foothills. Then, Amaya reveals itself—not as an intrusion upon the landscape, but rather an extension of it–stone walls and copper roofs in harmony with the earth and sky.
Integrated amidst the terraces before you are villas of dry-stacked stone and lime plaster, every element of which tells a story of care and handmade craftsmanship, from the local wood and marble to the Scandinavian minimalist fixtures. Enter a cosy cocoon and relax while natural light and shadow mingle within the space. Soft sunlight filters gently through the marble shutters, igniting all the warm, earthy colours and textures of the villa walls.
Narrow paths wind through the site, inviting you to explore further. A gentle symphony to accompany your exploration through our retreat: the crunch of pine needles underfoot punctuated with trills of birdsong. Walking through Amaya is like a re-discovery of the world in its purest form. The paths lead you through our pine forest terraces, the ground soft with fallen needles.
