Seven bedrooms, one master suite — the whole finca ours for the week.
Can Āylma sleeps the week's ten in seven uniquely styled rooms, each its own — thick Ibicenco walls, artisanal furniture gathered from Bali, India, Nepal and Tibet, air-purified and climate-kept for deep, restorative sleep. No two rooms are alike; every one is quiet.

The finca's one suite: a seventy-square-metre private terrace among the citrus trees, an outdoor shower under the sky, and garden views over the valley. Reserved first — usually for the couple at the table.

In the oldest part of the house, under sabina beams that have held the roof for two centuries — antique wood, arched stone bathrooms, and the particular silence of very thick walls.

Whitewashed and light, opening straight onto the terraces — palms at the door, morning sun across the bed, and the shortest possible walk to the pool.
A place holds a private room for the six days and the week entire — the table, the wellness grounds, the councils and the workshops, the days on land and on water. Rooms are assigned in the order places are confirmed, the master suite first.
Travel to the island is each guest's own; from the moment you land, the House takes over.
The week is offered by invitation, as all gatherings of the House are. Write to us — briefly, in your own words — about what you are building and what you would bring to the table.
Apply for an invitationPlaces are confirmed in the order conversations conclude.
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