Finca Weekend Inland
Friday midday, you collect her at the agreed meeting point, and the drive heads inland. Olive trees, dry-stone walls, a road that keeps getting narrower. Afternoon calm: pool, a book, music, a conversation that takes its time. Around seven you drive to a village restaurant with no menu in German and no one asking why you're there. Back on the terrace: wine, warm air, the lights of the neighbouring villages in the valley. Saturday brings the same, differently — coast, a bay, a long lunch by the water, sunset from the west side.














