After two solid months of packing and unpacking, we arrived at Trasierra on the night of Coco's 11th birthday ready for some downtime. We were encouraged to jump in the pool before dinner, even though we arrived at 10pm - early for dinner by Spanish standards. We then had a fantastic dinner on the terrace under a canopy of wisteria. Charlotte's daughter Gioconda, whom we'd never met before, presented Coco with a homemade flourless chocolate birthday cake and a lovely summer dress from the chic gift shop (I'll have to do an entirely separate post on practically buying out the entire gift shop). We couldn't have felt more welcome, and by the next morning, more relaxed. We had 4 blissful days of pampered do-nothingness.
I can't wait to return again and again.
Everywhere you look are old olive oil vats, used as decoration.
Our lovely bedroom.
The breakfast room, decorated with Charlotte's collection of vintage straw bags.
One of the many walking paths.
The private section of the house, where the Scotts continue to live.
My new sunglasses from The Row (on Zach).
The lunch room. It's hard for me not to love any room with kumquat trees in it.
I love the combination of dry and lush in the landscape and trees.
The driveway leading up to the house.
After a rain drenched summer in England, I finally got to wear my favorite new summer dress from J.Crew.
The steps leading to our bedroom.
Our dinner terrace. We ate here every night. So lovely.
The local swimming hole. The prettiest one I've seen. I am a sucker for oleander - I usually love the ones with white flowers, but in Spain the pink looked especially pretty.
Relief from the heat!
TOMORROW I'LL TELL YOU ABOUT HORSEBACK RIDING WITH THE GYPSIES....