Waking up on Reethi Rah Island is a pretty dreamlike experience.
We slept with our doors open, so come dawn we awoke with the birds.
They sing in the trees, water laps against the deck and the sky slowly changes from pink to blue.
We jumped on our bikes and rode off in search of breakfast.
Yellow bag // Pineapple espadrilles
The breakfast options are never ending.
Think of a breakfast food.
Yep, they have it!
I started with a rainbow of fruit.
And followed it up with huevos rancheros.
We sat with coffees, followed by teas and chatted away as the sea swirled beneath our feet.
In the heat of the day we stripped of, slipped on robes and set our sights on the spa.
The treatment rooms are dotted throughout a lush, shady garden, filled with scented blossom and twittering birds.
Once you’ve chosen your Espa oil, you sit back and let your therapist take care of you.
All that’s left is to choose your music.
I went for “Mother Earth”.
Having taken care of my feet, my therapist led me into a hut. I sank into the sumptuous bed and drifted away into heaven as she massaged every inch of me for an hour and half.
About as relaxed as a molten pool of butter, we decanted ourselves onto sunbeds and lay stupefied for quite some time.
We ate a light lunch of gazpacho and tuna tartar.
And spent the afternoon exploring the miles of deserted sandy beaches.
^ Westminster Crabby.
Stack of Silver May Love Bangles
As the day started to cool, we dressed for supper.
Check out my glamorous mumma!
We walked to RR’s answer to Nobu; Tapasake.
A glorious, light filled, Japanese oasis, hovering over the Indian Ocean.
One hell of a spot to watch the sun set!
We started with sparkling sake.
And pink champagne.
Rock shrimp tempura.
Tacos!
Octopus salad.
Yuzu sashimi.
More sashimi!
Rolls and nigiri.
Our eyes might just have been bigger than our bellies! Utterly stuffed, we cancelled our order of black cod and hot stone steak (despite the waiter’s protests as they really are the best of dishes!) there was just no way we could fit any more in.
So sat back to drink in the view instead.
Mother daughter time never fails to make miso happy!