The sizeable garden slopes away down to the beach, all 8km of it and pretty empty for most of the year. The garden itself is “controlled wild”; protected juniper bushes break up the large lawn, and several tall palms rustle above, their thin trunks moving gracefully in the wind. Atlantic Spain? Atlantic Caribbean? It could be either actually. The waves crash rhythmically on the sand below, the breeze is nearly always warm or hot; and what it most certainly is is heaven!