Casa Madre
Three suites · sleeps 6The main house. A library of four thousand volumes, a table for twenty-four under the pergola, a screening room cut into the rock, and the kitchen where the day is planned.
A private island · Ionian Sea
Fourteen hectares of pine and limestone, twelve nautical miles from anywhere. One house. Twelve guests. Nothing else in sight.
The island
Isola Serena lies twelve nautical miles off the Epirus coast, in water that stays clear to twenty metres. Six pavilions are set along its southern rim, each facing open sea; the north shore is left to the cicadas and the goats.
Nothing here is shared with anyone. The island is taken whole, by one party, with its staff of fourteen in residence. When you arrive, the last boat leaves.
The six pavilions
Each pavilion stands alone on its own terrace, out of sight of the others. Together they sleep twelve, with rooms for four children besides.
The main house. A library of four thousand volumes, a table for twenty-four under the pergola, a screening room cut into the rock, and the kitchen where the day is planned.
Built on the water's edge, with a ladder from the bedroom terrace straight into eight metres of clear sea. The quietest pavilion; the one most often asked for again.
Set in the walled garden among fig, oleander and old olive. A private courtyard pool, a study, and a terrace that takes the morning sun and loses the afternoon.
The keeper's house on the western point, restored with its lamp intact. Three hundred and sixty degrees of sea, and the last light on the island every evening.
Highest on the island, reached through the cypress grove. A studio with north light for those who work or paint, and the widest view of the Epirus mountains.
At the jetty, where the tenders are kept. A single suite over the water, a deck for two, and the yacht at the end of the pier when the day calls for it.
“The luxury is not the house. It is that no one, for seven days, will ask anything of you.”Guest book, September
Living
Table & cellar
A Michelin-trained chef writes the menu each morning from the island's garden, the fisherman's boat at first light and whatever the party feels like. There is no menu to choose from; there is a conversation.
Wellness pavilion
A physician-led programme rather than a spa menu. Diagnostics on arrival, sleep and nutrition protocols written for each guest, a practitioner each day, and a physician on call through the night.
Water & sport
A 42-metre yacht with captain and crew, at the pier for day cruising to Paxos, Antipaxos and the caves of the mainland. Two tenders, dinghies, diving with an instructor, kayaks, tennis. The helipad sits above the cove.
A day on the island
The Cove is in shadow until seven. The water is nineteen degrees and perfectly still.
Figs from the tree, yoghurt from the mainland, the morning's bread. Newspapers only if you ask.
Forty minutes south. The sea caves at Ortholithos, and an anchorage no one else has found by noon.
Grilled fish from the morning's catch, tomatoes from the garden, a white from Cephalonia. A long swim after.
A consultation in the Wellness Pavilion for those on the programme. For the rest, a shuttered room and the sound of cicadas.
The court is in the cypress grove and cool by six. The children take the dinghies out with the crew.
Chairs carried out to the Lighthouse. The sun goes behind Paxos at 20:24 in August.
The north lawn, no lights but candles. The chef comes out to say what is on the table. Nothing after this is planned.
Privacy & arrival
Guests are met at the aircraft door. Private customs and immigration clearance can be arranged at Corfu on request.
The island is let for exclusive use, a week at a time, from €85,000. There is no calendar to consult online; write to us, and the Estate Office will reply within two hours.
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Isola Serena · Estate OfficeLeandra VossEstate Office, Isola Serena