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Set on the ground floor and the first floor of the oldest villa of Tarifa. Originally a convent back in 1628.
Indeed an exquisite stay with many details guaranteed.
Located in the old town, yet in a quiet, narrow street.
Open air area available in a neighborhood courtyard.
Spacious, open, with decoration elements ranging from the heart of the Old Tarifa to worldwide objects. Dating from 500 years ago including cutting edge details, though. Rustic and refined at the same time. Everything in harmony for your experience.
Located in the heart of Tarifa’s old town, but in a very quiet area far from the noisiest part of the old town.
It is the area where Tapas bars, restaurants and shops are. The beach is just a 7 min walk away.
No private parking available (there is no private parking for any accommodation in Tarifa’s old town), but when you book, I will give you some very practical tips on how to access by car to unload your luggage and areas to find parking space.
Whilst I awake in Azogue...
I wake in Azogue—
the first house,the house of God,
the first planet,
the one closest to the sun.
The first loaf
upon the table,
spelt bread resting quietly.
A scent
of freshly brewed Arabica coffee
floods my chest;
my mouth remembers
olive oil and honey.
The sheets wrap around me
as if I were the body
and they, the skin;
and in that moment
I close my eyes
and open them again—
it is no dream,
no mirage,
it is as real as I am myself,
a magical and eternal instant.
This January morning,
cold and serene, ruled by the sun,
surprised by the absence of wind.
This is how I awaken,
so far from home.
What a pleasurable awakening!
Time, stop—
do not take another step.
I uncover the secrets
you quietly keep
in every corner;
in your floors
and in your ceilings
the warmth of past lives
is reflected,
as if words escaped the walls
and, flying slowly,
whispered softly inside me.
A second passes, and the sheets
become the cloak
of a great emperor.
I rise,
levitating,
enjoying that toast
with olive oil and honey,
alongside the coffee,
with my muse, my woman,
with magic and her charm,
keeping me forever dreaming.
Thank you, Azogue.
Thank you, Love.
Isan Recia
January 2017
Azogue Studios-Tarifa
Translation Ms. Tara Chapman