An Italian affair An Juliet Rowe Salutes the Roman Hills The place where we stayed and practised yoga had dark wood flooring with breathtaking views of unspoilt nature. Under the burning afternoon sun, amidst the sight of a wild horse and gurgling frogs in the background, where better to salute the Roman sun? Our teacher for the duration was our ‘guru’ from our weekly London classes, Jean Hall,who teaches atTriyoga plus others. Jean took us through our paces for ninety minutes in the morning and ninety minutes in the evening, before breakfast and the evening meal, respectively.After each session I felt serene and calmer. Aside from the yoga, we hung out by the pool in the intense heat or lazed in hammocks, feeling totally relaxed and rejuvenated. The food on the retreat was all vegetarian and local fresh produce, unfussy and rustic.And it was delicious.  If you want to explore the nearby villages and combine the trip with other activities then this is a perfect place to go.Trips are organized by In Sabina to nearby villages, to hot spas and even olive oil groves. If you haven’t seen the groves, you haven’t seen Italy.
Words do not suffice for this fabulous Italian retreat…it’s definitely yoga with style.Try it out for yourself and enjoy, but let’s just keep it between us. It’s too good a secret to share…. Atrip to the yoga retreat at In Sabina is a must-have for anyone who feels that life is skipping along that little bit too fast and you want a little ‘me time’.This Italian yoga retreat invites you to unwind in spacious, warm, welcoming and unpretentious surroundings, where the thought of saying ciao at the end of the trip is as gut wrenching as letting your Italian lover walk out of the airport departures lounge. “Spectacular views and magical setting” are the words that greet you when you visit the website for In Sabina a yoga retreat set in the grounds of a fifteenth century farmhouse in the hills outside Rome. Having spent a long weekend there, magical is the only way to describe the experience.  Divine intervention it seemed had entered into my world. After a hectic, and hideous, couple of months of London life the suggestion to go on an Italian yoga holiday came my way. Not taking more than a nanosecond to say yes, and Pino the driver was collecting us from Stimigliano train station after a 40-minute trip from the centre of Rome.
The sun was burning through the windows of the minibus as we bumped our way through the lush and winding verdant Roman countryside.Arriving at In Sabina in a dishevelled heap of exhaustion and battered yoga bags, we were told that our first yoga class was about to begin.With no time to think of how we’d arrived and indeed why we were there, we found ourselves following our teacher down a steep and winding country path through fields before arriving at the ‘outdoor yoga deck’.This was where we were going to do yoga twice a day over the next four days. For more information about In Sabina
log onto www.insabina.com
Jean Hall can be checked out at www.yogajeannie.com. |