
Barefoot and breathing: Emma Blunt resets at Sala Beach House
Words by Emma Blunt
I didn’t realise how tightly wound I was until I sat down. We had come straight from safari – four days in the bush, four-thirty alarms, game drives, the specific high-alert state you live in when you’re scanning the tree line for movement at all times. I love that state. I also didn’t know, until Sala Beach House, quite how much it costs.






