Located on the Nhamabue Peninsula, north of vibey Vilanculos, in Mozambique’s Inhambane Province, highly esteemed off grid Sussurro offers a rejuvenating island holiday.
There’s a wonderful word that the Japanese use to give meaning to a way of cultivating a life of purpose, a reason for living, with an acute focus on joy. A deeply romantic sentiment, Ikigai is not necessarily an easy or romantic concept to master. How do we parlay what we are passionate about and feels inherently right into something that’s as equally gratifying as it is noble? Perhaps this is the very essence of Ikigai, the greater we challenge ourselves, the greater the reveal of our intended existence. And perhaps it is more about our role within the delicate ecosystem of the natural world than it is about ourselves.
At Sussurro, our luxury beachfront accommodation on the shores of Sussurro’s lagoon, as the seasoned fishermen dally about on their dhows and their eager protégés skip through the tide with their hand engineered rods, the late afternoon breeze whistles with the palms as they dance.
One of us is doing a few gentle laps in the swimming pool, whilst another reclines on a sisal string daybed, witnessing the light bounce from blue to blue.
The chefs are whipping up a wild granadilla pavlova and blending some homemade mayonnaise that’ll accompany the crayfish on the open flame. Perhaps a few laps for me too. Another handful of roasted chilli cashew nuts and a swig of homemade ginger beer, first.
The resident chickens are sauntering through their permaculture garden as the nimble knuckles of a weaver, weaves his magic. The magic that’s seen in the baraca style roof and makuti ceilings of each bungalow. The baskets, the bowls, the beds and the broomsticks. A hedonistic dose of Afrocentric literature – plucked from the library’s shelves – has had me diving deep and surfacing clearer. Into the pool I go. Lap after gentle lap, with the colours of the sky honing in on the fire I feel inside.
Back to reclining with that view; those palms as umbrellas, those ripples on the lagoon as subtle messages from an ocean’s life, those silhouettes of the sails sketching figurines into the pink sky. Time collapses in one single moment as whispers of Ikigai linger alongside the lounger. It’s in the salty air, the sand and the stitchings of every artisan responsible for bringing Sussurro to life, and the representation of purpose and existence around it.
Luxury beach accommodation embracing ecological values
Revered by travel aficionados for its minimalist organic design and eco-conscious ethos, Sussurro is a retreat space that reflects the raw simplicity of its environment.
How many guests can this beach hideaway accommodate? Sussurro comprises of six incredibly spacious private bungalows – perfect hideaways with bounteous indoor and outdoor bathing facilities, long lagoon-facing verandas and bespoke collections of instinctively curated craftwork – an open plan kitchen that meets the dining space, a day bar, a gallery, a library, a swimming pool and a deck.
Beyond that there’s the beach and behind all of that there’s a permaculture garden where the chefs source all of the good stuff you’ll be feasting over throughout the hours of the day at this catered luxury accommodation.
A desalinisation plant has been built to water the juicy vegetables and a solar farm installed to keep those ceiling fans turning. Whatever’s not thriving in the garden will be sourced from the local markets. It’s an ocean to table, patch to plate, barrel to belly philosophy.
Wondering how you will spend your time at this luxury coastal escape? When you’re not in the pool or on a lounger, in the bathtub or on the bed under the fan, adjacent the bar with a coconut whiskey sour or experiencing an East African culinary take on mise en place, chatting to the chickens or walking that long stretch of sand; you’re at liberty to venture out and tap into the pulse of the peninsula.
Local markets, island picnics, water sports such as waterskiing and paddle boarding, snorkelling, scuba diving and sunset dhow sailing. You’ll be satiated and sully with sand.
And when it’s time to return to residence, and all of the lanterns are lit up like the phosphorescence of the lagoon, and the stars are beginning to blanket the deep blue like the soft linen blankets your sun-kissed skin after a fresh shower. And the scent of peri-peri chicken sizzles from the coals of the beach bonfire as you and your clan gather with a decent tipple and a swagger that grooves to the beat of your own African drum. You have succumbed to Sussurro’s secret and are completely in tune with the lagoon’s existence.
Reviewed by Colleen Ogilvie
Edited by Dawn Kennedy