There’s a certain rhythm to mornings at Layla — soft, unhurried, and deeply alive. Before the day begins, the air is filled with the scent of the sea and the gentle rustle of palm leaves. Somewhere, a rooster calls. Cats stretch lazily in the garden, and the first rays of sunlight filter through the olive trees.

6:30 AM — First Light and Stillness
Before breakfast, the world feels new. Guests open their doors to the sound of birds and the distant hush of the waves. The pool glows a pale turquoise, untouched yet, reflecting the waking sky. A quiet walk through the gardens feels like a small meditation — the smell of rosemary, the coolness of the stone paths, the first touch of sunlight.

8:00 AM — Breakfast in The Garden
By the time the sun warms the air, breakfast begins at Doa Restaurant. Tables fill with freshly baked bread, local honey, herbs, and fruit from nearby farms. Coffee steams gently beside plates of soft cheeses and homemade jam. Conversations stay light, smiles unhurried. Every detail feels made to remind you that the morning is yours.

10:00 AM — The Slow Start of the Day
After breakfast, some guests retreat to the hammocks under the trees, others stroll toward the beach or the yoga deck. There’s no rush — just the quiet hum of life beginning to unfold. The hotel cat might wander by your table. A breeze moves the curtains. Somewhere in the distance, a peacock cries out.

At Layla, mornings aren’t a time to prepare for the day — they are the day. A moment to reconnect with yourself, the sun, and the stillness that lives between them.