By Lucy Kite

PUBLISHED: 07:04 EST, 8 July 2012 | UPDATED: 07:41 EST, 8 July 2012

Formentera is a hop and a skip from hedonistic Ibiza and the destination for my week of bliss. There is no airport here the only person with enough land to build one has chosen not to for fear of ruining the island.

So after a 30-minute boat trip from Ibiza Town and a short taxi ride, I find myself at the Gecko Beach Club. It is the island's premiere luxury hotel and home to young, beautiful bar staff, bleached wood rooms, palm-tree-lined gardens and me, for the next four days.

Into the groove: Lucy (front of shot) is put through her paces by instructor Jax

This isn't your typical yoga retreat. Here there is food, fun and as much guilt-free wine as you desire. But you don't come on a break like this unless you need to be nurtured, recharged and feel human again.

The therapy begins at the first class that afternoon, where we are told to stop thinking and start feeling. If that means I'll end up looking like our teacher Jax May Lysycia (supermodel/mermaid), then count me in.

Jax takes her nervous students, who range from yoga virgins to advanced teachers, through a two-hour session and by the end we feel amazing and starving hungry, ready for dinner.

The food here is fairly basic for the yoga group not quite birdseed but certainly vegetarian but it's tasty and we feel better for it, if not a bit smug for being so healthy. I slope off for an early night and the best sleep I've had in weeks.

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Yoga retreats: Feeling better in Formentera, just a hop from Ibiza