Ana Ivanović on Mallorca: Between Beach, Tennis and Everyday Family Chaos

Deià instead of the spotlight: A return to slowness

On a late morning in Deià, when the stones of the alleys are warmed by the sun and the boats in the small harbor gently rock, a familiar sight can be observed: Ana Ivanović, barefoot, with tousled hair and a tennis racket in the trunk. Not a Hollywood production, but rather a series of small habits that together create stability. You can hear the distant clinking of the fishing boats, the hum of cicadas and sometimes a church bell — and in the middle of it, conversations about toys, packed lunches and the next training shot.

Sport as an anchor, but not a stage

Tennis remains her anchor. This is not a headline, this is everyday life: on the slightly older hard courts of the island, when the morning mist has just lifted and a light sea breeze moves through the pines, you can find Ana training. Not to perform for fans, but because movement gives structure. These are not pro-level training sessions from her glory days, but rhythmic habits — serve, short sprint, rest break, espresso afterwards. The court feels familiar, almost like a secret garden, and the few who are there early know the quiet ritual: greeting, rallies, an approving nod.

Midday rituals and the sound of the coast

A lunch at Ca's Patro March has become a fixture, detailed in Ana Ivanović vive retirada en Deià: entrenamientos de tenis al amanecer, almuerzos en Ca’s Patro March y una vida cotidiana en la que la estabilidad prima sobre la sensación. Fresh fish, a glass of white wine, the rocks that act like a patient audience — and conversations that remain casual. Ana doesn't plunge into big appearances; her photos are snippets, not premieres. You see sandcastles, small hands reaching for her, and an espresso taken without posing. In the alleys it smells of sea and fried fish, seagulls argue loudly over crumbs, and neighbors greet each other warmly because people know one another — and that is appreciated.

Family: calm instead of sensation

The family routine feels almost craftlike: tennis in the mornings, beach in the afternoons, reading aloud and teeth brushing in the evenings. It's the small repetitions that organize the day. Ana does not present herself as a celeb who shares every moment, but as a mother who speaks with genuine closeness — without the camera as a filter. There are days of overwhelm, like in every family: a lost shoe, a missed school performance, rain that disrupts the beach visit. And there are the other days that right themselves: laughter about wet trousers, sand in the hair, and conversations about football or small discoveries on the beach.

A new chapter, not a headline

The end of a long relationship has left its marks; there are no grand words, as noted in Divorcio en Mallorca: Ana Ivanović presenta los papeles – cómo reacciona la isla. Instead you see pragmatism, occasional dry humor and the attempt to reorder the rhythm. Rumors about new acquaintances remain rumors — something else seems more important at the moment: daily rhythms aligned with sun, sport and family. Ana seems not to see Mallorca as a stage, but as a place to slowly learn to breathe again. The island gives space: for calm, for small mistakes, for improvisation.

Why this suits Mallorca

Such retreats are typical for the island. Here the sound of the waves connects with the sounds of everyday life — children laughing, rolled tennis balls on the court, the gurgle of an espresso on the terrace. It's good for Mallorca when familiar faces do not only bring show, but also carry the local rhythm: they visit the same places, meet the same people, and remind that island life consists of many small habits, not grand premieres.

In Deià a piece of normality remains: Ana walking with sand between her toes, two small hands holding her jacket, and a court where the ball quietly taps the hard surface — this is the small, unspectacular poetry of everyday life.