We went to southern Spain for our holiday this year – I have been at pains to make sure that everyone knew we weren’t going on a McHoliday to Blackpool-in-the-Sun but once we got there we realised that whilst there aren’t a vast number of British holidaymakers on the Costa Calida there are plenty of expats. There were a couple of English radio stations and plenty of English speakers in the shops; handy really given that the Yorkshireman speaks but a few words of Spanish and that is still a few words more than I do.
I felt a bit outside my comfort zone being in a country in which I couldn’t understand the language at all – our last few trips abroad have been to the French speaking region of Switzerland (waves to GGM) and I speak French well enough that once it’s combined with a bit of international hand waving and facial expression wrangling (yes I do look like a loon), I can more often than not make myself understood. Being able to understand the basics of a language makes life so much easier I find.
We didn’t do much whilst we were away; the weather was glorious so we indulged in lots of beach time and relaxing on the roof terrace of our holiday let. We did a bit of sightseeing but Little’un would quickly get bored so chilling out by the sea suited us all.
Murcia, whilst beautiful in places, isn’t the prettiest part of Spain and the some urban areas looked badly cared for in the extreme. There is a massive problem with litter and graffiti in a lot of places. That said, the beaches were all pristine and had great facilities with the bigger ones having public toilets and play areas for kids. The beach where we stayed at La Azohia was fabulous – small but sandy with interesting shells, pebbles and rock pools and a gentle slope out to a crystal clear sea. A couple of cafes nearby meant that there was somewhere to buy a drink and an ice-cream and to get out of the sun for a while. We went a bit further afield and tried other beaches but came back to this one every time.
We took the nursery Holiday Bear with us and somehow managed to get it back to the UK intact and unlost. I spent more time worrying about its whereabouts and safety than I really wanted to but hey-ho, we will be doing a wonderful writeup for it and Little’un will be able to show off a bit to her friends so I suppose it was worth it!
I certainly hope to return to the Costa Calida at some point, especially the little beach at La Azohia. I think I may learn some Spanish first though.