Every winter, as many as twenty couples pitch up on this site at Guardamar. Doing a six month stretch away from the UK just to stay warm and dry.
On route to yet another “resort” site, we stop off at a Monastery just west of Gandia. An order dedicated to St Jerome, who must be the local patron saint of free entry. It costs us nothing to have a look around this huge place and gardens – that’s why we’re looking so happy.
This “Med” side of Spain is overflowing with permanent ex-pats and fleeing winter-time couples. With shower cubicles that have a footprint larger than our bathroom at home; indoor and outdoor pools; fully kitted out gym; restaurant; supermarket; hairdresser; aqua classes; frequent 50k-100K bike rides plus other “community” organised events we can partly understand the attraction a site like this holds. Those that winter-over tend to own Mammoths – outfits big enough to swallow a couple of Beasties whole, with swollen extendable bellies that double the inside living space.
We pitch up and suss out the local beach. A very long deckway takes us up and over the dunes. The local B&Q must have done alright.
Saturday evening sees the blog develop a glitch . . . 🙁