Our three-week July visit back to the UK was as hectic and fabulous as ever although we were actually only in England for six days. We spent the rest of the time indulging in too much gin, eating our body weight in seafood and sitting on the beach in Spain.
Much of my childhood was spent at our family appartment in Spain and being back there after a two-year-emigrating hiatus really was better than I could have imagined. We were there with my parents and we really, truly relaxed in a way that I have realised you never quite do when you’re always off to new places. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just a different feeling of relaxation when you are in a place you’ve known for 20 years. I went to my favourite bakery for pastries and bread in the mornings, visited my favourite bar for the best G&T’s (boy do the Sapnish know how to serve Gin), scoffed moules marinière at lunchtime, barbequed up a storm in the evenings, perused the Tuesday market for fresh produce and sat on the beach until 8.30pm as well as reading far too many books, not swimming enough laps in the pool and only discovering the joy of table football on the last night.
One of the highlights of our trip was discovering the lovely Sebastian en Perla Blanca restaurant in nearby Peniscola. My parents have been before and knew to book well in advance for Dave’s birthday meal, thankfully they also managed to squeeze us in on our last day too. The food is fantastic, the service is first class and the views are extraordinary – a real must if you are in the area, although you do need to book.
Anyway, enough of my waffling, I’ll let the pictures tell you the rest.
Huge thanks to my amazing parents for a seriously awesome holiday – same time next year?