Discover Cazorla: Spain’s Biggest National Park

I had heard several times that Cazorla was beautiful and full of nature but I had not really pencilled it in for a visit. I knew I would go one day but we were always saying “let’s wait for the spring so it’s not too cold or too hot.” 

As a push is sometimes needed, when my boyfriend’s friends invited me into a Whatsapp group to organise a weekend stay in Cazorla for April, I did a bit of Googling and was definitely up for the idea! The pictures looked lovely- lots and lots of greenery which can be a bit sparse in the drier regions of Spain. Here in Córdoba, we had endured 6 straight weeks of torrential rain which was becoming sooo tedious (not to mention the shoes and hairstyles it was ruining daily) despite the fact we can acknowledge how much rain is needed here sometimes.

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Love Letter to Torre del Mar, Costa del Sol


Torre del Mar photographed from the Paseo Marítimo

Dear Torre del Mar,

I admit it. I had never heard of you, two years ago. You, the quaint, quiet fishing beach-town on the East side of the Costa del Sol. And how I wish I had done! You had never appeared in holiday brochures or on the type of TV programme which brings shame on the drunken Brit abroad archetype… no. 

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Discover the Magic of Málaga Centre

IMG_1226The Alcazaba of Málaga

It amazes me sometimes how Málaga’s city centre is not celebrated much more in travel blogs and Instagram pages. Especially given how accessible it is, with cheap flights into Málaga’s airport daily and its mild, sunny winters and not too oppressive hot summers. 

“I think Málaga is quite the unsung star of Europe!”

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Where to see the Best Flamenco in Córdoba, Spain


When I was a child, if anyone ever mentioned Spain, my mind would instantly be filled with images of whirling dancers, red skirts swishing round and castanets clicking, with onlookers clapping and shouting “¡Olé!”. 

When I was 27, I moved to Spain. Andalucía, to be precise- the birthplace of Flamenco. I soon realised that my young imaginings were not as naïve as they seemed; rather, the culture of Flamenco penetrates the ground and the air here. 

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