A Quiet Week in Benidorm: Sun, Family and Small Moments

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I flew out of Stansted Airport to Spain, looking for a break from the stress of London.

I went to Benidorm, where my uncle lives, and it was exactly what I needed a chance to relax, walk along the beach, and just breathe.

I spent afternoons in the old town, sipped beers by the shore, and even did some long coastal walks.

One morning, I hiked up to the big cross on the hill La Cruz. The sunrise was incredible, and I got a special photo of myself there.

Later, I met a girl and a guy at the hotel two really nice people and we went out in central Benidorm, enjoying the nightlife.

The next day, they left, and it rained, which felt a bit sad. But the morning, I woke up to an amazing sununrise and went to see my uncle.

We spent the day talking about life, England, and family. I learned so much about him, things I never knew, like how he lost his daughter when she was young, and about my aunt, who passed away a few years ago.

I saw his house, his garden, even a lemon tree where he laid a bit of her ashes. We had food, we drank, and we really connected for the first time.

After that, I went back to the hotel for my last night more beach time, some shopping, and one last meal at a lovely restaurant.

On the flight back to England, I read a book on self-care, and I realized how much I had grown.

Since I’ve been home, I’ve been doing little bits of work on the house.

The highlightbof my trip without a doubt, was reconnecting with family and capturing that perfect photo by La Cruz.