We arrive in Denia and try to find our hotel, we know which road it is on, but this does not make it any easier as there is no pattern to the number of the houses, we give up and head in to the town centre and find the tourist information office. They direct us to the hotel (it is only a small hotel)
We arrive and the room is cosy enough, it is a small family run hotel and the woman on duty does not have a great deal of spoken English,, this is when it hits me we are really going to have to learn another language!!!!!
The room is cosy enough, but it is the outside that attracted me to this place it is beautiful with so much greenery and flowers hanging everywhere.
We go for a walk and grab something to eat over looking the beach, this is what we came for, the tapas is fantastic and the view is even better!
We take our first steps by the Med and it is all we remember, soft golden sand and clear blue water, we feel like we have come home!
That evening we have dinner at our hotel and the restaurant is beautiful and the food is delicious, so much fresh fish and sea food, the tapas selection is everything we wanted.
We sit back with a glass of wine and realise we are 2 of the luckiest people alive, we thank our lucky stars for all the opportunities we have been given and realise you are never too old to chase the life you want.
You just have to have the conviction to go for it (and the ability to leave all your material belongings behind!)
That night we go to bed still happy in the knowledge we have done it!
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