
We have arrived in Alicante and found vibrancy and palm trees. Parks are alive with people walking, bench sitting and amiably chatting. There is a sense of time in the day to stop…no rush. And we feel welcome.

We saw this sculpture …a traveler, greeted with open arms. That is our earliest sense of this place.
On one of our first evenings we walk to the harbor at sunset.

A long gallery facing the marina is lined with people waiting and watching as the sun sets over the docked boats.


All kinds of people gather here, a group of teenage girls walking fast, talking, laughing; grandmothers, babies and busking musicians; every kind of couple, some holding hands and some not. It is clear that this is a daily tradition. We are lucky to have found it on one of our first evenings here.
And then the walk home.
