Costa Lifestyle

Spanish wines and wine regions along the Costa Blanca

There are places where wine is just a drink — and places where it tells a story. The Costa Blanca belongs firmly to the latter. Here, between the rolling hills of the Marina Alta and the sun-drenched plains around Villena, wine grows quietly. No mass production, no flashy labels — just honest grapes, passionate winemakers and a landscape that reveals more than you’d expect at first glance. Time, then, for […]

04/09/2025 5

Viva Cultura

The blue domes of the Costa Blanca

If you, like me, often find yourself wandering around the Costa Blanca, you’ve probably noticed them too: those charming whitewashed villages with, towering above them all… a striking blue dome. One of those features that makes you think: who ever decided that was a good idea? And why do you see so many of them here? So, here it is: the story of the blue domes of the Costa Blanca. […]

04/03/2025 10

Casa Y Vida

Modern villas: from scepticism to curiosity

It all started with a road trip from Málaga to Valencia. Eight hours in the car, just me, my thoughts, and a playlist that aged badly by hour three. Somewhere near Benidorm, as I was questioning my life choices, something else caught my attention: massive construction sites. Modern villas popping up like mushrooms after rain. After a few days in Valencia, I decided to take my time heading back. I’d […]

04/02/2025 2

Gusto

Mercat del Riurau: the scents and flavours of a Sunday morning in Jesús Pobre

I have a real soft spot for markets. You might’ve read about it in one of my earlier stories here on the site.Anyone arriving in Jesús Pobre on a Sunday morning senses it straight away: the Mercat del Riurau isn’t just any market. It’s an ode to craftsmanship, simplicity, and flavour. Beneath the shade of ancient olive trees, on the inner courtyard of a beautifully restored riurau, local producers gather […]

03/31/2025 6

Viva Cultura

Mañana, mañana: why the slow Spanish life isn’t lazy — it’s cultural

When I first moved to Spain, I genuinely thought my installer had passed away. Not because he was ill, but because he’d promised me three times that he’d come “mañana,” which I naively interpreted as “I’ll be there tomorrow.” Then he disappeared for four full days. No call, no message—nothing. I pictured the whole thing: grieving family, me at the doorstep with flowers. But on day five, he walked in […]

03/28/2025 10