When it comes to travel, I am not typically a creature of habit. I love nothing more than waking up somewhere new, and as a travel writer, I have made a career out of visiting different places.
However, since moving to Barcelona at the start of 2020, there is one place that has changed my mind on the repeat holiday: Cadaqués, on the Costa Brava. While it was unknown to me before I moved to the Catalan capital, once I started making connections here, this little town, loved for its artistic spirit, kept cropping up.
When my parents finally managed to fit in a trip between Covid lockdowns to see my new home, I knew a trip to Cadaqués would have to be on the cards. A few years later, it was the first trip my now-husband and I took together. There have been many other return visits in between, too, whether for a long summer weekend or a blue-skied Christmas break.
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Just over two hours’ drive north of Barcelona, on the northern stretch of the Costa Brava and close to the French border, the town has avoided the fate of mass development that has plagued some of its neighbours. A strike of luck thanks to its tucked away position; curving around a calm horseshoe-shaped bay, it’s only reachable by one small road that bends through the hills behind, testing my travel sickness every time.
