I’d been to Spain a lot when I was younger. Mainly on those package holidays most people I know did in the nineties. And while I’d always enjoyed my time there, in recent years I’d written off large swathes of the country, which I thought were overly-resorty and, well, full of English tourists. However, I’ve recently been lucky enough to see a different side of this magical Mediterranean country.
I have a confession. I’d never really heard of Montenegro until a few years ago. The passing mention of the former Yugoslavian country on Eurovision each year was perhaps as far as my awareness stretched. But, my God! I had no idea what I’d been missing.
Saltburn sits quite prettily between the rugged and imposing beauty of Huntcliff to the South and the sprawling industrial landscape of Teesside to the north. On the day we went the wind coming in off the north sea was biting and the waves were raging. The perfect weather to blow any festive cobwebs away.
Arriving in Antwerp, I was instantly struck by the clash of worlds that exists in the city. In the main square, tourists can find the quaint chocolate-box vision of Belgium – synonymous with places like Brussels and Bruges. Over at the city’s port they can get an insight into the importance of Antwerp as a trading power. Meanwhile the buzz around The Zuit neighbourhood nods to Antwerp’s trendy, design-led future.