My parents went on holiday to Menorca every year before they retired. I used to think they lacked imagination. There is a whole world to explore – the lagoons of Fiji, the powder white sands of Tahiti, the lakes of Italy, the buzz of LA. There’s so much to see and so little time – why return again and again to the same place?
I never saw myself going on a package holiday to Europe. I was a backpacker, destined to explore far-flung places and experience different cultures. Then I had twins. The idea of package holidays suddenly became appealing.
Having just got back from two weeks on the second largest of the Balearic islands, I can now see its draw.
The friendly little island of Menorca is just a two-hour hop away, yet when you ditch the tourist trail in favour of the hidden coves you could easily be mistaken for thinking you’ve landed somewhere in the South Pacific. Some of the gems are only accessible by hiking trail or, if you’re lucky enough, by boat.
It’s a place to experience pristine pine fringed beaches, take a dip in turquoise waters and get away from it all. There are busy tourist resorts, but given the island has almost as many beaches as Ibiza and Mallorca put together, there are plenty to go around if you make the effort to explore.
If you’re looking for a holiday close to home, where children are not only welcomed but celebrated, with plenty of unspoilt beaches, Menorca could well be the place you’ve been searching for.
I loved every minute of my time there and will definitely return. Does this mean that I’m turning into my parents?!!!
(This post was not sponsored by the Menorca Tourist Board by the way, although if they would like to offer me a free holiday I would be happy to accept ;-))
PS When I’ve worked my way through 60kg of washing I’ll blog some more about the holiday.