Although we didn’t totally love our Sitges hotel we did love its location – overlooking the Aiguadolc Marina and a ten minute stroll into the old town along a boardwalk by the sea. A gorgeous walk – the fact Son didn’t moan once shows what a hit it was to wander and take in the sights and sounds of Sitges.
It is such an attractive little resort, fairly lively with lots of families during the daytime – apparently it is much livelier with a very different sort of vibe at night but we were tucked up early and didn’t experience this. I read somewhere that it is a bit like Barcelona’s Brighton. A former fishing village, it definitely retains its small town charm. Apparently in the early 1900’s it was a Bohemian hotbed for artists, painters and writers, became a discreet refuge for artists and free thinkers under the Franco regime and then in the 1960’s and 70’s turned into a party town. To us it felt quite stylish and a bit arty.
The old town is gorgeous – lots of historic buildings and lovely architecture with a bit of Renaissance, Art Nouveau and plenty of Art Deco. The young men of Sitges went to the New World (especially Cuba) to seek their fortunes and returned home to build ornate houses to show off the money they had made.
Thankfully in Sitges there are none of the horrible, high rise hotels that feature further along the coast here. The atmosphere felt very cultured, we loved the baroque church and all the grand old houses that have been converted into galleries and museums. It is a perfect place for strolling and wandering – old streets with wonderful buildings to savour.
The seafront promenade is lined with palm trees. We didn’t venture onto the beach but the one closest to the old town looked very nice – sheltered with lots of families enjoying the sands but at all packed. There were walkways to the waterfront and lots of beach huts/small bar restaurant places selling food, drinks and pedalo hire. We did see another beach beyond this one, let’s just say the sights there were a bit more risque, Son was quite intrigued but we didn’t linger.
Behind the beaches is a lovely promenade with rows of restaurants, bars and ice-cream parlours. We took up position at one of these places, Son had his ice-cream and we sipped on mojitos as we looked out over the sea. A perfect place to sit and watch the world go by – the whole promenade was buzzing as people meandered, cycled or rollerbladed along taking in the sea air. The restaurants didn’t really seem like tourist traps but we definitely paid a premium for the sea view.
Back to the hotel and after a rest and freshen up we walked the short distance back down to the marina. A wealth of restaurants to choose from here, we arrived at 8pm and they were all empty. We picked one with a great view of the boats and had a delicious meal – fish and fresh vegetables washed down with a bottle of Cava. A lovely end to a great holiday.