There’s much to be said for the wisdom of crowds – though not, perhaps, at Alicante-Elche airport. Follow the hordes spilling out of arrivals and you’ll be deposited, efficiently and unquestioningly, on Spain’s Costa Blanca. For many years, I followed the that trend, elbowing my way onto packed buses heading north to equally rammed beaches.
Eventually, curiosity got the better of me and I turned towards the neglected second half of the airport’s double-barrelled name. One short bus journey later and I had traded the beach for an oasis. A trade I’d make again in a heartbeat.
