So, Calpe. The little coastal gem that feels like a postcard you somehow get to live in. It’s known for its clear turquoise water, the famous Peñón de Ifach (that massive rock that looks like it’s keeping watch over the town), and beach views that make you forget whatever nonsense you were stressed about two days ago.
It was my first time visiting, and naturally, I managed to miss my very first ALSA bus. A proud moment. But somehow, I still made it, late, slightly flustered, but victorious. I stayed with some friends, and honestly, the entire weekend ended up being one of those rare, perfectly balanced mixes of adventure and calm.
Saturday was the highlight. We had a semi-beach day that turned into a full-blown coastal stroll, ice cream in hand, and that easy, sun-soaked kind of laughter that just happens when you’re with the right people. We walked along the coast, played games along the way, and I learned about five new card games that weekend. One of them was called Mao. And if you’ve never played… well, good luck, Charlie. The rules make zero sense at first, but after a few rounds, it somehow becomes addictive.
That night, some of my friends decided to cook a homemade dinner, and let me tell you, what a spread! Pasta, bread, salad, mini aperitivos, and of course, wine. Too much wine. But seriously, what are we gonna do with all that pasta and no wine? The best part? One of the girls was gluten-free, and our amazing hosts went out of their way to make a separate pasta just for her. Everyone felt included, and before we even took a bite, we paused to say grace.
We took a ton of photos and videos, but none of them really captured it, the warmth, the laughter, that feeling when everyone around you just gets it. It was one of those weekends that fills you up in ways you didn’t know you needed.
I know people love to glamorize moving abroad, especially to Spain, but here’s the truth: it’s not always easy. Still, weekends like this one remind me that all the paperwork, appointments, and stress were worth it (and continue to be). Your experience here is exactly what you make of it, so spend it with the right people, the ones who make even the smallest moments feel special. And if you’re not ready to handle the chaos that comes before the calm… don’t do it. Here’s to Calpe, to friendship, to too much pasta, and to my two American friends (shoutout Cassi & Jessica) who call beautiful Calpe home.
Love always,
American Girl Meets World
