Collioure was a strange one. I had planned it as an off-the-beaten-track retreat on the coast before we flew home. Little did I know that half of the UK had had the same thought. Apparently Collioure is firmly ON the beaten track!
There is no doubt that Collioure is very pretty, with colourfully painted houses and a plethora of restaurants serving tourists.
It was a lovely place to sit and watch the sun set, and people-watch.
The neighbouring town of Port Vendres was also very pretty and you can walk between the two – it takes about 20-30 minutes. En route there are some small coves for swimming. My BF went for a quick dip in the sea and took his goggles. When he came back he pronounced it the clearest water he had ever seen (and he has been to the great barrier reef and sharm el sheik). I stayed on the beach as it was only a quick dip before we went into town for dinner. The beach was NOT nice. Frankly, it smelt of shit and had flies circling, so i couldn’t relax for swatting flies away.
On the way to the airport we stopped at Argeles Plage. Another wide sandy beach with lovely clear water and views of the nearby Pyrenees.
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