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beach front villa – Denia |
A weekend trip takes us to the historic towns of Denia and Cullera south of Valencia.
We arrive in the evening at a parking directly at the beach of Denia, where camping is not allowed but it’s no problem to park there with the caravan. (38°50’52.8″N 0°06’08.2″E)
We are the only car that night and have an empty beach in front of us. It’s just a short walk to the restaurants next to the big harbour of Denia, where we go for dinner before we spend a calm night.
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parking at the beach and close to the town of Denia |
The next morning we take a walk along the beach which we could follow north until Cullera. But we turn around for our breakfast before we drive to the other end of the harbour (Parking: 38°50’11.0″N 0°07’11.0″E)
We take a stroll through the marina and along the restaurants where we discover a vegetarian restaurant called Sunrise Eatery. After admiring all the different boats and the view we head into town. We walk up the famous Marques de Campos main street with shops and restaurants. From there it’s not far to the castle, which gives you a nice view over the town with its harbour and the Montgo mountain in the south.
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Marina de Denia |
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Denia and it’s castle from the marina |
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Marques de Campo – Denia |
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Umberto Masetti – world champion 1950 -52 500cc |
Back at the caravan we drive north along the coast. There is a main road along the coast for many kilometers, which suddenly ends at a small creek. A sign “Peligro! Fin de carretera” warned us, but we couldn’t believe it before we saw it and had to turn around.
We have to take the N332 through Oliva, but then we found smaller roads via Piles leading to Grau de Gandia along the coast again. Some are a little bit narrow for us with the uncoming traffic but the spanish drivers were pacient as always.
We reached the port of Gandía where we stopped at a big empty parking directly at the harbour.
(38°59’39.0″N 0°09’34.8″W) We made a stroll to the marina and the beach to the north before we took the road north again.
Cullera with it’s name written in big letters on the mountain has a beautiful church next to the castle above town. It offers a big area for caravans, which is well used. (39°09’20.1″N 0°14’30.5″W)
We parked on the street behind the modern apartment building at the beach, but you could also park behind the dunes close to the mouth of the Jucar river.
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caravan parking behind the dunes of Cullera beach |
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beach infront of the aparmtent building where we parked |
We take a look around at sunset before we spend a comfortable night while the caravan swings like a cradle in the storm which started during the night.
In the morning it’s sunny and we take a walk along the beach which is wide and beautiful.
Along the beach front with the more or less modern apartment blocks
we encountered some old little houses which still have a lot of charme.


On the way back the weather changes and rain and heavy wind make us race back home. We decide to wait until it gets better before we walk into town and up to the castle.
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Cullera beach |
But then the phone rings and our son asks us to pick him up. He is not far from us with his bike fighting the storm from the front and the heavy rain. We have pitty and leave to pick him up, postponing the town of Cullera to another weekend.