It´s funny how things work out sometimes. We all make plans and, some of us, even go as far as making bucket lists. I´m most certainly one of those people. I make lists for everything. Lists of work goals, lists of life goals, lists of things I want to do and places I want to see. Some of these lists being easy to accomplish while others, hmm, let´s just say: debatable.
So; you may be wondering; what´s this got to do with Alcoy? Well; simple. When I first moved to mainland Spain, four years ago now, I was bright eyed, bushy tailed and eager to get to know my new country. I sat down with a pen, my much loved notebook and a map. I started making a list of places I wanted to visit within a two hour radius of where I was living. A realistic bucket list, or at least, that´s what I thought at the time.
Made the connection yet? Yes, I knew you would. One of the lovely places that was lucky enough to make it into my trusty notebook, and onto that glorious list, was Alcoy. Sadly though, I didn´t get to see it before I moved to Córdoba.
That said; once I moved back here, to Murcia, I dragged out that little list, which, by then, had started to gather a thick layer of dust. I vowed to myself there and then to start ticking these places off my list. So; I thought – why not share my experience with all of you?
Enough rambling, onto Alcoy.
When I first heard of Alcoy I was immediately intrigued by it. First of all, because the guidebooks I had read had referred to it as “The real Spain”, quite a bold statement if you ask me. And, secondly, because of its nickname: the City of Bridges. Having been there I can see what the guidebooks meant.
The minute you enter Alcoy you are faced with a mass of Bridges. Alcoy, being a town with many furrowed cliffs and steep drops, needs these bridges due to the natural lie of the land. Some of the bridges date back to the 17th century. Apart from their functional uses, such as providing access to both the industries which border the River Riquer and the more modern parts of the town, they are structurally stunning.
So; apart from the bridges, what has Alcoy got to offer? And, more importantly, why has it been referred to as “The real Spain”? That, I believe, is due to the evident remains of the cultures that once occupied this town. The Moors occupied Alcoy from the tenth to the thirteenth century. Their imprint has remained throughout the centuries and, quite strangely, the Moorish ruins lie beneath the modern day town. It seems that from the fifteenth century, when Alcoy came to prominence and its military might was invaluable to the Alicante region, that Alcoy began to construct a new town. I would imagine, as I haven´t read much on this, that the purpose for this was to accommodate the growth of the town. However, nowadays the town that lies below is not functional and all that remains are ruins. While it is a shame to see a mass of ruins lying below the town, it does add a touch of quirkiness.
Today, Alcoy is a lovely town. As you walk through the streets you get a sense of pride from its inhabitants. One thing that struck me as I walked around was the people. They were all dressed so well and each and every one of them was so friendly. I particularly loved Plaza España as not only was it surrounded by classic architecture but it seemed to be a meeting spot for some of its locals. It was filled with a buzz between the people congregated in the central square and the little shops which had brought their products out onto the street to make shopping a much more inviting experience.
I also loved the little parks that were dotted around this quaint town. They were filled with people and animals and, overall, were pleasant places to visit.
So; the only question that remains is: Is Alcoy worth a visit? Most certainly. Alcoy is a unique town with lots to see. It makes a refreshing change to the busier international holiday resorts in the area. This inland little hub is surrounded by mountains which serve as a backdrop to every street. The natural lie of the land itself is visually pleasing and the numerous bridges and viaduct are spectacular. Alcoy offers something a little different and its people are so welcoming and traditional that it´s a delight to spend time there. While Alcoy may not be everyone´s cup of tea, it´s most certainly a place that can be appreciated by all: especially if you´re keen on history!
I hope that you enjoyed reading about my little trip and that you´ve all had a fantastic weekend.
Thank you for reading and I will talk to you in my next post.
10 thoughts on “Alcoy: The City of Bridges.”
Fascinating and really excellent captured… 🙂
Thanks so much for such a lovely comment! It means a lot! It´s such an unusual place. Very different from other places I´ve been to! Enjoy the rest of your Sunday! 🙂
Beautiful post! Thanks for sharing 🙂 anne
Snap, I was just reading your blog as you posted this! Incredible photo of the heron, Anne! Hope you´ve had an amazing weekend! 🙂
The weather in phoenix is wonderful at this time of year so thank you, yes. Hope Spain is warming up nicely.
It is most certainly starting to warm up! Very welcome after the winter! Looking forward to seeing the photo of the bald eagle! 🙂
It was posted at the time but my tagging is rubbish so I will have a look for it! I think the post might be ‘a day full of surprises’
I will go and have a little search for it now! Thank you, Anne! 🙂
I really enjoyed your post, Gianna. Alcoy looks so charming, and I love the bridges and the beautiful architecture. The parks must be so lovely in Spring. 🙂
Thanks so much, Sylvia! It was really charming and very different from many of the places I have visited before. It´s just so strange seeing a modern day, fully functional town resting on the ruins of the previous settlement! 🙂