“La Manga Del Mar Menor” means “The Sandbar of the Minor Sea.” A strip of land 21 kilometres long and just 100 metres wide (average) separates the Mediterranean from the Mar Menor “lagoon.” Quite an experience driving past (almost through) the vast Med on one side of the road, and the large lagoon on the other, each with white sand beaches as per norm.
The oval shaped lagoon sits alone. No “gaps” and no bridges, the “strip road” reconnects to mainland Spain at both ends, and the opposite side of the lagoon is also mainland Spain, which means it´s totally encircled by sea and land. Just the narrow road between. Sandbars under the seabed allow water to flow between it and the Med. However, the huge dramatic mountain peninsula that juts out into the lagoon means no land can be seen. As we wandered along the lagoon side, the four kilometre wide, (blue flag) playa reminded me of South Miami beach.
La Manga has a real contrast in coastline compared to the beach coves we´re surrounded by. It´s a different kind of coastal blue flag beauty where we live, the biggest playa I can think of here is about a kilometre wide. In our own little area of paradise all the playas have small red rock peninsulas between them, which means those either side can´t be seen. The closest one to where we live is like a mini, mini, version of South Miami beach and is visible from our roof terrace.
However, I think La Manga is quite unique, it´s unusual geographical landscape and topography make the whole area feel enclosed and private, in just the same way.
We went there with some friends, in our convertible, the wind blowing through our hair. Nothing special, just your average Sunday drive out really. An afternoon drink of fresh orange juice sat by the beach, then a meal at a restaurant sat by the beach. Oh it´s such a hard life!
Looking out over the Med side of the road, average sea temperature still hanging around 26 degrees C.
A beautiful layer cake.
Just missed a wedding! A layer cake of a different kind was sat inside awaiting, meanwhile everyone was sat outside a few yards away.
Couldn´t hire a helicopter at such short notice, so I borrowed this aerial view from Mr Google to give a visual perspective of the “layout.”
The Mar Menor.
Our friend Mike surveying the scene.
Dramatic mountains across the water.
Footsteps in the sand.
At the end of the day.
I sometimes wonder where else in the world we would ever want to go on “holiday.” Still haven´t thought of an answer…!