This story told by her brings us closer to one of the many stories lived at Bonterra Resort.

I would like to tell you a bit about my story and the relationship I have with you.

The first time I went to Bonterra I was three years old. My parents went from Asturias to spend a few days and when they saw the campsite and the beach, they took the car and returned to Gijón to pick up my sister and me. We were spending the summer at your campsite for many years and, although more than once we spent our holidays in other destinations, none of them convinced us and we ended up going to Bonterra again.

In the year 92 I went with the one who would be my husband and he immediately fell in love with Benicàssim. So, we repeated every year without fail until 1997, which was when my son was born. And for 1998 we returned, but now there were three of us.

Since that year we have not missed a single one. Anyone told my son that we were not going. He has grown up on your campsite and has a huge number of friends, with whom he maintains a precious friendship to this day. The goodbyes at the end of the holidays were real events: early rises to say goodbye, tears … well, a displeasure that would heal the following year. In fact, their friendship is so strong that at least once a year, apart from the summer, they meet at a midpoint on the map.

He always tells me that he loves Benicàssim. He is 23 years old and still comes with us on vacation when we go to Bonterra.

And we also have a lot of friends that we keep in touch with all the year. In fact, we juggle a thousand times so that we can all coincide at the campsite during the holidays.

In recent years we failed only in 2017 for work reasons (my son’s little anger) and in 2020, the unnamable year. Let’s hope that the year 2021 allows us to return with the usual normality because this year I missed the sun of my Benicàssim.

I needed to tell you my story so that you know how important you are in our lives.

Thank you for reading me and for being and being part of my life.

A big hug.

Ana

P.S. Ah, I forgot. In that pool we learned to swim my sisters and my son. Great memories that crowd me and that if I start, I would have for a book.

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Would you like to tell us your story with Bonterra Resort like Ana did? Write us an email to info@bonterraresort.com, adding some photos of your experiences.