It's hard to explain what we felt while visiting Mimi Calpe. It reminded me of week-ends at the old mansion of my grand parents in the south west of France. As if the time had stopped. An inimitable flair. Don't expect anonymity, a minibar, bad elevator music or fluffy corridors because you'll be thrown into something that could be the coulisse of an Agatha Christie. You'll greet your neighbours, probably sit at the same table for breakfast and enjoy a conversation with total strangers. Breakfast felt like those days after a wedding, where you sit next to the cousin of the bride and have something in common to talk about the next day. And the hotel is wonderfully located, right next to the port. We'll definitely come back to have more of Mimi Calpe.