Torrevieja is a place in Spain. I know this because I spent a week there in 2013. Apparently.
I can remember part of the flight, I can remember my mate’s wedding, I can remember waking up outside a police station and crying all the way back to the rented accommodation as I’d had a message from my cousin saying my Great Aunt had died (and I was still very, very pissed).
I can also remember the stack of DVDs that was next to the modest TV in our temporary living room. The first Peter Jackson Lord of the Rings film, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon and a fucking HORRIBLE “Torture Porn” starring an elephantine Michael Madsen.
One film stood out. Meltdown. It had Jet Li on the front cover and nothing else. That was enough for me.
The blokes I was in Spain with were out climbing rocks or diving or something, not the life for me. I put on my plimsolls, trotted down to the local shop and bought two crates of lager. Continue reading