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The Mar Menor region of southern Spain is renowned as one of the most therapeutic and relaxing holiday destinations in Europe.

Armed with his Spanish O-Level (Grade C) Peter Barron finds out if the reputation is deserved

PEPE, the man down the tennis club, threw his arms in the air in exasperation and looked at me as if I was crazy. "El mundo entero sabe que Espana es caliente," he exclaimed, with half a smile, half a scowl on his leathery, tanned face. "The whole world knows that Spain is hot."

Not the type to want to sit around the beach all day, I'd been trying to book a tennis court at the local club in Los Alcazares, just as I had on nearly every day of the holiday.

It had developed into a farcical daily linguistic battle with Pepe, whose English was about as good as my rusty Spanish.

On this particular day, he'd offered me "cinco" - five o'clock in the afternoon - knowing full well I'd told him on previous days that it would be too hot for a mere Englishman to cope with.

"No, no, caliente, caliente," I'd appealed, pointing at the sun, and asking for eight the following morning when it would be cool. That was the point at which he'd become exasperated and, in the end, I gave up and ordered "dos cervezas por favour" instead, for my wife and myself.

Yes, as, apparently, the whole world knows, Spain certainly is hot.

The average temperature on Mar Menor, for June, July, August and September, is 21 degrees centigrade, although it was regularly higher than 30 while we were there at the end of July.

But one of the attractions of this part of Spain is that, unless you're running around in the midday sun trying to be Rafael Nadal, the heat is bearable because of the pleasant breeze coming in off the Mar Menor.

It's the best of both worlds - hot enough to get a good tan but not overwhelming or inescapable.

Apart from the obvious benefits of the climate, the Mar Menor itself is the other main reason for heading to this part of the world, via a two-anda- half-hour flight from Newcastle to Murcia. It is actually a salt water lagoon - the largest in Europe - tucked in beside the Mediterranean, and that's what makes it so uniquely appealing.

THERE are no tides and the water around the various beaches gets no deeper than seven metres, making it ideal for young families. The high content of salt, magnesium, calcium, sodium, bromine, iodine and fluoride is also said to make the Mar Menor a firstclass stress-buster, as well as effective therapy for arthritis, rheumatism and tendonitis.

Thankfully, I don't yet suffer from any of the last three, but I can certainly vouch for the relaxing qualities of a leisurely dip in the lagoon.

Early evening is the best time to go, with the sun relenting, inspiring views across to the hills and the La Manga strip, and the water the temperature of a nicely heated swimming pool.

Indeed, it's the first holiday destination I can remember, including the south of France, when my wife and four children didn't have to be coaxed in to brave the first, cold plunge in the sea.

We stayed in Los Alcazares, a developing, well-equipped resort, with good beaches - mostly protected by jelly fish nets - loads of bars and restaurants, supermarkets and a good balance of Spanish and English cultures. For those who want a taste of home, fish, chips and mushy peas are easy to find, but the old town retains enough traditional Spanish charm to satisfy tourists who want to leave England well behind with a plate of paella and a jug of sangria.

The locals seem to have an obsession with small dogs and sitting out until late playing open-air dominoes.

Every Tuesday, there is a bustling market, brimful of characters and bargains, but it's thirsty work.

On the downside, there is still quite a lot of building taking place, with its inevitable teething problems.

The resort is sufficiently spread out to make car rental highly desirable but, be warned, finding a car parking space anywhere near a beach is a nightmare.

For a change of scenery, we thoroughly enjoyed a half-hour ferry trip across the lagoon to La Manga. The ferry can be boarded in Los Alcazares itself, but we chose to drive the 15 minutes or so north to Santiago de la Ribera, for one of the regular sailings across to the Port of Tomas Maestre. Just a short walk from the port is a fantastic grassfringed beach, with the most tranquil, crystal-clear water imaginable.

ON another day, we headed south on the coast road for 20 minutes or so and came across Cabo De Palos, which is just outside the lagoon boundaries and, therefore, offers a change of pace as far as the sea is concerned. In place of the stillness of the salt lake are the crashing waves of the Mediterranean, providing an exhilarating contrast and bags of fun.

As we always do at the end of our holidays, we went round the table, asking for marks out of ten. Our tenday stay in Los Alcazares scored an average of eight with our family of six.

"It would have been ten if you'd stayed at home," said 13-year-old Jack, who thinks he's funny.

We came back well rested, well tanned and we'd be happy to go again. The weather is superb, the lagoon of Mar Menor is wonderfully relaxing, eating out is good value for money and there's plenty to do and see - even if you can't persuade Pepe to give you an early tennis court.

10:02am Saturday 8th December 2007

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