Lontana is the house of my summers.
It is located in the south of Spain, in a coastal town in the province of Huelva called El Rompido.
The reason why a Catalan like me has this connection is simple: my father, also from Barcelona, was assigned in the 1960s to join the army in Seville, a neighboring city from Huelva, but without the privilege of the beach; so, when the heat was severe in August, Jordi would travel a few kilometers towards Portugal in search of sand and the Atlantic.