Months ago, I wrote about the golden padlocks locked to the Isabel II Bridge in Seville. Then I spotted the same tradition in Paris, on the Pont des Arts, surely one of the most romantic examples of civil engineering that anyone could find. Somewhere between finding love in Paris and stumbling across the handcuffs on the Hohenzollernbrücke Bridge in Cologne (try saying that out loud), I realised just how far the padlock tradition had spread.
Across the world’s cities…or so I thought.
Then I travelled to the least-visited part of Andalucia, the Cabo de Gata in Almeria. Guess what I found?
That’s right, a lone padlock. Well, alright, three. It’s not quite as romantic as one, but if you ever visit this deserted and windswept corner of Spain, you’ll realise that this kind of love requires true commitment…and a coat. Brr!
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