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From Soho’s buzz and Mayfair’s boutiques to Covent Garden’s theatres, there is no denying that London is one of the greatest cities on earth. Admire the masterpiece-strewn walls of the Tate Modern, enjoy the pageantry of the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace, or pop into Shakespeare’s Globe to see a play performed in iambic pentameter. At just 25 miles east, Tilbury serves as a gateway to it all—but for those who prefer to stay closer to port, the town has stories of its own to tell as the place where Elizabeth I rallied her troops against the Spanish Armada in 1588.

Loved by Italian urbanites yet little known outside Rome, this insider escape on the Monte Argentario peninsula is a harbor of bobbing megayachts and restaurants that rival the mainland. Steep cliffs tumble into crystalline seas and secret coves, all presided over by the 17th-century Spanish-built Fortezza Spagnola. Venture out to explore Argentario’s hidden bays and headlands, looking for Roman-built villas as you take in the view to islands in the distance, the start of the Tuscan Archipelago National Park.

Lipari, the largest of the seven Aeolian Islands, tempts with simple pleasures: a sun-soaked afternoon at Ponente Beach channeling the country’s famous dolce far niente, or a stroll along the harborfront, gelato in hand. Settled since 5,000 BC for its gleaming black obsidian, it later became a Carthaginian naval base, fell to the Romans in 252 BC, and then withstood centuries of pirate raids that left the acropolis crowned with towering walls.

Despite being forged by shipyards, textiles, and fishing from the Middle Ages onwards, coastal A Coruña (or La Coruña in Castellano) has always kept its heart in Plaza de María Pita. Named for the woman who famously rallied the city against a siege in 1589, the square remains the city’s proud center stage. Domed city hall presides over arcades of glass-fronted galleries that sparkle in Galician light, while nearby lanes tempt hungry travelers with empanadas and pulpo a la gallega paired with crisp Albariño.

In the early 20th century, King Alfonso XIII built his summer palace in Santander, and the royal spirit still lingers in pastel villas, sweeping promenades, and the golden crescent of El Sardinero Beach. In 1941 a devastating fire erased much of the medieval heart, forcing the city to reinvent itself. What remains today are two distinct identities: a graceful seaside escape with lively beaches and fine dining, and a place whose roots reach back 15,000 years, visible in the prehistoric cave art of Altamira and Puente Viesgo.