The Guardian Hay Festival Alhambra
I've always liked the idea of the Guardian Hay Festival proper but something about it seems just a little too British and well-behaved to me. The Alhambra has always had a fantasy, Arabian nights-style debauched sexiness for me and that sultry southern Spanish-Moorish air is very conducive to lazy debate. The programme is excellent too, with an emphasis on middle eastern reporting and literature.
I'd probably stay here and drink very, very cold white wine. I'd wear a lot of black in the midday sun and Umberto Eco would develop a fascination with me.