Easter have come and gone and its time for a little look back. We have had a few bookings, a coupple from the Alicante area stayed two nights and the lovely girls from Holland stayed thre nights before they enbarked on their adventure to Morocco. Birger was their designated driver while here as they did not have a car. During the easter time there was both election and a huelva general (general strike) in Andalucia!
The Semana Santa celebration is the biggest event of the year and is of course well covered up in the small villages like ours too. The days leading up to the procces processions I got to know the meaning of what the rest of the world consider the slow living in Spain (manaña, manaña). I had to find out for a potensial customer what day the actual procession would be, as they would only stay for that particular day. Easier said than done. I heard from some locals that friday was the most likely. But as there was some uncertainties,Birger and I went where the information is virtually “straight from the horses mouth”- the local grocery store. But the ladies (at least four of them, some on chairs inside the store) was not sure!? They did not seem to ponder over this, but we decided to go to the Ayuntamiento (city hall), surly they would know. No. The lady kept saying “creo” (I think its…)- not a good sign, she called a colleague, but she also just creo`d. At the assumed day, there was still no signs of a procession. But, as the clock passed nine we saw the villagers run past our house in their best clothes- I guess that is how you know.