Thursday, April 20, 2017

Hasta la vista, España! Blog Post 9


Adiós,España! 



A few short notes:

Living in Spain, all the while, trying to “live Spain”. 









“We lived in Spain.”  Even to my own ears, these words sound strange …  but yet, to me, it was so much more than just a visit or a stay.


Here on this peninsula, situated in a “corner” of Europe, we found a place of history ... 









.... and tradition, ....




... of welcome and generosity, ...





and just of plain old fun !!!







Spain can be, well, gently immersive, as it pursues it's relentless quest to conquer your heart! 



Our friend Jo summed up Spain this way: “So rich is Spain, so open her heart, you feel like you've been here a lifetime…. and yet metaphorically, only arrived yesterday.”  
To this I say, if it was all a dream, it was a wonderful one!

A lucky meeting, by chance! 
I often reflect on what Matías said to us as we visited his small "White Village" while returning home from Seville. 






He said: “We Andalusians are different from you Canadians”! 

”You are so very nice but like the Germans, you plan and work and then work some more.... and I guess, this is important to you.






We, here in Andalucía, like
to wake up to our beautiful climate,
to smell our beautiful blossoms,
to enjoy our beautiful food,
to relish our beautiful country side,
to love our beautiful families,...






.... in short, to live for the day.” 

To this I say to you, Matías, “Carpe Diem!" 





On Art and Architecture:




Spain has something for everyone, be it the nightlife or the arts, be you a foodie or just into sports.  It's all here.









And if you love photography and want to capture the lines,....









.... or the history, and culture of a place, ....

.... come to Spain my friend,...

... but, be prepared to immerse yourself ....

.... and to be in awe.

Knights-errant we were:
Like Don Quixote, Spain’s oldest literary figure, who with his faithful companion, Sancho, embarked upon a quest to "tilt at windmills", Linda and I followed our own path that led to the discovery of fascinating forteresses of the Moors.
We took highways and byways, in 6 different cars, (like this funny Opel with its rear doors opening to the back), and allowed the road to lead us ..., well, wherever.
It turned out to be quite an adventure and one full of....
...... surprises.  :)   :)    :) 

"Sure, Charles is a good driver!!!"








Next year, we’ll return to continue our quest to "tilt some more windmills", maybe a little further afield …


… but hopefully still within earshot of beautiful flamenco music, within sight of centuries-old traditions, and never too far from a beautiful beach....







.
... and oh yes, maybe we’ll even have the courage to take in a traditional bull-fight…..

.... after all, we did eat crickets in Mexico.








Here's hoping you’ll be there with us as we continue to explore nooks and crannies of this country whose national anthem, to this day, has no words! 



Hasta la vista! 

Linda and Charles

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Andalucia and Granada Blog Entry 8


Greetings from Granada!





There’s no mistaking this week in Andalusia.


Being the guest of Charles and Linda offers the additional gift of being the guest blogger.

I’m Charles’ sister, here with my husband John, who’s convinced this Mediterranean seaside paradise bids our return.







To us, and to all who’ve visited, Charles and Linda are exceptional hosts, attentive personal tour guides, leading us to their favourite sights.









Yet this week, all four of us experienced a “first” together too.  

It can be wrapped up in a name. She is called Granada, which means “pomegranate”.









She’s a city that enchants, set against the snow-capped Sierra Nevada Mountains.

Her name carries with it centuries of twists, turns and tales, yet her story hinges on a single year, 1492.








While we associate this date with Christopher Columbus “discovering” the Americas in Spain’s name, .....











.....1492 also marks the end of an era for Europe – the culmination of 700 years of Moorish rule … and Grenada was their final stronghold …











.... this place, where even today, we see the genius and beauty in their architecture and engineering achievements...















.....some, astonishingly, still in use today.







A case in point, is the Alhambra, the fortress city and palace that stands regal like the famous mountain range framing it.







“Alhambra” in Arabic means “The Red One”, named for its red stone.













Their Christians conquerors admired it so much that they chose only to add to it, and adorn it with Christian symbols, rather than destroy it.

This is also true in other Granada neighbourhoods.


High on a mountain opposite the Alhambra is Plaza San Nicolas, ....

... where you’ll see ancient churches, ...

... originally built as mosques by the Moors.

Again, not destroyed, and still serving Christians today. The only difference on the outside is the cross standing on a peaked roof









And 1492 marks the year Granada becomes a Christian city, leading us to the surprise.














Of all the weeks in a year, we are here during Semana Santa - Holy Week, and what we’d heard is true....












..... that the best place in Europe to see elaborate parades...























...... and celebrations during Easter is in Andalusia!












Don’t call it a parade. It’s a “procesión”....









...... a procession signifying the enduring Christian faith.

Andalucía celebrates the Week that Changed the World:





Each procession of Semana Santa, Holy Week, tells the story of the days and events leading to the death and resurrection of Jesus. While our first experience was totally serendipitous in Granada, we’ve been thrilled since by processions in both Fuengirola and Malaga.













In Malaga we almost felt like locals, waving to one of the revered “pallbearers”, played by the landlord renting to Charles and Linda.








Some processions are sombre, ....

















.... even funeral-like .........















.....while others are joyous and up lifting. 





You see, it all depends on the day and story of Easter being
depicted.



















These are extravagant shows. Hundreds participate, from the very young, to the old. Each has a role.






The revered centrepieces of each procession are called “thrones” or floats made of Stirling silver or gold, and weighing up to five and one half thousand kilograms ....
EACH ....











...... carried through a long, winding parade route for hours and hours by penitents, who....

..... often dressed in black, especially on days preceding and on Good Friday; and in white on Easter Sunday.













You’ll see women accompany the “thrones”, dressed in black with lace veils as for a funeral, or....













..... in church gowns.















Ceremonial parade bands set the tone for the story with their horns, woodwinds and beating drums.














In Granada, it was somewhat of a shock at first....

















....to see costumed “penitents” whose hoods, since copied by the KKK in the United States, date to medieval times …. 











.... when people robed themselves in long cloaks and....

















..... covered their heads with hoods fashioned with pointed cones allowing them to clearly stand out and demonstrate their penance while masking their identity.











It took time for me to see the shock turn to understanding, appreciating their dedication marching ....  

















... or carrying the incredible burden of the twelve thousand pound throne under the heat of the Mediterranean sun (as high as 33 degrees), some blindfolded, others barely able to see


Granada, during Semana Santa, has offered us sights unlike any we had ever seen. Goose-bump worthy scenes during processions, the expansive view at sunset from San Nicolás, and looking out across the valley to the Alhambra, which still stands guard just below the snowy Sierra Nevada Mountains.

But one sight I hope never to forget is Charles’ smile – unreserved ecstasy on his face from exploring this city for the first time.

Charles is effusive in his desire to learn and experience all he can, of the Spanish language, country and history, its culture and people.

A newspaper ad this week describes him perfectly:

“I want to live in Spain, but above all else, I want to live Spain.

Gracias Charles and Linda. Thank you for your love and hospitality, and for sharing your Andalusia.




Thank you so much for your visit, Eleanor and John.

Thank you, too, Eleanor, for your wonderful writing. 







To everyone who is following us, thank you for taking the time to read about our adventures in Spain.  Next time, in our last blog, we'll take a look at "Fun-girola and those who helped make it a simply wonderful place to be.