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Party Like The Moon

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Now you may well be wondering what this has to do with fiestas, well as we are involved it has everything to do with it.   I have forgotten a little bit where I’ve got up to with the news so if I repeat myself its old age and late hours……

DSCF5210 (640x480)First there was the Petanca social in town so we went to that if you remember ham is very nice, we were home around 3 pm this time.

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Then we went to the seaside and found their fiesta going strong with fair ground and bands, we got home around 2am .

 

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Then we had a small party at the Petanca club which meant we played a few games I won a small bag of goodies then we sat down to eat under the flood lights.  All in all a very pleasant evening, we got home around midnight.

But our annual visit into town for the correfoc meant that in true Garcia style we wound up getting home at 3am.  This is a big night in town as they close the streets, set up stages for the bands and shows. Then tables come out in front of bars and restaurants, chairs are put for people to sit and watch the shows and a dance area is made. Lights are on, bunting is hung, bands are ready and everything begins.  We always go to the river bar which is run by Ramon’s youngest daughter. Here there was a singer, all the songs were from the 80/90’s, and the minute the correfoc was over he started and we were dancing.

There are no pictures of this event as we were with friends and dancing plus with so many people about it was not practical. But I can say that when our friends left around 2am – they had been travelling for most of the day –  we danced on.   Two happy but tired people who wended their way through the crowds towards their car and home.

It Rained – Honest!!

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You will have gathered by now that the weather and climate change in our valley has been one of my oft mentioned gripes.   I look at the weather outside, watch the weather on tv and wonder why the hell they don’t match up.  The weather chart shows a cloud with rain coming from it and out of the window I see…. sun ….  So having said my usual “oh look it going to be sunny” bit to my wife I decided we would go to the club for a few games then on to the coast.  Then along comes the clouds!  “you going to take in the cushions?” I asked “no we’ve seen it all before, dark clouds no rain” came the reply so off we set.  We were playing nicely when the first rumble was heard then a few flashes, game ended just as the rain came.  “where the hell did this lot come from it certainly wasn’t forecast” was heard from the lady running ahead of me.  So we headed for the coast by which time it was really raining parked up and went for a coffee.  I didn’t fancy driving around in this lot so we headed home as we came out of the pass we could see – wait for it – sunshine….  It had rained and yes the cushions were soaking but the garden looked refreshed and the forest smelt renewed. So that’s about it, I will have to make sure I write about our adventures as they happen otherwise I forget or repeat myself, the  weed killing – no that’s for next time.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

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There Be Dragons

This is the time of year when the Correfoc’s take place. These are the traditional pageants to drive the devil out of the village or town and bring good harvests and luck.  So as always we try to go to the one in Tivissa and Rasquera. So around 9pm on Saturday night we set off arriving just as they had begun to move off.

 

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In Rasquera I counted about 6 teams who gather in the square some with their dragons others just fire dancers, waiting to be told to go.  All the people dancing with the fireworks are clothed in fireproof suits with various designs on them and the reason for staggering the start is because each team has a ‘trolley’ with their fireworks in and this follows behind the drums which accompanies each team. Noisy eh? wonderful…

The Fun Begins

 

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Then  come the dragons whirling and twirling around covered in fireworks and thoroughly enjoying themselves.  Youngsters are seated on fathers shoulders to watch all this whilst some of the older people and teenagers  dressed in old clothes with scarves round their faces bandit style and hats to cover their hair soak themselves with water and join the dancers under the fireworks.  One year in our village when I was younger, I was given the top half of a dancer’s costume and joined in the dancing believe me to do this you need to be fit plus it gets very hot wearing the protective clothing and I only had the jacket on.  We never intended to take pictures but wife+ phone produced these  hope you enjoy:-

Dancing

 

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There Be Dragons Dancing

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Having Fun

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Happy Fiesta People…

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

 

 

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The 23rd of June is San Juan and heralds the beginning of summer here in Catalunia, so celebrations are in order.  The petanca club were no exception, so a meal and dancing plus of course games of petanca were the order of the night.  This system of summer beginning on the 23rd of June and ending in September just before the children go back to school, is really accurate, honestly, but how they have worked this out I have no idea. So a night-time party fitted the bill, no, I did not take the camera, a mistake as you will hear, this was our night of relaxation with our friends.

We arrived around 9pm to find tables and chairs set out on some of the courts, being next to the river, it made it very mediterranean, with lights  strung up and music playing.  The food provided was typical Catalan with plenty of wine, water and Cava on the table.  Set out whilst we waited for the starter were plates of black olives, crisps with jugs of red wine and bottles of water.

The starter was sliced tomatoes with bacalao (salted fish) rice and sliced olives, covered with a salsa of vinegar and oliver oil,  plus a salad, very tasty.  Then came a wait for the main meal, which was cooked by our Chef at his patisserie and brought to the courts.  Chicken cooked with thin slices of potatoes, green beans, peppers and tomatoes, served with bread, delicious, and yes I ate too much.  With this came the Cava, bottles placed on the tables, so along with the red wine there was plenty to wash it all down.

However, they had not finished.  When we had cleared away the plates and bones (paper plates no washing up) water melon was brought round. Then came the Coca de San Juan, this was a cake of light spunge cake on a pastry base filled with custard, made by our Chef in his shop,  washed down with coffee and whisky.  In between the courses we danced and enjoyed ourselves, one of our friends let off fireworks then after the meal I played petanca whilst my wife joined the other wives and got some lessons in Spanish, wonderful people.

But it was on the way home around 2am that we had one of our special treats.  Driving along the river road, we came round a curve and there in front of us were 3 badgers, a mother and two young,  just leaving the river.  Now they are not bothered by much,  but car lights do make them bimble along looking for somewhere to leave it and escape the lights. These were no exception, the mother and one young left the road first but the other youngster kept going, so we followed slowly watching these lovely animals.  As I said the one time we did not have the camera….

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Our daughter is over for a holiday and last night we took her to Rasqueria for their Correfoc. We have never been to Rasqueria’s before and the experience was well worth the effort. 

When we arrived people were milling around the plaza to one side of which there were five dragons soon to be paraded round the little village accompanied by their groups who carried lit torches of fireworks. The dragons themselves had more fireworks attached which were lit and made them look fierce. The groups were formed up then the parade began, each group well covered to prevent burns, danced their way round following their dragon who breathed fire stopping every so often to have its fireworks replaced then off it would go again.

Following was fun and squeals could be heard everywhere. Well protected youngsters were dancing with the firework carrying followers, shirts and hats dampened to protect against stray sparks, looks of sheer delight on their faces with more squeals as the dragons passed by. Accompanying these groups were drummers who were protected from the fray so we walked along with the drummers watching the dancing dragons with their followers in front while keeping a close watch on the group behind us.

But this was a well run fiesta. Each group had a `Captain’ who  made sure there was enough distance between the groups and no one got too close to do any damage.

We went up and down streets laughing at the younger generation being daring and having fun. However, on the last leg the wind began blowing the smoke, which was heavy, down the hill towards us causing my wife to start coughing. Taking to the side of the street which was sheltered, we passed the final display coming back to the square where it had started from to find a fresh breeze blowing. After a glass of cola she managed to stop coughing and my daughter and I watched the drummers as they had a contest at the end of the display.

This is a traditional fiesta, used to drive the devil from the village, they must have succeeded, if not we all had a whale of a time trying. This is one we will be visiting again, taking a smoke mask and who knows I might even dance under the fireworks. 

We did not take a camera but for pictures if you go to Ebro Apartments you will see the photos that Dena Rowland’s took which as always will be spectacular. At this moment I am sitting writing in my outdoors office overlooking the forest accompanied by the noise of cicadas  its Sunday.

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