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This shot, taken when friends Zainab and Kurban came to stay, was taken in Pampaneira – one of the nearby ‘white villages’ in Las Alpujarras. We’re not sure if the seated man had lost his tour party or was a local taking a rest. Either, what a lovely spot to relax. Related posts: Pampaneira: traveller, … Continue reading
If you live in Órgiva you’ll know all about the feria, despite it being barely advertised for the benefit of visitors. It started on Thursday 2 October and follows a similar pattern to last year’s events. It unofficially marks the end of summer and, as the sun is playing hide and seek between the downpours, that … Continue reading
As the sun beats down and we lie on our bench we can always hear them squawk; the sound of chainsaws. Like strimmers they’re a part of countryside living in Spain. A few of our almond trees have bitten the dust and stand, nestled among healthy fig and olive trees, gnarled and broken with their coating of … Continue reading
In honour of the alternative community here in Órgiva, we’re starting a new monthly series featuring hippies – old and new. We’re both too young to remember this side of the 1960s but have owned Iron Butterfly’s ‘In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida‘ in the past. First up is a short 1968 film from San Francisco. It’s a great snapshot … Continue reading
The helicopter’s been refuelled and a 1965 Chevrolet Impala convertible trundles down the road. Beautiful models in designer clothes snog each other and laugh about everything (maybe after hearing that joke: ‘what’s eight-foot long and smells of wee?) – yes, it’s the tourist board’s advert about visiting Andalucia. Beginning with a view of the Alhambra in Granada, there … Continue reading
Walks around the vicinity throw up all manner of things: half-alive cicadas, scorpions, decapitated mice, rogue dogs chasing our cats up trees, dung beetles, wild boar damage, 20-metre trails of black ants and the odd dead bird (not resting). So here today, gone tomorrow – we can now add a shed snake skin to the … Continue reading
If we photographed every unique, ceramic tile spotted in Granada, there’d be a print for every resident of the city – such is the beauty hidden in the shady doorways and sometimes-forgotten facades of the city. In an antique shop on the Gran Vía de Colón, there were individual tiles for sale dating back to the … Continue reading
Off to Granada again, we met friend Zainab (see her fabulous post about horse riding in Las Alpujarras) on a day that reached 37 degrees – ‘not that hot’ we were told, in a city known for its oven-like temperatures. It was Zainab’s suggestion to meet in Plaza Gracia, slightly off the beaten track and home … Continue reading
A walk in heat that would melt a candle in minutes probably wasn’t a good idea; still, we headed off west out of Órgiva towards the solar plant. No idea why, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. With almost-crispy wild fennel and thyme each side – dried in the merciless heat with … Continue reading
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