Category Archives: Andalusia
At the Cigar Shop – 50 Years later
I had gone to Huéscar for market day, thinking I might as well look for my favorite Spanish newspaper, El Pais. It would find it at the tobacco shop, I was told. As I entered the store, just around the … Continue reading
Should I go to a bullfight?
Hier gibt es diese Frage auf Deutsch. Today in Huéscar, I saw this poster. I was a bit shocked because I didn’t know there were still bullfights. After all, Pope Pius V had already banned them in 1567. Since then, … Continue reading
Venta Micena – Day 18/30
As you saw yesterday, the bar in Venta Micena is dry. So I had to walk ten kilometers to Orce to get something to drink. (Just because some of you had asked me to test the local swill.) Well, I … Continue reading
Venta Micena – Day 17/30
Sadly, that bar ain’t never been open since I’ve been here.
Venta Micena – Day 15/30
Why are there chimneys and antennas rising from the ground? That’s simple. Because people are living under the ground. Like hobbits. I shall attempt to get acquainted with someone living in such a cave and to obtain an invitation, so … Continue reading
Venta Micena – Day 14/30
With many of the places around here, I am really not sure if anybody lives there. But whenever I approach too closely, dogs are barking or shots are fired.
Venta Micena – Day 13/30
You must have already noticed it in the photos of the last two weeks: the mountain range of the Sierra de María at the eastern end of the valley of Venta Micena. From the first day I laid eyes on … Continue reading
Venta Micena – Day 12/30
Based on the photos you have seen thus far, you can probably imagine the heat in Andalusia. And there aren’t many trees providing shade. Without my hat, bought from a Roma family in Transylvania, I would long have had a … Continue reading
Venta Micena – Day 11/30
Oak trees in Andalusia look different from the ones I knew.
The Happy Hermit 