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Final days in Jerez area

By Wednesday 4th April 2018, we were the only vehicle in our area in the campsite, as our German neighbours had left to head home, the Belgians were leaving the day after us and the British were leaving next week. On Thursday, we moved to Seville, as part of the next leg in our travels. Before we left we had a few sessions of Boules, followed by drinks and tapas, of course!

Steve and Julie, Staf and Toni, Juliet and Susie, Leia and Hilda, Ian and David out of shot!

However before leaving, we spent a few days in Jerez, exploring areas that we have missed out on. Jerez is a large inland town, calm and chilled, full of history and culture, home to the most sherry Bodegas in the south of Spain. As you know, we have visited several and can now say we are fully conversant in the language of Sherry!!

Several times we have missed out on visiting the Alcazar in Jerez, so we headed there one morning. Its a Moorish fort, dating back to the 11th and 12th century, and declared a site of Cultural Interest in 1931. The quadrangle walls are almost 4000 metres long, half of which can be walked along, the octagonal Tower in the fort is still in excellent condition and an ornate 14th Century tower that has been annexed is fully intact. The mosque in the grounds is the only remaining mosque of eighteen originally in the city, and its minaret was turned into a bell tower following its conversion to a church in the 1200’s. The Palace building dates back to the 12th century and retains its original leisure pavilion. Remains of Roman baths can be seen and visited, they include an entrance area, the cold and tepid rooms, and the hot room, whose heating system is still partially visible. The system is linked outside to a water wheel, water storage area, bakery and water distribution system. They also have the remnants of an oil processing mill on site, showing how the massive beam was used to crush olives to a storage still below.

Spring is springing in the Alcazar gardens.

View of the Palace, the quadrangle, and the Tower.

View of one of the towers from the wall.

The explanation of the workings of the oil mill.

The huge oil mill beam.

View from inside the Roman baths looking up to the steam vents in the hot area.

Looking down onto the domed roofs of the Baths, Palace in the background.

The baths to the right, water wheel with storage system bottom left, and top left was the bakery ovens.

External view of the mosque and its bell tower.

Inside the Palace are rooms displaying posters and paintings and on the top floor is an old chemist or apothecary. Jerez is full or amazing old buildings in so many different styles, one that caught our eye was the train station.

We came across this Irish pub tucked away in a courtyard…..needless to say it was full of Spanish people drinking beer and sherry, not Guinness! We have also been out and about to other towns, and seen some beautiful beaches and buildings, Cadiz being one of them.

A little further up the coast was Chipiona, a seaside town with amazing beaches.

We have seen some fabulous fruit and veg along the way….

And seen some amazing beaches, in good weather and bad.

David has finally “caught” a fish!

That’s what you call “a log and a half” !!

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Flamenco passion!

I have waited until now to write about Flamenco, the expressive dance made famous by the Andalucian gypsies in the south of Spain. The uninitiated would usually associate Flamenco with a lady dancing in a frilly red dress, but there is much more to it than that. The dance, songs, rythym and music goes a long way back, the songs and music are the way the people express their love, happiness, despair, sadness and tales of life with personal interpretation applied through the dance. Generic moves are taught to young children but each dance is different depending on the story attached to it.

We have visited several tabancos (rough bars with impromptu flamenco singers) and tavernas (bars serving food where locals burst into song and dance) as well as been to several organised tourist aimed shows and have to say that it really is worth experiencing at least once in your lifetime.

The experience is so intense that it leaves you with a sensation similar to a headache, but it’s a pleasant and happy headache that makes you think “wow!!”. Your feet and hands start to automatically tap along with the guitar rythym and you clap along with the singer, and stare, trying not to blink in case you miss something, at the amazing steps performed by the dancers. The lady dancers are so intense in their passion, performing foot tapping routines so quick that you wonder if their heels are actually moving. The male dancers are so tight and pert (both in body and style) that you can see the muscles moving with each step they make, again with passion and a concentration that is shockingly amazing.

Sadly we could not take photos or videos at the shows we went to so I cannot try to show you this passion, the next few photos may portray the passion involved. The first photos were taken in a small packed tabanco in Jerez, where a singer and a guitarist were performing.

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Santa Semana in Jerez

We decided to visit Jerez during the Santa Semana week, to witness the same procession but on a bigger scale. The only bigger scale was the amount of people watching the procession, and the amount of people in each procession from the brotherhood, the Pasos were almost the same as was the order of the procession, the bands and the outfits.

The noise was much louder, children with drums, trumpets and whistles, adults shouting to attendees in the procession but also regular traffic in the town – the route was not marked or secured off as it would be in the UK, scooters were allowed down the same roads as the procession; businesses were open as usual and people shopped, drunk coffee and went about as normal, very strange! Health and safety in the UK would have had a field day!!

So a small selection of photos follow of our day in Jerez.

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Santa Semana (Easter week) in El Puerto de Santa Maria

On Palm Sunday (25th March), we ventured into town and found a church nearest to us; we had heard that a procession takes places from each church in town to the local Basilica, luckily the first one was from the church nearest to us. We arrived early, having forgotten all about the clocks changing…..and was fascinated to witness an amazing spectacle. Never having been a religious person, we really didn’t know what it was all about until we started talking to people around us and were told that it was Palm Sunday, the start of the Santa Semana – Easter week, when all churches parade their Pasos (statue) through the town to the Station of Penitance (in the basilica) and back to their church. Subsequently the Basilica also parades its own …. We understand each church (or brotherhood) has its own colours and the outfits are to give anonimity… so we waited and watched.

First to arrive were children and adults in blue and white outfits that resembled the Klu Klux Clan, long flowing gowns, pointed hats and full face masks; next to arrive were two or three coach loads of brass bands, two different groups. They all happily mingled until at 4pm, three members of the Clan approached the Church doors and hammered on them. The doors swung open and over the next half an hour, out came two floats, the first with Jesus atop, and the next with Mary surrounded by candles. We gathered this is the normal order. The head of the church carries a huge coloured book (perhaps their bible??) and is surrounded by well dressed and (forces) service decorated church members, who walk behind the Jesus pasos and one brass band; next are the majority of the congregation and there were maybe 200 people; followed by the Mary pasos and the second brass band. The procession took up a whole street, maybe 500 metres long so if the first band was playing you could not hear it, you could only hear the second band and people clapping.

Asking for entry…

This procession winds its way through the streets of the town, each church’s procession takes a different route but all ultimately end up at the cathedral (called a Basilica here). They take the Pasos into the Basilica, followed by the church members (the band remain outside) then within 10 minutes they come back out and proceed to take a different route through the town back to their church. This procession eventually arrived back at home base at just after midnight having departed at 4pm!!! Members are adults and children, male and female, and are sometimes seen stopping for a snack or sweety break (discreetly under their mask), or for a quick chat with members of the public, but all were so disciplined and they kept in order and carried on. It must have been a long day for all involved.

We have since learned more…..the religious purpose of the procession is to take the sacred statues, usually one of the Christ depicted in one of the various stages of the Passion, and one of the grieving virgin, from where they “live” in their various churches and chapels to be blessed in the Cathedral. Each procession is organised by its own Hermandad (brotherhood), and the week’s celebrations are co-ordinated collectively. The oldest brotherhood in the area dates back to the 14th century, after a period of decline in the 19th century, the 20th saw a progressive revival and the fixing of many of the forms and traditions maintained today.

costaleros at practice prior to Semana Santa

Costaleros at practice prior to Semana Santa

The statues are carried on floats known as “pasos”, by groups of men hidden underneath (these are called costaleros, they have towels on their heads and shoulders to protect them from the weight), whose movements are controlled by an overseer (capataz) by a system of coded knocks; the lifting and depositing of the pasos gives rise to a crowd hush and then applause. Both the pasos and the statues, some of which are important artworks in their own right, are always ornate and gilded, the virgins decked with flowers beneath a canopy, and the sight of them as they sway down the streets is surprisingly moving. To watch the changeover of Costaleros is quite a sight, swift, sweaty and yet serene.

They are accompanied on their journey by the Nazarenos and Penitentes (the ones in the cloaks and hoods, worn to preserve anonymity) carrying candles or crosses, various functionaries, and the brass bands who are responsible for the distinctive music that seems to be everywhere during this week.

So now for some photos to try to show you the incredible atmosphere and amazing floats.

The arrival of the band

Opening of the church doors

Exit the first Pasos

And after 30 minutes, the second pasos, Mary

Views of the procession through the town

The role of the man carrying the ladder is most important, he lifts the overhead cables out the way and relights the candles en route.

Arrival at (and departure from) the Basilica

Inside the Basilica, entry doors and their own Pasos on display:

At night, the Pasos take on a different look, and smell! Candles and incence abound, as well as beer, food and people.

A popular sustence along the route is fresh fried potato chips (crisps), very scrummy!Finally, our own sustenance – tapas and sherry!

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Sherry in El Puerto de Santa Maria

We visited a Bodega in the town we are staying in, El Puerto de Santa Maria. Here, we learned that Bodegas are not “wine houses” where they manufacture, mature or bottle the liquids, they are simply “maturing houses”. The freshly pressed grape liquids have not yet been fermented and are placed into the oak barrels to ferment naturally and mature with age. However, as they empty from the bottom, fill from the middle then add the fresh liquids to the top barrels, no-one can genuinely say how old a sherry is!

Bodegas in this town have a unique qualification – they are ON the Guadalette River, literally some of the storage areas are on old Roman roads above the water bed. This location gives rise to the need for stone floors (very uncommon, usually sand or soil which retains the water that is added to create humidity). The stone floors become moist with the sea water which in turn creates a natural humidity within the storage area which is needed for nurturing the wines and as the barrels are open (not hermetically sealed) they absorb the sea humidity which gives the wines a destinctive salty edge.

The bottom barrel starts off as a fino (dry light yellow in colour) and they drain from the bottom; the 2nd criadera (middle level) is used to top up the bottom barrel. The top barrel is used to top up the middle barrel. The top barrel is finally filled with new wine.

The town has a restaurant who’s chef has 3 Michelin stars and he visits the Bodega simply to buy the sherries from this supplier – Gutierrez Colosia. This Bodega was built in 1838 to supply major sherry houses in the area (they blend within their own Bodegas) but started their own label in only 1998. Dry sherry is made from only Palomino grapes grown locally which also have a saltiness to them and sweet sherry is made from Moscatel grapes, again locally grown, but 20% are taken off the vines and left in the sun to dry (they become raisins) before being added to the grape juice.

Here, they also produce 6 different varieties of sherry, as well as making brandy, and sherry vinegar.

The alcohol evaporates and creates the black marks on the ceiling/roof.

We were invited to smell the “flor/yeast” in a barrel – it was disgusting…similar to rotten eggs or a dead animal!!! Apparently, this is a good smell as the flora is active.

This is a display of their oldest and original brands, approx. 140 years old! The barrels are still full.

Finally, we were invited to sample their products!

Left to right: Fino (very dry almond flavour); Amontillado (very dry nutty flavour); Oloroso (dry, mahogany colour, oak taste); Cream (semisweet, sweetened with Pedro Ximenez, easy texture); Moscatel (Sweet, sweetened by adding sun dried grapes, dark colur, raisin flavour); and finally Pedro Ximenez (very sweet using sun dried grapes, flavours of fig and candied fruit)

We all tried out 6 different sherries, followed by a glass of brandy, before tottering off to the local bar for something to eat!!! We returned back to the trailer for a 2 hour nap – I think that’s officially known as a “siesta”!!!

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