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This blog is now dormant. It records our time in the beautiful city of Ciudad Rodrigo but it's a while since we've lived there. We now spend part of our time in Cartagena, Murcia and a part in Culebrón, Alicante.

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That's it

Done. Finished. I'm just about to disconnect the computer and that will be it. We managed to get everything in the cars, tomorrow morning we'll dope up Edu and then all we have to do is to drive across Spain. The Culebrón link below will be in use for the next few weeks before we move on to Cartagena in September. Click on the links below.
So this blog is dead. Ciudad Rodrigo is history. Culebrón for the summer and then Cartagena.
The story continues .......

In Limbo

The Catholics may have done away with Limbo but it's definitely here in our house. There are boxes and bags in every room ready to load up into the cars for the epic journey back to Alicante but we've reached the point where to remove anything else would be counterproductive. I just wander from room to room thinking "No, I can't pack that yet."
It would be better if we could load stuff to the cars but to leave things in them longer than we need to would be asking for trouble. Breaking into motors is a national sport in Spain and it would be a stupid risk even in a town as crime free as Ciudad Rodrigo.
There's also a nagging doubt as to whether it will all fit. With careful packing even the smallest of cars has quite a lot carrying space but there does seem to be an awful lot of stuff.

One last time

In Alicante we have Moros y Cristianos. In Salamanca it's Encierros a Caballo and on this, the last weekend in Salamanca, I thought I'd go and have a look at a village I don't remember having been to before (though that doesn't mean I haven't been there!) and watch what must be one of the most typical fiesta events in these here parts. The encierro where men with lances guide cattle into a ring.

Phone company

The one time state, now private, telephone company here in Spain is called Telefonica. Its reputation is not good. People complain that the service is expensive and poor.
Generally our dealings with Telefonica have been fine though we had a lot of problems when we asked for the line in Culebrón to be temporarily suspended. Finally we had it disconnected.
Anyway, we need a phone and, living in the countryside in Culebrón, our only options are Telefonica or something that involves rebroadcast signals via little antenas. We plumped for Telefonica. I went in the shop here in Ciudad Rodrigo on Wednesday to order the line and broadband. The engineer from Pinoso rang me about five minutes ago, on Friday morning, to ask if he could call by at around five this afternoon to reconnect the phone. I had to put him off till we get back.

Missed something else

This morning, as I cleaned my teeth, I heard hooves in the street. I didn't bother to rush out. I took my time, I put on my boots and strolled out to buy fags and a paper. There were signs of horses or mules or donkeys having passed down the street. When I came out of the fag shop I noticed a fair sized crowd by the Fat Tree but the fun was over, the crowd was drifting away and I didn't have my camera anyway.
I've just checked the town web site and it says that The Brotherhood of Our Lady of the Peña de Francia, having been blessed by a local chaplain, set out on a Romeria (a sort of pilgrimage) from the town today heading for one of the highest peaks in the area - the Peña de Francia. They won't get there till Sunday as it's some 50km from here.

Horns and sirens a go go

We were quite sure there was something serious going on. It had to be very emergency vehicle in Ciudad Rodrigo. The horns and sirens pierced the Sunday morning calm.
But really it was just St. John the Baptist.
In Alicante they light bonfires in the street and have rock bands and exploding fireworks playing the same tune. In Ciudad Rodrigo there's an open day at the Fire Station - slide down the pole, turn on the naah naahs.

San Juan is a big festival on the 24 June. It's when Spaniards celebrate the longest day/shortest night thing. Triumph of light over darkness. Pagan symbolism.
But here, today, the symbolism was provided by Pegaso and Renault, Opel and Mercedes.