On Saturdays we take a leisurely walk down to the village to shop at the wonderful market. Every Mallorcan village has one, although on different day’s of the week. Saturday is market day in Alaró and I simply LOVE IT!
Apart from top quality fruit and veggies, there are a lot of other interesting goods for sale. This guy is my personal favorite. His pottery is to die for and prices range from 4€ to 15€. The pots, dishes and jugs are so beautiful, and I have already bought three. It’s the perfect gift, and I shall recommend all my friends who come to visit to buy one or two to take back to Sweden, where a pot like this would cost a small fortune.
Or some cheap garments? There is something for everybody here.
Oooooh plants! I have already started my vegetable garden, first out is lettuce and lavender. Yesterday my German neighbour (who is a garden fiend like myself) informed me that this is the season for planting things. I also have to concentrate on all the masses of flower pots that Ingrid and Axel left me – weeeeeeeee 😀 so much fun!
When we’re done shopping we always, like the rest of Alarós inhabitants, hang out in one of the bars to have a coffee, beer or glass of wine.
This is the perfect opportunity to befriend some of the genuine Mallorquine characters. I speak to them in broken Spanish while waving my arms wildly, and they just give me a smile and say: ”Muy bien señora!”. Well, at least I try…
A huge glass of water (with a small iceberg immersed in it) quenches the thirst.
As we strolled about yesterday we came upon a bunch of people who were organizing festivities for the evening.
And children were happily playing on the stage, where they later that evening had a lottery of sorts.
Don Pelle and I were amazed, this is something one never encounters in a Swedish village. More or less everybody, old as young, who lives in these few blocks had come out to play and the atmosphere was fantastic! Many people were sporting devil’s horns so I suppose this was a miniature version of the bigger party to come on the 16th.
The Mallorquin people really know how to party, they will grab at any old reason to have fun. The are a zillion traditional festivities during the year and many villages have their own fiestas. Next one up is: : ”The eve of Sant Antoni Abad, on 16 January, is celebrated in several towns of the island. Sant Antoni Abad is the patron saint of animals. It is a daytime festival even though it often continues late into the night (Oh REALLY?????). The festival centres on the “dimonis” (devils) who rise out of hell to take the town and have fun with the people on the streets. When the sun sets bonfires are lit. People grill the best local sausages and meat, dance around the bonfire and sing the popular “gloses”. With a bit of luck they receive the visit of a hungry “dimoni”. Sa Pobla is the town with the greatest tradition of celebrating the Festival of Sant Antoni. The festivals of Artà, Sóller and Muro are also very popular. The next morning, on Sant Antoni Day, floats and all kinds of animals parade through the towns (we intend to dress Steffi as a little devil with horns and a cape…). They gather at the town squares, where the town priest blesses them. It might well be one of the most typical festivals of Mallorca and a pleasure for visitors. The festival taking place in Pollença is also outstanding. It is held in Plaça Vella and has the added bonus of the traditional climb up the “soaped pine tree” (pi de Ternelles). The event consists of cutting down a huge tree, soaping it and trying to climb to the top. It is a very entertaining event for those who gather at the square. Ever resourceful, the Pollencins use the tree once it is taken down to make wooden swords for their other favourite festival, La Patrona, held during the summer. Hahahahaha, they sure know how to enjoy themselves.
Oh my oh my….
We ended the evening in a little bar where we had a quick drink before bedtime. Alaró, and Mallorca in general, is fascinating and we are so happy we took the huge step to uproot ourselves from Sweden and move here. I will never regret it for as long as I live (which will be a long time considering the wonderful produce this country has to offer).