Life changes slowly here. The cavernous ground floors of the houses are still used to stable the mules and their friends the dogs, along with rabbits, turkeys, chickens and pigs at various times. The open top floors or ‘miradors’ are festooned with drying chillies & tomatoes at the end of the summer & hams & chorizo sausages being cured after the matanza - the killing of pigs in January. These jostle for space with bougainvillea and jasmine tumbling over balustrades.
On summer evenings neighbours sit on their doorsteps chatting in the moonlight & old men keep alive the craft of esparto grass weaving to make baskets and panniers for the mules.
Two bakeries deliver quantities of fresh bread & cakes around the village each day & the fish vendor delivers the morning’s catch of fish, fresh from the ocean.