It is just before Christmas and with 20 degrees during the day, it still feels like summer here in Spain. I remember our wonderful holidays in the 70th’s and 80th’s, on the Costa Brava, where my parents used to live. So many December months I spent there, first as a girl in her 20th’s and later as a young mum. My children loved Spain in Christmas time; during the day you could enjoy the outdoor life, while in the evening we all cuddled up around the fireplace. The medieval village of Pals was transformed into a “life” Christmas stall, with the lady of the supermarket as Maria and the bank manager as a shepherd. With the soft yellow street lights on in the evening, it was so enjoyable to walk up and down the cobbled streets, where the whole Christmas story was performed with real people and real animals.
Here, around Pedreguer, it is just fun to visit the market places, where lots of red coloured vegetables and fruits are attracting the customers, who are coming for their Christmas shopping. On Saturday there is the normal vegetable market in the centre of the town, but on Sunday mornings, people from all over the area are coming to the big flea market, which is held on the outskirts of the town. Here you can find all kinds of old and new things, books and clothes, tools and bags and have a coffee or sip a glass of wine, when tired from shopping. It reminds me of the Russian laiki (market) in Greece, which I visited nearly every week, during the 10 years we lived there. There is always such a relaxed atmosphere, when wandering around those places. Locals, as well as tourists and newcomers from all over the world are mixing together and enjoying their day.
Around a 15 minute car drive from Pedreguer you will find Jezus Pobre, a tiny village, tucked away against the other side of the Montgo Mountain. Also on Sundays, a very special market is held with artisanal and local produce, tables full of homemade sweets, pies and cakes and much more. I buy some Canabis oil, supposingly very helpful against pains and aches……
Every first Sunday of the month, during the winter months, it will be combined with an antique market as well. It is held under the arches of the Riurau, a place where they used to dry grapes into raisins.
When visiting, you can sit yourself at one of the many tables and taste some local wine, accompanied by some fresh barbecued meat, while listening to an acoustic concert.
A great way to spend a late Sunday morning………..