Posted by: Team McSlade | February 9, 2010

There’s a mime in my house

February 5, 2010
So today we found out that Gandia – our main town – does actually come alive throughout the day. we had been worried that the town was a mere ghost and that even though it appeared that shops and people were there, they were shut or they didn’t feel like visiting the surface.
Ah, Siesta.
We caught the bus into town (please note that even though there are times set for the bus to roll past our stop, they are merely approximates so don’t go setting your watch to them) and arrived in Gandia at about 10. To our surprise there were a few shops open, with the majority getting the shutters up – literally – at 10.30. And the streets were alive with the sound of music!! Some guy on the ‘squeeze-box’ and a guy on the electric guitar, also bad eighties English language tunes pumping out of boutiques and the local hypermarket, Carrefour (where the favoured slipper to jet around the aisles for the workers of Carrefour is roller-skates).
In addition to bad tunes and street art, we (read Jo) were/was treating to el centro de la zapatarias. For those who are not into using Google as a translation tool, Jo has found shoes stores galore; unfortunately for her she is married to a guy who doesn’t take favour or delight in trapsing the light fantastic in zapatarias. Now I will allow for a pair or two to be bought, but looking at what appears to the ‘untrained’ eye as the same pair of shoes in 20 odd shops I find that slightly boring. (Jo has weighed in on this – belatedly – and mentioned that price, size, colour, heel size and materials used AND TOE SHAPE!!!! were all noted variables. Alas, her Spanish is as good as my Swahili, thus asking for her size was going to hold her back).
Moving on, we went to the Palace of the Borgia family today. Now owned by Jesuits, Saint Francis de Borgia was born in the palace 500 years ago and the town of Gandia loves this guy. This year is party time for Saint Borgia, 500th birthday celebrations through out the year, culminating in October.
We got a personalised tour by one of the guides, he spoke great English and showed us through the halls, bedrooms and on to a coffin shaped chapel with an alabaster shell ‘window’. Cobalt tiles dating to the 16th century and amazement on the structure still standing when columns are out of whack by over three feet in a single room.
Well, that’s enough for this novella, I have added a picture of Calpe that I ‘stitched’ together from 5 photos of the bay at Calpe and a photo of the next little town near us, LLocnou de Sant Jeroni, and the river.
Remember, the good people of Facebook have us in their clutches, Jo has the photos loaded up that we take, and I am there too.
Love and all that, Espana Equipo
PS The title is in response to Jess’ idea for Jo asking for zapatas y botas.
and the speaking Spanish is getting better.


  1. That’s like Nanaimo – Spanish style!

    Are there any painted turtles nearby…???

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