We haven’t done much over the past week other than taking the bus into Elche a couple of times. The archaeological museum in the castle was worth the visit, and good value for the €3 admission.
Today is el Día de los Reyes, the day that the Spanish kids get their Christmas presents. Yesterday we went to the local pastelería to check out the festive cake, the Roscón de Reyes. It’s a large ring-shaped cake with candied sweets on the top, and contains a ‘lucky’ ceramic baby Jesus inside along with a bean – whoever gets the bean is supposed to pay for next year’s cake. Carol’s slice contained both a ceramic king (rather than baby Jesus) and the bean, so the cake is on Carol next year!
Last night we went to see the parade go through the Crevillent town centre, and were joined by our German/Danish/Swedish friends Monika, Poul, Marianne and Roger. We weren’t quite sure what to expect, and had prepared ourselves to be underwhelmed so as to avoid any disappointment. However the parade was really good fun, with several marching bands, floats and people dressed up dancing through the streets. Most of the youngsters lining the route held carrier bags to collect sweets given away by those in the procession, which were filled the time the three kings passed by in the final tractor-drawn floats. After the parade we stopped for a drink at the local Irish bar, and when they ran out of red wine we moved on to the bar at the campsite hotel where we could see televised coverage of the parade in Madrid. The hotel was holding a festive dinner, and it was good fun watching the guests turn up all dressed to the nines (especially those ladies teetering in ridiculously high heels).
Tomorrow we shall be moving on to Murcia, the first stop on our long journey home. Four weeks from now, we shall be back in the UK.