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A New Year View from the Village


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Adam Paul Whalley-Lewis

Happy New Year from Casares Village. Our view just now is characterised by cold, crisp mornings, spectacular sunrise and sunsets and star gazing with hot chocolate. I am still fascinated by picking out the lights in Morocco and in different times, watching the ships sailing along the coastline.

Christmas, New Year and Three Kings celebrations were different this year too. If you got to see any of the Light Shows around Casares, I’m sure it warmed you up, just as much as my star gazing hot chocolate. We also enjoyed Father Christmas touring around Casares, not sure about the open top BMW mind you, but the elves and the music was fun for children of all ages, even those who haven’t technically been children for quite some time.

Although New Year celebrations were mainly via video calls this year, there was a festive atmosphere in the village and there were fireworks and small, family parties at midnight – very different to our first New Year in Spain.

Our first New Year experience was three years ago, with friends Linda, Gary Marty and Lindsay. We all had a home cooked meal, some Manilva wine and wrapped up to head to the Plaza de Espana to grab a table, get our twelve grapes ready and toast the New Year with music and more wine.

As we made our way to the Square, we didn’t really notice how quiet it was and it wasn’t until we arrived at the fountain that we realised we were the only people there, the bars and restaurants were closed up and as we remember it, some tumbleweed rolled past us. We didn’t really know what to do so we called a couple of friends, got no answer and decided to head home hopefully in time for midnight.

We all remember a large white dog following us home and over the next couple of days we caught sight of him again, always at a distance and always watching us intently. We haven’t seen him since.

We did make it home just before midnight and spent a few hours drinking and generally having a great time. With slightly sore heads and a lot of black coffee, we all caught up the next day for lunch at our now sadly closed, favourite local restaurant. Talk inevitably drifted to our New Year’s Eve experience. We now know that leading up to midnight is likely to be family time, home cooking and of course, grapes. We were shocked though when Lindsay’ s Mum Gillian, who’s bedroom window looked out over the village, asked if we had enjoyed last night’s party in the Square – blank looks all around. Gillian had watched the Plaza come alive with people, listened to the music and assumed that we were all joining in. The lesson for us, see the year change at home and then head to the Square, watching out for our New Year white dog and avoiding the tumbleweed.

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