Tuesday was of course the longest day. In the evening we took a stroll on the Paseo de Maritimo, to look at the moon. At 10pm is was still very light, and the moon, low over the sea, looked more like a rising sun. I have been reliably informed, by my eccentric Spanish teacher, that last night, a day later, the moon was the largest full moon for 18 years!
Thursday night, 23 June, the Spaniards welcome in the San Juan holiday with a midnight party on the beach. All along the coast there will be people having a good time, throwing roses into the sea and making wishes. Many light little fires, and at midnight I am told that one should run into the sea, symbolising the baptism of Jesus by John the Baptist. If you have a fire, you can leap over that too, just to maximise the sin cleansing capacity of the event – ummm… I think for health and safety reasons I’ll stay off the vodka tonics on Thursday night!
Just a phase?
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