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Many locals and visitors will be
indulging in that incomprehensible habit of lying semi-naked,
exposed to a continuous nuclear explosion, albeit millions of
miles away, (the sun). Anyway, with a bit of luck, common sense
will return and people will start taking notice of how desert
dwellers have always treated exposure to the sun. A recent report
by pharmaceutical experts warned people that suntan lotions only
have a life of twelve months after being opened - in other words,
the bottle that you bought last year, isn't much cop.
Sporting a suntan has only been
the fashion since just after the Second World War. Until then,
if you had one, it was because you were forced to work under the
sun, thanks to your lowly status. In the days of the British Raj,
sun-tanned officers, for example, were those who had had to buy
one of the less fashionable, 'cheap' commissions in the Imperial
Indian Army.

By the late fifties, conversely, a suntan meant
that you had enough money to holiday abroad. Nowadays, people
who return from Spain or anywhere sunny without a suntan go back
with a trembling lower lip, feeling in some way cheated. The Government,
however, is taking the report made by the General Council of the
Official College of Chemists very seriously and has decided that
from next year on, a warning will be printed on all sun-protection
products. It's also worth remembering that children have a risk
factor that is three times higher than that of adults.
The minimum sun factor that a baby should use
up to 18 months old is a photo-protection of 15, which will reduce
the risk of skin cancer in later life by 75%. In those first 18
months of a child's life, he or she will receive between 50% and
80% of sun exposure during a whole lifetime. According to Ana
Aliaga, who is the national spokeswoman for Dermofarmacia, children
aged under three should not be exposed to the sun - not even under
a parasol. She also points out that many parents do not use sun
creams correctly because they do not apply them at least 30 minutes
before exposure to the sun. The ideal would be two hours. Most
people apply such creams once on the beach but for all the inconvenience,
the correct place should be at home, before starting out. The
reason being that your skin should be perfectly dry when you apply
the sun barrier for maximum effect - on the beach, sweat and sand
diminish its effectiveness.
Finally, there is no such thing, she says, as
a 'healthy' suntan - they are all the result of exposing the skin
to ultra violet rays... and that ain't nothin' healthy, folks!
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The Town Council are getting really serious,
at last, about rubbish collection. In fact, they have issued 337
fines in the last two months. If you live in town, they you cannot
put your rubbish out before 20.00 and no later than 23.00. It
has to be in plastic bags, which have to be in a dustbin. The
dustbin, even if empty, is not allowed to remain in the street
during the day. The councillor in charge of this department, the
Councillor for the Environment said, "If we could spend less time
imposing fines, then we could spend more time on improving the
service." If you have any complaints about or suggestions on rubbish
collection, then you can phone 958 838 600. Otherwise, give me
a buzz on 958 881 750 and I will pass your message on. This is,
of course, because you are unable to do it yourself for language
reasons, and not because you're a lazy bastard... sort of thing.

The International Day of the Environment
was observed in the town and to mark the occasion a group of school
kids from Antigua Sexi Secondary School were taken up to the Peña
Escrita Mountain Park for the day. There, they planted trees -
each tree bearing the name of the pupil who planted it. By the
way, I took the opportunity to pop up there myself around the
middle of last month to see how the swimming pool repair work
was coming on and to meet the new people who are running it. The
road up to the park has been greatly improved. The stretch at
the back of Torrecuevas is in the process of being widened and
re-tarmacked. If you haven't been there then you really should
take the time to visit it. It is quite a climb, mind but he view
once you have arrived more than compensates for it. You don't
need a 4x4 to get there, either. There's plenty of wildlife in
the form of ostriches, mountain goats, deer and God knows what
else. Whilst I was waiting for a spot of lunch at the bar restaurant,
I got chatting with Eddie and Ursula who had braved the ascent.
They like the place immensely. Eddie and Ursula had bought a flat
in Taramay, where they will eventually retire to and where, hopefully,
family and friends can visit them. I asked them how they had come
to know about the mountain park and Eddie told me that he had
come across in on Internet. It turned out that the web site that
he was visited was www.almuñécar.com and had browsed the Gazette
link. I took plenty of photos whilst I was up there and had a
good chat with the people that run it, so I shall soon get round
to doing an article on the park, if anybody is interested. If
Eddie and Ursula are reading this on the net: greetings from Mary
and me!

There was no doubt about it - San Juan
was a lot quieter than on previous occasions. Up until about five
years ago, it had always been a family event and although teenagers
got together it was never rowdy. The tonic was to get round the
campfire with a guitar, a good supply of alcohol and food and
the girl/boy friend... or with somebody else's. Anybody who fell
asleep before the rest, i.e., before sunrise, was thrown ceremoniously
into the sea to brighten them up. Yet, for the last few years
it has been getting out of hand. It was no longer 'a night' on
the beach but more like a mammoth three to five day event. Impromptu
bars and discotheques sprang up. It was more like a Mad Max encampment.
Last year, the Town Council came down upon the revellers and re-established
the law, so to speak. The night of the eve of San Juan would remain
precisely that - a night, not two or three. Discos and bars were
prohibited. This year - the second of the 'New Order' events were
similarly subdued. However, despite the long faces, it didn't
stop the campers leaving 20 tons of rubbish behind them. The spirit
of San Juan on the beach has burnt low, but that is the fault
of the revellers. No doubt, controls will ease off again and San
Juan's will be as it always was - a place to take the guitar,
a crate of beer and a packet of three, just in case.

Let me just say here that Juan Luis,
the ex-mayor, as a person, is not a bad lad. But there it ends.
Although the different parties throw mud at each other in the
form of accusations of corruption etc, the truth is that in my
personal opinion, they're all painted with the same brush. Big
Bad Benny is a known factor and he makes no pretence about it.
You vote for Benny and he will look after you - make sure that
your family eats. His rule is nepotist but they all love him in
the poorer quarters of town. The foreigners do as well - he's
a kind of Jesús Gil & Gil. Juan Luis, on the other hand, is a
lawyer by profession and he projects the image of a good businessman
of honest standards, yet... The socialist, on the other hand,
threw out the only decent politician they had amongst them, Antonio
Rebollo - so enough said. So why this political break down? Simply,
so that it should come as no surprise to learn that somebody other
than Big Bad Benny is being investigated by the judiciary authorities.
This time the trouble is the proposed four-star hotel in El Pozuelo,
Taramay. 'The Judge sees Indications of Crime in the Paperwork
for the Almuñecan hotel,' reads the headlines. It all started
in December last year, when a group of neighbours filed a law
suit against the proposed hotel owners, alleging urban irregularities
and fraud, citing the ex-mayor (PP) Juan Luis González and the
legal representative of the building company. The municipal surveyor
in December 2002 handed over a negative finding for the siting
of a hotel in the area, citing that the building quota for this
zone has already been exhausted. Yet months later the Town Council,
with 'a favourable report' approved the project, pending confirmation
from the Junta de Andalucía (regional government). In February
2004 it was rejected by this body, citing that the chosen area
was a private green belt area. This is what the judge has picked
up on - it was approved by the municipal council even though the
municipal surveyor gave a negative report. The Council had tried
to modify the Town Planning Ordinance to accommodate the hotel.
The ex-mayor has come out in defence of the councillors who tried
to do this, stating that it had been done, 'in the interest of
making Almuñécar a paragon of economic, commercial and tourist
activity.' All told 20 modifications have been made to the PGOU
(Town Planning Ordinance) to build various hotels in the township.
He also says that the council meeting had approved unanimously
the proposal (omitting to say that the opposition party hadn't
bothered to turn up). Finally, he says that there had been no
illegal action made because the modification had not come about.
If you can't be bothered to go all the
way up to Granada and then join an endless queue to be able to
visit the Alhambra Palace, then we might just have what you are
looking for. I've checked out a web sight that lets you vew the
Alhambra from several vantage points. From each point you can
pan 360º. You can also zoom in and out on any particular point.
The quality is not excellent but sometimes in life we have to
give the Whinging Pom syndrome a rest, right? Besides the panning
and zoom you can change the vertical/horizontal orientation as
well. Give it a burn. Visit their website.
Another interesting feature that Ideal
newspaper online offers is a photo & info section for virtually
every village and town in Granada Province. The photo are aerial
shots and the info covers everthing from history, local culinary
recipes, map information to local customs. (Visit their website).
Of course, the information isn't just for you Almuñécan lot, but
we were short for space elsewhere - so spread the word.
José Montalvo, the man who provided our
cartoons, tells me that the old Tesoro Escondido is now open again.
The pub, in itself, is unique. It is, without doubt, the oldest
pub in Almuñécar, although it has passed through many hands. Many,
many years ago it started off life as a baker's and still retains
the old oven. José, who speaks excellent English, is multi-talented.
My friendship with him goes back twenty years, eighteen of which,
we played in the same rock band together. He's a talented painter,
musician, recording engineer and, of course, cartoonist. I don't
know whether José will actually be behind the bar, but in any
case, most nights he will be there, I imagine. The Tesoro Escondido
(Hidden Treasure) is a little off the beaten track, as the name
suggests, but it is, nevertheless, right in the centre of town.
If you go through the arch next to the Oasis bar in the town hall
square, you turn first right and first left - it's just a question
of metres. It's well worth a visit because the pub is a labyrinth
of rooms. Oh, the original well is preserved and viewable, with
reinforced glass on top. Good music is assured, if José has anything
to do with it and the setting, as I said, is unique. Go, visit
& enjoy!
Here comes the golf course(s)! The Mayor
has announced that there will be an 18-hole golf course laid next
to Cotobro. Not only that, but there will also be 248 VPO flats
(basically, council houses). Vergel Tropical will be the name
of this urban huge expansion scheme. 534m euros will be spent
on this golf course, which will share the 2,000,000 sqm plot with
a hotel and both private and council housing. ¡Toma castaña! Who's
behind it? Inves Asesoramiento Inmobiliario, Borrag Investitiions
AG, Jesús Ruiz Peralta, Joaquín Cabreras Torrres and Mitawa AG,
who between them account for 61% of the land. The plot is between
La Herradura and Almuñécar (Los Corrales, the rubbish dump, Cotobro
and nearby areas). The architect of the project, Guillermo Santacruz
Sánchez de Rojas, said that the original idea only counted on
200,000sqms, belonging to Inves Asesoramiento Inmobilario SL in
Cotobro, but a further 800,000sqms were later added. "The terrain
is of the most difficult for a golf course. So much so that ist
design always had to be conditioned to the housing. This is not
a charity, but a business set up by investors and, of course,
they want to see the venture make profit and to generate wealth
for Almuñécar," said Sr. Santacruz. . The complex will have three
access points. One of which will run under the main road Cotobro
bridge, (goodbye to one of Spain's oldest existing Roman bridges).
Another will lead off the N-340 at an undetermined point and the
last hasn't been decided yet. As for the actual golf course, it
will be of the 'bravíos' kind - in other words, you'll need ropes
and tackle. A golfer's accuracy, the spokesman admits, will have
to be excellent. The average par will be 60 strokes because the
stretch needed to bring it up to 72 is 'not practical'. More
info.
The Mayor of Jete - the first village
going up Rio Verde Valley - is asking for access to the motorway.
As things stand, anybody from Otívar, Lentegí or Jete would have
to come all the way down to Almuñécar to be able to gain access
to the said motorway. He pointed out that Rio Verde Valley is
Spain's - indeed Europe's - prime chirimoya and níspola producing
area. Sound reasoning. He said that from the very beginning, they
have been asking for such an access to the new road but that the
valley (predominantly socialist) had always been ignored by the
previous conservative government. "The reasons given by the previous
government," says Jete's mayor, "are ludicrous: it would mean
too much earth moving." He argues that Almuñécar's connection
required vast amounts of earth movement, involving towering embankments.
Yet the proposal set forward by Jete's village council only calls
for one kilometre of access road and no major earth movement works,
he says.

It has now been announced that the project
Palace of Justice, or in other words, the new law courts, will
be going up behind Las Gondolas, which on the way to Velilla.
The plot, which has been used up till now as a car park, measures
some 3,884sqm. That, Ladies & Gentlemen, means goodbye to yet
another emergency car park in town. The plot was originally reserved
for either a hotel, council houses or the Palacio de Justicia
plus council houses. That land actually belonged to the regional
authorities under the public land company, EPSA. The deal is that
EPSA cedes this 3,884sqm plot to Almuñécar, in exchange that within
four years the Town Council cedes a plot of 7,668sqm EPSA. Failing
this, the Town Council will have to pay them 838,760 euros, which
is what the land is worth as council house building land. This
plot behind Las Gondolas was originally handed over to the town
for council houses in 1995, but the sneaky Town Council, re-categorised
the land as 'hotel plot,' which is their favourite party trick.
The regional authorities immediately took the town to the tribunals
and there it remained, until this above deal was struck.
The Saturday Flea Market will not take
place in August, mainly because the market ground will be used
as much needed parking space during this peak season. The organisation
has changed as well. From now on anybody who wants to sell at
the Saturday market, which is always held on the first Saturday
of each month, will have to pay three months up front. You will
then be awarded your plot number. No overnight parking will be
permitted and traders will not be able to begin setting up their
stalls before 07.00. Stalls must be taken down by 15.00. These
new measures have been forced on the organisers because of some
traders have been abusing the situation. Special one-off bookings
will be considered - contact Netty. Now, with a plot booked three
months up front, there should be no squabbling over plots. Some
traders appear to have forgotten that the whole thing was set
up as a charity event to collect funds for the Cancer Association
- and not for them to move in and attempt to monopolise the event
or intimidate others. ¡Eres una maquina, Netty!

The IV Clubs Fair was held in the Majuelo
Botanical Gardens this year on the 12th of June - last year it
was held in the Town Hall Square. The idea is for the people of
Almuñécar - home grown and imported - to have the chance to see
what the local clubs and associations are up to. There were clubs
of all kinds: environmental, cultural and sports. During the morning
there were kendo, karate, aerobic and even table-tennis displays.
Of course, our Pepe the Postman was there with his aero-modelling
stand, showing off impressive model airplanes. In the afternoon
the town brass band had a burst, as did the La Herradura Chorus.
Are there any radio hams out there (INT QSA INT QRK K)? Well,
we have our very own club, as well. I could mention all the clubs
present but it wouldn't make interesting reading - although it
would fill this page for me!
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At last the village will
have a children's doctor. However, the victory is incomplete,
as coverage will only be limited. "The surgery for the paediatrician
will be available three days a week, one of which will be full-day
attendance and the other two only half days. To begin with, as
we have little space in the doctor's surgery, this new service
has had to fit in with the GP," says María Victotria Ruiz, the
Vice-Mayoress and Delegate for La Herradura. The surgery times
for the child doctor will be from 12.00 to 15.00 on Monday and
Wednesday and all morning on Fridays... when most La Herradureñas
mothers are shopping at the weekly market in Almuñécar. Sra. Ruiz
also made a point of the fact that the town hall had already offered
to the Servicio Andaluz de Salud a 160sqm premises to house all
the different health functions that La Herradura might need -
including a paediatric surgery and for a médico de desplazados
(a doctor who attends non residents). But this is not the only
demand made by the villagers - they want more staff in the medical
centre in general. For example, the centre needs an administrator-cum-attendance
clerk. "Now that the town hall has given ample premises to the
the SAS, they should meet our demands," says one villager, "because
the two doctors and the nurse don't have an administrator or janitor."
For the last twenty years the system has been for an employee
from the town hall to open up the office and issue appointment
numbers from 08.00 to 10.00. At the moment, it is a bricklayer
who does this. The nurse also helps out, which means that there
is less time for that person to carry out house calls, etc.
Work has been carried out
by Tragsa, which is a company that works for the Ministry of Environment,
on the access to the La Herradura beach. This is part of a general
improvement to Almuñécar and La Herradura beaches. 470,000 euros
later, you probably won't notice the difference, but never mind.
Council workmen are like porn stars - they must not only work,
but that they must be seen to be working!

The following item of news
happened on the 28th May, which, as you can imagine, happened
too late in the month to be included in the June issue. The Junta
de Andalucía has urged the town hall to halt the building of a
six-storey construction in Carmenes del Mar, Cerro Gordo. Not
only that but the Department of Public Works has also pressed
them to revise the building permission given to the construction
company, Comarex to build this monstrosity. Comarex are also the
company that built the Sol Melía Hotel on San Cristóbal beach
in Almuñécar. The six-storey building on Cerro Gordo is part of
the V Phase of the Carmenes del Mar residential estate. The building
clearly exceeds the size limitations stipulated in the municipal
building regulations, both in height and volume. It is a total
barbarity that this area of natural beauty has been destroyed
by Carmenes del Mar and a veritable crime that a six-storey building
plus a tower has been allowed to get this far! This is what Shakespeare,
Chaucer and the Venerable Bede would have qualified as, taking
the piss.' Comarex also just managed to slip in a further 81sqm
of bricks and concrete beyond the 1,089.45 permitted. That is
equivalent to a small flat, for the love of God, so it's not exactly
a case of 'oops! Sorry, my hand slipped with the cement trowel,'
or whatever it is called, is it? The Department of Public Works
goes on to say that a three-metre minimum separation that must
be left between and public right of way or other buildings has
not been respected, either. They've even swallowed up a piece
of public right of way. Building work had already been stopped
once by the town hall because of certain building irregularities,
but according to the Mayor, the company had rectified the situation
and had been allowed to continue construction work in January.
It was the neighbourhood association, 'Pueblo' who reported the
company to the town hall and who wisely also reported it at the
same time to the regional authorities. So even though that the
Town Council considers that everything is hunky-dory, The voice
from above does not... so there! "The construction eliminates
the view of an elevated number of houses," says the spokesman
for the neighbourhood association, José García, adding, "they
haven't even left a margin between the natural park and the buildings."
It is calculated that the said building negatively effects directly
60 other dwellings. The snag is that the Junta de Andalucía, to
date, can only urge and not 'order' the Town Council to stop the
work. It should come as no surprise, therefore, that they will
be dragging their heels under the pretext of necessary reports
and paperwork. In the meantime, as the building only needs a few
finishing touches inside, the dirty deed will be completed.
The opposition members
of the Town Council have complained about the Councillor for Citizen
Safety and Traffic, Daniel Barbero. One of their complaints is
that if you do something wrong in La Herradura, you get a warning,
whereas if you do the same thing in Almuñécar, you get fined directly.
This is an alusion towards Daniel Barbero's leniency towards the
Herradureños, which is where he comes from. A touch of nepotism
is implied. It goes without saying that he has drawn a load of
flak over the Paseo parking work - the very slow progress being
made. The opposition said that it would also be nice if he were
to pass a few days in the Almuñécar office, and not only in his
La Herradura one. Daniel Barbero rejects these multiple criticism
and responds, "What was good, remains good and what was bad, has
been improved." Óle! He also emphasised that the towns' beaches
will have special vigilance from the 1st July to the 30th September.
There was a bit of a hullabaloo
at the beginning of last month, which started in Maro and ended
in La Herradura, where a stolen lorry smashed into various other
vehicles. According to a statement made by the councillor, Daniel
Barbero, local police were alerted by telephone calls from residents
in the Rambla del Espinar, who were complaining about the damage
caused to several cars by a lorry with the registration MA 5778
BF. The vehicle has been stolen in Maro by a man of North African
origin. "At the moment of the theft, the man tried to run over
one of the owners of the lorry, because he tried to stop him,"
stated Sr. Barbero. The thief crashed into several other vehicles
before he could reach the main road. On reaching La Herradura
he rammed into about a dozen parked cars in the Rambla del Espinar.
There, he decided to ditch the stolen lorry and run off. To date,
he still hasn't be caught, nor is he liable to be. The councillor
considers that the man must have been an illegal immigrant on
his way to Almería and that he had entered La Herradura, fearing
being chased on the main road.

The first summer fire behind
the village was extinguished with alacrity and professionalism.
The helicopter entertained beach watchers as it swooped down to
such up water on repeated and rapid occasions. However, it was
also over in moments. The fire started in the Barranco de Las
Tejas behind hostal Los Verdiales. In the one short hour of its
bothersome life it managed to burn almost a hectare of subtropical
fruit trees and mountain shrub. By the time that we got our act
together, after being, alerted by a phone call, the firemen were
standing around looking bored and fingering cigarette lighters
longingly. Never mind - the summer is long and the pyromaniacs
many!

Talking of pyromaniacs,
they arrested two Germans suspected of burning down the pier house.
It only took the local police 24 hours to lay hands on the alleged
culprits. The suspects are W.C.A., who has just turned 19 and
18-year-old R.C. Allegedly, with the aid of petrol and paper,
they set light to the pier house at 04.00 on morning at the beginning
of June. Despite the wood being specially treated and being of
the kind little disposed to spontaneous combustion, anyway, the
whole thing went up in spectacular flames. The firemen had put
it out not long after it started but at around 10.00 the same
morning the wind brought it back to life. Rebuilding the burnt
pier house is the responsibility of the coastal authorities and
not of the municipal ones - so it will probably stay like that
for quite some time. The damage was valued at 12,000 euros. But
above all, it had to be foreigners, didn't it? The village, like
Almuñécar, is becoming more and more foreign dominated, especially
by the Brits. Although on this occasion the hooligans were German,
it's the sort of thing that you expect but don't miss about UK
living.
This year's San Juan festivities
in La Herradura were a peaceful low key affair. Twenty odd groups
camped on the beach, ranging from sophisticated family encampments
complete with TV, halogen lamps and huge barbecues sizzling- to
the more intimate set up of a tent and bottle of cava under the
stars… The annual ablutions were tentative, due to the chilly
sea temperatures but one could still spot the older Herradurian
folk dutifully carrying out the annual ablutions in the hope of
obtaining 'eternal beauty'! The kid's play area just (just next
to The Hideaway) was host to some of the evening's musical entertainment.
The musical duo played traditional Spanish music to a medley of
generations that danced the night away amongst the swings and
slides. Apparently, there was also good action at the Nuevo Camping
end of the beach with live music and a young, lively crowd.

The Ed. and the Pub. popped
in to see Rudi & Maggie at the El Gallinero Restaurant, which
is on the N-340 main road just above the village. Sharing a few
wines in this excellent ambience, the Ed. spotted their collection
of cartoons. One of them is the one they we have printed above...
brilliant! In fact, the whole restaurant is impregnated with humour:
a cockrel crows everytime that somebody walks in through the door.
The men's toilet is a master piece! The urinal is a real television
set behind a large sheet of glass. So, you can express your opinion
on what is on the TV in the most original and satisfying manner!
Rudi & Maggie prepare and present chicken in every imaginable
way. But it's not only chicken because they also do - with sufficient
notice - authentic Swiss cheese fondues, as well as buffet-style
meat fondues.

Brothers, Ángel and Antonio
at the Chambao de Vicente, which is at the west end of the bay,
have re-opened the roof terrace for the summer evenings. This
is probably the best spot to watch the day ebb from the sky, enjoying
a nice, long, cool drink on this spendid terrace overlooking the
beach. The terrace has its own bar where only drinks are served
- this is somewhere that you might go to treat yourself and company
to an after-dinner sup.
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Where are they going to put that pesky
flea market? Some stallholders have suggested that the parking
area behind Haveli's would be a good idea for the Tuesday Market.
The Huertos de Carabeo has 40,000sqms, so there's plenty of elbow
room. There's plenty of room for the market and car parking, they
argue, and that it is sufficiently away from the town centre not
to cause a noisy disturbance or a traffic one. The market has
200 stalls, which means that 200 families depend on it for financial
income. What they don't want is to be expelled to the Arroyo de
Almijara area - they consider that it would be the end of the
market. Besides, this area is a green belt zone, which is not
very apt for a massive human presence once a week. Let's see what
happens!
Bustable? You may have encountered a
man wandering the streets of Nerja with a mission. He comes up
to you furtively offering to supply you with various drugs, which
is a little disconcerting. When this happened to me, I was positively
reeling that he was so openly peddling drugs to all and sundry.
Later, I learned that this chap is able to sell these drugs even
though the local law-keepers are all aware that he does so. This
seemed a little odd, until it was revealed that after making a
sale, he then calls the police to 'shop' his customer. Well, no
wonder he is not apprehended! (I suppose this way he still gets
to make his money - undeterred!).
Urban bus fares are going up, if they
haven't done so already. The Town Council announced that bus fares
would go up by 5 cents - wow! Does this mean that Nerja residents
will be leaping from high windows in financial desperation? So,
instead of costing you 77 cents, it will now cost you the monumental
sum of 82 cents. Come on - get real! Have you ever tried making
a local bus trip in the UK - you have to take out a bank loan.
But, for those of you who will feel outraged by this abuse of
Nerja public transport, you can stop clutching your wallet and
purses in despair because there are bus passes available. There
is a 'bono' for 10 trips, costing 6.22 euros and another special
'bono' for pensioners and students - 2.61 euros. At the moment,
the company that runs the bus service, Verano Azul, provides four
bus routes. The first starts from the Avenida del Mediterráneo
and goes as far as la Barriada de los Poetas and San Juan de Capistrano.
The second one serves Burriana Beach and Capistrano Villa. The
third one, which is a mini-bus service, is the town centre and
only runs during the high season. Finally, the fourth bus route
is along the N-340 and goes as far as Marinas de Nerja at the
western extremity of the township. Buses run between 08.00 and
21.00 in winter and 08.30 and 01.00 the next day in the summer.
Get it? Got it? Good!

Street Sellers. When you have spent
more than a week here, you will have become accustomed to the
constant barrage of street sellers accosting you, while you are
simply wandering along, sat chatting, or a little more annoyingly,
when you are actually trying to eat! Some people who seem to have
curbed this for themselves are Scottish couple Maureen & Ogilvie
Stephen. Yes I did get the name right - it isn't Stephen Ogilvie.
Poor man must be right fed up with having a 'Christian' sounding
surname and vice versa. I know, get on with it Nikki! So, how
do they stop the street sellers? Well, he's got the T-shirt! They
wander about without a care or an empty wallet as he sports the
words 'Please don't sell this woman anything' plastered across
his chest. And apparently it works. I want one!
Sunday 6th June was not only the D-Day
Celebrations - it was also a street battle in the Plaza Tutti
Frutti at two o'clock in the morning. One local policeman, two
Guardia Civil policemen and two lads from Granada were injured.
Things got so out of hand that one of the Guardia Civil had to
fire a shot into the air to whip up some respect. Of course, brawling
in front of night bars is habitual, especially around Plaza Tutti
Frutti but this was certainly the most serious incident in a long
time. It started with a verbal argument between a lad from Maro
with two lads from the province of Granada. Two local police patrols
turned up to sort things out and were consequently 'sorted out,'
themselves. According to the local police they suddenly found
themselves surrounded and being pelted with glasses and stones.
So, they did what they always do when some serious police work
is needed - they screamed for help from the Green Meanies. That's
the trouble you see - it doesn't matter where you are, be it Nerja,
Almuñécar or where-ever in Spain - the municipal police are only
good for car parking fines and intimidating grannies. The reason
for this is that there is no respect for them - which in great
part, is their fault. Anyway, back to the plot. The Guardia Civil
turn up, take one look at the beleaguered local police and decide
to have a beer or two and wait for things to cool down... Nah
Just kidding! They took one look at the beleaguered local police,
sniggered and decided to concentrate their efforts on protecting
the ambulance that was trying to evacuate the injured. In the
meantime, the crowd, impressed by the aerodynamic capacity of
beer glasses, pelted the local police, the Guardia Civil, the
ambulance, a curious dog and each other. One of the Guardia Civil
was consequently knock unconscious - bad move! Immediately, one
of them whipped out his gun and fired a shot into the air. Strangely
enough, everybody came to the immediate conclusion that sitting
at home would be a good place to be and the riot evaporated. The
consequence of all this is that the Nerja Town Council has decided
to install CCTV in the square and other conflictive points. Police
patrols will be stepped up and one councillor even proposed putting
police control points at the entrances to Nerja to stop outside
gangs from coming into town and causing problems... Why don't
they just hang them upside down and beat the soles of their feet
until they can recite their seven times table in an Outer-Mongolian
dialect or sing a Mary Poppin's song, word for word, in Swahili
without farting?
Lost in Frigiliana. After having ascertained
that although possible, it's not really a good idea to explore
the old part of the village in a long-wheel-base Landrover. I
discovered that there seems to be plenty of parking around the
outskirts, and once you know where to look, you can find little
shortcuts into the centre, where there are all manner of interesting
shops and bars to peruse. So, might I suggest, that so long as
you don't have a huge box of eagerly anticipated Seaside Gazettes
to deliver, a short amble is far better than the manipulation
of a vehicle through the charming streets. As with most of the
villages, I was pleased to see a line of elderly locals sitting
on the benches in the square. These folk are always happy to chat,
though probably due their own hearing being a bit 'iffy', communication
gets very 'Basil Fawlty' at times. Time after time I had experienced
with the older folk, that when they say something to you that
you don't understand and you tell them that you don't know what
that particular word means, they simply repeat it louder! I don't
have enough language skills yet to explain to them, that being
new here, I have problems with the language and not my hearing!
No Bulls**t! On the corner, halfway down
Castilla Pérez, where the road meets with Diputación, you'll find
a right 'Crazy Cow' - A.K.A Adele. (You'll know what I mean when
you've been there). She runs a trendy sandwich bar, serving grub
to die for (not just sandwiches). Well that's what I had heard.
Today I decided to see for myself and after sampling her Chicken
Sate accompanied with a lovely fresh salad and wickedly good garlic
toast, I will be back!
Bridge Too Far? It seems not. Talking
to a Bridge Expert for just half an hour has compelled me to find
the time to investigate this compulsive game further. Simply a
game of cards it is not. More an innate form of strategic psycho-delve.
The States have over 300,000 official players, and also have a
32-storey building dedicated to the game. Yet it seems that you
can go just about anywhere in the world, and be able to locate
players. A flick through the Yellow Pages, or local tourist office
will cover this need. In Nerja alone there are 200 people (probably
more) who play on a regular social basis. Bridge is very much
a social game, which is played with a partner. If one is of the
competitive nature, then I suspect that simply playing with one's
spouse as your partner could end up in divorce though. One particularly
interesting game began with a couple (not in Nerja, I hasten to
add) inviting another couple to play at their home. A little friction
developed when one of the husbands began to constantly bitch at
his wife's strategic play. Bearing in mind that most games can
be up to four hours long, (with 635 billion possible deal variations),
she eventually grew more than a little annoyed at him. When she
got up and produced a gun from a drawer, it caused amusement in
the group, which quickly turned to horror when she shot him dead
where he sat. 'Sorted'! The subsequent court case was prolonged
as the jury were ordered to learn how to play the game in order
to ascertain the intrinsic frustrations and tensions that were
felt by players. After experiencing these feelings for themselves,
the woman was acquitted. Mmm, makes you curious, doesn't it? So
I suppose, if you are invited to partner a person, whom you suspect
does not have fond regard for you, go with a bullet-proof vest
or watch your drink! One place where I could not imagine that
there would be any friction, is at Haveli's Indian restaurant
in Nerja. The owner, 'Amit', is a world player, and runs a Bridge
club called The King of Hearts there, several times a week. The
location is ideal with both indoor and outdoor facilities. The
outside area being walled and private, is airy and seductive with
friendly but non-imposing staff, serving exquisite food and drink.
A parking area at the back entrance is also a Godsend. This place
comes highly recommended, but don't just nod... Go and see for
yourself - you will be back!
Burriana Breached
I promised last month that I would check out the new bars opening
down at Burriana. I did - your turn! Well, go and get yourself
a drink and read on. All that Jazz is run by two guys called Sandy
& Marc, who are already finding their feet in my favourite section
of Nerja. I love it there, as you can park up once and do the
whole of Burriana Beach in one easy enjoyable stroll. Incidentally,
if you go there early evening, there seem to be plenty of parking
spaces along the front. If you have trouble finding a slot there,
(it's a little tougher during the day when the beach-goers are
abundant) go right to the end of the traders. This is where you'll
find All that Jazz, and you can hang a sharp left back round on
yourself and find a slot to park in the road behind that leads
back up to the exit road. Look, my directions aren't always that
good - for example, when I try to explain something complicated
to my hubby and he starts to get a glazed look, I usually get
exasperated and say "You know what I mean", When I do, he annoyingly
replies, "No, Nik. You know what you mean, everybody else has
to guess! I digress. Marc and Sandy have done a wonderful job
at creating a bar with style. Quite a contrast to the rubble and
piles of building materials that where there last month! The colour
scheme is relaxing, as is the layout - plentiful but spacious,
which is just as well, as they will be having musical entertainment
to accompany their proud cuisine. Everything is freshly prepared
on the premises (none of those pre-packed micro-meals). Apart
from the meal side of the business, Marc is happy to produce extra
tapas to accompany your cocktails during the live music sessions,
which I am sure will be just as carefully selected for your pleasure.
Sandy will also be doing impromptu performances on occasions,
as he is a pianist and songwriter himself. They haven't had their
official opening night yet, but as it is still in the planning
stage I am not allowed to give you any clues yet. Suffice it to
say, it will definitely be worth waiting for! (Tel: 636 077 628)
Baker's Bar is the other new bar on
the block that I called into recently. This was the bar I was
telling you about with the intended big TV screen for sporting
events. Well, I was wrong, there isn't a big TV screen - there
are three! Being me, I picked a really good time to go and chat
- not! The bar was heaving. Why? Because I inadvertently picked
my time of calling to coincide with the big Spain v Greece football
match - doh! They were still in the first half when I called,
with Spain leading 1 - 0. I decided to just get a picture to save
me a thousand words that they could not spare at the time, and
that I would interview them later. I did, however, get to chat
to a couple of customers, sharing a table. They were, Marian Bloju
from Romania - whose name, if you pronounce it correctly, sounds
downright suggestive - and Michael Matthewman from England. They
both went to great lengths to extol the virtues of this new bar.
The overall impression I was left with, after watching the customers
for a while, was that games are without frontiers… until they
play each other!
Bitter & Twisted they are not. The name
gave me a bit of a shudder initially, so I walked past several
times over the last month. But that just goes to prove you shouldn't
judge a book by its cover. The people running this bar are great
- all five of them! This isn't a new bar, as the owners, Steve
(wing commander/chef) & Sarah (wannabee STF) bought it 18 months
ago. Ruth (SSF) - you'll just have to ask! - is their manager.
Chris, (crash coordinator and 2nd chef) is currently adorning
some very smart hospital attire, but obviously didn't stay to
enjoy the hospital food, owing to a recent moped accident. No
trees or other vehicles were hurt during the making of these scars!
Roger (rabbit) - well he does have the Sorrirog (sorry Roge) salad
named after him - carries out the rest of the duties necessary
to running a popular bar. Okay, so it was a light-hearted interview
in a few relaxing moments before their regular Wednesday evening
Jazz Night with the 6pc Dixie Swing Band. Booking your meal is
recommended on these nights.
So, for comfort food with a gourmet twist,
either at the bar or as part of their outside-catering service,
offering everything from Sushi to a steak with all the trimmings,
give them a ring on 95 252 3683.XX P.S: If you are curious Don't
ask Ruth about her abbreviation unless you like hospital food!
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