Sunday, April 28, 2013

Flamencas

They're not Flemish nor are they flaming, so what do you call 75,000 women in flamenco dresses? We tried flamengos, flamengettes, but have settled on the at least gender-appropriate flamenca. Dots or dottees might have worked (you'll see) but flamencas is now entrenched. In my mind anyway. The most interesting and appealing aspects of feria are the women and their flamenco dresses, which are, nearly without exception, of the polka dot tribe. And no two are alike (except the mother/daughter combinations). Here are some examples.
Pretty typical, arriving Wednesday afternoon


















All ages; yes, we bought a flamenca outfit for Penelope for
next year















She smiled at me














Many younger flamencas














Mom generally nearby














You're not going to ride the scooter in that thing, are you?














The scooter was parked next to this; seriously;
sculpture of the Unknown Flamenca


















Girls' flamenca dress department at El Cortes Ingles; these
are the left-overs! Yours, Penelope, came from a somewhat
less reputable source
















In one of the more exclusive shops
downtown (closed for feria)



















Practicalities; the dresses have hidden,
zippered pockets under the folds; we
also noted smart-phones stored there and
also more conspicuously in the massive
cleavage areas






















More little flamencas














They start them very young (yes, I always ask permission
for shots like these)















Mother and daughter outfits


















Matches the pink flamencas; encouraged
by his father, this kid knows how to strike a
pose




















Teeny-bopper flamencas














Dancin'

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Seville's Feria By Evening

We went back two days later to see and enjoy more of the feria...
In a publico, where I sampled the manzanilla, a sherry-like
drink that is traditional at the feria















And watched the dancing


















Ditto


















Ditto again


















In the streets














Everywhere














I would have fit right in...














We moved on to the adjoining amusement park, and another
50,000 people















All the usual wild rides














Ditto














My idea of a shooting gallery














The larger of the ferris wheels














Errant balloons being hauled away














Main street by night














Rachel, note: this is the Pharma casita














Getting ready for a sit-down dinner














But we had an 11:30 bus to catch and had to leave














But I think we might be back for more
someday

Seville's Feria By Day

Imagine an annual week-long city celebration. A thousand of Seville's elite families, businesses and associations erect sizable casitas (tent buildings, some quite elaborate) on the fairgrounds just across the river from the old city. Each casita has its own kitchen and bar and facilities and can accommodate 50 or more; some many more. The parties go on 24/7 for seven days. Music, dancing, drinking, partying. The women dress up in flamenco dresses and perhaps 1% of the men in traditional caballero garb, the rest mostly in business attire. When things get slow, the elites parade around on their horses and in their buggies. There are even 6 or 8 publicos, places where the preterites--those of us without connections or invitations--can go, sit down, have a drink, watch, dance, pee. And there is also a sizable amusement park (two ferris wheels!) adjoining, for the additional amusement of those without invitations but who are looking for fun. We knew about the feria and timed our visit in Seville to occur in the middle of it. It is an extraordinary affair--culture, family, business, music, dance, dress, food, drink--and we wanted to see it both by day and in the evening. It is unlike any other pageantry we have seen or heard of.
A typical casita














Inside another...mid-afternoon, mid-week; business in
Seville adjusts its hours accordingly (except for the tourism
business; one sees few obvious tourists at the feria)
















A larger casita














It's a very family thing














Parade time














Main gate to the fairgrounds














Caballero














The parades go on and on, quite colorful














Woman mostly ride side-saddle...understandably














This is the main street to the amusement park--maybe a
kilometer in length, packed















Posse














Most all the thousand private casitas have their own
security, some conspicuous, some less















Interior of another casita














Another














Here's the listing of all the casitas...our first visit was on a
city-wide holiday, so the buses were running on a reduced
schedule, and we had to get back to Camping Villsom, in
Dos Hermanas, before they stopped running; we resolved to
get back to the feria another day, or night


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Seville: A Caution...

Seville has now moved up to 2nd on our list of favorite Spanish cities. It has everything to do with the Abril Feria de Primavera, the week-long spring fair. I'm sorry if the narrative flow doesn't flow. That's how it was. We loved it. Even with temperatures in the 90s. If you don't like Seville, you should skip the next 8-10 posts.