Market Day

Every Thursday is market day in Orgiva. It is a mish mash of spanish locals, hippies, moroccans, africans, europeans and of course the everpresent english who have moved to warmer climes.

It is the place where people meet, talk and shop and gives a great insight into the Alpujarran community - the jigsaw of people, culture and the soul that eminates is engrossing. Just about everything is for sale - kitchen odds and ends, clothes, shoes, vegetables, plants, jewelery and bric a brac. We go every week to get our fruit and veg and wander around to see the show. We know enough people now to stop and chat ourselves. Archie loves a visit to the chicken man as he has developed a fondness for barbequed chook (in particular the skin) and Angus leads us straight to the caramello man (takes after his mum).

After shopping we settle into Cafe Baraka for a coffee or hot chocolate - the latter is a great favourite and we have wondered whether it might indeed provide all the food groups and we could live on them alone. Below is Archie going for the chocolate calliente at the speed of sound.