Monday, 22 February 2010

A Flying visit to England

Last week the schools in our area had "Semana Blanca"- literally White Week, which means time off classes to go skiing. Instead of that, we took a Ryanair flight from Zaragoza to Stansted. The view over London was really spectacular. We could see the London Eye, bridges, unfinished Olympic site, etc.  Lovely weather on the drive from the airport to Ringmer. Terrible traffic! The south east of England is so full of cars.
The next day we went to Seaford beach in the afternoon. Beautiful, but cold and windy. This photo is before the sun went in.
The next day we drove westwards to Chichester. What a nice city! It's got a market cross that looks like a stone crown. The streets that radiate from the cross had a farmers' market: meat, sausages, fruit, cheese and cakes. It all looked and smelt delicious. Chichester has got a strange cathedral. The belltower is separate from the rest of the building. The first thing we noticed was the Jaca chessboard design on one of the outer walls. You can just about see it here, also some nice Romanesque (Norman) windows. Did they get it from Jaca? Or is it just called Jaqués here, but really it's universal? Inside, the basic impression is Gothic, but there are several Romanesque elements, two stone-carved reliefs which were rediscovered in the 19th century, very similar to the images on the columns in the old monastery cloister in San Juan de la Peña.



On the way back we stopped in Arundel, which is dominated by a massive Norman castle (closed for the winter). In the town I found a shop selling forced rhubarb. It's such a nice colour!
The next day we went east, to the ancient Cinque Port of Rye. It's very quaint and pretty, and was full of tourists for the Scallop Festival.

Saturday, 13 February 2010

A question

I've got a question. Does anyone read this blog? If you do, let me know what you think (don't be too hard on me).

Friday, 12 February 2010

A tour of Jaca

It doesn’t matter where we start from. This little town of some 12,000 inhabitants has got lots of things to show its visitors and lots of stories to tell, not all of them happy ones.
There are buildings here from the 10th century, a little ruined chapel which was moved from the hillside, 11th century , the cathedral, the 16th century Town hall and the church at the end of the High Street. This street also has some of Jaca’s Art Nouveau (Modernist) buildings from the first decades of the 20th century. You can see when a country has been prosperous by the mix of architectural styles; all over Spain you can find magnificent examples of Modernism.
Jaca was the first capital of the Kingdom of Aragón. We are in the foothills of the Pyrenees, at 820 m altitude. At one time it was the very border of Christendom. As you know, in the 8th century, the Iberian peninsula was almost completely overpowered by the Moors from north Africa. They did not stay in the north very long, although we have some great stories of battles and miracles from the time of the occupation (Sta Orosia, Felix and Voto, Conde Aznar). Every year on the 1st Friday of May the inhabitants of Jaca parade in spectacular costumes to celebrate the defeat of the Moorish troops by local men, women and children.
From this square where the bones of medieval monks lie under the stones, we’ll go past the early 20th century fairy-tale buildings on this pedestrian street; you can just see the walls of the castle over there, another fort on the top of that hill. It was started in 1884 and finished in 1904, in a fantastic position to guard the valley, 1,142 m/sea level. It was used as a prison after the uprising in 1930, and many people were either executed there or taken to fields away from town to shoot them. There are several places in town which have the same grim memories, and some people still living who lost loved ones then. From some places you can see Collarada, which is 2,886 m/sea level. Jaca is 820 m/sl.
The calle Mayor, high street was pedestrianised a few years ago. That makes it easier to look at the curious modernist buildings erected in the second decade of the 20th century, nº 17, 20, 32, 34.
Here is the town hall, an elegant plateresque façade from the 16th century. There is a historic archive with documents dating as far back as 1042. The bells ring every 15 minutes. They play two songs, one which says “Jaca knows how to live in freedom in the shelter of Mount Oroel”, the anthem people sing in the First Friday celebrations, the other the Jota de Jaca, which celebrates the beauty of the area: “ a thousand aromas and sounds which I’ll never forget”.
At the end of the high street we are really going back in time: There is a convent which has been here since 1555, when the nuns escaped from a plague in Santa Cruz de la Serós where the convent was founded in 1060. The brought with them the tomb of doña Sancha daughter of king Ramiro I, who lived in the convent. The tomb is a gem of romanesque sculpture.
Round the corner we find all that’s left of the city walls, the rest of which were demolished in 1915 to allow for the city’s expansion. Nowadays that seems unthinkable, but then they were very happy about it.
Now we’ve got a walk round the bend to see some great views and a new building. 25,000m3, 2 rinks, 1,800 m2 and 900m2 of ice, capacity for 3,000 spectators, the new ice rink was opened to the public in August 2008, although it was used in 2007 for the European Youth Olympics. The old ice rink (1972) is waiting to be demolished. Beyond you can see Monte Oroel, 1,769 m/sea level, which is a symbol of Jaca and place of pilgrimage. You can just see the cross on the top: it’s about 8m high.
That’s the new part of the city. Now we can see the oldest building. It’s a 10th century chapel which was built in the village of Sarsa, out there, and brought here from the abandoned village.
Making our way to the cathedral, we can see the Romanesque tower of the church of St James- Santiago. The building was inaugurated in 1088, and was heavily restored and reformed in the 17th and 19th centuries. It’s built facing the wrong way: the altar is facing west instead of east, in other words facing Santiago de Compostela, the most important place of pilgrimage in western Europe. On the pavements you’ll find brass scallops which mark the Pilgrims’ Way. Compostela is 850 kms away.
The Clock Tower doesn’t have a clock on it. A plain, square 15th century tower, was a palace and later a prison.
Back to the High Street and the Cathedral.
Why are the houses so close to the Cathedral? You can’t get a decent distance away for a good view. In 1836 the Spanish government sold off the monastic lands: it was a particularly secular time, and then they used the land to build houses. Remember, the city limits were still defined by the surrounding walls, so the space was used up.
The cathedral dates from 11th century, ordered by the first king of Aragón, Ramiro, started by his son Sancho Ramírez who founded Jaca. (named for Iacca, the latinisation of the name of indigenous inhabitants). Of course, the building has gone through repairs, reforms and additions in its thousand years of existence.
From here we can cross the road and go to the gates of St Peter’s Castle, usually known as la Ciudadela or citadel. Started in 1595, it’s a star-shaped fortress, with five angled bastions, the most complete in Spain, if not Europe. The castle is still an active barracks under the juristiction of the MoD, and has very limited opening times 11-12, 17-18, but also houses a very impressive exhibition of model soldiers which is well worth seeing.
Although the castle was built in the 16th century the gateway contains a much older building, originally part of a Romanesque chapel. You can imagine that if the castle were under fire, those rather delicate arches would be the first things to go! From the outside we can see that the first line of defence is a great dry moat, now populated by red deer. The interior is low down in the walls. So as not to present an easy target. Fortresses are built to deal with the munitions of the time: when they built the Rapitán fort, up there, centuries later, they had weaponry which could reach an enemy at considerable distance. Look at the bastions: at the base the walls may be as much as 4 m thick, at their highest part, 2.5m.
Why was it built? Jaca is a frontier town. 30 km from the French border, the first significant centre of population. There was a threat from the Hugenots (French protestants), so the King Philip II ordered its construction. There is a statue of him in the castle; the only one in Aragón.
What kinds of weapons did they have? From 40 lb to 5lb cannons, and the pikes and arquebuses on display in the armoury.

Garden birds

Last night the temperature was -7ºC, possibly colder. The ground is hard and there's a sprinkling of snow. We put some stale bread out on Monday, and now, on Friday, the birds are finally eating it! I suppose they are desperate for food. The red berries on the holly bush have finally disappeared (eaten by birds). I've seen our usual robin, blackbirds male and female, and some sparrows. It was beginning to look like spring, and now it's gone all wintry again. Today it's bright and clear, and I think the wind has dropped.
The other bird I saw this morning was what the Spanish call a "washerwoman"; a grey wagtail bobbing about in the front garden.

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

Royal visit

Today the prince and princess of Asturias visited Jaca Cathedral. Apparently you could see it all on the television, but I was busy. I walked down into town past two big white helicopters in the Military Mountain School, guarded by armed soldiers, to the town centre where television crews almost outnumbered the police. At the entrance to the cathedral about a hundred chilly people watched and waited. Councillors and bodyguards (with those wiggly earpieces) walked in and out. We got colder and colder. Eventually the royal couple came out. You could see the prince because he's so much taller than almost everybody, but not the princess. They apparently shook hands greeted people; not that I saw that, I was too far back.
The bishop and others dressed in purply ecclesiastical things came out, but I don't think anyone was bothered about them (we've seen them before).

Sunday, 7 February 2010

Weekend

We haven't managed to do much skiing this year. At first it was the lack of snow, but now it's lack of time; our weekends get booked up. The one which is finishing we really had  to spend in Zaragoza, because of family and church commitments. It's fun to spend a few hours shopping - mostly just exploring and poking about, and it's nice to sit at a big table and share tapas and beer and lament the state of the economy with the sisters and brothers-in-law: really good "paratas bravas" (fried potatoes with mayonnaise and Tabasco). It makes a change to go for long walks along really crowded, busy streets, but it's also lovely to find that, driving back, most of the cars are going the other way! The city's hoardes of skiers are going home. It does tcrowded in Jaca at the weekends in the skiing season, but it's still more comfortable to be here than in Zaragoza.
Tuesday is a big day in Jaca. The prince and princess of Asturias are coming to reinaugurate the Diocesan Museum. It's been closed for years, but now for this "Jacobean" year, they've made a special effort.