American in Spain

Zahí­nos 2008

August 21, 2008
In back of truck

When we go to Extremadura, we stay mainly in my mother-in-law's hometown of Higuera de la Serena (Fig Tree of the Serene). But we also always visit my father-in-law's hometown of Zahí­nos. Higuera de la Serena is a very small town, but most of the people we see there have moved away to the Basque Country and are visiting on vacation like we are. So, despite the size of the town, Higuera de la Serena feels more urban because of the people there. But Zahí­nos is still full of the rural people that have always lived there, so Zahí­nos really feels like a small town. Marga's uncle, íngel, after suffering three heart attacks, no longer works, accepting a social security check and spending his days renovating his house and working on his farm. And, because it's small town Spain, the thought of íngel's wife or two daughters ever having a job has never occurred to anyone. So things are reeeally laid back, since the family members we visit there are all on permanent vacation. The most interesting thing we ever do there is go to íngel's farm. Grapes to the horizon

During the two-hour drive from Higuera de la Serena to Zahí­nos, we pass right through a vineyard that stretches from horizon to horizon.


The pigs rush to the gate because they know what's coming.

Feeding Pigs

íngel dumps watermelon rinds to the pigs. He claims that this is pretty much all they eat.

Pigs eating watermelon rinds

Oink oink. Snuffle snuffle. Pigs eat very...vigorously.

Pigs eating watermelon rinds

So would these be pork rinds? I crack myself up.

Gobble gobble!

He's got turkeys too.


Gobble gobble.

Swell Well

A circular well with a rectangular wall.

In back of truck

The way we go to íngel's farm is in his backseatless truck. This year it was my turn to be in the back.

We were there for the annual town festival in Zahí­nos. The only real event we saw was the Ribbon Race. The event consists of riding a horse at full gallop under a bar upon which ribbons tied to metal rings hang. The competitors have to stick a pencil-sized stick through the metal ring, capturing a ribbon as they gallop by. Needless to say, this is very difficult. There are quite a few residents of Zahí­nos with some excellent equestrian skills. It was very fun to watch. I tried for some action shots right by the ribbons, but I ended up with 15 photos of the ribbons and the sky. Not a single horse. Let's just say the iPhone isn't for photographing fast things.

Ribbon Race

"Whoa!!" They use that word in Spanish, too. Although I guess it would be spelled guo. You can see the ribbons there on the left.

Ribbon Race

He looks like he's in a hurry to go write something.

Horse parked at saloon

Afterwards we went for some drinks. There were several "parked" horses at the bar saloon.

Frog Legs

Fried frog legs. Pretty good food. I don't eat much amphibian.