Sant Ponc – the oldest fair in Catalonia and reflections on the country life

Every year, in May same fairs take place in all Catalonia. It is to celebrate Sant Ponc – the patron of herbalists. Last Sunday of May, main squere of Castelldefels (Plaza Iglesia) was packed with little shops selling: cheese, olives, chorizos, sweets and all kinds of craftwork silver, wood and one (1) herbal shop. Well you sell what you have, whatever reason of the fair is. Nothing unusual I would say. Any reason is good for Spanish, to have some kind of celebration, bigger or smaller.

Cheese for lots of hungry people
Cheese for lots of hungry people
How much of chorizo you can eat

How much of chorizo you can eat

Before I used to get very exicted when I saw this:

The real bread stove

The real bread stove

Not anymore. Now I know, the only thing different from baguette, that will be baked in here, is going to be the shape.The taste will be exactly the same.

With this fair, I saw something interesting than the usual food and other crap.
The biggest crowd was actually not around the shops. It was around animals. They brought a little farm to our main square. We could see the chicken, rooster, ducks, trained goose and one sheep. Everyone was very excited. All the kids wanted to touch the animals and give them food.

Chickens

The chickens that all want to see

Trained goose

Trained goose

Sheep's husband

Sheep’s husband

And the biggest hit was .. an egg. A regular egg that one of the chickens must have laid just a moment before. All the parents were shouting, ‘look, there is an egg’.
Are we really got to these days, where chickens are to be shown in a ZOO?

The Egg

The Egg

FARM TO RENT – potentially good business

All my mommies friends dream about going to the farm house for a weekend, to see goats, chickens, ponys, rabbits etc. The whole families go to so called ‘casa rural’ and spend their holidays next to farm animals, paying lots of money for it. They come back and tells me all the exiting stories, how their children were so happy to be part of  every day of the coutry life.
I cannot imagine myself paying for looking at chickens. Both of my grandparents lived in the countryside, where I used to spent my summer holidays. When I say that, all react ‘ Oh God, you were lucky’. I did not feel like that back then, but now I really do. And I am totally happy that I will not have to pay for my son to understand where the eggs come from, or how rabbit looks like. He is the lucky one to spend his summer holiday in the countryside, driving tractor, eating raspberries from the bush, and watching how it is possible to fix the car in your own garage.
Till I arrived here, I never realized how valuable and exotict experience this could be.


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