It never worked.
It’s the little things…
We are “enjoying” the third day of our first Mediterranean winter storm and it has been a powerful one.
Three days of Northeasterly winds consistently in the 25-30 knot range, and seas that keep building by the hour. Supposedly the storm will peak tonight (around midnight of course!) with winds gusting into the 40 plus knot range, and seas exceeding 15ft in height. I am glad to be “safely” tied up in the harbor.
When I first saw the scale and height of the seawall outside our marina, I thought to myself that it seemed a bit over done. Not long afterwards someone told me that during the Winter there would be a few times when the seas broke over the wall.
I didn’t believe them.
Now I do!!
The things you learn as you travel…..
The world is chock-full of odd Christmas traditions, from Santa’s Austro-Bavarian demon-helper, the Krampus, to Saint Nick literally having eyes on the back of his head in Japan. Kids growing up in Catalonia, on the other hand, have not one but two different poop-themed traditions to look forward to every Christmas: the Caganer and the Tió de Nadal.
The Caganer is an interesting figure in Catalonian Christmas celebrations. His name translates to something like “The Crapper” and he is usually found tucked away in the corner of the manger scene taking care of business. Traditionally, the Caganer is depicted as wearing a traditional Catalonian red cap and white peasant shirt, although figures modeled to look like celebrities, politicians, and even the Pope are also popular.
The Caganer has graced Catalonia Christmas celebrations with his presence for over 200 years, but no one is really sure how he first showed up. For some people, the pooping figure symbolizes fertility and some legends in rural communities hold that a Nativity scene without a Caganer would lead to a bad growing season. Others say that the irreverent figure is meant to humble establishment figures or that it demonstrates that no one can be prepared for when Jesus will appear. And some even say that the poop was a birthday gift, of sorts.
“It was the only thing the little shepherd boy had to give the Baby Jesus,” Nancy Duneuve told Rainsford. “So it’s not at all disrespectful, it’s a great gift.”
Oddly, the Caganer isn’t Catalonia’s only poop-themed Christmas tradition: there’s also the Tió de Nadal, or “Log of Christmas.” At first glance, the Tió de Nadal looks like a bit like a silly ornament, a log with a goofy cartoon face painted on it and wearing a red cap like the Caganer. Starting with the Feast of the Immaculate Conception on December 8, children make sure to “feed” the log treats and candy every day to make it “grow” over the weeks leading up to Christmas.
“I think the most exciting part was feeding our tió at school and seeing him grow,” Lara Gascón, who grew up in Andorra, tells Angela Hui for Munchies. “We used to believe the log will grow if we fed it properly and the bigger it would become, the better Christmas gifts we would receive.”
Tió de Nadal are so popular that there are special artisans called tionaires who spend almost the entire year crafting the poop logs for Christmas. While the piñata-like log is traditionally male, in recent years female “tionas” have become just as popular, Hui reports.
As Christmas gets closer, parents switch out the Tió de Nadal with bigger logs, to make it look like it gets bigger as it eats treats. But the real event comes on Christmas Eve, when children take the smiling log that they’ve lovingly fed for weeks and beat it with sticks until it poops out candy and cake, Hui writes. There’s even a traditional song that kids sing while smacking the log, although, unsurprisingly, the translation is a bit vulgar.
It’s unclear whether the Tió de Nadal and the Caganer are connected outside of the obvious (and smelly) theme.
She has been well taken care of at EMV a Swan Service yard just North of Barcelona, Spain. We are excited to get back to her.
But boy oh boy is it cold in New York!
And, the culture shock of a visit to JFK during the holiday rush doesn’t really put you in the Christmas spirit!! Two people “forgot” their bags as we worked our way through check in and security. That got my attention….
Today, Deb was confused to see me standing in the pouring rain, with a hose in my hand, spraying off the boat. I can understand why someone would be confused by that visual, but this rain was no ordinary rain. This rain was carrying dust from the Sahara and dumping it all over my boat!
According to Wikipedia,
Rain dust or snow dust, traditionally known as muddy rain, red rain, or coloured rain, is a variety of rain (or any other form of precipitation) which contains enough desert dust for the dust to be visible without using a microscope.
Rain dust is common in the Western Mediterranean, where the dust supply comes from the atmospheric depressions going through the northern part of North Africa. The main sources of desert dust reach the Iberian Peninsula and the Balearic Islands in the form of dust transported by wind or rain from the Western Sahara, Atlas Mountains in Moroccoand Central Algeria.