After Midnight

OUR NEW YEAR’S TARTA.

This is a quick post before we head off for a few days to join in a Three Kings Day celebration.

After a New Year’s Eve dinner at home, we walked over to Plaza de la Constitución with Judyshannonstreetwhat, our three dozen grapes and three little bottles of cava (Spanish champagne).

Like we did last year (our first New Year’s Eve in Fuengirola), we waited with the crowds for the church bells to chime midnight, at which time we would eat one grape with each chime to guarantee good luck for the coming year.

Midnight this year arrived with no bells. Everyone checked their watches and phones… and waited. The bells had been a bit behind the clock last year, also.

By 12:03, everyone was a bit restless. And at 12:05, we all began popping grapes and drinking cava. Not a very promising start to the New Year, but I’ve been told of people who start eating their grapes 15 minutes before midnight because they can’t swallow them that quickly. Others, who don’t like grapes, eat chocolates. And still others eat grape jelly beans. So, maybe the requirements aren’t all that strict.

Wishing you a new year filled with ringing bells.

YOU CAN SIT ON BALTHAZAR’S LAP IN THE TENT AT RIGHT.
HERE, WE TELL THE THREE KINGS WHAT WE WANT FOR CHRISTMAS.
STILL 2014.



“We gonna find what it’s all about…”

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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