Saturday night was "La Quema de San Juan" when there’s a large bonfire lit at the beach, fireworks and a nice atmosphere - but it was freezing! Some of us had made plans to go further afield this year to a larger event and have sandwiches by the shore but it was such a windy evening we decided to go to our usual spot and have a bite at one of the chiringuitos by the beach. A good thing too, we needed the shelter, it was windy! Unfortunately, we had to vacate the table early and spend the rest of the evening exposed to the elements, which would have been marvellous on a milder night as you can have have a drink at various places, enjoy live music, browse stalls and catch up with people you bump into.
We had arrived early (later on parking becomes a nightmare) and it was soon clear that none the usual suspects were up for their customary midnight dip in the sea. I've been doing it for a number of consecutive years and it seemed a shame to break the tradition, but I really didn’t fancy it at all and also said I’d pass. Even those with northern blood and usually more resistant to the cold succumbed to extra sweatshirts and layers, I drove back to get more! Usually it's a bathing costume and pareo night for me but I huddled under an ankle-length skirt, bathing costume, sleeved top, large sweater and a pashmina round my neck; one of my friends didn't even recognise me! Still, we had fun though we were all rather keen for midnight to arrive and the bonfire to be lit - for warmth!
By midnight most of us had managed to meet up and had a great spot upwind opposite the bonfire. Wow, what a difference! Once it got going I started shedding layers and taking photos with my usual Labrador-like enthusiasm and by the time I’d finished with the bonfire ones I almost felt my eyelashes and forearms were getting singed! ;-) At this point, two of my friends decided to go down and dip their feet (Southern gals, they feel the cold and traditionally opt for this instead of immersion!) and on the spur of the moment decided to join them and go for a swim after all. My friend’s 14 year old nephew had also just changed his mind and he ran down and dived in ahead of us. The air got a lot cooler closer to the shore but I just went straight in before I could even think about changing my mind... Once in it’s not so bad (I’d felt colder earlier in the evening) and back by the bonfire it was lovely and toasty! What a result!
It is said that going for a dip on this night makes you beautiful the whole year round, so my friends should have gorgeous feet, I’m taken care of up to the neck and the nephew gets the whole treatment – it was his “Saint’s Day” after all :-)
You can see photos of the fireworks and bonfire in my Quema de San Juan Album.