But Ian and I decided that we was going to the village anyway. Liz didn’t feel up for it … so I had Ian to myself!!! Couldn’t had a better guide.
Mojácar Pueblo has been inhabited by many different groups since antiquity. Populated since the Bronze Age around 2000 BC.
The village has a long, multi-faceted history which stretches over 4000 years. Populated by Phoenicians, Carthaginians, Romans, Greeks, and Moors, it still remains an intersection of many cultures. It was under Moorish rule that Mojácar really began to flourish. The castle was built and the town walls were expanded and fortified. Even so, it remained a Muslim town on the Christian frontier and because of this, Mojacar suffered many brutal incursions.
By the middle of the 18 th century, its population had reached over 10,000 people, however, began to change around the middle of the 19th century when its population began to decline. This depopulation of Mojácar continued until the 1960s when it reached critical proportions with only 1000 residents living in the area.
Local leaders then decided to give away land to anyone who promised to build upon it. This offer proved to be the spark which rekindled Mojácar Pueblo’s economy. New residents began to appear and the town soon became a thriving artists’ colony.
The town, however, still remains remarkably true to its Moorish past. It is a place that begs to be explored by foot.
Liz and Ian have stayed in the village quite a few times and well familiar with the place. He knew all restaurant and have befriended some of the owners.
We visit the little church on Plaza Igleisa. Which is breathtaking beautiful inside, The Santa María Parish Church. Built at the end of the 16th century from 1560 onward, by the master builder Sebastián Segura. It represents a turning point between Muslim and Christian Mojácar. Probably built on the site of an old Arab mosque it served a dual purpose: religious and defensive fortification.
It gave me a chance to light candles for …. those that keeps my heart warm.
Ian made me walk up to the top of village … it was a steep way up and I struggled, but I made it and the finale stairs I was “flying up”. What a view from up there!!!!!.
Both Oscar and I fell in love with the village … so romantic and picturesque with flowers everywhere. I can image how beautiful all the narrow streets with all the pots of colorful flowers will be in the spring.
What a place and what I understand isn’t village property that expensive, there been a period where they gave the houses away for free … if you fixed them up.
Even if it’s tempting to rent a little apartment there isn’t practical for me … the hills. I can’t see myself struggle with grocery up the narrow streets and steps. I wish I was 30 years younger… but I will return when I’m coming back … and I will take the bus and take on the village on my own.
Very surprising that cars was allowed inside the village and Ian told me that he once was stuck with his car.
Before we returned to Mojácar Playa we enjoyed a good coffee on the square and we visit the fountain, where the people come and get their water … it’s pure spring water and it tasted very good. The fountain in situated in the lower part of the village.
What a place … it totally impossible to not fall in love. And I’m in LoOooOoOooooove!!!!
Back down in Mojácar Playa was it time for a quick change …. for my landlord’s birthday treat for me, a late lunch at one of the area’s most int resting restaurants, “gastro Malabar”. And what a treat I was up for … one of the best food adventures I had so far. But that experience will get it’s own space.
“There are two great days in a person’s life –
the day we are born
and the day we discover why.”