Costa del Sol Towns

Los Pepones, Attractions

The Hermitage

There is an old and small church where we can find the image of the Immaculate Virgin. Although it’s currently not in use, it was a place of ceremonies for all the residents, as well as a rural school.

Many of those still living in Los Pepones learned the basics of elementary education as reading and writing in this school.

Festivities

Par excellence is the feast day of Our Lady of Victory, which is celebrated on September 8. That day the fires are typical of that time and and people dance “the wheel.” But the patron is the Virgin of the Immaculate. The most important is the Festival in May.

Neighborhood Association the “Shrine of Pepones” Letter to Romero

Dear Friends in the Chapel of Los Pepones:

Last year we held the first Festival of our Patron the “Immaculate of Pepones.” Few facts of life and human behavior have much capacity for our religious and festive events.

This first edition was a success, and neighbors and friends of Pepones were filled with joy and spirituality based on our pilgrimage, on the maternal image of Our Lady of Los Pepones, and what it means to everyone.

This year we are launching a new edition, and if last year was accompanied by Rocieros Benamocarra brothers, on this occasion we will all go to the neighbors of Pepones, but in Coto Benamocarra and Velez-Malaga, which are parts of the municipality Los Pepones and those of Almachar Benamocarra, as that many of these municipalities are the inhabitants of Los Pepones.

Our pilgrimage is rooted in the ability and religious holiday that always celebrated Los Pepones with various social conditions while living here in a triangle of towns, Velez-Malaga, Benamocarra Almachar, and some neighbors who always found a channel through components for devotional and public holidays, religious celebrations of all types, masses, processions, and parties as the “Chumbo,” the “Candles,” cultural, poetry, and painting—all things we want to make that clear and with a mass participation in our pilgrimage.

What is intended by the Pilgrimage? So, firstly we want to make clear the only possible answer: The Pilgrimage of the Virgin.

The Pilgrimage, a brotherhood of all the neighbors, the desire to join in this event with friends from Velez-Malaga and from Benamocarra Almachar…and only an explanation and the sense in sharing this unique Virgin “Los Pepones,” which was Almachar, shared with neighbors and Benamocarra Velez in “Los Pepones,” which summarizes the deeper meanings of the Marian devotion of our land.

It’s true that, as in any religion, she is the only link in the most magnificent moments of joy, deep joy, shock, sadness, or doubt and is capable of delivering to the limit of the divine, flooding hearts as deep spiritual feelings.

 

 

This joy is from the path that begins even before, from the preparations on Saturday, June 16, then we will live on Sunday, June 17, moment by moment, every milestone. Joy that can be transformed into song and dance, in verse, and in human contact.

Everything else… That if there is a crown… Of course there is! There will be fun and laughter, as there will be tears and emotions that, at times, will have nothing to do with the environment of Romero.

The feast of the Immaculate Conception on December 8, which is taken in solemn procession after celebrating Mass in the Chapel.

The Association of Pepones

Poetry

Los Pepones open art competition is held every year.

Tradition tells of a series of Poets Peponeseros like Aurelio Santana (deceased in 2000) and his son Antonio Beltran Santana, aka “The Maestrillo.”

Some verses of First Prize (some 2005 verses): As if a face out, not because I have been outside the gates of the olive color and the ivy that attempts to survive the hot sun burning.

When I look in your eyes, I can see the mountains are behind me: brave, strong, black, and gray…but I see that almond, with its trunk and blackish flowers, seems like a false pearl necklace.

And the tree’s branches wreaths new love to kiss the soil of which drew its strength. And the olive green and gray, no one praised his great, generous fruit that would become gold. And now the land…red blood vein open, he is dull and gray, barren as a stone, beyond, the color of the night covered with weeds.

Southern Nostalgia: Although they never drank from the waters of oblivion, which is far south, my people, Parnassus-blue-child, of this land of cactus and concrete and rush habit, are so close to death already.

From time I met you, my people, working the soil, covered with sweat on your face your back, and were put on your laurels when nobody gave a sip of wine or put the bottle to your lips or mouth.

Not a poem about your body being shaken or fatigue on the anvil of the jagged trails were rolling in, pounding the pile of the wheat or the handle of the hoe cuts with the hook of bondage andcourage bore sore hands or buried dreams.

When the crop hails nothing but land, a tough home wide open, as busted by the sun, some arms, an auction price, and to build the comfort of the fig tree on the soft cushion of grass, while keeping the air rippled with whispers of a song by peteneras.

In the header, muddy jug is expected.

Those letters, which were those stories…

“I am pleased that this being in your power, you are in perfect condition. Well, I thank God. It will be my greatest joy, to have your sister and brother, who on receipt of my health, will enjoy this day with our mother’s side.”

“And so I have to tell as Antonio wants to have a band—blessed is the youth! You know, with the son of Henry Ennovia the Amapolita. I must also tell you the wind has become irresistible. With nothing for now, because it is all ready to post memories of children hugs, kisses and others.