Évora and Monsaraz

The town of Évora was originally settled by the Romans and there is still
the remains of the old Roman temple in the center of town and an aqueduct in
from the north. The aqueduct has been used as a supporting wall by several
of the houses in town.
At
the Portuguese Fin de Año party we were invited to stop and visit the walled
town of Év6ra by GoldWing club members Jose and Maria João Nunes. We
agreed and are very glad we did.
Jose and Maria João both had to work so we toured the town on
our own. Like all the walled towns we have visited, it is small inside the
walls (and that is where the most interesting stuff is) so we walked.
Outside the walls are where all the modern (post 1600's) houses and stores are
built. Inside the walls the town is a UNESCO Heritage town with narrow
cobblestone streets running at odd angles and plazas dropped here and there.
Along a street the buildings don't always line up with each other making the
width of the street change as it goes along. When these buildings were
built (from Roman days to the 12th C.) the owners built where and how they
pleased.
We also visited the Cathedral (built in the 1100's) and another
church (Igreja de Misericórdia) that had the walls tiled with the famous Azulejo
(blue painted) tiles that Portugal is famous for. These tiles can be an
individual or part of a huge mural as in this church.
This church was more interesting than the cathedral.
The next day we went to the ossuary at the St. Francis church.
An ossuary is a storehouse of bones, human bones, stacked neatly in rows and
stuck to the doorways and roof supports. In the early days of the town the
cemeteries were taking up too much room so the city decided to dig them up and
pile the bones in an ossuary. Then they could build more buildings inside
the walls.
This ossuary has about 40,000 bones in it and above the
entrance doorway is carved (in Portuguese) "We, bones that are here, wait for
yours."
It was not as creepy as we thought it might be. We were the only visitors
at the time and the custodian played, in English, a dialogue describing the
history and interesting points of the ossuary.
After
this we went to the large market held every second Tuesday. We thought
when we had read about it in the guidebook that it would be a craft/farmer's
market. We were sure wrong. It was a huge market of imported cheap
Chinese junk. There was a lot of clothing with some merchants specializing
in a single item. I didn't know there were that many socks in the world!
Others had tools, leather goods, carpets, coats, fake flowers, pots & pans,
plastic ware, etc. And we actually bought something, a small hammer to
pound tent stakes that has pliers, knife blade and screwdrivers built into the
handle, all for 5 Euros (about $6.25 US).
Jose
and Maria João showed us several good places to eat, too many good places, and
we ate even more, which we should not have done after the weekends we've just
had, but it was too good to refuse.
Then we had to leave, we were out of clean clothes and had taken
all the medication we had brought with us. After all we had only gone for
a 3 day weekend and now it was the sixth day. They said that we had to
stop and visit the town of Monsaraz on the way home. We are really glad
they told us about it. It only rated a small paragraph in our guidebook to
Portugal but is worth much more.

Monsaraz is also a walled town but this one sits on a hilltop and has never had
the buildup around it. It is still as the inhabitants built it so many
hundreds of years ago. The buildings and streets are all made of a local
stone that is a lot like slate. It had layers that can be split and shaped
into posts to make door and window frames and into flat things like shelves,
steps and benches. The stone is turned on edge to make the cobbles for the
roads and laid flat to create walls, which if they're for a house are then
plastered and painted white. The town lives off of tourists and has many
artisans doing weaving and pottery work and the prices were very low. We
bought two bowls to bring home.
The entire town is about 400 yards (meters) long by about 200
wide. It is entirely encircled by a wall with a gateway on the left in the
picture and a castle on the right. The castle is in ruins and has the main
room converted into a bullring with stone seating at each end. It is very
easy to imagine life within those walls as it must have been a thousand years
ago. I'm sure the local ruler thought that he was king of all he could
see. And from this hilltop one can see a long ways.
From here we went straight home through sunshine and rolling
hills covered with cork trees.
Below you will find the most interesting part of our visit to
Monsaraz, the way they had made their Christmas Nativity display.
They had made life size figures out of cloth and what looked
like paper-mache, but it had to have been waterproof, and then had painted them
in tones of brown and white. Then they had placed them through the town as
if they were on their way to visit the Christ Child, with others as if they
lived there.
They started with Roman guards at the Gate.
Then a shepherd with his sheep at the water trough just inside
the gate.
A man with his donkey loaded with firewood.
The plaza in front of the church with a beggar and a family.
Down a side street women bring water from a fountain by the
wall.
Farther along are three kings on camels bearing gifts.
Then one rounds a corner and in a stock pen next to the castle
is the object of all the attention, with a star on high (but not lit because it
was bright day).
The entire display was very well done with a new discovery
around each corner or bend in the street as you walked through the town, until
you came upon the final scene as a whole around the last corner. Although
simple, it was the best designed life-size display I've ever seen. And
putting it into a town that still looked like it could have been the Bethlehem
of 2000 years ago made it seem almost real.
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