week 45 | Jose

Last weekend I met the sweetest old man. His name is Jose.
He is 87, he lives in a small Spanish village called Villanueva de la Concepción and called me guapa (multiple times actually) 😉

I spent the weekend in Malaga with Romy, one of my best friends, and her boyfriend fiancé Juan. Because we planned a little hike/photoshoot in El Torcal de Antequera – where Juan’s family is from – we also used the opportunity to pay his grandfather Jose a visit, who lives in the village just next to the nature reserve.

Jose is lovely. He lives in this big house which his kids come and help him maintain. He has lots of hobbies – like grapes that he personally ferments to have as a boozy snack and he owns a number of birds that are his pride and entertainment. He showed me his family pictures and throughout it all he had the biggest smile on his face. I don’t speak a lot of spanish (read: next to none) so Juan had to translate most of the time but that didn’t stop Jose to tell me about all the things he’s proud of.

Since Jose has been living in the village forever and his family heirloom is scattered all around the area, people in El Torcal and Villanueva not just know him but respect him greatly. I think the village and Jose are equally proud of each other.