We had just arrived by bus from the tiny village of Moclin in the Eastern Mountains 35 km from Granada, into the medium sized town (330,000 residents) of Cordoba, Spain, where the locals have been heard to say “I am off to MASS at the MOSQUE”.
Moclin was a mono-colour town. The white relieved only by the odd garage door painted green or very occasionally red. The village had a strict all white policy which applied to everyone’s house apart from the Baker who flaunted the rule totally by painting his property, large by village standards, a shade of muted pink. Nobody seemed game to challenge him, so important was he to the village.
Imagine our surprise when we arrived in Cordoba to find it had embraced the colour Mustard. I do not know why, even though I have tried researching the subject. In my opinion it compliments the white walls of the Old Jewish Sector, where we were staying, to perfection.
These are only three of many photos taken of the mustard hues.
Do you know why they chose the mustard colour?
Do you like it?