Walking through the beautiful white village of Mojácar, you will see many times a little figure that seems to represent a man with a bow over his head. It is called Indigo, and it is said that it comes from an ancient cave drawing. The fact is that in Mojácar it has always been very present because it is said that it attracts good luck. But instead of that peculiar schematic being, here we could see the picture of Donal Duck. And why? Well, you’ll see …
Like all Almería towns, Mojácar has a significant Arab past. Legend has it that when the Catholic Kings arrived with their armies, all the wardens of the area submitted, except the one from here. The monarchs, intrigued, sent an ambassador, and the meeting took place at the village fountain. There, the warden argued that he was as Spanish as those who tried to throw him out and that warfare between brothers was not nice.
In the end, the village was peacefully handed over, and today they still remember that event in the festival of Moors and Christians, which celebrates understanding and harmony. An example of coexistence between races and religions in a beautiful environment, because between the beaches, the mountains, and the whitewashed houses that form labyrinthine alleys, Mojácar is a real treat for the eyes.
So do open your eyes and take a walk. Go around the Jewish Quarter of Arrabal, go through the Puerta de la Ciudad, the Gate of the City, and stop for a while in front of the Church of Santa María which was built on an ancient mosque and which also served as a fortress. Right beside it, you’ll find the Parterre Square, erected as well over Arabs remains.
Do you like military fortifications? Well, do not miss the Tower of Macenas, from which the cannons watched the sea as early as the eighteenth century. Do not miss either the Tower of Peñón, also called the Tower of Pirulico, which is even older and is next to a rock with a huge hole, perfect for a beautiful photograph.
Well, and what was that about Donal Duck? You are probably thinking. You see, they say that Walt Disney was, in fact, the son of a young washerwoman from Mojácar who had to leave the village with her little one. She went to the United States, but her poverty made it impossible to provide for her child, and she ended up giving him to the Disney couple, who took care of him.
If you don’t take this seriously, you should know that Walt Disney did believe it. So much so that in 1940 he sent three men to Mojácar to trace his possible Almería origin.