The 11th of November is round the corner, Poppy Day has arrived again and here in Hotel Yaramar we are aware of how special this day is to most of you.

Many Britons have settled in Costa del Sol, some visit it as tourists but all of them wear their lovely red poppies with pride. We locals have seen you wearing poppies year after year, but most of us do not really know its real meaning. Spain has been involved in several wars but we don’t have a similar celebration here, so for this reason we find this kind of event really beautiful.

Many men have lost their lives or put their lives at risk in many wars just because they felt it was their duty to defend their country and its citizens so because of this and because of Poppy Day today we wanted to dedicate this blog post to all of them and share John McCrae’s poem with all of you:

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Happy Poppy Day!

Beatriz Muñoz
Guest Relations