Olives are important in Cadiz, and I noticed that many olive plantations are behind barbed wires. I asked if olive theft is an issue and it is! Apparently people drive trucks into the groves in remote areas and fill them with olives in the middle of the night. This has given birth to a new profession: olive wardens - people who go and literally sleep in the fields to prevent theft. Their campfires can be seen afar. Even though I adore the Andalusian landscapes, I do not envy this job - the harvest months are the coldest, and wettest of the year.
For my fellow opera nuts it should be noted that we are currently in ground zero Carmen-land. The opera takes place in Seville which is an hour and a half away. I am sure that the second act, with Lillas Pastia's bodega was already at this end of town, and the third act where the bandits have a mountain hideaway is surely somewhere just around the corner from us here in Olvera. And maybe the smugglers' contraband du jour is olives?