Not being used to driving much since we arrived at Alcala la Real - I just love being able to walk everywhere here - I was quite tired by the time we returned from our 300+km journey and promised myself a lie in this morning, my lovely eldest son agreeing to get up and take Darwin out. I had 10am in mind as a good compromise between indulgence and laziness.
This being Good Friday, the saint was due for an airing around the town.
Last year, I remember an early procession trooping past the apartment where we were living at the time.
Today, I saw them preparing and setting off.
After a bit of tweaking of hats, twirling of the saint (to the national anthem) and adjusting of thorn crowns, the penitants shouldered their crosses, the drums began drumming and off they set.
I was sorry our visitors missed the spectacle as it was both interesting and rather unusual for non-local eyes.
|A very penitant penitant bringing up the rear and running down the hill - she arrived late!|