Vendors, mostly indigenous women, arrived early in front of the churches to weave and sell palm fronds woven into all manner of religious symbols. We stopped at each one and found it difficult to choose, so we bought several to carry home as souvenirs of this glorious day. Ann is holding just a few of our purchases.
We enjoyed the two joyful processions. The first, with a young man, representing Jesus in rough tunic and sandals and “a beard grown especially for the event” rode a donkey down through the streets and into the church of San Francisco. He was followed by 12 apostles and hundreds of followers shouting “Viva Cristo Rey” (Christ the King lives). The church bells clamorously pealed as Christ and his followers filed into church for mass.
In another touching procession at the Parroquia, Christ is a statue on a donkey, carried on shoulders through the streets and into the church for a mass. This procession was followed by nearly a thousand faithful, dressed in costume or there best clothes, waving palm fronds; while another thousand or so tourists and locals gathered in the streets and parks to enjoy the procession, amid the sound of trumpets, drums, and pealing church bells.
The streets and parks of San Miguel de Allende were filled with people. They celebrated in churches and in the streets with food, music and fireworks, from early morning until late into the night.
We are thoroughly enjoying being caught up in the the excitement of the way Mexicans celebrate this religious holiday week.
I wish you peace, love and laughter