Holy frickin week

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I didn't even bother to take photos until the FOURTH band came by.
I didn’t even bother to take photos until the FOURTH band came by.

This is Semana Santa, or Holy week. The week leading up to Easter is celebrated by Christians around the world to commemorate the death and resurrection of Jesus.

It may be sacrilegious, but I just want to get some sleep.

In Spain, Holy Week appears to be celebrated with drums and marching bands accompanied by hooded figures, reminiscent of the KKK. Oh, and then more drums. The worst part is that all of the city of Valencia seem to be taking turns processing in front of my apartment. The bands start about 8am and seem to appear any time of day, but prefer early morning, late evening or anytime I am about to drift off to sleep. Last night they were drumming well past 11pm. The night before it was past midnight. This evening they’ve been pounding and processing for 3 solid hours.

This could put me off marching bands forever.

I don’t understand and find the hooded figures kinda creepy. And how on earth is it “Christian” to keep me from my sleep?

For more see here and here.

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There was briefly a traffic jam when three bands all tried to march from different directions into this park across the street.
There was briefly a traffic jam when three bands all tried to march from different directions into this park across the street.

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Beth

I'm a professional vagabond. I quit my cubical job in January 2014. Since then, I've hiked the Appalachian Trail, The Camino, and taught English in Vietnam, Turkey, Russia, Spain and Mexico. I'm exploring the world.

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