KKK Stole a Centenary Spanish Tradition and Ruined It Forever
Every year it’s the same tiring debate
I’m standing in the crowd, and the air smells of incense and melted wax. There are so many candles lit up that the air is hot, even on a typical chilly night in April.
It’s dark. All the street lights are off. The businesses, vibrant only ten minutes ago, have turned off the lights. It’s the only time in the year that you can see the stars in the city center. Nothing can break the spell.
The rhythm of dozens of drums playing at the same time is hypnotic. Nobody would dare to break the spell by making any sound. Too many people have been waiting for this moment for a year.
No matter if you agree or believe in it. This tradition crossed the borders of religion. Thousands of people of all faiths admire the sacred moment in awe.
The big moment comes, you can touch the solemnity in the atmosphere. A paso (float) slips through the crowd. It’s Mother Mary carved in wood, with the most exquisite ornaments, surrounded by hundreds of candles and flowers, carried by dozens of men.
Some people cry, some jump for joy, and others shout, “¡guapa! ¡viva la Virgen!” (pretty! Long live the Virgin!), others clap.
