This is the center of the Seis Esquinas neighborhood. The shrine under the tree is here year-round. The Virgen de Guadalupe es la patrona aquí. |
We awoke at 4:30 this morning to the sound of rockets exploding in the Virgin’s honor, summoning the faithful to mass. Fortunately the local church that celebrates this beloved figure is located a kilometer from our casa, so the noise was more muted than the fireworks shot off last month in recognition of San Andrés, our village’s patron saint. His church, and rocket launching site, is only three blocks due west from our bedroom ears.
The fireworks are called cohetes. They consist of a fat cigar-sized packet of gun powder lashed to a meter long stick for ballast. The rockets are set off by hand and leave a smoking trail as they shoot straight up to fifty meters before exploding. If you see the fiery burst at the cohete’s apogee, you are forewarned that a bang will soon follow. After nine days leading up to today's commemoration of the Virgin’s appearance, this is the last blessed day we’ll hear these explosions until New Years. ¡Ojalá!
A split second before el encendedor lets go of the rocket and it shoots 150 feet in the air and explodes. |
Tom!
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays to you and your people! I check in regularly here and happy to see that you are living your dream and excited about life. Inspiring to me and I am thankful for your writing!
Cheers,
Matt
Thanks, Matt. I hope all is well with you all. We'll be spending a few days on Phinney Ridge early June. Let's get together for una cerveza. Un Própero Año Nuevo a Ustedes con paz y amor!
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