The festivities started off with a corrida de toros (bullfight). It had none of the glamour I was expecting after having read The Sun Also Rises and when the animals---which didn't have much fight in them to begin with---were thoroughly cattle prodded and humiliated, they went of their own accord back to their pens. There was no valiant fight or glorious death. The problem wasn't staying on the bull, it was getting the bull to buck at all. They wouldn't even charge the sheets of red cloth.
Afterwards there was a parade starting at the church and meandering at a leisurely pace throughout the town. I had seen girls washing colorful dresses in the river that morning but didn't realize how pretty they were until the parade started. They sang songs and snacked on ice cream and the girls danced around, waving their dresses so they'd billow like flags.
2 comments:
the bull fight doesn't look like it was well-attended, either.
Wow, I don't think that in my whole life I ever saw girls washing their dresses in a river.
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