Los Santos, Monday-Tuesday, 2/11-2/12
More Carnaval
celebrations were going on here, meaning bigger crowds of people, lots of
water, and very loud music. Our hostel reservation had a mix-up but the hostel
owner, Guadalupe, said we could stay with her very good friend, Dalia. This
meant that we could stay in a family’s home and be out of the center of town in
order to get sleep at night.
When
we headed back toward the town square that evening, we drove around in
circles for awhile looking for where the traditional pollera (typical
dress) parade would start. As soon as we maneuvered ourselves into a
parallel parking place, we heard beating drums and people singing. The
parade was coming down the same street!
We
rolled down our car windows to watch the parade pass by and wave to the
lovely Reinas (festival queens) dancing and swishing their long skirts.
It seemed the entire town of Los Santos had come out to be part of the
parade. Women, from ages 3 to 73, dance-walked along behind the Reinas,
decked out in their polleras with tinbleques (beaded ornaments) in their
hair. Men escorted them and beat the drums to the beat of their song
and chant. It was truly a family affair!
Behind the parade, a horse with a cart full of little boys dressed in miniature sombreros followed.
We
jumped out of the car and walked behind the parade, as part of it. We
definitely stuck out, but were welcomed nonetheless and someone handed
us a poster with the Reina's picture on it.
The
tradition in the Azuero peninsula during Carnaval week is for a town to
elect 2 queens (reinas), 1 queen to represent the north side of town
(la calle arriba) and 1 queen to represent the south side of town (la
calle abajo). They compete throughout the week in dancing, parade
floats, who has the loudest band, the most beautiful costumes, etc. It
is all friendly competition however, as part of their tradition and no
one really wins.
It
is a huge celebration in these otherwise very quiet, peaceful towns,
where all the families gather together to cheer on their queen. Every
night of Carnaval, after the queens parade around the town plaza three
times, they arrive and there is the largest firework show I've ever
seen. The pyrotechnics set off numerous bottle rockets, poppers, and
whole boxes full of large exploding sparklers that light up the night.
Standing in the town plaza, our jaws dropped to see the extent of their
firework show; the fireworks took up a good portion of the sky and
seemed to be right over our heads.
Carnaval
is a chance for vendors all over the country to sell their goods in the
parade street tents, and many companies take advantage of this
opportunity to advertise by giving away free stuff with their company
name or logo on it.
In
fact, one of the crazy traditions, that seemed to happen in every town
we went through, was something called: Los Culecos. During the daytime,
towns rent out huge trucks filled with water and people stand on top
with fire hoses and spray the crowd below. This feels very refreshing on
a hot day in dry season, and now I can understand where the tradition
comes from. However, the crazy part is that if you stand there long
enough under the blasts of water, you just may end up with a free
t-shirt.
Company
representatives stand atop the water trucks and toss out to the crowd
everything from mouthwash to visors to the best of all, t-shirts! It
becomes a status symbol to see how many t-shirts you can get and how
uniquely you can cut them to become fashionable bathing suit cover-ups.
Because we were a Japanese, a red-head, and a very tall Latina, we ended
up getting a great deal of free stuff! After the trip ended, we counted
the t-shirts people had given us, and the total was 16!!
- God's timing is best
- Glorify God wherever you are and be a bold witness for Him. People notice the difference, like fireworks illuminating the night sky.
- But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. 1 Peter 2:9
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