I’m guessing that you have lots of questions about my life pre-blog. Because it is just the kind of gal I am, I thought I’d regale you with some tales of life before 2010.
Travel back with me to yesteryear.
Let’s start with Guatemala. Tiffany and I went there over spring break in 2008 to visit her little sister Amber who was studying abroad in Antigua. It just so happened that our spring breaks at work lined up with Holy Week (the week proceeding Easter). We had no idea what a treat we were in store for by heading to Antigua for Holy Week. Other than the insane crowds, we also got to see some awesome traditions.
During the week leading up to Easter, the people of Antigua have these incredible processions. People dress up in purple robes and carry this enormous wooden floats down the cobblestone streets of the city. On the floats are scenes depicting the last week of Jesus’ life. Following the floats is a band playing funeral music.
The people of the city create beautiful ornate alfombras, or carpets, on the streets where the procession will be walking. These are made of flowers, plants, and/or colored sawdust. They were amazing. We were lucky enough to watch some people making them. They spend so much time on them, and then the procession walks right over them.
One night I remember holding candles while there was a scene taking place outside a big building on the edge of the central park. It was all in Spanish, but still really awesome to see. One night we got up in the middle of the night (I’m thinking it had to be Good Friday) to see a procession. We debated the virtues of sleep, but in the end decided that it was literally going right in front of our doorstep, so we may as well get up, since the funeral march and the crowds would wake us up anyway.
It made me feel a little sad that the biggest procession was on Good Friday. I wanted Easter to be the biggest deal. He is risen! He is risen indeed!
It was a really incredible thing to see though. Although it would be cool to experience Antigua at its normal population, not with the ridiculous crowds for Semana Santa, I’m so glad that we happened to travel at that time.
More on Guatemala later. Don’t even worry.