Sunday morning, waking rather slow. A bit like a night after a little too watered. But no water! On waking, we went on the roof of the inn offers travelers a wonderful terrace or dine with a magical view of the surrounding volcanoes. An error in the kitchen we earned our breakfast waiting for over an hour. Just enough to take a stinging sunburn: Sylvie on the face, arms for me. Question of complementarity! Finally, after cheerfully swallowed our eggs accompanied by frijoles''''(mashed black beans), it was already near noon.
Having transferred our business in a double room which had been released, we started pour déambuler dans les petites rues d'Antigua. Il y avait la un mode fou. Nombre d'occidentaux, certes, mais surtout beaucoup de locaux venus de la ville de Guatemala (a moins d'une heure de route) pour échapper a la pollution et se rafraichir dans l'air vivifiant des hauteurs (Antigua est a 1500 metres d'altitude). En début d'apres-midi, nous sommes allés nous promener dans le coin du marché. Fait étonnant, on trouve 2 marchés cote a cote. Un premier s'appelle le marché de l'artisanat. Derriere un haut mur de béton, on y trouve des allées très propres, de la musique, des échoppes bien rangées et remplies d'articles aux origines artisanales ''douteuses'' (excusez la méfiance but Asia has vaccinated sr rather the notion of craft ... the chain has done in countries of low price!). In short, a nice little colorful market specially designed for Western tourists nice. On the other side of the street, a few more stalls and a huge messy''shed''covered plates. Some small dark entrances allow access in this cave so discreet (and can be so scary) for newcomers. It was the local market. Hundreds of stalls of clothes, cosmetics, fruit and vegetables, dried food and other goods of all kinds. And of course, the look of vendors has allowed us to see how they were surprised to see Westerners walking the ... Within seconds, we had just passed the tourist Antigua Antigua locally. We had been to regain our travel brands. What happiness!
Sunlight becoming aggressive (when you've already taken a sunburn, you become tolerant moisn!), We went for a rest break at the hostel. While we returned to our headquarters, a man stopped us to ask ourselves about the place from where we came from. He explained then has 18.00 a''parade''would take place in the streets of the city. ''People are descended from a village to scroll before returning to their villages.'' Not all this very clear. But interesting enough that we would see that.
around 17:30, when the sun began to sink back into the volcanoes, we handed out the nose. Just behind the inn, the street was closed and the world was gathering. It must be the famous parade ... And to our surprise he was in fact a procession. Like others I have seen on television and that impressed me so much. In mind, people dressed in purple robes pours incense. Many of incense. Subsequently, men dressed as Romans were followed by cross-bearers. On the ground, women had huge carpet of flowers le cortege foulerait lors de son passage. Alors venaient les pieces maitresses de la procession. Un immense char a l'éfigie du ''saint rédempteur'' était porté par des dizaines d'hommes. D'autres hommes, en avant et en arriere, assuraient la ''conduite'' du char, le faisant avancer et reculer lorsque des virages devaient etre négociés dans les étroites ruelles pavées d'Antigua. Le char devait mesurer 2m50 de large, 4 metres de haut par plus de 12 metres de long. Précédant le char, des ''ouvreurs'' étaient munis de longues perches en bois terminées par des sortes de ''mains'' qui leur servaient a relever les fils électriques au passage du char. Une fanfare suivait en jouant en alternating tunes recueuillement then festive pace which holders progressed. Seen from behind, the mammoth tank swung from right to left, from right to left, slowly, quietly, endlessly. Few tens of meters in back of the holy redeemer''advanced''another car, the more modest (but still impressive), the glory of 'Mary.'' However, it was worn by women. Not clones of rugby. But all that women are more''normal''. Simply believing women who participated in the procession. Actually, I do not know what is the weight of the tank. But the image of dozens of carriers will be advanced without a word to me a great moment of this trip. Ah yes, I almost forgot one detail. These believers had left their village at noon which is more than 4 kilometers from Antigua. With their tanks on the shoulders. And after having walked all night in the city, they returned to their villages. With their tanks on the shoulders. And this is repeated during the 4 Sundays before the climax of the Easter holidays, which are also important here that the Indian Diwali, June 24 from Quebec or the final world cup 1998 french.
Later that evening, we have crossed a 2 times the passage of the procession. The night adds to the magic. Powerful projectors powered by des groupes électrogenes éclairaient les chars qui avancaient lentement dans les rues de la ville. Quel spectacle saisissant!
En fin de soirée, c'est devant ''la iglesia de la Merced'' que nous avons mangé. Il y régnait la une atmosphere de kermesse. Des centaines de personnes y étaient réunies pour se régaler de mille et un suculents mets offerts par les vendeurs ambulants. Manger local avec les locaux: la meilleure facon de manger de bons plats d'ici et de ne pas tomber malade!
Finalement, c'est avec des images, des sons et des couleur plein la tete que nous avons sagement regagné notre chambre pour aller nous remettre de toutes ces émotions.
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