There's one church in town, and I've wanted to see the inside of it for awhile. So my friend María has been trying to show me the inside of the church in Casariche for over a month now and our schedules either haven't lined up or we've been too tired or it's been too rainy. But today we finally went. We walked in and I was in awe! How could such a small town have such a pretty church. It's actually kind of sad if you think about it because a lot of people probably give money to that church that they can't afford to give. Before mass started, they were selling candles and during mass everyone was asked to donate again. The mass involved a lot of standing up and sitting down over and over and over and over and over again. And a lot of quiet hellos to a bunch of my students that I saw in the church. Then came time for the communion. I had flashbacks to a slightly scarring experience in which my grandmother brought me to church and I took the communion because she did, and I didn't know what I wasn't supposed to. But that's a story for another day. There was a lot of mumbled words and some singing. Because Semana Santa (aka Holy Week) starts next week, there was a big procession all around town after the service. I saw everyone I knew plus there mother either in the procession or following it all around town. Side note: Everyone was dressed to the nines and while I probably could've dressed a little nicer, I did not envy the girls walking in heels on the cobblestone streets. The procession started at the church and ended at the mini church/chapel across the street where el Santo and la Virgen will stay until the end of Semana Santa. Very cool experience. Glad it's not my culture though because I feel like not liking Semana Santa is like not liking THON at Penn State - you can be an outcast for not being all about it. Or if you don't get that comparison, just know that about 40% of males in this town are named Jesús and a solid 60% of females are named María. I snapped some photos not feeling the slightest bit guilty for standing out because everyone in town already knows I'm "the American". Normally I try to post just the nicer photos and videos that I take, but I posted them all. Feel free to look at/watch all, some, or none of them. Also, TV Casariche made a video about the procession. Two particularly fun things about going to watch the procession with María: 1. I got to show off to everyone that I have a Casaricheña friend. 2. I got the say "hi" to all of my students outside of class which some of them find particularly embarrassing for some reason - being a teenager can be rough.
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AuthorI'm Emma. I love food more than anyone will ever understand - specifically cheese, chocolate, bread and pretty much every fat & carb combo you can think of - apple cider donuts, ice cream, the list goes on. Fats and carbs just go so well together. Don't you think? Why is it when I'm tasked to describe myself, I always talk about food? I guess if you want to learn more about me, you'll have to read my posts about my year as a teacher in Spain. Archives
May 2018
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