June 1, 2010
They came and took away the festa lights today.
Thank goodness the fun is over. Three whole days of it. The piazza resembled the midway at a Texas carnival: balloons, candy apples, cotton candy (zucchero filato).
Fireworks scaring to death—literally—the poor pigeons (carcasses all over town), large whorls of purple smoke ruining my laundry, wildly peeling bells at all hours of the day, our fêted patron saint (San Giorgio) paraded again and again through the tangled streets, three evenings of piped-in You’re Nothing but Hound Dog, three nights of blinding explosions that screeched like anti-aircraft fire—with sparks so close I was sure my house would melt. Via San Giorgio!
Great fun! See for yourself!
You can’t accuse Sicilians of lacking enthusiasm or the grand gesture.
And tomorrow’s another festa (della Repubblica)!
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Looks like fun! Great shots!
So a proper traditional festa then! Just 3 days though? Our main one is 5 days. Mind you they tend to concentrate on eating there. Very serious business.
Yikes. 5 days would have killed me, along with all the rest of the pigeons.
Fantastic photos Jann!! Made me so jealous that I couldn’t be there this year to see it! I can smell the scents and hear the sounds in my mind! Next year for sure!
Diana–Just looked through your portfolio of wedding shots. Amazing. Wait till you get a load of the weddings here. You’ll love them!
Great shots. Looks like so much fun!
Thanks Lucinda–I just checked out the shots of Rome on your blog. Fantastico!