And the band is followed immediately by the clean-up crew. Before you can no longer hear the music there is no evidence on the street that anything has passed.
Actually the whole town is amazingly clean. One evening I was walking home and encountered some unpleasantness on the sidewalk. By the next morning it was entirely gone.
I have a few pictures from the evening’s processions as the crowds had become so thick I was getting claustrophobia. So I joined a procession! and walked along with band, like the old days. Major fun but awkward for photos.
If this was 10% of Semana Santa…yikes. And then the next morning con muchos abrazos y besos from my homestay family I’m off on a long haul bus to Lago Atitlán.