Semana Santa

 It is Holy Week and Mexicans seem a little divided in their celebrations. The ones who celebrate it, celebrate it a LOT; and the ones who don't, don't even bother with the candy and bunny commercialism that even most agnostic Americans embrace. 

One guess which crowd we run with?

Maundy Thursday, the local parish had a play of the Last Supper, arrest, and trial of Jesus.



Good Friday, they walked from the cemetery to the church with Jesus carrying his cross. (In a nice touch of pathetic fallacy, we got rained on.)



Easter Sunday, we went to Mass and watched LDS General Conference on TV and then the Easter Bunny came.


In the afternoon, James was invited to a friend's birthday party. It was hours of tween-aged boys running around and squealing. He loved it so much. 

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