Short Blog Post Today, I Haven’t Much To Say

September 2, 2010

Day 5

           

            I slept late intentionally today, until around quarter to ten, and then had breakfast, which was the highlight of my day. I discovered the chocolate Grace and I saw being chopped up in a slice of breakfast cake.

            Unfortunately, my day only got worse from then on. I waited for hours hoping to be able to call home, but I seem to be cursed when it comes to cell phone and Internet issues here.

            We saw Grace again today, as la Macchina di Santa Rosa pre-festival started today.  I realize I haven’t fully explained what this is about. Okay…storytime! Santa Rosa was an extremely devout girl who lived in the 14^th century. After she died, the pope himself saw her body, which was thrown into a mass grave, as she was female and poor, and saw that her body remained perfect despite the years six feet below. The catholic belief states “perfect body, perfect soul” and Santa Rosa is now considered a saint (though on a technicality she is not a saint). Every year her heart and a six-story statue are carried through town by 100 common men dressed in the uniform of the cardinal.

This will happen tomorrow; today is the set-up and all the people getting pumped for the next day.

            When we arrived near the town I was shocked.  We were greeted by neon lights, balloons, carnival rides and white candy floss (that was a smaller surprise, I’ve only ever seen it dyed pick or blue).  I was surprised that this religious ceremony was commemorated by lurid lights and merchants.

            My mum bought earrings, as did Grace’s mother. We will go again tomorrow. This entire paragraph is brief. This post is full of passive voice. The green squiggly line doesn’t like it. But it’s appropriate. So I’m not changing it.  Fuck the green squiggly line. Short sentence. Fish.