It was the first Sunday in October and their was music coming through the window in our B&B room as we were resting. It sounded like a band was playing outside.
I grabbed my camera and we ran to the sound of the band.
And there was dancing in the street.
I grabbed my camera and we ran to the sound of the band.
And there was dancing in the street.
People in costumes.
An angel on her papa's shoulders.
An angel on her papa's shoulders.
And more dancing.
There was even a donkey.
There were people laughing, dancing, and enjoying life.
I took their pictures not knowing what the celebration was.
We thought it happened every Sunday afternoon.
Returning to our B&B in Carcassonne we asked our hostess about the festivities.
On the first Sunday in October anyone that was born within the cite' walls celebrates and dances in the streets. They dress in costumes. The last bride and groom to marry within the cite' walls ride the donkey. The bride wasn't there this year, but the groom was on the donkey.
It was another serendipity not planned, but so enjoyed.
sometimes these surprises are the best!
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How cool!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you travel with a camera to capture such moments!
ReplyDeleteWasn't that a happy surprise to be there during this special celebration.
ReplyDeleteIt was rather interesting for me to read that blog. Thank author for it. I like such topics and anything connected to them. I definitely want to read more on that blog soon.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful delightful thing to find! I can't imagine the pleasure and delight of watching it.
ReplyDeleteThose are fun! While in Florence, we got caught up in a parade but never found out what it was all about, but it was still so fun and memorable.
ReplyDeleteVal
There's nothing like dancing. And, oh. I do love a donkey.
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