LOOK!

The odds of seeing at least one procession during Semana Santa seemed less likely as we approached Easter Sunday. It was about 8:00 PM when we drove into San Nicolas and noticed several of the streets were closed. So we decided to check it out. Sure enough, a procession had started and some how Nick and I ended up right smack in the middle of it.

Sombre music droned from the creeping marching band as people quietly, sadly almost, shuffled behind priests in full regalia; some pushing decorated floats in honour of the sacred event.