The last day of carnival had arrived... the devil would be buried until next year and the party would end.. we tried to upload the two videos where you can follow all the story of this day, but we are now at Belen, a city at Catamarca where internet is soooooooooooo slow... come back for the videos in one day, we go now to villa Union to see the dinosaurs parks and maybe we 'll be luckier...
meanwhile, some images and words..
we went again to Uquía where we had seen the unbury of it..
people and devils were there, meeting to go to a house where they had been invited...
they walked along the streets, singing all the time.. if you see the clips, you will notice how they kept silence while passing the church.. crazy syncretism culture all along northwest... the religion of the oppressor and the deep believing of their ancestors...One of the phrases, me voy a ir... i'm gonna leave, made us feel nostalgic even carnival was not yet ending...
the comparsa and followers, crossed the route...
when arriving at the house, clouds of talc and confetti fall on us... there was a band invited there who received all us with music...
we danced many hours... song after song....
but at certain moment, devils began to cry.. the countdown was finishing...
we left the house and we walked again till the "headquarters"of the comparsa, where the music went on but the cries increased..
the devils began leaving the place,, complaining about the next bury...all went to el mojon where they stayed, singing and celebrating, with beer and other beverages...
the songs were saying good bye to carnival..and so were doing our souls...
They climbed the hill, where they had appeared 8 days ago... the last notes were heard, the last voices were missing in the starry night...
When they disappeared, we all went to el mojon, to throw there the confetti, to clean of talc our faces and of "evil actions =)"our souls and just return to the daily life...
but each one of us waiting, wishing for the next carnival to come...
the comparsa and followers, crossed the route...
when arriving at the house, clouds of talc and confetti fall on us... there was a band invited there who received all us with music...
we danced many hours... song after song....
but at certain moment, devils began to cry.. the countdown was finishing...
we left the house and we walked again till the "headquarters"of the comparsa, where the music went on but the cries increased..
the devils began leaving the place,, complaining about the next bury...all went to el mojon where they stayed, singing and celebrating, with beer and other beverages...
the songs were saying good bye to carnival..and so were doing our souls...
They climbed the hill, where they had appeared 8 days ago... the last notes were heard, the last voices were missing in the starry night...
When they disappeared, we all went to el mojon, to throw there the confetti, to clean of talc our faces and of "evil actions =)"our souls and just return to the daily life...but each one of us waiting, wishing for the next carnival to come...
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