At the Plaza de America the band and soldiers, foot and on horseback, were marching in to change the guard.


They were followed in by an efficient clean up patrol.


Leon has a reputation for processions and we came across one on a Sunday in the backstreets of the old town.

The band was playing out of tune.  One of the drummers hit his thumb on the side of the drum.  They were followed by small kids dressed up in formal military uniforms with the girls in long dresses.
The incense went out and the man carrying it had trouble relighting it with a cigarette lighter as he was missing the critical end part of his finger.

The women were wearing very formal traditional long dresses and high heels.  The colourful mantillas represented the parts of the city or contryside from where they came.  There were also peasant women who wore traditional costumes with wonderfully embroidered shawls.

The sacrament was carried on the shoulders of many men who swayed from side to side when standing still.  There was not much room in the narrow streets and it was quite a trick to get it around some of the corners.

Among the crowds lined up along the narrow streets, there were many women wearing very sparkly red or black shoes– rather Cinderella-like.

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