Saturday, we began the night of the Fiesta de la Virgen Del Carmen watching from our terrace as the procession arrived from the church in the centre of Los Boliches and turned west onto the Paseo. Then we headed downstairs to watch their progress. We slowly worked our way onto the beach to greet their arrival, entry into the sea, and the fireworks that followed.
I stood happily ankle-to-hip–deep in water (that unpredictable surf) while I took pictures. San Geraldo stayed dry but within shouting distance. We were tired and blissful when we walked home hours later. The Virgin and her entourage continued through Fuengirola. for another hour (or more) and the partying on the street below continued into the wee hours of the morning.
From our terrace
Down on the Paseo
|ON THEIR SHOULDERS.|
Onto the beach
Into the water
|THIS FAMILY OF THREE STOLE OUR HEARTS.
THEY STOOD LIKE THAT THROUGH THE ENTIRE SHOW.