Swimming upstream / Nadando contra corriente

La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.

Regarding yesterday’s tree and whether or not it was a mock orange, after some sleuthing, I determined it’s a Japanese mock orange (Pittosporum Tobira). I could have saved myself some time had I just waited for Steve of Shadows and Light to share his comment. Today’s photos are what I saw before Tuesday’s procession, and after.

The photos below begin with the empty Plaza de la Trinidad (Plaza of the Trinity) facing Mateo Unurria School of Art and Design before I headed down the street to wait for the procession. The two photos that follow were taken after that procession as the crowd waited for the next procession to depart from the Parish of Saint John and All Saints (Church of the Trinity).

Yesterday evening, I went to see the procession that included members of the Spanish Foreign Legion (because they’re known for being unbelievably hot). I saw them and will share photos and video another day. But even if the weather cooperates for these final three days, I will not be seeing another procession. The streets were so densely packed it took me more than 45 minutes to escape. There was a procession in every direction and I couldn’t even squeeze my way through the masses. I stood and waited. When the processions finally passed, I phoned San Geraldo so we could meet for dinner. The normally 15-minute walk took me nearly 35 minutes. I felt like a salmon swimming upstream.

En cuanto al árbol de ayer y si era o no un philadelphus, tras investigar un poco, determiné que se trata de un philadelphus japonés (Pittosporum tobira). Podría haberme ahorrado tiempo si hubiera esperado a que Steve de Shadows and Light compartiera su comentario. Las fotos de hoy son lo que vi antes y después de la procesión del martes.

Las fotos de abajo empiezan con la Plaza de la Trinidad vacía, frente a la Escuela de Arte y Diseño Mateo Unurria, antes de bajar por la calle a esperar la procesión. Las dos siguientes fotos las tomé después de la procesión, mientras la multitud esperaba la salida de la siguiente procesión desde la Parroquia de San Juan y Todos los Santos (Iglesia de la Trinidad).

Ayer por la tarde, fui a ver la procesión en la que participaban miembros de la Legión Extranjera Española (porque son conocidos por ser increíblemente calurosos). Los vi y compartiré fotos y vídeos otro día. Pero incluso si el tiempo acompaña durante estos últimos tres días, no veré otra procesión. Las calles estaban tan abarrotadas que tardé más de 45 minutos en escapar. Había procesiones por todas partes y ni siquiera pude abrirme paso entre la multitud. Me quedé de pie esperando. Cuando por fin pasaron las procesiones, llamé a San Geraldo para que pudiéramos cenar juntos. La caminata, que normalmente dura 15 minutos, me llevó casi 35. Me sentí como un salmón nadando contra la corriente.

• Church of the Trinity was built in 1705 atop the remains of an earlier church which was built atop the remains of a 13th-century convent which is thought to have been built atop the remains of a mosque. Do you know the song “There’s a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea” or “The Green Grass Grew All Around”?
• Iglesia de la Trinidad se construyó en 1705 sobre los restos de una iglesia anterior construida sobre los restos de un convento del siglo XIII que se cree que se construyó sobre los restos de una mezquita. ¿Conoces la canción “Hay un agujero en el fondo del mar” o “Y el Pasto Verde Crecía Alrededor”?
• Behind the Church of the Trinity.
• Detrás de la Iglesia de la Trinidad.
• I don’t know what this originally was, but it’s in need of some tender loving care.
• No sé qué era esto originalmente, pero necesita un poco de cuidado y amor.
• City Hall.
• Ayuntamiento.
• Tirañuelas (Pinguicula nevadensis). A carnivorous plant exclusive to the Sierra Nevada mountains and considered at considerable risk of extinction.
• Tirañuelas (Pinguicula nevadensis). Planta carnívora exclusiva de Sierra Nevada y considerada en considerable peligro de extinción.

Click the thumbnails to enlarge.
Haz clic en las miniaturas para ampliar.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla and then Fuengirola, Spain. And now Córdoba.

33 thoughts on “Swimming upstream / Nadando contra corriente”

  1. I’m all for saving that endangered carnivorous plant, but please tell me it’s not actually that size. Audrey Jr indeed!

  2. Yeah, I think if I were there I’d have the same reaction to the processions — stay far, far away! (After seeing the Foreign Legion, of course.)

    Don’t give me too much credit on the plant ID. My “Picture This” app actually did the work.

      1. David:
        I took two videos. The second included the hunkiest legionnaire one could hope for. I forget to press RECORD!

    1. Steve:
      A few years ago, I had a plant identifier on my iPhone. It was almost never right. I just downloaded Picture This. OOPS! Don’t want to pay for another app. That explains why it’s so much better than the previous one.

      1. I have that app too and it is, for me, so worth what I pay for it. It is pretty amazing.
        M. Moon

        1. Ms. Moon:
          I’ll just send photos to you and Steve for identification. (The nerve!)

  3. I would have had the mother of all panic attacks if I had been trapped in a crowd like that. That’s horrific!
    I am, however, looking forward to seeing photos and perhaps footage of the men of the French Foreign Legion.
    Your anxious friend,
    Ms. Moon

    1. Ms. Moonscream:
      I was so glad SG wasn’t with me. He would have, too. I could have rolled right into one, but managed to breathe my way out of it… and then I waited.

  4. What a lovely Mock Orange variety that is! I can almost smell it from here.
    Oh the crowds! But you managed to get through.

    1. Jim:
      I know people who have gone to every single procession. I couldn’t do it.

  5. I don’t do well in crowds, so I’m happy to enjoy all through your photos. I love the floral sculptures!

    1. Kelly:
      Anyway who has a real problem with clouds would have had a major meltdown. I was so glad I was alone… in a crowd.

  6. One thing I always find interesting is how old and Charming the city’s look, architecture-wise, yet the art installations are usually a modern more Whimsical feel.

    And I’m guessing that shrub you’re talking about must smell wonderful?

    1. Mistress Borghese:
      Have you very smelled a mock orange? We always planted them in California. SO sweet, and beautiful shrubs, in this case a tree.

  7. I think a nearby window and binoculars would be good for viewing the foreign legion! Crowds as massive as that are a bit dangerous, if you lost your footing.

    1. Boud:
      You’re absolutely right. I saw people on 2nd floor balconies and was tempted to ask if I could join them.

    1. Walt the Fourth:
      Of course I looked it up. I thought it would be so funny to tell you there were. I did find Bonsai redwoods, but I don’t think that counts.

      1. I remember once I was in Paris on Easter Sunday, and one of my traveling companions wanted to go to Notre Dame to Easter mass. I just couldn’t say “no”, as this was a dream of hers. When the crowd began moving into the cathedral when the doors opened, I was pushed against one of those posts that are used to stop cars from driving on pedestrian areas. I felt a sense of panic then. I try and avoid crowds as much as possible!

        1. Michael:
          I did have a passing thought of being crushed at one point. It’s not out of the realm of possibilities. I’m sure Easter mass at Notre Dame was a million times worse than where I was.

Please share your thoughts...

Discover more from Moving with Mitchell

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading