Recovery day for Pollença today.
As always San Antone is my favourite fiesta and the perfect opportunity to discover what Pollença is all about.
I spend the day watching and enjoying the interaction between people and the tolerance shown to those who indulged a little too much. The none aggression is a tribute to the local people especially as each year more and more go to experience their special day.
The aggression is saved for the tree later when they hype themselves up to climb to the top, in the alcohol indulged state the aggression can overflow to each other but is not usually more than an attempt at a punch which is usually stopped by those around, ending up in laughter at the idiot who tried it, or worse, sending him home to his mother.
The things best remembered are the girls dancing, while musicians play instruments that have been played here for centuries and rockets whoosh into the sky and explode with loud bangs. People sat on top of the tree, as it makes it way down the hill to the town and as drunk as they are a young man saying ”make way for the señora she wants to pass” .
It is an amazement to me that even though I am surrounded by thousands of people and in a confined space at times , I am not thumped shoved or pushed.
Thank you Pollença for these and other wonderful experiences.
