The City of Seville is at peace. The holy week celebrations have ended. The exhausted penitents, and costaleros, and musicians, and spectators have all gone home to rest.
The chairs are stacked by the thousands, ready to be loaded onto trucks and taken to warehouses to wait for next year.
I could not believe how tightly the workers were able to stack and place the chairs on the truck.
Sidewalk cafes along the Cathedral route have reopened and life is returning to normal in Seville.
And over in the Arenal neighborhood, smartly dressed spectators are streaming toward the bullring for a performance.
We declined that experience. Veganism and bullfighting do not mix.
Walking the streets after the Semana Santa celebration, candle wax still remains on many streets throughout town. A quirk of rubber tires on wax is that when automobile tires turn over wax on the pavement it makes an incredibly persistent squeak/shriek. I suspect it will last into the future for many days - A reminder to the residents of their celebration of faith and hope in this city of tradition.
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