Palm Sunday also brought us to the village of Santiago Apóstol and one of my favorite painted churches.
This beautiful facade was hidden behind a stage, presumably set up for outdoor masses during Semana Santa.
We weren’t the only ones who negotiated the dusty back roads out of San Antonino Castillo Velasco; Señor del Burrito was already there when we arrived. Apparently, he knew a shortcut!
Inside the empty church (pews had been moved outside), amidst the smoky incense filled haze, the ethereal voices of these women transported us…
This wasn’t the first time we had been enchanted in Santiago Apóstol. During Días de muertos, the entire Panteón is whitewashed and filled with an explosion of red, orange, yellow, and magenta flowers.
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