Frodo
July 17, 2019, 3:54pm
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Nava:
Sanfermines . There’s a clock which counts the time until the beginning of the next one, on July 6 at noon. During the week of Sanfermines a sleepy, rainy small city/large town in Northern Spain becomes a hive of activity, bulls, giant papier-maché dolls and general festivity. They are closed on the Pobre de Mí (the “poor, poor me”), at midnight from the 14th to the 15th (well, it starts at midnight and lasts until everybody is in bed snoring except for the heroic people who have to wash the streets).
When someone expresses moderately-negative feelings (like, bluesy but not fully depressed), the standard response of someone from Pamplona is (pero hombre, no pasa nada) ¡ya falta menos p’al glorioso San Fermín! - “(c’mon, man, it’s not so bad), not so long left until the next Sanfermines!” This line cannot be said between noon of July 6th and the Pobre de Mí ; saying it during that time would be like saying “and I’m opening my Christmas gifts tomorrow”… on Christmas Eve. And well, since right now it’s July 17 I’m currently suffering from the Pobre de Mí Blues… waaaaaaa, Sanfermines has just ended, waaaaaaa… but no worry, it’s only 11 months and change until the next ones…
I see, thanks!
I thought it may be related to that, (since the only thing I know about San Fermin is that there is a festival there ) but was not aware of that tradition.