Sanfermin Closures

Photo Luis Azanza

Photo José Luis Ollo

Photo and text Berta Bernart

Clapping, cheering, climbs on the shoulders figures waving their arms. "Go out, come out again." The crowd goes wild, they are about, I want to see dancing, touching, kissing. The temperature continues to rise. The bangs are stuck to his forehead shining with sweat. Someone passes a bottle of water.

And the music sounds again. Restart the jumps, turns, faster and faster. This is the encore, the grand finale to chant those who will no longer have 25 years. The Giants are going. And the children shout, but the parents more.

They have taken their children to say goodbye to the Giants and Big-heads in the new bus station and watched in amazement as some travelers as four pairs of four meters high launch into a choreography of crosses, turns and swings, surrounded by a thirties and forties many more excited even than small ones.

Kings have grown up with different races and continents, who cares, whose sovereignty is no doubt in these days of July, accompanied by a small court of Cabezudos. They are the mayor, city councilman, grandmother and a Japanese couple, perhaps to compensate for the lack of eyes torn between his fellow high royalty. More Palpitations may order the sheriffs Kilikis creators of the largest Zaldiko disorders and man-horse, who else will go after shouting to hit him with soft whip. Among the smaller wolf generate the fascination of the stories, which can be scary, attack, but his teeth are fictitious and bloodless. How much can cause a nightmare or a healthy desire for emulation legs suffering of their parents.

But the big stars are giants, whose fans blocked the streets, they are mesmerized by the sound of bagpipes and txistu, lost his composure for a picture with them, having a memory. They also represent the passage of the baby for children with free will because the parting his hands are full of pacifiers abandoned forever.

As a veteran rockers never die, the current approach to giant 150 years, but its tradition goes back to the sixteenth century. His goodbye at 3 pm on day 14 is like the stellar performance of the festivals that have stopped coming since they are parents. An intense and inter-communion. That these little guy and little guy who embrace the big heads when they crouch to be kissed when they will revere thirty years.

Photo Luis Azanza

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