Patamban
29 October 2006
Fiesta del Cristo Rey

Patamban is a tiny village that is literally at the end of the road southeast of Zamora.  

It is about 3 hrs west of Morelia, so we got up early on the last Sunday of October to drive to Patamban to see their Fiesta del Cristo Rey.  We drove and drove and, although we knew it was a big event, we were still surprised to see tens of thousands of other people had also converged on that village.   We parked along the road about 2 km from town and walked in on the only paved road.

     


 When we got there, this is what we found:
The families of the village work together to create an elaborate path of flowers along the cobbled streets.   Each family appears to be responsible for a section of road in front of their house. Early on Sunday morning they lay out a path of sand down the middle of the street, which then gets decorated with flowers, pine needles, leaves, colored sawdust, etc to create a magical path through town.


  

  

        




By the time we arrived at noon the designs were already well under way.  Here are some before and after photos, taken about 3 hrs apart:

  

     


The construction phase lasts most of the day:
 
 
  
 
 

 

 

 

   



    

   

   

 


    



 




Other views from around town:

An important part of the festival that we did not show you are all of the tianguis (vendor's stalls) that crowd the streets near the central plaza. That seemed to be the major attraction for many.  Vendors were hawking trinkets of all kinds, plasticware, minor crafts, and some food at the various stalls. It was so crowded we fled as quickly as possible!  Our idea of the festival must not have been the same as everyone else's, because on the streets where the flowers were being decorated there were relatively few people. We MUCH prefered strolling beside the path of flowers watching the designs take form than the crowds of people around the trinkets.

Anyway, here are some of the things we did see:



   

    



At the end of the afternoon there is a procession where the priest walks down the path of flowers leading to the church.  His are the only footprints among the flowers as the procession moves through town. We left before the evening fireworks and music, but I assume the days work is mostly gone by morning.