Dragons and Giants in Spain
I stumbled across a festival in the village of Terrassa in Spain. It proved a serious business. Some people must take forever to get their makeup ready. Or perhaps they've been standing in the summer sun a little too long.
Finally they all gathered, and the dancing began. I lost count of how many bride and grooms paraded before us, swishing skirts and slapping knees.
If you arrive a little late, it helps if you tower over everyone else so you can see over the crowds. It also makes for a spectacular entrance.
Finally the king and queen make an appearance. It always takes giants a little longer to get ready, before they can go dancing and join in the festivities. A stately dance, so neither crown will slip.
Then, once the royalty have given their blessings to all, the sparks start flying.
The cause of the sparks is the dragon. What is a festival without a dragon? An hour out of Barcelona, and a dragon appears.
But the dragon is perfectly safe, for he's guarded by pirates.
As I said, festivals in Spain are a serious business.