Sunday was an unstructured day because of the wedding that night. We had toyed around with the idea of a day trip to a volcano, but we didn’t want to risk not making it back in time that evening. So we just explored town some more. We started out the day buying breakfast at the nearby panaderia (it would turn out to be the first of many such beginnings).

We wandered into a nearby plaza/market, then found the very impressive and beautiful ruins of Santa Clara. There are many nooks and crannies everywhere (fun for the children we saw here), and lots of old rooms and crypts. There was a wedding party taking photos here, and we also found a storeroom with lots of plastic furniture, so people must also do receptions here as well.

Here are some photos of me screwing around in a crypt. I probably picked up some dead-people parts on the back of my shirt. Here is also photographic proof that Patrika can also similarly disrespect former final resting places:

Upon exiting Santa Clara, we ran into our first procession. Yesterday, Elizabeth Bell had told us that in these processions, men carry coffins of Jesus, and women carry coffins of Mary. After the procession passed, we walked around town some more. In many towns, there are public cisterns of water where people do laundry:

After lunch, we split up; Patrika and I did some more exploring and eventually found our way to the main market.

Finally, we went back to Casa Santo Domingo for Heidi and Jason’s beautiful wedding and reception.

It rained a lot that night, but the hotel staff was prepared with these huge 6-person umbrellas to escort people from the covered-tent Mass area to the reception hall.