So, how many of you can name the patron saint of Pamplona? Now you're probably all, "Well duh, it's San Fermin! Everybody knows that." Right?
Pamplona's patron saint is actually San Saturnino, and that's why it's a holiday here today. Here he is, out for his walkies:
Okay, so you've learned a new bit of trivia today. Not that it's all that useful. Unless you're planning on appearing on a Spanish game show and you're lucky enough for that question to come up.
Lucky is not what my kids felt this morning. Especially since they had to go out in below zero weather. Their school isn't actually in Pamplona, so no holiday for them today.
Since the kids were at school, and even though officially he had the day off today, my husband actually did go to the university to get some work done. And people say Spanish civil servants just sit around scratching their balls all day long. Well, okay, some of them do, but my husband is one of the many that do work, and he works hard.
So, today he went to work, but when he got there, the heat wasn't on. It's a holiday, hence no heat. Sensible policies for a sensible Spain, good for saving energy and all that sort of thing, but not good for those with the laudable intentions of getting some extra work done (and my husband wasn't the only one). He called me around ten and said it was something like 13 degrees in his office, and while that was a whole degree more than when he'd arrived, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he decided to come home and give up on work for today.
Here's a few photos we took in the garden, just to give you an idea of just how cold it is today:
Pretty, but it kind of just makes you want to stay in, doesn't it?
According to the forecast, this weather is going to continue for the next few days, so I predict that rather than scratching their balls, there'll be quite a few people who will be freezing them off instead.
And I'm sure that San Saturnino is quite thankful that the procession is over and that he's back inside his relatively warm church.