2024-01-05 23:07:24
Barcelona “I’ve never looked at the weather forecast so many times,” says a woman in the front row who has been waiting for hours with her two children for the Kings of the Orient to arrive in Barcelona. And as much as everyone present has opened the mobile weather application an infinite number of times waiting for good news, the forecast has not failed.
Before the triumphal entry of Their Majesties and under a threatening sky, the guard on horseback left the Parc de la Ciutadella a little late to announce that the most magical time of the year was about to begin. With the first sounds of the drums of the Brincadeira company leading the cavalcade, a sea of people still using the stick umbrella has suddenly risen. As if it were a rehearsed choreography, fathers and mothers lift the little ones by the neck simultaneously so that no detail is missed. From the top of one of the hundreds of stairs that the families have brought from home, Ot comments to his younger brother with an umbrella in hand: “You see, if it doesn’t rain we can put it upside down and it’s like a giant bag.” While they comment on the play, the page Estel passes in front of them with a large float 20 meters long and a shooting star that guides the way by shining more than 48,000 led lights.
Shortly after, the oldest float of the Barcelona cavalcade arrives, that of the postmen. With a large Royal Mail sign and accompanied by music Illusion by the geliden author José Manuel Pagán, serves as transport for the pages that still give the last chance for the most clueless to get the letters to the Kings. A few rows back, Bruna, who must not be more than four years old, cries worriedly with the letter in her hand on her father’s shoulders. The mother, who is wheeling the hats and scarves of all three, springs into action as if she were a superhero: “Give it to me, I’ll ask them to make room and deliver the letter to the page!” The girl gives it to him without being too convinced and the woman slips through the crowd to complete the mission.
When no one has yet managed to see the Kings of the East, the rain breaks out and causes a rather chaotic moment. As the beloved page Gregori passes by accompanied by a new entourage with sign language interpretation, it’s all slides, rapidly opening umbrellas and rapid-fire conversations between adults: “What do we do? What if we leave it for the year come?” proposes a man with a child on his neck who is sleeping warm in a jacket that imitates the ears of a polar bear. But a message makes everyone stop suddenly: “Don’t suffer, rain, snow or wind… We’re here!”, announces one of the pages of the white king’s float.
After a few seconds, King Melchior, who has a surprising withdrawal from Mag Lari, greets enthusiastically. “It’s already strong that after a year and a half without a single drop this downpour is now falling,” comments an elderly man who has accompanied his son and granddaughter to see the show. There is no time for contemplation, because after the toy float where the members of the Brodas company have been dancing for a while, the second big celebrity of the night arrives: King Gaspar.
“We’re bringing you the rain you’ve been asking for!” exclaims the blonde king’s page. From a new trinca float, King Gaspar, who could perfectly well be the brother of Barcelona City Council member Laia Bonet, blows kisses under a transparent umbrella. From the ground, soaked and with remnants of artificial snow stuck to their jackets, Greta and Sofia argue to decide whether the king has greeted one or the other. “If he sees you get angry he’ll just bring you coal,” warns his mother with some weary. “Seeing how it’s raining, they could speed up a bit,” he complains.
After the little ones in the house have received the slogans from the Instructions to Dream float, which carries a giant clock that marks the time to go to sleep, the third king arrives. King Baltasar, who is the living image of Olamide Adisa, from The Voodoo Club platform, also debuts a float. Now that the rain has eased a little, the black king smiles at the brave ones who have stayed to wait for him as the voice of singer Tutti Mane plays.
But there is still the icing on the cake: the coal float and, above all, the last one, the candy float. With a large candy cane, the mascots of Tibidabo close the most magical night of the year with a sweet shower. “Luckily we held on,” shouts Galla, hugging her mother. She answers him: “Now go home, pajamas and sleep.”
Their Majesties in the sports center due to the rain
Although the rain has made it possible to hold the cavalcades in the main cities of Catalonia, in certain municipalities of the Maresme, such as Alella, Cabrils and El Masnou, they have decided to suspend the parade due to the bad weather and have had the children receive Their Majesties in the pavilions municipal Other municipalities have altered the route due to the rain. In Tarragona, the Kings have moored their ship in the port and have gone to Plaça de la Font to receive the keys to all the houses; in Lleida, Their Majesties arrived by train and did a traveling show of more than 2 kilometers, and in Girona, Melcior Gaspar and Baltasar walked the streets of the city under a light rain that many had been wishing for days.
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