{"id":4318,"date":"2012-11-22T09:00:54","date_gmt":"2012-11-22T14:00:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theprofessionalhobo.com\/?p=4318"},"modified":"2024-06-19T07:25:01","modified_gmt":"2024-06-19T11:25:01","slug":"colourful-grenada-a-random-street-parade","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theprofessionalhobo.com\/colourful-grenada-a-random-street-parade\/","title":{"rendered":"Colourful Grenada: A Random Street Parade"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

In colourful Grenada, I really never know what I’m going to find when I leave the house. Sometimes it’s the most amazing sunset, sometimes it’s a local child who smiles and jumps into my arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On this day, it was a random street parade, with dancing, music, and levity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This post was originally published in 2012. It has since been updated for accuracy of links and content. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n\t\t\t

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Just before sunset (which arrives around 6pm year-round), I often go out on the scooter in search of a nice spot to admire colourful Grenada’s scenery.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Coming out of town (\u201ctown\u201d being the commonly-used reference<\/a> to Grenada’s capital city of St. George’s), at the side of the road was a parade of sorts. It was a small affair led by a truck with loudspeakers playing what sounded like spiritual or inspirational music, then a few guys carrying banners, and an assortment of colourfully-clad dancing women and men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some held streamers and props in their hands to complement this improvisational dance which evidently came from the heart, while others just let the spirit move them in whatever ways felt good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Following this parade of about 20 dancers, was a small crowd who ambled behind, observing and enjoying the festivities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\t\t\t

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I sat on my scooter<\/a>, across the road, mesmerized by this proceeding. The colours and all-encompassing spirit and commitment of the dancers was inspiring. Although I’m not sure what the parade was all about, I assume it was a religious procession, originating from one of the many churches that populate the island.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Although I’m not a big fan of religious doctrine, (I refer to myself as \u201cspiritual, but not religious\u201d), today it didn’t matter. I was awe-struck and moved by the colours, the joy, and the song. This demonstration of joy crossed religious boundaries, and struck the hearts of myself and many other people that day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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