We went up to Santa Fe (about an hour North of ABQ) Thursday night with some friends to witness the burning of
Zozobra. Check out the link for more info, but here is my take on the Old Guy. In English, Zozobra means Old Man Gloom, or in Sophia's words, Mr. Gloomy Pants. Back in the 1920s, an artist in Santa Fe decided, with some friends, that the Fiestas were getting dull and overly commercialized, so he made his own! As a prequel to the other fiestas, he thought of building a giant marionette, symbolizing all of the gloom and unhappiness is our lives, then setting it on fire to rid ourselves of the gloom. Once all gloom was gone, everyone could celebrate and enjoy the other festivities.
The puppet has since grown to 50 feet tall (making it the tallest marionette in the world now) and the crowd has grown to over 20,000 people! The puppet is filled with papers that people want to have burned...divorce decrees, paid off mortgages, or just a hand written note describing a personal gloom.
At Fort Marcy Park, there was face painting, souvenirs, snacks, drinks, music playing all afternoon, and lots of people! Sophia got a light wand, later realized it was a sword, then began to call it a glue stick, even after I pointed out it was actually a glow stick. She got her face painted with little blue stars all over her face...her own design. Sydney chose light-up rabbit ears and got her face painted like a Princess, but wiped it off soon afterwards. Sophia wanted to sleep in her face paint and wear it to school the next day, but I wiped her face with a baby wipe as she sleepily lay in bed.
Although the bands leading up to the show seemed to play forever, the actual show was rather spectacular. The bands were good, don't get me wrong, but I think they played for almost 2 hours after sunset and the kids were impatient to see cool stuff, plus the Mom was impatient to get them home in bed!
My girls are usually in bed by 8pm, and that night they didn't get into their actual beds until 12! They did get to sleep awhile in the car (took us more like 2 hours to get home because of the traffic getting out of Santa Fe) and amazingly enough they weren't at all grumpy when I woke them up at 8am because Sophia had school. I guess the burning of Zozobra worked!
Back to the show...after the bands played, there are dancers symbolizing gloom and one dancer trying to chase them all away and the music continues while they do a long, very drawn out, dance. But every time you think it is going on a bit too long, BOOM! Fireworks come shooting out the back of this giant puppet. That gave the kids their first jump, but then he starts moaning and groaning on and on and it gets a little creepy. Sophia's friend was ready to go at that point, but Sophia would've had to be dragged away. She clutched her Daddy closely, all the while peering out at this strange moaning, groaning abomination. Tessa stared at him with mouth in the "o" position and looked at me occasionally, to make sure I was still smiling and not at all concerned.
They all cheered for the fireworks, though, even as they zoomed up a string towards old Grumpy Pants. My biggest concern beforehand was the people shouting, "Burn Him! Burn Him!" I was sure that would freak Sophia out, but she was yelling "Light him on fire!" all afternoon, until I explained that she was really supposed to yell "Burn him!" The other people shouting only encouraged her to shout more...which she was doing at that point out of impatience more that anything else.
When he finally caught fire, I realized that I should have been concerned about the visual image of a person on fire burning into my children's minds. To me, it was disconcerting to see the shape of a human face with flames surrounding it. Fortunately, the thrill of getting what you have waited so long to see, combined with the jubilant cheers of 20,000 + people, not to mention the numerous fireworks and the sheer spectacle of a 50 foot tall thing in flames was enough to bring grins to all of their faces as they were quickly whisked away by their parents. We got out of their quickly, mostly due to the fact that we had moved out of the crowd of people and stood by the exit for the actual fireworks and burning part of the show. Still, everyone else was trying to get out of there as well and it took a long time. Sophia and Sydney were still excited at that point and Tessa was asleep before we made it out of the parking lot, so even the long wait didn't ruin the evening. It was a night to remember.
Here are some of our videos from the night...you can find more on YouTube if you are interested.