A girl’s 15th birthday, or quinceanera, in
many parts of Latin America, including Colombia, is a big, big deal. While a
boy’s 15th birthday is also celebration-worthy, for girls, turning 15
is serious, quasi wedding-esque business. We’re talking the whole shebang:
full-blown reception, gowns and tiaras, dinner, professional photographers and videographers,
cake, dancing, bands, and guest list. Wealthier families can afford bigger, more
lavish parties, but even those with economic strains go big and pride themselves
on throwing their daughter an amazing party.
I have been to three 15th birthday parties in
Colombia, but this last one was extra special. Candy lives next door to me and is
a part of the big family that has adopted me into theirs. She is one of my
favorites and many a night we sit in rocking
chairs as she explains the intricate happenings of scandalous Colombian reality
TV shows to me.
Guests (140 of them) arrived and one-by-one male friends and
family took turns dancing with the birthday girl.
Next guests watched a
slide show complete with lots of Celine Dion music, ate cake and drank champagne
until the Mariachi band arrived (Mariachi bands are originally from Mexico but
appear at all quinceaneras I’ve been to...?).
Back to more talking and champaine until… “La Hora Loca!” My
favorite! “The Crazy Hour” is a 60 minute dance-fest upon the arrival of another band,
complete with booming drums and trumpets. Everyone, from infants to grandmas
gets their groove on. And I mean everyone--the neighbor with terrible arthritis was even hoisted up in her chair. Being the "gringa", I pulled into middle and forced
to “sacalo, metelo”, aka partake in awkward hip thrusting movements that no white-girl can pull off.
The three ladies I live with: Aura, me, Celia, and Edith
Candy and cousins
I live with a bunch of party animals...
Gringa getting down during "la hora loca"
The next day/night, about 40 family members
made their way (usually just down the street) to my house where we prepared
sancoho soup. Sancocho is a common, traditional soup of potatoes, corn, yucca,
yam, beef, chicken, and carrots (whatever's in the pantry, really) that was created by throwing together scraps of
extra food and leftover animal parts to make a hardy meal for African slaves.
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