The Ghajnsielem feast is known for a lot of its unique traditions, including the "Balzunetta", which you can read about here. It also just so happens to pass in front of the house.
Last year we were hoping that by this time we'd be throwing shredded papers down from the balcony, something which obviously didn't materialise. We still did get a front-row view from our porch though.
I had an anxious realisation in the days building up to this particular Friday night. Some people tend to get a little too rowdy, and I was worried that since we don't have a front gate installed yet they'd use the porch as a dumping ground for watermelons and empty cups. Or even worse, as a urinal.
So viewing the march from the porch wasn't just for the enjoyment, it was also to hold the fort. Thankfully, the only casualties were a couple of empty plastic cups and I was able to sleep a bit easier at night.
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