Recently at 3:30 am I awoke to the screaming of some unknown woman. It was the loudest thing I have heard in this city. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my clothes. I ran outside to see what was going on.

It turns out that Holy Week had started, and the Catholics in this town have a tradition of a continuous "wailing passion" service for the next seven days. It's a live performance from a site unknown to me, but they sang the same "wailing as if you are dying" songs all day and night. They had erected a large loudspeaker near my room and it blasted all day. It was not supposed to stop for seven days - 24 hours a day! Fortunately (for me) something broke and it stopped after only two days.