Lunes Santo, Salamanca

A photographic challenge for me, I'll have you know.
With the crowds, the darkness, the lights and that fierce desire just to watch, silently.
This is last night's procession by a cofradía (Ilustre Cofradía de la Santa y Vera Cruz del Redentor y de la Pursímima Concepción, Su Madre) founded in 1506. For far better photos (of last's year's procession) go here. Ignore the music, if you can: this procession takes place in an eery, intense silence, broken only by the occasional spontaneous song, and the clank-clank of chains (shackled to the bare feet of cross-bearing members of the cofradía) dragging through the streets of Salamanca.

I've given myself the rest of Semana Santa off from anything remotely resembling work. What adopted española would do less?

I shall attempt to refine my Semana Santa photographic skills over the next few evenings....