The fiestas for Mary’s birthday are essentially Mallorcan village affairs. | J. BAGUR
A simulated set-to between Catalan-Aragonese forces and Muslims, running around Bunyola in your underwear, dancing archangels for Saint Michael (Sant Miquel). In a normal year, the fiestas don’t come to a complete halt on the eighth of September, but the day does mark an ending. Summer’s gone, the widely celebrated summer fiestas are done. Autumn’s coming soon, and the last of the summer melons have been consumed or hurled with gay abandon in an improvised battle pool somewhere in a field in Vilafranca de Bonany.