Coronation usually started at 12 MN. The queen, in all of her regality, accompanied by her court, would slowly make her way to the center of the plaza to march toward her prepped up throne. She would have her own flower girls and crown bearers - little boys and girls all fully made up for the special night.
There were abundant fireworks that would light up the midnight sky. Our favored political guest was on hand to deliver his/her fiery speech and promises enough to convince us, maybe, to hold hands with him or her on the next election.
The proud parents, all dressed to the nines, were ready to waltz to celebrate the big night of their daughter - or the night might have belonged to them actually.
The social calendar of the queen was indeed intrusively active. The parade, which was held in the middle of the day, was definitely a chore. Imagine the heat and the tapok - she was in with make up, crowned and in long gown right?
That was a weekend of hectic activity. She will be back again next year to crown her successor - in a new set or change of wardrobe.
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