There's a saying in Spain that goes along the lines of, "When you move the Saints, the sky opens up."
Well holy week this year in Spain seems to have been like that all over the peninsula, except here in Extremadura. While the temperatures did plunge more than 10 degrees from the week before, only one procession was canceled due to rain.
If the masses of people in the more famous places like Seville put you off but are genuinely interested in seeing the processional passion that envelops Spain over their Holy Week, Caceres is a great bet.
While the streets are much more crowded than normal in my adopted sleepy little city, it is still possible to find a room and spot amongst the crowds that line the streets to watch the hooded penitents sweat it out under the weight of their charges.
...and if the incense and fervour get a little too much for you, well there is always the beauty of the city to offset that bit now, isn't there?