Pop! Pop! Pop! Firecrackers and trumpets and horns announcing the ascension into heaven of one particular Saint.
People fill the streets in a parade expressing their devout Catholic faith and appreciation for the sacredness of Life itself.
It seems like every week there is a celebration of one Saint or another who has ascended into heaven. You don't have to plan on seeing a parade in Granada, Nicaragua, as long as you're staying for a week or so.
During Holy Week there are parades in every neighborhood and every township, some joyful and others solemn. Girls with flowers in their hair and pretty embroidered dresses, choir members in purple robes and men and women with babies, toddlers, crosses and statues from their home altars.
You can feel the remarkable fellowship of family and community when witnessing the outpouring of the locals who participate in the rituals and festivities.
Just keep your ears open for the popping off of firecrackers typically set off by church officials in front of a church. Chances are there will be a parade.