Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls: Today is Tuesday 13th, Spanish for bad luck! Yes, we don’t do Friday 13th (well, unfortunately we do since the eponymous movie franchise arrived in Spanish soil).
You would think that a day is a day and that’s that (except Mondays of course and the hours of 3 to 6pm on a Friday). But Tuesdays really are a different kettle of fish (do you know anyone who owns one of those? My mother always has, I wouldn’t know where to store it myself). On a Tuesday in Spain you’re not supposed to get married or start a journey (en martes ni te cases ni te embarques). Tuesdays are THE day of the week to be avoided.
I have just been researching the matter and apparently
there is no scientific reason for Tuesday 13th to be bad luck, in fact
many people consider it to be extra good luck.
And that poor number 13. In the street where I lived before moving here, there was no number 13 property, it jumped straight from 12 to 14. Poor 13, I always thought.
Thirteen, however, is historically a bad omen. Judas is considered to be the 13th apostle. The kabbalah mentions 13 evil spirits. The Antichrist is mentioned in Chapter 13 of the Apocalypse.
Now, I come from the land of superstition, where we spend our lives knocking on wood, crossing fingers and avoiding strange happenings on foggy days. So Tuesdays with the number 13th attached and black cats are to be avoided; as it is walking underneath a ladder.
So, what have I done today? Buy a scratch card of course! Wish me luck.
Do you have any weird traditions we should know about? Above all any that involve eating chocolate or cake.
*Update: the scratch card cost me £2 (actually, it didn’t, I had one to exchange) and had a prize of £2 so not out of pocket at all. I shall exchange it for another one, or two*