Every year in September Naxxar becomes commotion. Men go up to fix stairs ornaments and garlands between columns , boys inflate balloons, women rolled up their yards and sidewalks clean. And old people drinking coffee resting under the umbrellas. Multiply everyday ornaments revealing a strategy even more grandiose than the previous year, creating a box and slowly worshiped the celebration begins and then explodes, literally. On August is the peak total. Naxxar is a preciousness, choirs and orchestras, flags, women in their finest attire paraded among children happy and confetti. After a slow procession dedicated to the Virgin Mary walk Bambina in excitement and nerves and the main course is the fireworks show but I have contemplated and the party is explosive.