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Ringing in 2022. Happy new year and some weird traditions.

 New Year's Day may start the second the clock strikes midnight on January 1 in most countries, but the celebrations undertaken to usher in the new year at different corners of the globe couldn't be more unique. Take Ecuador, for instance: There, citizens parade around the city with scarecrows built to look like popular politicians and cultural icons—and at the stroke of midnight, said scarecrows are burnt to a crisp to cleanse the new year of everything evil. And in Brazil, it's customary to light candles and throw white flowers into the water as an offering for Yemoja, the Queen of the Ocean. Herein, we've traveled the world—virtually, at least—to round up some of the most creative and culturally unique New Year's Eve traditions from around the world.

In Spain, local people will eat precisely 12 grapes at the stroke of 12 PM to respect a custom that began in the late nineteenth century. Harking back to the 1800s, plant cultivators in the Alicante region concocted this practice for selling more grapes around the year's end, however the sweet festival immediately got on. Today, Spaniards appreciate eating one grape for every one of the first 12 chime strikes later 12 PM in quite a while that this will achieve an extended period of favorable luck and thriving.

Assuming you end up being in Brazil for New Year's Eve, expect to observe the seas covered with white blossoms and candles. In the South American country, it is typical for residents to take to the shores on New Year's Eve to make contributions to Yemoja, a significant water divinity who is said to control the oceans, to evoke her gifts for the year to come.

The Greeks accept that onions are an image of resurrection, thus they hang the sharp odour vegetable on their entryways to advance development all through the new year. Greek culture has since a long time ago connected this food with the possibility of advancement, considering all the rotten onion at any point apparently needs is to establish its underlying foundations and continue to develop. Weird traditions continue everywhere as we are ready to welcome the year 2022.  Hope is all we have with the new year's new beginnings..


Wishing you all a wonderful and safe new year.




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