On the night before Three Kings' Day - Epiphany, January 6 - the three kings ride floats down to the church from the three surrounding low-mountain peaks, and distribute gifts to the village children. On the way, the road is lit by vehicle flares and the Kings throw candy to the children. It was a great night. We came back to the dwelling and ate Kings' Cake - and I found the king In my slice!!
The story was that for many years there were no people of color living in Deià. So when one gentleman, suitably black, moved in, he was Immediately approached by those who organized the ceremony. And he DID become one of the three kings.