- 10 months ago
I live in a little Spanish town with my Spanish fiancé.
Once a year this town has fiestas. Fiestas like you’ve never seen before. Let me break down what happens.
Friday night – go out at midnight/1am….park a car near the main square which is full of spirits and mixers. Get your plastic cup, fill it with a drink…take it to the main square where there music and it’s rammed with people dancing. Go back to the car to get more drink when cup is empty. Repeat until about 6am/7am
saturday 7am – there are stands making bacon sandwich. Eat bacon sandwich
saturday 8am – go to the bull ring and watch running with bulls take place
Saturday 9am – start a bar crawl. The whole town does the same route. Go to 4 different bars drinking beer at each bar. Arrive at the last bar at around 2pm….at the last bar there is music playing outside and everyone is dancing.
Saturday 7pm- go home to bed.
Saturday 11pm – wake up and eat some dinner at home
Saturday midnight – repeat all of above!!!!! Until 7pm on Sunday night!!!
Monday and Tuesday are bank holidays in this town so some people will then repeat this Monday and Tuesday!!
Now….I’m not going to lie, I did it the first year I met my fiancé and it was an experience. I enjoyed it BUT I really don’t like doing it every sodding year. It starts again…tonight…in a few hours…
i feel tired and hungover just even thinking about it, hahaha.
I know how much my fiancé likes to have me at social events with him. He’s a massive extrovert and loves the fiestas. I, on the other hand, find them very full on. Not being a native Spaniard, being from outside this town (where he’s lived all his life)…I found the whole thing unbelievable.
I am only going to go for a bit, I’m not staying out until 7pm tomorrow. Fuck that.
just needed to share these fiestas with someone who isn’t Spanish and would appreciate the madness!! 😂😂😂