What I am talking about is the Carnaval festivals that were held in Spain last week. As you all know, all Spans..... and I love a good party. So why not take advantage of dressing up and acting like crazy people just for the heck of it?
That is not entirely true... It is not just for the heck of it. The French and the New Orleans Crew have Mardi Gras, Northern Europeans have Carnival (notice the spelling difference, very important... NOT), and the Spanish (and people in Latin and South America) have Carnaval. These festivals are for the people to get their party on before Lent starts. Let me tell you, from first hand experience, they sure know how to do it. What good catholics they all are.
My friends (Andrew, Brad, Nick, and Elena) and I took a plane to Alicante (city on the Mediterranean coast in Spain). We chose to go to Alicante, because Andrew has a friend studying there. We did not know much about the situation, but we were told to bring costumes. This brought about the almighty question of what I should be. I could be a San Ferminean (bull runner), gypsy (obvious choice of mine), butterfly/fairy (like most of the female population in Spain), or something else.... After talking it over with Kev, he had convinced me that a cat would be the best choice. So I went to a costume store and bought some supplies. Oh, how excited I was.
I forgot to mention one very IMPORTANT detail... Cece and Annalise met us in Alicante. I don't think I have ever been more excited to see anyone in my whole life!
I really wish that I could tell you all that I broadened my horizons by taking full advantage of being in a beautiful beach town in Spain, like Alicante. However, I must confess, that we did indeed act like idiots and got way wild for majority of the trip. When we weren't out on the town, we were in bed trying to recover from the previous crazy night. I can honestly say that it was one of the best weekends of my life. Maybe it was the fact that Cece and Anna were there, the wonderful dinner that the boys cooked for us girls, the wild partying, or the outrageous amounts of laughter that I emitted. I recall telling my sister that i am ready to come home now, I am satisfied with my trip. And for that, Alicante, I thank you very much.
I did get some righteous pictures, enjoy.
AHHH. The Mediterranean Coast. So Beautiful.
Part of the dinner that the boys made for us. So sweet. And yeah, that is guac on the right!
Cece with her close friends behind her.
Andrew and Brad=weirdos.
Besties. I tell them everyday how I can't wait to introduce them to my friends back home. They are so great.
Brad+Blue Hair=Love at first sight. Andrew and Annalise are freak-a-zoidzzz.
Prom pose with Nick! I don't really know where that came from...?
One of my favorite pictures of all time. The sleeping "girl" in the background, Annalise's black eye situation, and my fake smile make this picture AMAZING.
Stoop Kid doesn't want to leave his stoop...
Oh My God... You look just like Shakira.
CRAZY CARNAVAL!
Thanks for reading! Catch up with me next week. I am going to Morocco, as in Africa, this weekend. Jealous? Well, wish me luck!
Life is good.
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