I made it…Pamplona!
Well after quite an adventure, the bus pulled in to Pamplona and I admit I got a little sappy…I cried
a bit! I just couldn’t believe I got here and I never thought I would ever be in Pamplona. A rush full of all the emotions that this trip holds came over me. Travel is so special to me and the world has so much to experience and this is one of those infamous ones!
Well, this town is over run with people EVERYWHERE…this is not just a running of the bulls but a 9 day festival named the San Fermin Festival. The streets are flooded with people dressed in white with red scarves cleverly tied at their necks and soaked in red wine that they pour on each other! I mean this is an over-the-top party, the likes of which I have never seen! A crazy mix of drunk & drenched revelers and a riot of free spirited fun.
People are camping in parks, using outdoor bathrooms, and passed out in the streets just in order to be part of it all. I saw people from every corner of the world as well as every generation. The Spanish are so captivated by this age old fiesta that it’s telecast 24 hours a day on National TV.
I strolled around to get acquainted and got off pretty unscathed…I got hit with a few slices of Sangria fruit and had sticky shoes, but not a drop of wine spilled on me, even though I was offered my fair share!
I bought my mandatory white and red gear and headed out for a spectacular late night fireworks display…what a show!!!
I will say it again, the Spanish do know how to PARTY! Tomorrow is the big day…The Running of the Bulls.
Richard- I am really enjoying reading your blog! Thanks for sharing your wonderful experiences.
Hey Rachel…I am so glad! I am having a blast living and writing it!
Fantasic- are you reading Hemingway to complete the mood! It looks so incredible! more please!!!
The photos are great!!!