We decided to SKIP over Malaga's Carnaval and instead head to Cadiz, which is world famous for it's performances, amount of visitors and history (they continued the Carnaval even though Franco, Spain's former dictator, banned it).
We found a place to stay in nearby Jerez de la Frontera, hopped on the express train for 5 hours and got to Jerez. My other friend met us there and we started the long transformation into 50's ladies!
Anyway, we said our goodbyes and kept moving, onto something even WORSE! A drunk guy stole my clutch and I didn't even notice, THEN a beautiful man, my hero, comes over and asks if I had a red bag, my friend Mel, ran over with him and my hero asked me what I had in it, I said money and my cell. He shook the guy up, screaming at him, "give me all her things", so little-by-little the drunk guy took all my shit out of his pockets and I got everything back! The guy got so mad that he started throwing bottles at the crowd, like hard, the cops came and all they asked me was if they could put it on the news, I was like, ok, I don't care, ha. OK, this was the second time the cops came for something involving me in Spain, I notice a pattern forming...So I had a Carnaval hero, I thanked him over and over again, he was so nice and brave! I fell in love!
After that we spent a few more hours around, meeting people and walking, then headed back to Jerez. The next day me & Mel did it all over again in Badajoz, a city in Extremadura! WE FINALLY FOUND THE CARNAVAL THIS TIME, IT WAS A REAL SPANISH CARNAVAL! Drums, huge costumes, tons of people, music in the street, vendors, all night and all day parties, fun fun fun! AND no problems like in Cadiz! ha. PLUS our costumes were a lil more elaborate this time!
me voy a tranducir esta luego y escribir mas sobre mi semana viajando.
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