Carnaval

Sorry i have been MIA recently, but this past weekend was ridiculous. At 7am on Friday morning 9 friends and I woke up and got on a 9 hour bus trip to Cádiz, the city with the best Carnaval procession in all of Spain. It was a long trip, but we had a few beers and got buzzed to pass the time. We got to our hotel which was set up for us by a travel agent and found out that is was a four star hotel. Each group of 5 had our own apartment with two bedrooms, a full kitchen, and a living room with a patio and a TV. We were still 30 mins outside of Cádiz so we were not going to be able to find anything to eat, so instead we went to a supermarket and got groceries and tons of alcohol. The girls cooked a spaghetti dinner, and we immediately began drinking again. At 10pm we went to a bar that the travel agent had rented out. It was crazy and the music was great. I blacked out for like 20 mins but recovered and stayed and rocked out until 2am. The next day we woke up at 9am to get breakfast which was included in the price and then went to the beach. It wasn't that sunny, but we had a lot of beer to warm us up. We quickly returned to the apartment and played a little beruit and flip cup to pregame. The weather cleared up a little for this. Then we ate dinner and got on a bus to go into the actual town of Cádiz. We wore ridiculous costumes and when we got there everyone else was dressed even more ridiculously than we were. The highlights; a group of bugs that sang songs, a group of pipi long stockings, and a group of 3 guys with trench coats under which they wore a naked body suit. They were flashing everyone and taking pictures with everyone with their fake dicks out. The streets were lined with lights and beer vendors and there was a different performance in every plaza. It was a drunken fest and we didn't leave until 3am, which doesn't seem late, you must remember that we started drinking that day at 10am. The next morning we heard that a kid got on the wrong bus back to the hotel and ended up in Granada (4 hours away) dressed up like a priest and drunk as hell. Luckily he speaks fluent Spanish and found a train to Madrid. Overall, it was one of the craziest weekends of my life, and it only cost me 130 euros. here are some photos that sum up the craziness.