Welcome to La Feria de Abril in Sevilla! The April Fair is two weeks after Semana Santa and is every single traditional thing that you think of when you think of Spain.
Everyone dresses in traditional flamenco dresses. Carmen helped Megan and I find the proper dress, hair comb, flower, shawl, and earrings, and told us exactly where to put them and how to wear them. She was not about to have her girls wear the un-proper clothing to the Feria. Believe me, I had to go out and buy all new accessories because she told me my first color (yellow) did not match turquoise.
This is called the portada. When the Feria begins Monday night at midnight, it begins with the lighting of the portada. Each year the portada is a different symbol of Sevilla. This NO8DO is a symbol of their town hall.
Due to that Jklovllolvlkoil Volcano (or something like that...) my parents got to be here for a part of the Feria!
Megan and I decided that the Feria would be the most amazing time ever if you, your friends, and your family all lived here. The key to the Feria is that there are private, graduation-party-like tents with free food and drink that you need to be invited to. Families and companies have tents where everyone dances and parties all day and night. Since we did not have a caseta to go to, the Feria got dull after a couple hours of walking around. There were a few public casetas, though.
When I say everyone dresses in flamenco clothing, I mean everyone. This was a group of women just randomly clapping and dancing the flamenco.
These little babies were just the cutest thing ever. Hopefully their mama didn't mind that I snapped a picture of them. How old can they be, 2?! Girls in strollers who couldn't even walk were wearing flamenco dresses. It's just out of control, and really neat to see.
Wednesday night was Kevin's 21st birthday! Unfortunately it wasn't as much of a big deal since the drinking age is 18 here. My brother, Adam, came out to the Feria with us to celebrate. Megan's blisters were so bad that she couldn't come! I think Kevin probably enjoyed having things the other way around though and having another guy instead of being the lone guy.
Cheers! "Rebujito" is the drink of the Feria. It is sherry/ manzanilla wine (strong!) and 7Up. Pretty much like a clear version of tinto de verano, my fave drink here (red wine and Fanta). We bought some pitchers of celebratory rebujito and then got churros to end the night.
When I say everyone dresses in flamenco clothing, I mean everyone. This was a group of women just randomly clapping and dancing the flamenco.These little babies were just the cutest thing ever. Hopefully their mama didn't mind that I snapped a picture of them. How old can they be, 2?! Girls in strollers who couldn't even walk were wearing flamenco dresses. It's just out of control, and really neat to see.Wednesday night was Kevin's 21st birthday! Unfortunately it wasn't as much of a big deal since the drinking age is 18 here. My brother, Adam, came out to the Feria with us to celebrate. Megan's blisters were so bad that she couldn't come! I think Kevin probably enjoyed having things the other way around though and having another guy instead of being the lone guy.Cheers! "Rebujito" is the drink of the Feria. It is sherry/ manzanilla wine (strong!) and 7Up. Pretty much like a clear version of tinto de verano, my fave drink here (red wine and Fanta). We bought some pitchers of celebratory rebujito and then got churros to end the night. My family went home the following day.. or tried to. They made it to Brussels and found out Heathrow was still closed, so got a flight to to DC and rented a car to drive home. Sheesh! Thank goodness they are home safe and sound now though. I am praying the ash cloud stays where it is or disappears before I go home! Our flight it from Madrid to Philadelphia, so no stops in the UK is hopefully a good thing.
Next blog: Madrid weekend! Stay tuned.
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