The next day, we FINALLY got out of the house and went to watch the parade. It wasn't as crazy as I expected, but then again, the big parade was on Saturday, which we missed. We walked around the streets, drank, sprayed eachother with flour and foam and took lots of pictures. At one point, a pick pocketer got Gavin's camera and started running away. The people around us saw what happened and about 15 people started running after this guy. The cops saw and started running too. They caught him and everyone started cheering and making sure we got our camera back and offered everything they could to help. The people in Colombia are SO nice. It was a little odd sometimes though, people would stop us on the street and ask to take pictures with us. Not that many tourists come to Baranquilla Carnaval apparently.
All three days were just going to the parade during the day and then going out at night, so there really isnt much detail to go in to, so here are some pictures.
Gavin, Monica and Dasha
Parade
More parade
More parade
Third night out at the big outdoor concert
Mike, Dasha, Monica, Gavin, Greg, Roisin, Alex and Me
Me and Dasha making friends with the locals
The final day was the death of Joselito, meaning Carnaval was over. It was HILARIOUS. Everyone dressed in black and was crying through the street. It was probably my favorite parade
Some cute mourners
More funeral
cool dresses
Me and a local violently attacked
Gavin fell victim to the cutest kid ever
Overall, it was an amazingly fun time. We had a good group, everyone just wanted to have fun, next time its Brazil!!
1 comment:
Ok...So I have been a little lazy here lately and I just caught up on your blog! Love it and smiled a lot as I read. I must say I am really proud of you! A lone American Chick out to tackle the world. I am looking forward to catching up in Asia and take care until then,
Lucas
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