It was crazy, there were marching bands, street performers and open fronted night clubs all through the city.
We started at 8:30 and went through till after the bull run the next day at 9:30. A particular highlight was that they put sand onto the dance floors, to assist the fluidity of your moves. My word, did I throw some shapes last night! I was dropping it like its hot and shaking it like a Polaroid picture until the break of day!
It would be impossible to relay 12hours of partying with justice so I'll just give you the top three on the highlights reel :
3. walking out of a pub and playing bull run with the street cleaning truck. Running up to it, hitting it without being 'got' by the rotating sweepers and running away.
2. Joining a giant street party and marching through the city as a dancing member of the brass band.
1. Number one, of course, goes to a hilarious woman beating story. After dancing with a big group of portugese girls I indicated to one I would do the dirty dancing lift with her. We executed perfectly, until I lifted her as hard as I could, straight into the ceiling nearly knocking her out and dropping her instantly. I did then what any reasonable gentleman would. I ran!
We then sat with a bunch of Spanish people and watched the runners take on the bulls as we had done the night before.
We got back to the hotel at 10am and celebrated by putting a couple of pizzas on. We then all fell asleep!
I woke 2 hours later to a room filled with smoke and everyone else unconscious. I could not rouse Casey, who was in a heap on the floor, and the other two were so hung over they could not bring themselves to help me. I opened the window and went to town wafting a tea tray like my life depended on it, to try and prevent the sprinklers going off.
By this time it was fast approaching 12 noon and our train left at 12:30. I struggled to hustle everyone and we got out the door and into the cab by 12:10. We shot across town and I got on the train. Casey and Alex had not prepared their departure so got stuck in a huge ticket line, I hope they got on the train!
On a side note I feel terrible for the woman next to me on the train as I type this. I have not showered, my shirt and trousers are wet with sweat and I have blood from my elbow (drunken fall) all down my left side.
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