back to normal

I have decided that after four ferias in this village, that what I find most interesting is walking through the village early Monday morning as all except for the most diehard of partiers sleep. The final rocket shots are set off at about 5:30 am, signaling the official end of the feria and waking every already traumatized dog in the valley. But the party continues regardless. Yesterday I heard the amusement rides finally turned off at 7:00 am. I gathered up the pups and took them on their first anxiety-free walk through the village since last Thursday. They spent most of the weekend huddled together under the bed.



Three whole days of peace, before the feria moves to our neighboring village and the fun starts all over again. hasta pronto, mylifeinspain