We thought the Portuguese public celebrations were noisy... !
They're subdued, compared to their Andalusian neighbours.
Our ears are still fizzing and popping.
We were outside from 8 to 11.30.
Luckily the temperature remained a calm 12 degrees.
An outdoor feast of Sea bass and beer, in the chaotic aftermath of the parade, was punctuated by the noisiest fireworks display, we've ever heard. Loosened a lot of earwax..!
The town is lovely and flat, making walking easy. On the way back to the hotel, the temperature dropped to 10 degrees... So we were forced into a tapas bar, to warm up. Jenny had her 3rd glass of beer... A personal best, I had a Fino Sherry, of course, to wash the tapas down.. And the nub end of a bottle of brandy... As we were leaving, more punters were coming in.
15 degrees, sun rising, streets deserted.. it's a public holiday .