cadiz carnaval. epic fail.

Guess Ive decided to revert to my old ways of visiting blackout city, currently known as cadiz. Saturday we went to cadiz for carnaval, which is basically spain’s Halloween. A supposedly real wild time, which from other people’s pictures, I can tell that it was an absolute shitshow. Only downfall: I can probably only recount about twenty minutes of a night that lasted over four hours. Allyson and I both were a little overambitious in our downing a fifth of rum on our way to carnaval. Apparently that is a bad idea when not having had dinner? Oh, ok. Strike one.
We should have known right from the beginning this night was going to be an absolute fail. Per usual, allyson and I left our house late, at the approximate time that the buses were supposed to be leaving. Good start. Thank god that at least there were bikes at the station right near our house- or so we thought at the time. We realized our mistake once we searched for all the closest bike stations and the first 12 we found were all filled up- joke. Finally find a couple empty spots and have to sprint back 2 miles to where the buses are- and we don’t even know the exact location of where we are supposed to meet. Strike two. After running around a circle of a huge building, we see hoards of people and spot two of our friends on one of the buses. Being our considerate selves, we cut everyone to get on this bus. strike three: this turned out to be the lamest bus ever. No one was partying, no one was drinking, the music was terrible (allyson and I ended up jamming to our own beats on the way), the kid in front of us threw up, no one we knew was on our bus. Only possible highlight: the bus pulled over on the highway and about 30 kids got off to pee in the bushes- classy. So we already have three strikes. But please know, the bad decisions only continue from there. Once we arrive, we immediately leave the bus stop to find something to eat, just us 4, Kayla, alena, allyson, and i. we for sure should have stayed to see where else fucking everyone was. I hardly remember this sandwich shop and I think from there, I was just drunk stumbling with the girls. Later, allyson and I separated from Kayla and alena to go find people we knew. Well that was certainly the biggest strike of all because I don’t know where the fuck we went, but we took allll the wrong turns down all the little side streets that led to absolutely nowhere. In the hours that we were way-too-drunk stumbling, we never EVER found the main plaza or ANYONE we knew. How is that POSSIBLE? I have no answers- only vague recollections of asking for water at a bar and being turned away, hitchhiking with my raver outfit and sunglasses on and being denied, stealing a water bottle from a Spanish guy, sitting on the corner of two streets waiting for a miracle, calling everyone in my phone book 17 times to no avail, and walking through a Spanish concert. So overall, epic fail. At least it wasn’t fucking raining, for the first time in a week. Even better, allyson woke up to an empty bag of potato chips in her purse the next morning… when did that happen? Finally, FINALLY, harassed a cab to pick us up and he brought us to the buses just in time for them to leave. Were given a sandwhich and water bottle- thank god allyson had fallen asleep cuz I downed both those water bottles in less than 37 seconds. When we got dropped off in sevilla, I saw hitchhiking as another great option- grabbed a car with Emilio and Pablo, such nice guys who gave us a ride home haha. Upon returning finally in our warm room, I expressed my ultimate jealousy of allysons rainboots and big ass water bottle because mine is half that size and I have to wake up 3 times a night to refill it since I down so much water every night after a night out. The only way we have been able to content ourselves about this night is that it is a fucking slopfest and most of the people who went on the trip were in between blackouts as well. Basically, im ignoring the fact this ever happened.

and also! before going, we looked absolutely fucking everywhere for glowsticks to complete our outfits as ravers, but no luck. we asked a bunch of people and everyone kept recommending 'chino'. blatantly telling us to go to the chinese stores that are all over the place and have all the random shit you never thought u needed but now you realize you absolutely want. we did get a couple light up things but still, no glowsticks. and the chinese fucking follow your every step the second you walk in those stores. all of a sudden, they are like 'oh ya, im looking at this exact section of things, and now as youre moving over here, i also, coincidentally need to get something over here..' fucking hate that shit. im gonna steal something specifically out of spite. cant wait.
on a funnier note, in corte ingles, which is the closest thing to a supermarket here, we were on our way to get alcohol for the trip and in the next aisle over, who do i see but the nerd (his name is jordan i found out) who was dancing in cathedral the other night with glowsticks. i was like holy fuck, no way! cuz i had been saying for the past 2 days that i needed to find this kid to ask him where he got glowsticks and damn, there he is right there! buying some rum, just like us. small world. i hesitate for a second, deciding whether i should pounce on this kid or not, and decide of course to go ahead. he is all startled and nervous, its cute really haha. but he hadnt bought them- the glowsticks had been given to him at the club. damn. strike seventeen. shoulda seen our wreck of a night looming ahead.

we went to cadiz the day before too during the day to visit the town. didnt see much of the town or the beaches due to shitty rain the entire time. instead ventured into a couple bars, had a couple drinks, befriended the bartender. overall, still a good time with some good people... i really need to think about getting myself some rainboots though cuz the rain has been nonstop and i specifically refused to pack anything rain related with the assumption that it was going to be 80 degrees once i arrived in sevilla. apparently, my weather predictions arent quite on point... maybe ill get some from the chino.