Carnaval was loud, crazy, full of beer, hot dogs, kids with neon light sabers and confetti. And it was fun.
We’d heard lots of stories about how wild and noisy it was – and it’s true that the later you are out the louder and younger the crowd gets. But we learned that we can choose what we want to do and stay home when we don’t feel like it.
The dogs survived, too – although neither of them like fireworks and they head to the cubby under the towel shelves in the bathroom. They are just going to have to learn to live with fireworks since that’s just part of celebrating in Mexico.
Last night was the last parade that brings about the end of Carnaval. We found a spot along the parade route where it ends at Olas Altas and I tried to take a few pictures. We have a point-and-shoot camera and of course the floats are moving so accept my apologies. I think they still give you the idea.