In the evening, the bus from Plaza Espana took me to the Feria ground, just in time for the big illumination. The fun and the dances had only just started. It was smaller and cosier than the Feria de Caballo in Jerez, with lots of casetas (big tents) from neighbourhoods, churches, parties. Always go where the crowd goes - they took me to a caseta with delicious pinchitos and beer, not the more frequently drunk sherry. So I had a fino later in another caseta, where they gave it out for free, straight out of the cask.
Main theme this year is Vizcaya, and the caseta right beside the main one was from Galicia - this part of Spain seems to spook me since a few days. I'm going to Vigo soon, so maybe it's attracting me with every mean possible...
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