When I first arrive in Bilbao I notice preparation for some sort of festival. I have a hard time finding information on it and my hotel isn’t too helpful.
There is a big party planned and it is happening a couple days after I leave. I contemplated changing my travel plans to stay for the festival. However I already pre-paid for many things and am looking forward to my upcoming plans. I do plan on coming back to Bilbao for another night before flying out for Spain but I believe my hotel reservations are at an airport hotel far from the action.
I am pleasantly surprised to find my final Bilbao hotel is about a mile from the festivities and I am able to participate after all.
Walking around town I notice booths are being set up in pieces, mostly from scratch. People hang by harnesses to attach the metal structures that would later form the booths.
A combination of plastic coverings and wood panels are assembled. On the wood panels the artwork is hand painted.
Many of the booths seem to be political in nature but it is hard to tell because most of it is Basque, a local language for the region.
It doesn’t matter if it is somewhat political; it looks like everyone wants to have fun and the group is very inclusive with all ages, races, genders as participants. Seems like my kind of crowd, even if I can’t understand much.
The festival mascot
This punk band was great. I could only get a side view because they were so popular.
I walked around for a little more and decided to start walking back to my hotel to plan for my flight the next day. As I walk back I catch a fireworks display.
What an wonderful impromptu day in Bilbao!
Crowds thrashed to these guys as well