When I arrived in Bilbao I noticed preparation for some sort of festival. I had a hard time finding information on it and my hotel wasn’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 many things and am looking forward to my upcoming plans. I planned on coming back to Bilbao for another night before flying out for Spain but I am under the impression I had reservations at an airport hotel and would be too tired to come back to the action.
I am pleasantly surprised to find my new hotel is about a mile from the festivities and I am able to participate.
When the booths are being set up I noticed that they were put together in pieces, mostly from scratch. People hung 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 seemed to 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 looked like everyone wanted to have fun and the group was very inclusive with all ages, races, genders as participants. Seemed like my kind of crowd, even if I couldn’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