Last weekend was an exciting one, calling for a major celebration for the 24th birthday of this very special human! (Also taking the opportunity to show off Bowie, our insanely cute puppy, maybe even the cutest puppy in the whole world.)
But, back to the very special human. We planned to visit the state of Aguascalientes to visit a friend of his, and to invite another friend from Mexico City. It just so happened that the weekend also coincided with a “puente” (a bank holiday Monday), and the Feria Nacional de San Marcos, a huge (I mean huge) festival of culture, music, tradition…but mostly alcohol.
Since we just went on holiday a few weeks ago and we’re both pretty poor, we had to manage this weekend away on the cheap. Luckily, we were staying with Leo, said friend, in his big, beautiful house, which we had practically all to ourselves. We also travelled using Blablacar, a car-share website (which I was kind of terrified to use, to be honest. Getting in a car with a stranger driving just doesn’t seem like a good idea to me…but at least it was cheap.) Anyway, we weren’t kidnapped along the way and we arrived safe and sound.
We spent Saturday just relaxing in the house, later visiting the centre of Aguascalientes and the Museo Jose Guadalupe Posada, which is an exhibition of the artist it is named after. The town itself is beautiful, much smaller than Guadalajara but sharing the same friendly, homely atmosphere. We sat for a while in the central square outside the church, where we were lucky enough to witness some wedding photos being taken (with the bride balanced precariously on the edge of a fountain, which seems like a disaster waiting to happen, if you ask me.)
Saturday night, we actually got ourselves down to the festival. Let me just say, they don’t call it the biggest cantina in the world for nothing. I guess the cultural events happen during the day, because at night it seems like the whole of Aguascalientes becomes a giant bar, and everyone wants to visit it! It was quite an adventure trying to, well, move anywhere and not lose anyone, but whilst I usually hate crowds of drunk people, I surprised myself by having a great time. We decided to call it a night when we realised it would be a three man job to get our forth crew member back home without anyone getting hurt – we somehow managed it, eventually managed to put her to bed, and called it a ‘bonding experience.’
I wouldn’t be in a hurry to go back to the festival – even though I enjoyed the night, one night was enough for me! But, I definitely wouldn’t hesitate to visit Aguascalientes again. Since it’s only a couple of hours away from Guadalajara, it’s quite an easy option for a change of scenery. I’m sure there is lots more to see there. If anyone has visited and has any recommendations, let me know in the comments!