I was going to write a couple of days ago, but as I sat down at my computer, I heard a splash, followed by "es agua sucia" from the guitar player who regularly performs just outside my building. So I spent most of the final two days of 2011 watching what was basically a big water fight in Ciudad Vieja.
I love the sport coat and tie.
The streets were littered with the remnants of 2011 calendars.
Businesses tossed them out the windows along with the water.
On the 30th, most people getting splashed weren't so happy, but New Year's Eve was different. It was hot and the majority of those here were drunk on cider, and welcomed the "agua fria." There was plenty of candombe, and the same samba group from a previous post. I moved into 2012 with Pico and her family, though this time we were out in the country. It was amazing to see stars and hear crickets. Once again, there was lots of good food, though I didn't take as many photos this time. But here's a compilation video of some of the festivities; mostly involving people getting wet.
And finally some photos:
Prepping the parrilla.
We ate this little guy. He was good.
No idea what's really happening here beyond sparklers, but it
looks like some X-men madness is about to go down.
Obligatory fireworks.
In the dark this looked like
the beanstalk.
The frog that celebrated with us. I'm surprised
it wasn't on the menu.
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