Bunissima

I loved it. Everybody ate crawfish, tons of it. Drinks and things, people browsing from one stage to another. I had to get initiated in the crawfish eating. It was quite messy, but once I got started, I couldn’t stop it.

Before

After

Different types of entertainment were available, but I was not in an adventurous mood. This one was quite a creative idea though:

After some crawfish, Zydeco was the way to go, with a Lousiana band that threw beads at the crowd. I had to fight for mine, since they weren’t giving me any. But at the end I shared a couple of beads with some sad looking kids that didn’t get any.

Hanging around at the festival: different types of food, African art objects, hats, church people trying to convert the pagans, music, Irish dancing, let’s not forget about the rivers of beer that helps with the moods and elevates the spirits.

Despite the many people lying on the ground, no traces of garbage could be found. I am sorry to hit the Romanians where it hurts the most, their pride, but people here do it the right way, don’t throw their trash everywhere like they own the place.

I got tricked into eating the infamous fried snickers. It wasn’t too bad… I am not sure how it was.

Towards the end, after many kilometers of beer, we were chased away by the night in the rhytms of a wonderful Irish music band (the Killdares).