It’s Party Time

It is Fiesta season here in San Antonio.  Our cousin, Mr. Globetrotter, was visiting from Houston this weekend, and asked, “What exactly is Fiesta?”  Everyone – okay, it was only 3 people, but I still felt a lot of pressure – looked at me.  Not because I am particularly smart.  I just happen to be the person who has lived in San Antonio the longest out of the four people who were in the room.  Which, apparently, gives me no special powers, as I quite honestly had to say, “I have no idea.”

Wonderbutt can't wait to devour Mrs. P.I.B.'s Fiesta flower halo. He is the only family member who seems to understand the true meaning of Fiesta - eating.

Here is what I do know about Fiesta:

It is approximately 10 days of parties and parades.

We get off school on Friday for a “Battle of Flowers Parade” – which no one I know actually attends.

When I was in college, my sorority worked at one of the Fiesta events.  I volunteered to sell tickets.  We were locked in a wooden booth about 9 square feet to keep us “safe”.  One night, we were told to stop selling tickets because there were too many people inside.  When we announced that we could not sell any more tickets, one not-so-congenial drunk threatened to set fire to our booth with his lighter.  I can pretty much trace my fear of being confined to that one intoxicated pyromaniac.

If you are younger than 10, your favorite part of Fiesta is the cascarones, the hollow eggs filled with confetti.  It is customary to break these open over someone’s head.  Many people do not understand that you are not actually supposed to use the person’s head to crack the egg.  Hence, there are many people walking around with concussions and multicolored circles falling out of their hair.

photo credit: Nongbri Family Pix via photo pin cc

If you like crowds of people stumbling into you with towers of beer cups, Fiesta events are the place to go.

If you like live music, Fiesta events are not the place to go – unless you also happen to enjoy crowds of people stumbling into you with towers of beer cups while you are trying to listen to good music.

If you like stumbling around with towers of beer cups, it’s probably best if you don’t attend the River Parade, where your chances of stepping off the sidewalk into 6 feet of water is increased by 10 for each beer cup you have in your stack.

As you can probably tell, I am not sold on the whole Fiesta extravaganza.  Other than the day off from school, I am pretty ambivalent about this city-wide event.  It’s fun to see everyone in a good mood.  But, I can’t imagine why parades, drunks, and excess amounts of fattening food do not excite me.

After all, I moved here from New Orleans.

Posted on April 24, 2012, in Dogs, Family, Humor, Mrs. P.I.B., Wonderbutt and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.

  1. Are there armadillos at fiesta? My Mum & Dad visited San Antonia many, many moons ago and I remember them talking about the armadillos. We don’t have armadillos in NZ…

  2. So funny! But we still don’t know what it’s all about – hehe!

  3. Yeah, I don’t know about that one. Maybe if you were drunk it would be more appealing. 😉

  4. Miranda Gargasz

    Wonderbutt is TOTALLY eyeballing Mrs. PIB’s accoutrements! I love that picture!

  5. The picture of Wonderbutt waiting to devour Mrs. P.I.B.’s Fiesta flower halo is classic! 🙂

  6. and i love the way there is a “large” white man with an obnoxious sombrero on his head to the right of the entry. nice. we are not big fiesta go-ers here either. i took all four kids to the b of f parade last year and we scored front row seats for i think $7 a pop and had a really good time (and successfully avoided drunks). but this year i think we are going to pass on it. king william festival used to be nice back in the day when it wasn’t that well attended. but, a few years ago we went with three kids and i *almost* became a proponent of leashing children (and i came home smelling like beer without having actually consumed any – blech). have a fun day off friday!

    • I did like the Fiesta Arts Fair at Southwest Craft Center that we attended a couple of years ago. And every year I say I’m going to take Dimples to the Pooch Parade – but that still hasn’t happened.

  7. Sounds like it just doesn’t quite compare to a good Mardi Gras party! Aside from the crazy drunks part… The eggs filled with confetti sound like a lot of fun to me. 🙂

    • I think it’s just kind of disappointing because they don’t throw things at you like they do at Mardi Gras. There’s nothing like getting your hand stomped on my 10 people when you bend down to pick up a doubloon from the ground.

  8. yeah, I remember NIOSA on college night. Not something I need to ever do over again…

  9. That sounds interesting. I wouldn’t be interested in the whole thing either.

  10. Happy Fiesta!
    Bella and DiDi

  11. As always – your last line: perfect!

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