Best Food Fight is in Valencia
After my journey through Bergamo, which is just outside of Milan in the northern part of Italy, I and my sister finally arrived in Valencia, Spain. We are here for our long awaited ‘La Tomatina Festival’. We spent three days with distant relatives in Bergamo. The distant relatives, who I never met before, were the nicest people I and my sister could have ever imagined. On our way back to England, we will be spending one more night with them, and we are really looking forward to it. Actually, my sister and I wish we could just stay with them, they are so wonderful. The meals they cooked for us were astounding. Appetisers, pizza slices, pasta, and then desert, coffee, biscuits, tea, which aid with digestion. The food never stopped coming! Never!
But, now in Valencia, it’s absolutely beautiful. It was really interesting to see how a lot has changed since I was last here with Dad, everything is so lush and green. It’s nice to know also that they’ve hosted the America’s Cup.
It’s amazing how a little town, approximately 40 to 40 minutes out from Valencia, can pack in over 40,000 people into it for the La Tomatina Festival. I and my sister were overwhelmed, it was so crowded. Even though the crowded festival takes place outside of Valencia, we had a hard time booking a room in Valencia, but fortunately, one of the 5 star hotels Valencia is known for, had a room for us, plus we got a great deal!
Food Fight! The festival starts with a giant pole located in the center of the square. It gets grease with pig fat and there’s a dead pig skewered at the top of the pole. Then the locals take turns climbing the pole, the goal is to reach the pig. When a person manages to reach the pig that’s when the tomato throwing starts. There are huge trucks located strategically around the square and they are loaded with soft tomatoes. The open the back of the trucks and tons and tons of tomatoes come out, spewing all over the ground. We were in the middle and we were chest deep in tomatoes. We stank so bad afterwards. But, we never had some much fun in our entire lives! Our train ride back to Valencia was loaded with drunk, stinky people.
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