For the story of the
Focara click on this:
my write up on the Focara last year. This year I'll just give you some photos.
There's always a ton of lights for these festivals. This one I'm taking trying to get the church in the photo. If you look closely you'll see it.
This one is looking right down the heart of the lights. There's noone around because the fireworks just went off way down after the end of the lights. In a few minutes the street was packed with people heading against us. We were salmon swimming upstream until we arrived at the fire. Don't arrive just late. Arrive really late or early!
I don't remember this from last year. These wooden buckets are filled with anchovies in some strange yellow paste. The white bucket has what I think is sardines. I knew I should have taken a picture of the names because now I don't know, Marco auitemi, ti prego!!
Another photo of the yellow fish. I didn't try it. Sorry, but I had a panino of questionable meat. I didn't want to add fish to that equation.
The normal vendor you see at these festivals. Lots of nuts and dried stuff.
Another one. How much nuts and dried stuff do Italians use? He also had olives, figs, and other things....I'm always amazed at the number of people selling almost the same things.
Here we are sneaking a peak in a local restaurant. This place was FULL of smoke. There must have been a problem with their wood fired oven. It was a sweet smelling smoke but thick.
There's always a ton of lights for these festivals. This one I'm taking trying to get the church in the photo. If you look closely you'll see it.
This one is looking right down the heart of the lights. There's noone around because the fireworks just went off way down after the end of the lights. In a few minutes the street was packed with people heading against us. We were salmon swimming upstream until we arrived at the fire. Don't arrive just late. Arrive really late or early!
I don't remember this from last year. These wooden buckets are filled with anchovies in some strange yellow paste. The white bucket has what I think is sardines. I knew I should have taken a picture of the names because now I don't know, Marco auitemi, ti prego!!
Another photo of the yellow fish. I didn't try it. Sorry, but I had a panino of questionable meat. I didn't want to add fish to that equation.
The normal vendor you see at these festivals. Lots of nuts and dried stuff.
Another one. How much nuts and dried stuff do Italians use? He also had olives, figs, and other things....I'm always amazed at the number of people selling almost the same things.
Here we are sneaking a peak in a local restaurant. This place was FULL of smoke. There must have been a problem with their wood fired oven. It was a sweet smelling smoke but thick.
5 comments:
Happy New Year Cowboy, love the light photos.
i'd say that not trying the anchovies in yellow paste was a great idea. i know i wouldn't be brave enough to do that.
no into the fishy fish.
those lights are awesome.....looks like a lot of preparation goes into that event!
I enjoy reading your blog, and have been lurking here for about 4 months or so. I think it's a wonderful opportunity to experience any culture other than your own, especially on the terms that you are with work. Have a great time and remember those of us living vicariously through you expats.
Kind of looks like a Greenwich Village bar in the early 60's after a few joints got lit! I loved your award winning photos of the lights.
Thanks for the encouragement everyone. I was a little worried because I didn't haul my tripod to take those night photos and I was regretting it at the time. I'm glad everyone appreciates how well they came out.
I wonder. Someday I'll have to ask how many people are lurking. Maybe I'll do a contest or something. I really don't know how many people are reading this, but hey people are free to come and go as they like...
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