Monday, November 16, 2009

Botellón

By now, I'm sure you are all wondering, what is the night life like in a little town like Martos? Well, on a typical Saturday night, it all begins with a giant party in the park called a botellón.


Just dress to impress, BYOB, and mingle 'til you tingle! Everyone from age14 to 40 parties in the park every Saturday night from about 11:30PM to morning, all year long. It's pretty impressive. And once you know some people, it's actually quite fun. You walk through the crowds, pause to chat when you see someone you know, meet their friends...

Here's a picture with our friends, Tania (pink scarf) and Antonio (far right). I forgot their friend's name (black and white coat), but she is apparently a radio personality. She's very cool.


Also at botellónes sometimes people juggle fire:



After the botellón, you can go to a nearby bar or club if you feel like or just stay and mingle in the park. Lo que quieras. Here are some pictures from Dietrich's Birthday Celebration at BauHaus, a popular cafe/bar that Marteños often retreat to after a couple of hours in the park.

From left to right: María José, Dietrich, Me, Ana.


From left to right: Sandra, Antonio, Ian, and Danial.



The last time we went out botellón-ing, we decided to try out one of the 3 clubs in Martos. When I say, "we," I mean Dietrich and I. The others copped out. We went with Dietrich's friend from his school, Sandra, and all of her friends, to the discoteca in the industrial polygon. This club actually has their own car service that takes people from the park to the club for free! And after the club, they'll drop you off anywhere in the city FOR FREE! That part was pretty sweet, but the club itself left much to be desired. The lights were too bright, the music was badly mixed (they played a slow song, for heaven's sake!!), there were way too many guys, and - here's the kicker- NO ONE WAS DANCING!! At a club. No one was dancing at a club. I still can't get over it.

But Sandra and her friends were really sweet, and the night could have been a lot worse. We came home around 5 AM. I think that's the latest night I've had here so far. I'm such an old fogie.

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