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Tuesday, 27 March 2012
Adieu Carnaval.
Last day of the carnival.
We have seen the late evening part in previous years - the burning of the 'effigy': this year's being a charming scene of a man opening his raincoat to reveal a long green serpent to a huge-breasted woman - but decided to stick to the early 'sortie' this being light hearted and generally a good atmosphere.
The late evening does live up to its name, (La Nuit de Blanquette) and becomes a bit sordid after masses of the fizzy wine is consumed. I did go out for a brief tour as a 'goudil' - people who dance behind the band - at 10.00am dressed in orange and yellow with a huge hat covered in lemons - outfit left over from a previous years 'theme' with our band.
The group in the above film usually play for this evening and I love the slightly haunting rendition of their versions of Carnaval tunes, and their bagpipe-like instruments made from inflated sheep carcasses - la bodega.
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