The Monkey Buffet Festival

Hey!

How are you? I´ve been searching for strange and funny traditions and festivals around the world. Among all the strange traditions, like throwing breakable dishes at your neighbour’s door in Denmark, or tumbling 200 yards to the bottom of a hill… there is one that attracted my attention. It is called the monkey buffet festival and it takes place in Lopburi (Bangkok) on the 28th of November. Over 3,000 kg of fruit and vegetables are offered to every monkey that lives in Lopburi in honour of Rama. More than one thousand people go every year to the festival to enjoy a wonderful day seeing how around 600 monkeys eat what you offer them. I also think that it is a good experience because you can learn a bit of culture, see the ruins that are next to the square, and also visit the rest of Lopburi.

I hope I’ll be able to go some time and watch such a great show!

Here is a link to see the festival!

Tuna!!!

Finally, the tuna came!

Year by year, the boys and girls of 4º E.S.O. dress up as minstrels. We wear a black cloak and a red or blue rosette, depending on the high school we attend. Mine is red!
The cloaks aren’t only black; if they were......they would be very tasteless. Don´t you think? Ha! Ha! Ha!

They have a special feature which is that they are covered with ribbons of many colours, made by all our friends and relatives.

After the nerves and the stress of preparing for the festival, or at least that’s how I felt, we went out to walk all around Soria, filling each of its streets with joy and colour. In spite of the fact that the first day was completely disorganised, (there was not even one guitar and there were very few tambourines) we enjoyed it a lot!

We stopped in all the shops that we passed. Most of the people, very nicely, gave us money which we used to go for dinner the last day of this "fiesta".

Personally, where I enjoyed visiting the most was my school "Los Doce Linajes". It thrilled me to see my former teachers, and also to feel that all the children, who were now occupying our desks, were happy. At that moment I remembered how when I was younger I was excited about missing some classes because the minstrels were coming to sing to us! Hee! hee!

Many things have happened to us, and there are many more left because the tuna has not ended yet.

WE WON´T STOP GIVING A LOT OF HASSLE BECAUSE THE TUNA CONTINUEEEES!!!