Fondly referred to as the place where Paella originated, Valencia is also known for its annual Las Fallas Festival. Miss Iggy partied day and night (and by the sound of mascletas (fireworks) at 2pm and 2am everyday, who wouldn't? it's literally a whole 24 hour affair), sight seeing and going to the beach during day time and watching parades (and more fireworks) at night.
|Cuidad de las artes y las ciencias, by Valencia's native son|
(and world renowed architect/ structural engineer/ sculptor) Santiago de Calatrava.
|Miss Iggy inside La Lonja de la Seda, a UNESCO world heritage site|
The streets of Valencia were filled by revelers and these bigger than life Ninots (pictured below are the adult category Ninots. there are also smaller Ninots, or Ninot le Petit under the children's category). Almost all districts participate in creating these different master pieces that will (wait for it...) have to be collected, displayed in Plaza de Ayuntamiento and burnt at the end of the festival (if it will make you feel better, one ninot from each category will be spared/preserved, to be kept in the Museo de Fallas). The burning process, called La Crema finalises the entire celebration, symbolising the end of winter and a start to a new beginning.
|Ninot construction almost done at L'Antigua.|
|ishdatyou, lolo? :)|
|the Falleras, young women and children from the community they represent, were like the 'muses' of the Ninots.|
I think we've solved the Princess Leia mystery.
|Feeling a bit of Fallas--er mascleta burn out, Miss Iggy thought a little sun at the beach wouldn't hurt. |
Especially if it's the Mediterranean.