I have made a couple references to the Masletá on here, and I thought I would write a little something about them because they are insane and I have some good footage of them. At the beginning of Fallas in the second week of March I walked to the Puente de Flores (bridge of flowers) to watch my first Mascletá.
Very pretty.
I was told that Fallas brings large crowds to Valencia, but nothing could have prepared me for it. I don't think I have ever seen that many people cram the streets in person before. Thank goodness there wasn't a stampede. My phone even lost service because there were so many people in the same area all gumming up the signals.
I was also unprepared for how loud it was. I was told it would be loud, but no one around me had earplugs so I figured it couldn't be that bad. I was wrong. The bombs (that's pretty much what they are) shook the ground and my bones. It was cool, but I legitimately had ear pain by the end of it. And everyone else seemed to be doing just fine. Crazy people.
These pictures don't really do it justice. How bout some video.
Now imagine this happening every single day for three weeks straight. You can hear it from across the whole city. It got old after a while. These next videos are from another Mascletá in a different place. My host brother's father has an office overlooking the plaza where they do most of them and I got to go up there one day and watch. Very cool.
I might have ear damage. It was a great view and the people were packed in tight.
The mascletá was a great experience, but I'm not sure I would do it again any time soon.
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