Seriously, nothing is better than a well organised tomato fight.
And, on that note nothing at all that I am about to tell you makes me regret doing La Tomatina, but I may have been a bit vague about some of the details the first time I wrote about it here.
The hour spent throwing tomatoes at each other was amazing!
After the first truck went through, we found a great spot at the bottom of the street. It was a kind of cross roads where there was loads of space to truly fling your fruit at people, and there were people gathering up tomato mulch in hats and pouring it over people. It was amazing, and fun, and we laughed every time it happened.
So what aren't they telling you?
That mulch being thrown around? It more than likely has some bodily fluids in, piss, vomit. People have been hanging around for a few hours before the festival starts. The porta-loo's are gross within minutes of people arriving and the queue is insane. Plus people are Euro-Tripping, getting wasted and then getting up half an hour after they went to sleep to get to the tiny town La Tomatina is held in. Niiiice.
And this mulch. It gets everywhere. Even in your eyes.
The acid, plus the other shit that's got into the mulch, burns with the fury of all hell's fire. I sat on the bus trying not to rub my eyes and hoping that one of the girls would wake up so I could find out if their eyes were the same. On getting back to the hostel, I locked myself into the public toilet in the hostel and noticed that I had some greeny/ yellow sleep in my eyes. It was not sleep. When I touched it stayed in my eye and was simultaneously stuck to my hand. It was like a sinus infection coming out of my eyes, I had to use tissue to reel it out of my eyes. Absolutely disgusting! And as the day progressed, more and more people in our dorm had the same thing happen.
On top of that, if you're really unlucky, you're in a 12 bed dorm where it takes THREE HOURS before half the girls have got through the shower. If you didn't wear your ugly swim cap- which I did- then you spend that time trying comb mouldy tomato gunk out of your hair & spend the next couple of days finding it every time you brush your hair (thanks for reminding me of that, Anna)!
And it doesn't stop there.
Your skin dries up for a couple of days, and you get this pin-prick rash in odd places. And then there's the smell, it lingers. On your skin. No matter how hard you scrub. You smell like rotting tomatoes for a good couple of days- which is a great impression to make when you arrive at a new hostel, the following day!
There's the post La Tomatina Slump. Tiredness + your body trying to get rid of toxins. I developed a fever and a horrid cough for about 48hrs after. I desperately wanted a bath- and technically I got one, I visited the hammam, sat in the hot waters & sweat out my fever & followed that up with a nice massage.
Would I do it all again?