¡Marbella, la mujer lagarta!

For two weeks ´La feria´ (kermis) is taking place in San Cristobal. All the neighbouring neighbourhoods can hear the announcement of ¨Marbella, la mujer lagarta! (the crocodile woman)¨ from the afternoon till midnight.
Isaid and I also go and we do not enjoy ourselves.
There are a huge amount of people (what did you expect).
The noise is too loud. People shouting as loud as possible, to convince us that their blankets are cheaper and more beautiful than the guy next to them who shouts at least as loud.
The games (rollercoasters etc.) make us sick, before even stepping on board.
The sweets do not taste well and Juanita suddenly becomes paranoic that they might bear bacteria.
I get irritated with Isaid holding my hand not to loose me. Isaid seems moody and sad.

But we see the crocodile woman (an optical illusion), the rabbit with two heads, the dog with five legs (although in frasks...), the smallest child in the world (in fact we do not see anything). Me wanting to see all these strange things and little, cruel wonders of nature that you cannot see anymore on Dutch fares.
And the next day, we can finally answer to the all week long questions ¨Have you been to the Feria?¨, ¨Yes, we have already been and we have seen the crocodile woman!¨

Untill, Ismael (11) asks me if I go with him, because his mother is afraid of roller coasters. A sigh of relief, when someone else offers to go along.