Saturday 7 November 2015: Day of the Dead festival
We pick up Caroline and head back to London. Yes, again. We’ve got tickets for the Wahaca Day of the Dead festival. We arrive at a former shopping mall at Tobacco Dock where the festival takes place. Here, we’re a bit disappointed by the lack of atmosphere and the very few places to eat. There’s only a Wahaca diner and a DF Mexico diner and you have to queue elsewhere for a beverage. According to the waiting area, they seem to await a very large crowd. But don’t have the capacity to deal with one. There aren’t enough tables to sit down on but we’re lucky and get one almost right away. The music area is blocked off and only a narrow passage to get from the restaurant part to the other part of the festival. We almost get stuck in the only public lift to the downstairs area and spend too much time talking to employees who guide us to a behind the scenes lift with some sheets of wood as a temporary ramp. It’s far from ideal with a wheelchair. Downstairs, there’s some atmosphere at last with live music, market stalls and a mexican wrestling demonstration. Having seen everything, we leave after two and a half hours. The queues for food and drinks are already very long now while most of the visitors haven’t arrived yet. Later, we read many complaints on Twitter of how nerve-wrecking it was to queue for food for an hour and then not being able to buy a beverage as well but to queue for another hour for that. And a lot of people didn’t get to watch the bands that played in the evening as the only reason they’ve bought their tickets.
Driving back to Aldershot means driving back through London. So at least we’re enjoying the ride. The setting sun paints the city in a yellow and red colour to make it look even more beautiful. We drive over the Tower Bridge and back, past the Tower and then along the Thames with a great view of the OXO Tower and London Eye, before driving past Big Ben and Westminster Abbey. We enjoy that more than the festival, Caroline especially, as she doesn’t get such a view from the train or the Tube. We stop at the Victoria & Albert Museum to browse through their store. And watch the people on the ice rink of the Natural History Museum.
We drop off Caroline around seven thirty and head back to the hotel for a cheeky Nando’s.