Carnaval in Mazatlan


We love Carnaval in Mazatlan. This is our third time being here. We missed one year when Ali’s sister decided to marry in February, but I’m not still mad at her, or holding a grudge, or anything.

Lowe got us ready for the big day at his Hair Shop. We all looked great. Then he put up signs around the campground. Five minutes passed and he was asking me why nobody was coming. He was definitely filling a niche, but it didn’t take, and he had to file for bankruptcy.

Setting up shop. These things sell like hotcakes.

Families get there early and block off the entire parade route for miles.

This guy was stopping all of these vendors from coming up onto the main parade street. There were tons of them already, and he was basically saying that they were too late. It was funny watching them try to sneak around the block and through the parking lots with these big colorful contraptions. I saw this guy sprinting back and forth to stop them.

Just waiting for Al Roker to show up.

The end of the night for us. The parade had yet to start, but we’d been there having a good time for about six hours.

The great thing about Mazatlan’s Carnaval is that two days later, they reverse the route, and run the parade again in the afternoon for families.

One side of the parade route is lined with bleachers. By the time we get there the bottom area of the bleachers is always packed solid with people. But there is always plenty of space near the top if you can do a little climbing. We always feel like we’ve snuck into a big league baseball game when we suddenly pop up in a nice space from the back.

The theme this year was Dragons.

The parade route goes for a couple of miles like this. Despite the huge crowds, the whole event, both days, feels super family friendly and fun.

Batman looks likes he’s had enough.

This looks like the perfect treat for the kids right before we head home for bed, right?

Another successful, fun Carnaval in the books.


10 Comments on “Carnaval in Mazatlan”

  1. Then US has become to PC to have a decent parade any more you have to represent everyone GENDER SEX YOU NAME IT
    or there will be HELL to pay

    1. I hear you. Let’s go back to the “Good Old Days” when the U.S. was great, with the white, male, hetero Christians in charge and nobody else with a seat at the table.


      (I loved the Trump Supporter!!!)

  2. What an awesome time!! The kids are now old enough to appreciate it. And, hey, good call on the cotton candy before bedtime! 😀

  3. I too began a “Business” at about Lowe’s age. Sign maker. I made a dozen or so signs advertising my kills and nailed them to fence posts up and down our little County road. Exhausting day.
    And, by that days end, not only had I used up all my sign making supplies but, in returning from pounding assorted nails into cedar fence posts advertising my skills, I realized we were the last place on that County road. Traffic was “light”.
    Hey, my 6 year-old skills were all used up in making signs, not in advertising my making of signs.
    Great memories for a Child.

  4. Hey, it is tough being a crime fighter! Good call on the cotton candy – there is a special bad place reserved for parents who don’t let their kids have cotton candy!

    ps – love the pic of the trump supporter

  5. Great one! We didn’t partake in Carnaval in Spain, but next year (shhh…we’re staying) it’s on! I’m LOVING the Mexico posts. So happy you all are back south. If such things were possible, a part of me would always live there. Maybe someday when Tree and I quit climbing or tire of the nomad life or Soleil wants more stability, we’ll settle there. In the meantime, keep ’em coming. 🙂

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