‘Are you gonna be here for the Feast?’
‘Have you heard about the Feast?’
‘Only one week til the Feast…’
This is all I have heard from the New Bedfordites since arriving at the start of June.
The Feast of the Blessed Sacrament has been running 95 years and purports to be — among other things — the largest Portuguese feast in the world, and to hold a record for the most wine consumed per square foot, anywhere in the world.
No one seems to know exactly what it celebrates; a festival of Madeiran culture seems to be the popular answer.
But if this is Madeiran culture, I can only advise you stay the hell away from that particular island.
Despite the vaguely religious title, the Feast involves thousands of people crowding into the Feast Grounds (a park which remains empty 361 days a year), and getting absolutely hammered on cheap wine and beef.
But that sounds right up Ben’s alley, I hear you say.
Yeh, kind of, but this one was a bit of a letdown after hearing the hype for the past three months.
I guess it’s fun for locals to catch up with their mates if they can push through the crowd, but one night of having my feet stepped on and overproof Madeiran wine sloshed all over me was enough. It goes on for four days…
There are also fights all weekend, grabbing girls’ asses is considered fair game by the throngs of teenagers and they don’t serve wine in bottles anymore after someone was killed a few years back.
Classy, right? I call: Hoax.