OLD FIESTA DAYS: The whole town is shakin’ this week like a giant basket of cascarones, but you just want to get away from it all, right?
Away from days and nights of mariachi music, bright ruffled dresses, parade horses, and spilled margaritas. After all these years I still enjoy the heck out of Fiesta, but for those killjoys who don’t, here are some hints about surviving Fiesta. (Also useful for tourists.)
Speaking of which, be on the lookout for L.A. types roaring into town in rented gas-hog convertibles, wearing carefully ripped jeans, getting drunker than a herd of goats, and racing the wrong way down one-way streets.