This year I experienced my first Carnaval de Ovar as a local. Living just a 10-minute walk from the Avenida, it was impossible to ignore the buzz building up for weeks. When the big day came — March 4th — I grabbed my camera, found my seat (yes, €10 well spent), and let the parade unfold in front of me.
Here’s a photo-heavy look at what I saw — no filters, no fluff, just Ovar in all its colourful, noisy, joyful glory.
