They have the most beautiful pottery in Mexico - bright, colorful, cheerful designs. It just makes you happy to see them all lined up on the shelves. I bought a couple of small dishes to bring home. They are pretty much decorative only, being a bit on the fragile side. But I thought I could put little things in them and brighten up my desk or bathroom. The slightly bigger, nicest one arrived home broken. I guess it was to be expected after all that mucking about with the transportation. The two smaller ones are good though, one currently holding almonds next to the computer for munchies. I had heard that Cinco de Mayo was more of an American festival, and that we were the only dopes who spent the day swigging margaritas and eating our Americanized Mexican food. But it turns out that in Mexico it is a 3-day long affair of parties. Which comes immediately on the heels of the Dia de los Ninos (last Monday night). Every kid in the whole town was feted - streets closed, a stage with an entire evening of puppet shows, music, dancers, entertainment. Plus about 5 long tables filled to the brim with sheet cakes, tubs full of soda, baskets of candy, bags of toys. So much sugar and excitement it's a wonder the kids ever slept that night. Someone told us it was for the last day of school, but another told us that they all had school the next day and classes didn't end until June. I guess it doesn't matter. Who needs an excuse to have a good time with all the kids for one special day?
Viva Mexico. Happy Cinco de Mayo.
No comments:
Post a Comment