Ok, I'm behind on Guanajuato so I'm going to finish up the trip. So why we were by the kissing street a parade strolled on by. It had what every Mexican parade should have: a devil with a cracking whip, large headed masked Mexicans also with whips, fake old masked Mexicans, a skinny eyebrowed cholita with thick braids, Don Quixote, a plump skinny eyebrowed cholita with a bun (you gotta change things up now and then), various pageant reinas (queens), a little girl reina riding on top of a car (see Jannelle and Ashlee, if you come to Mexico you can ride on cars here though we might have to put a robe and crown on you, pudding is optional), a warrior statue of el nino jesus (hey-suus), a band made out of bugles and drums (the cow bell guy was sick that day), a random assortment of self made disney/pixar/WB characters, and finally three 10 feet high replicas of a badly dressed Mexican, a moled gypsy, and a rather questionable and racist image of a black person (apparently it doesn't count in Mexico). The winner of the parade was the 4 year old drummer boy. He knew he had it hands down. His face said it all: "I got this, don't worry, I'll take you where you need to go, sigame!"







He is a cute little drummer!
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