¡Viva México!

“Everyone is going to go to the cry tonight, but I’m not sure if it’s safe.”

What’s a cry?

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The Cry of Dolores (Spanish: Grito de Dolores) was uttered from the small town of Dolores Hidalgo, near Guanajuato in Mexico, on September 16, 1810. This event is considered the beginning of theMexican War of Independence. The “grito” was the pronunciamiento of the Mexican War of Independence by Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, a Roman Catholic priest. Since October 1825, the anniversary of the event is celebrated as Mexican Independence Day.

Since the late 20th century, Hidalgo’s “cry of independence” has become emblematic of Mexican independence.

Each year on the night of September 15, at around eleven in the evening, the President of Mexico rings the bell of the National Palace in Mexico City. After the ringing of the bell, he repeats a shout of patriotism (a Grito Mexicano) based upon the “Grito de Dolores”, with the names of the important heroes of the Mexican War of Independence who were there on that very historical moment included, and ending with the threefold shout of ¡Viva México! from the balcony of the palace to the assembled crowd in the Plaza de la Constitución, or Zócalo, one of the largest public plazas in the world. After the shouting, he rings the bell again and waves the Flag of Mexico to the applause of the crowd, and is followed by the playing and mass singing of the Himno Nacional Mexicano, the national anthem, with a military band from the Mexican Armed Forces playing. This event draws up to half a million spectators from all over Mexico and tourists worldwide. On the morning of September 16, or Independence Day, the national military parade (the September 16 military parade) in honor of the holiday starts in the Zócalo and its outskirts, passes the Hidalgo Memorial and ends on the Paseo de la Reforma, Mexico City’s main boulevard, passing the El Ángel memorial column and other places along the way. – Wikipedia

I now better understand the daunting atmosphere of Mexico City’s city center “Zócalo”-

Had I not faced some of my own fears by traveling here,

I wouldn’t have a picture of the many who’ve cried here

and why…

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Metropolitan Cathedral, Zócalo, Mexico DF

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Metropolitan Cathedral interior
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Bell hung over the entrance to Zócalo for Independence Day

img_0269¡Viva México!

Being independent gives everyone reason to cry.

 

Te Amo

A man stopped at a red light on a one-way street at a Puebla, Mexico intersection and turned on his car’s hazards. Lights blinking on his VW Golf, he began to negotiate, through the car window, with a balloon salesman on the sidewalk.  The light turned green.  He remained parked, blocking a line of traffic trying to move up the street. Horns began to sound, and in unison, the blocked cars’ right blinkers lit up. Annoyed, the trapped drivers tried to maneuver around the stopped VW Golf, stuffed to the gills with adults and young children.

The traffic light turned red and then green again. Finally, the  VW Golf’s driver continued through the intersection, parking out of the line of traffic. The salesman hurriedly escorted his balloon bouquet across the street and over to the parked car. The children in the VW Golf moved to the left side of the car, hanging out the windows, handpicking their favorite balloons.  With each selection, the balloons were deposited into the packed car.  Almost as if the tiny VW Golf had a secret belly, the balloons were swallowed and added as cargo. 1-2-3-4-5-6…

It blew me away – how did it all fit?!

As the thrilled children in the balloon-filled car excitedly chose their balloons and the driver readily paid for and accepted the balloons into his overfed car, I couldn’t help but notice-

the Te Amo balloon, at the top of the balloon bouquet –

out of the sight and reach of the VW Golf’s tiny passengers – it wouldn’t be chosen, yet with each adored balloon’s entrance – Te AmoI love you – seemed to inflate the tiny car.

No wonder there seemed to be endless accommodation in this tiny car – that’s what happens when you welcome love inside.

No blowing horns or hazards here –

Where “love is patient, love is kind,” the possibilites and capacities are endless.

What a breath of fresh air!

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Pour Some Sugar On Me

 

Cue the Music

To be a rock star, you don’t have to fill stadiums with screaming fans –

You’ve just got to mix your charisma, fueled by the passion for whatever it is that you do, with hot, mind-blowing skills that captivate your audience –

And once you’ve fed your audience, you leave your fans craving for more by adding a little sweetness –

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Head of the Line
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Churros!

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Churro Rock Stars,

El Moro Churrería, Mexico D.F.