The sounds of celebration

San Cristobal is wild these days. If you are driving a car it is a nightmare, as you have to rush around the police who are closing roads for the multiple parading school groups, church groups, etcetera, that are processing in honor of the celebration of the Virgin of Guadalupe. The actual day of festivities is this coming Sunday & the place to be is the Church of the Virgin of Guadalupe, which sits on a hill overlooking the town.

The other aspect of celebration are the constant explosion of fireworks. It begins every morning at 6am & continues late into the night. To my ears it sounds much more like war than celebration, but then, I am a horse of another culture.

Yesterday I shared lunch with some indigenous friends, which sadly lead to an evening of Montezuma's quick revenge. Luckily, I think I have recovered, but it was grim for a few minutes last night. I am grateful for my strong stomach. Today I am taking it easy on the eating front.

I purchased my bus ticket to Mexico City today, an indicator that my stay in Chiapas is coming to an end. I am saddened to have to leave here, but excited by the gifts the future holds. And that includes an Equity co-op fundraising poker party at my home in Vancouver on New Year's Eve. So if you will be in the vicinity & want to lose your money to a good cause, think about joining us for the fun.