We walked away from the zocalo after breakfast and found a really beautiful, large church with giant tamarind trees shading the sidewalks. It was getting hot and my white legs were starting to burn, so we decided to stop and people-watch for a while. Well! Up came this enormous parade of people in traditional dress, heading for the church. We have no idea what was going on, but it was beautiful to see:
|at first we just thought it was a small parade|
|the women had shiny ribbon woven through their braids, and their dresses were beautiful|
|so much color!|
|the all gathered in front of the church for a big photograph|
|they were so patient, posing and smiling in the sun|
|here's a close-up of the women, really wonderful-looking|
|after the photo, they lined up and started dancing. there wasn't actually any music playing!|
Then, we went back to the zocalo and had appetizers for lunch, and happened onto more dancing.
|a little Aztec dancin|
|full-on symphony orchestra, every Sunday!|
|and then a little more skirt twirlin|
The internet connection is so slow it's taken way too long to get these photos uploaded so I'm cutting this short. It rained a good bit this afternoon, and unfortunately we decided to walk a ways to a restaurant for dinner, in the rain, and got there only to find it wasn't open on Sunday so we turned around and ate at our hotel. Marc got a three-mole tasting sampler, and the negro mole sauce was amazing -- rich with chocolate and spices and heat and layers of flavor. The other two were good too, but the negro was amazing.
Our goal tomorrow is to head out to the ruins, so that'll be a fun day. And then Tuesday we're flying to the coast. I hope to have a better internet connection so I can get some photos up. It's really wonderful here, sweet people, good food, lovely life filled with music and walking around the zocalo. Lots of live music everywhere, my kind of place. Buenos noches, y'all.