This morning, early, I was driving on the road to Celaya. I came over a hill and could see a huge parade of people walking toward San Miguel. At the back of the procession there were horsemen and dogs. It was about a quarter of a mile long, if not longer.
At the head of the procession was a pickup truck and a contingent carrying a HUGE banner of the Virgen of Guadalupe. I presume they were proceeding to the Parroquia across from the jardin.
As I drove across town to go to Celaya there were flowers and statues in doorways. As I went down Canal where the unofficial official cantera statue of the Virgen is, a sea of flowers surrounded her.
Coming home I got tangled in the traffic near the San Juan de Dios market. Some men were carrying a large statue of the Virgen into the market!
She is everywhere - as well she should be!
No one can deny that Mexico lives its religion. It definitely is not about spending an hour in church on Sunday. It's something every day and every night.
Last night was a prime example. The Virgen was spending the night in the house next to mine. Six people carrying the statue from somewhere came up the hill on Tuesday carrying her in a large glass fronted box on two long poles. No music, no bands, no dancers or fireworks. Just them. At the time I thought, "I hope that doesn't mean that the fireworks are going to start here". Oh my, I was SO right
They went on all night and were still going on after daylight this morning. Usually I can sleep through them. Not this time. At about midnight I listened to see if they would sing Las Mananitas at the edge of the canyon as they have done in the past. For the moment there was no sound. Not even fireworks.
It's all quiet now. However, who knows what darkness will bring?
As I said, The Virgen is everywhere.