Sunday, October 19, 2014

Street Scenes in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico - October, 2014

I FINALLY got to the jardin to sit on the bench and observe life in San Miguel.  My usual routine used to be that I would get there every Monday and Friday.  It has been quite a long time since that has happened.  I felt the watch life in Mexico again.

There are times on the bench when no one walks by and one can just contemplate the azure blue sky or the flowers hanging on the fence in front of the icon of San Miguel, the Parroquia.  But, it doesn't last long.
A large group of happy teenagers descended on the jardin and were enthralled and photographing.  Photographing what, you say? 
They were enjoying the buskers from New Orleans who have been in town for a couple of weeks playing blues at various venues.  This day they had plopped down on the bench next to me.  The two of them were delightful to talk with as they have been all over the place.  I asked them where they were going next and they said Guanajuato or Queretaro.  Now those are two different directions.  Aaah, a great adventure.
Just taking off and going.

The teenagers look like kids from anywhere.  One of the musicians was handing out free cds.  Every one of those who received a free cd said "Gracias".  It was a delight just to sit and enjoy their happiness.

It is such a relaxing thing to just sit and wait to see what is going to happen.  Something always does.

Leaving the jardin to meet friends for lunch, I was driving since the restaurant was on the other side of town.
Up ahead was a sight I love to see.
Don't you love that the policeman stands on a little stool?  No street lights in San Miguel - something else that is unique.  The photo is pretty straight forward.  BUT, what happened as I started to drive by was what the policeman did.  He "posed" and laughed.  He put one hand behind his head and sort of swiveled his hips.  He had seen me take the photo.  I started laughing and he waved.  I giggled all the way to the restaurant.  It's those relaxed little things that bring delight to life.

Oh, and another thing, at Christmas time, "locals" take wrapped gifts and plop them around the little stool for the policemen to take home for their Christmas.  First time I saw that I was amazed.  Now I just smile!

Viva Mexico!


Unknown said...

I love your policeman pic! What a great story that he is not too high and mighty to swing a bit! And he does accept presents. That's grand.

Shirley Whitelaw said...

Those kids don't like like teenagers here in Canada. Our teen girls have the 3-B look. Boobs, butts and bellies hanging out. I like the looks of the teens in Mexico. Like we were 40 years ago, modest.

Babs said...

Hi Shirley - they look just like my granddaughters in Texas so I didn't think anything about them not looking like all teenagers.

Yes, the influence of parents and religion is still strong in Mexico.

The culture of Mexico reminds me very much of the USA 50 years ago when I was growing up as well......

Anonymous said...

Que Viva Mexico!
I love this post giving me an everyday kind of view of San Miguel. I truly hope to be there late spring or early summer to do a little volunteering at Casa de los Angeles.

Babs said...

Angelinem, let me know when you're coming so we can meet.....on the bench, maybe?

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Anonymous said...

Babs, you've read my thoughts. The bench it will be. I'll keep you posted.