Saturday, February 28, 2015
No Need to Check The Weather!
This year we have been inundated with tourists. Those that come from Canada usually come January through March. This year, however, we are getting more short term tourists just trying to get out of
the frozen tundra called the USA.
In the above photo the group was so large I could not get all of them. They numbered about forty people or more.At other times of the year the gathering is usually much less then ten.
The money raised from these tours funds programs for healthcare in the campo for the children. It is a wonderful and good cause. You can put Patronato Pro Ninos in your search engine if you want to know more about the program.
But, back to the tourists. Yesterday morning I went to meet a friend for breakfast at Cafe Monet, my favorite breakfast place. The best oatmeal I've ever had anywhere. The place was packed with people at 9AM. Sheesh. Luckily my friend had arrived earlier and gotten a table. Even when we left an hour later it was still packed.
I asked my usual question of the owner. Who are all these people? And he replied, "Snowbirds". Wow.
Of course, come April 1st, the great sucking sound will happen as it does each year. The rental properties, of which there are many, will empty out. The restaurants will have servers standing at the doors looking for customers, the number of cars on the streets will diminish greatly and those of us who live here full-time will say "Aaaah". The "high season" will have ended.
We will return to village life with empty benches, empty restaurants and few participants for the walking tours.
It doesn't last for long. By mid-June, the "sweatbirds" will start arriving and they stay til mid - August. Then again we have no one sitting on the wall until mid September.
With temperatures here now in the low 80's and humidity in the low to mid 20%, people arrive and start grinning. They find it hard to believe.
Yes, if one wants to know the weather North of the Border, just check out the wall in front of the Parroquia in San Miguel de Allende. I find it very humorous. What about you?